The strongest healer

Chapter 183 Zhang Wenjing

"where are you?"

Zhang Wenjing's deep and cold voice sounded faintly, trailing a lazy trail, echoing in the narrow and quiet mirror maze.

His narrow eyes scanned the countless Song Dynasties in the surrounding mirrors, identifying which ones were real and which ones were fake.

"You are walking towards me," he observed that he was surrounded by Song Shi. "There are only ten minutes left. You don't hide, but you are walking towards me. Do you want to eliminate me?"

He was answered by dead silence.

Song Shi clung to the glass wall and approached him intently.

He was getting her answers in the form of questions, thereby locating her location from the source of the sound.

He knew she was nearby, but he didn't know in which direction she was or how far away she was from him.

There are only ten minutes left.

He needed to eliminate her within these tight ten minutes.

For him, killing her is not a problem, but finding her is difficult.

Silence is the best hiding.

Got no answer.

"Interesting..." Zhang Wenjing paced back and forth and said slowly, "Are you too brave, or...no one has ever reminded you that ignorant people are fearless."

Song Shi didn't bother to pay attention to his rants.

Everything speaks with fists.

She turned a corner, and Zhang Wenjing, who exuded a gloomy aura, turned his back to her.

found it.

go to hell!
Song Shi's eyes were fierce, he rushed out suddenly, raised his fist and hit him on the back of the head.

Zhang Wenjing heard the wind and reflexively moved sideways, leaning his back against the glass wall. He glanced sideways at Song Shi and then bent his elbow to hit her throat.

Song Shi had never underestimated the response speed of 3S.

The elbow joint was close to her neck, and the mental power overflowing from each violent move distorted the space and tore the skin of Song Shi's neck.

Song Shi's body tensed up and he backed away, dodging the first damage within one centimeter.

Without taking a breath, she turned her wrist and struck Zhang Wenjing's eyes.

Zhang Wenjing didn't dodge at all, he accurately grasped Song Shi's arm, grasped it tightly with his five knuckles, and used one hand to throw Song Shi's whole body away.

With a dull impact, Song Shi's back hit the glass wall. The connected glass walls trembled, as if they were about to be shattered. Song Shi's body slid along the glass and fell into the corner of the wall.

Song Shi immediately got up from the ground, ignoring the pain in his back and shoulder blades, and rushed towards Zhang Wenjing again.

The two men struggled.

The moves were executed quickly, as fast as lightning, and afterimages disappeared one after another.

In the observation room, the instructors gathered together.

Of the ten mirror mazes, three have already been decided, and the remaining seven are still undergoing the most critical elimination. However, the instructors were all concentrated in front of the virtual screen of the first mirror maze, staring at Song Shihe. Zhang Wenjing fights.

"There are 8 minutes left, can they decide the winner?" the pudgy instructor asked nervously.

"Zhang Wenjing has strong explosive power. According to past data, the average time it takes him to defeat his opponent is 6 minutes. Now there are 8 minutes left. The probability of winning or losing is very high."

The dark-skinned instructor dragged his chair and sat next to the chief instructor, with his legs crossed and a tablet in his hand to read data.

The pudgy instructor felt a little pity, "It would have been better if Song Shi showed up later." "She can hide forever. She is quite adaptable to the mirror maze, and her sense of space is better than most people. It's not like it's her first time here."

They had watched all of Song Shi's performance from the beginning of the game until now. Song Shi could always accurately find the identity of his competitors.

Of the 38 contestants in this competition, 8 were eliminated by her hands, nearly a quarter.

It's enough to get a glimpse of her talent in this area.

"If she is willing to hide, Zhang Wenjing will definitely not be able to find her within ten minutes." The pudgy instructor said.

"Although I'm a bit conceited, Zhang Wenjing won't get ten points, and she won't deduct two points."

There are many teams that do this, and generally there is no absolute certainty. In the final period, most people will become coy and focus on a game that they cannot earn points and will not let their opponents earn points.

Now, five of the remaining seven groups have done this.

There is no point in watching, so the instructors can sit here and watch other people's games with peace of mind.

The blond instructor expressed his thoughts, "Not everyone is willing to keep silent. Although Song Shi entered the mirror maze as an S-class, she never showed a timid and timid side from the beginning."

Without knowing the opponent's level, she dared to charge straight up.

With excellent vision and admirable sneak attacks, he eliminated the first double S, No. 34.

Immediately afterwards, with slightly better insidiousness, he killed the favorite to win the championship, No. 3, Wu Hua, who had good strength and luck, and was known as the most sinister in the violent series in the past.

After confirming that her strength was comparable to that of the 2S class, she accelerated the hunting process.

No. 25, No. 6, No. 11, No. 9, etc. were all swallowed by her without any trouble.

"She's a predator, don't look at her and judge her the same way you look at food."

Predator...whose S-class is running rampant as a predator in a group of 2S and 3S, when the level difference does not exist... The chubby instructor was speechless for a moment.

He still couldn't understand Song Shi's behavior. He wouldn't have done it anyway.

Song Shi definitely didn't know the importance of points.

When the game is over, she must be given the role of popularizing the points. Don't not care just because there are only two points... He thought to himself.

The swarthy instructor commented neutrally, "Song Shi is close to the edge of upgrading. It is reasonable to eliminate 2S by leapfrogging. The gap between her and 3S... can't be said to be heaven and earth. One is at the top of the mountain and the other is at the foot of the mountain."

"But it is not impossible for her to delay until the end of the game. After all, she also has the identity of a healer and has strong blood recovery ability. Zhang Wenjing's six-minute legend may not necessarily apply to her."

In the mirror maze elimination round of the first group, whether Zhang Wenjing won 10 points or the others in the first group deducted 2 points, the final result was revealed in the last... 6 minutes.

During the two minutes when the instructors sat in the observation room and talked to each other, Song Shi and Zhang Wenjing fought hundreds of moves.

Song Shi was thrown out for the tenth time, hitting the glass wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

There was not much time left, and Song Shi was really tenacious. Zhang Wenjing couldn't wait for Song Shi to get up on his own, and walked directly towards Song Shi.

His eyes were full of rage, and he grabbed Song Shi by the collar and dragged Song Shi up arrogantly.

Song Shi's feet were dangling off the ground.

"Are you admitting defeat?"

With a "Pfft" sound, Song Shi laughed. This smile appeared on her blood-stained face, full of arrogance.

"Admit defeat? Are you afraid? Are you afraid that you won't be able to defeat me before the time is up?"

Zhang Wenjing bit his cheek, with a gloomy face, and said word by word, "Say it again."

"You can't beat me."