Peerless Glory System

Chapter 373 True and False Thunder
Xin Wuhen felt very uncomfortable, the speed of these thunderbolts was really too fast, so fast that even his perception couldn't keep up.

Now he has been hit by three thunderbolts.He could feel that his body was falling into a state of paralysis.

He was very sure that he could only withstand three thunder attacks at most.This is the limit, once this number is exceeded, he will collapse, he will pass out.

And now it was only a tenth of a quarter of an hour away.Xin Wuhen can understand what despair is like.

He didn't want to fall down, because that would mean that he would completely miss the Sky Sin Army.Stay in the death department?Do not!That humiliated him, too.He is a person with strong self-esteem, and he doesn't want to leave such a retreat for himself.

Once there is a retreat, there is an excuse to escape, and a reason to fail.He wanted to push himself into a desperate situation, to unleash all his potential, in exchange for the possibility of becoming the Thunder Sword Department.

call out!
Another thunderbolt fell, and Xin Wuhen concentrated all his energy on this thunderbolt.

Then, he discovered that he could keep up with Thunder's speed.He dodges, bang!Thunder hit the ground from his side.The splashed stones hit him one after another, but he didn't feel any pain, he just felt extremely excited.

"As long as you can see Lei Ting's route clearly, you can judge his trajectory and landing point, and you can avoid it with the smallest steps."

Xin Wuhen thought to himself.Although his speed is slightly inferior to that of Thunder, he can still evade it in this weak time.

Just like that, it was as if Xin Wuhen had never left the same place, as Thunder continued to be shot down beside him.But on his body, there is no close contact with Lei Ting anymore.

Both Ling Feng and Han Bing noticed this, and Ling Feng smiled and said, "This guy has quite a high level of comprehension. It's just that, but the chances are still slim."

"That's right! How could the Thunderbolt formation be just such a battle? Xin Wuhen's will and potential are both top-notch, and it's just this level of cultivation, which is too bad." Han Bing shook his head and said.

"Is cultivation an important thing for our Heavenly Sin Army?" Ling Feng asked back.

"I forgot, but we are sitting on a huge treasure. As long as it is not a saint, it is true that you can improve if you want to improve."

"That depends on whether he can live up to expectations. After all, rewards and punishments must be clearly defined, right?" Ling Feng laughed.

"The good show is on the stage." Han Bing's eyes lit up.

The situation on the field became more and more weird.Up to now, more than forty warriors have fallen to the ground.These thunders seemed to be living things, as long as they fell to the ground, they would not be attacked.

But no one wants to fall to the ground, even to pretend.After all, no one knows what the consequences of doing that will be.Is it forever missing the Lei Ting Sword Department, or is it a fluke pass?
Whether it's out of inner arrogance or caution, everyone is madly racing against Thunder.

And when they just got used to Thunder's speed, they were about to breathe a sigh of relief when they heard the sounds of ahhhh one after another.

"I'm going, mother, still playing with this? I thought there was no problem, but a surprise came. I wonder if this Thunder is a fake."

"Damn, I was actually deceived by a thunderbolt. It's just broken. Even this thing can be fake, and it's so deceptive."

"Not only are there true and false, but the speed of Thunder has risen to another level."

Everyone who was still desperately complained one by one.The sudden increase in difficulty caused them all to suffer a dumb loss.It felt very uncomfortable to receive an extra blow for no reason.

Especially since the pain is paralyzing their nerves more and more, they can clearly perceive where their limits are.

"Two!" Xin Wuhen gritted his teeth, and a fire gushed out from the depths of his eyes.

He can only bear two more thunderbolts at most.He sensed that thunder had flooded into the sea of ​​consciousness.They are wreaking havoc on it.

Once he lost contact with the Sea of ​​Consciousness, that was when he fell into a coma.

"Damn! Are you reaching the limit? The pace is slowing down, and the circulation of true energy is also slowing down. Do you really want to give up?"

"No! Never!"

"True is true, false is false. False can be false, but he can never be true. Since there are traces of thunder invasion in my sea of ​​consciousness, please help me!"

Xin Wuhen looked resolute, without the slightest intention of giving up.

He closed his eyes, and chose to do so in this thunderous world.

"This is not a simple visual deception. You close your eyes, but it is of little use? Xin Wuhen, is your skill so limited?" Han Bing shook his head and said to himself.

Several thunderbolts fell towards Xin Wuhen at the same time, but Xin Wuhen seemed to have not noticed it, and still stayed in place.

The first one came to a place ten feet away from him, but Xin Wuhen still didn't move at all.Immediately afterwards, the first one passed through his body, which was fake.The second thunderbolt followed closely behind, still false.

When the third road was about to touch Xin Wuhen's body, Xin Wuhen trembled all over, moved his body sideways, touched the ground, and escaped from a distance.

boom!
In its original place, a huge hole exploded in the ground.

"What a boy, you are quite courageous." Han Bing praised.

Ling Feng also said with a smile: "This guy really put all his eggs in one basket. Realizing the importance of knowing the thunder of the sea, using his own body to perceive the true and false of the thunder, and then make a decision at the critical moment. Very thoughtful!"

"The person I like, how could it be a parallel importer." Han Bing pointed to himself with an arrogant look on his face.

"Then if I pull you into the Thunder Sword Department, doesn't it mean that I have a better vision." Ling Feng laughed.

More and more people fell into the true and false thunder.Can they avoid the first one, the second one, and the third one that came almost instantly?
The speed of most people can't surpass Lei Ting's much.As long as they can't judge the authenticity of Lei Ting, then this is a gamble.

Gambling means speculation and has the possibility of failure.This is something out of your control.People have good luck and bad luck.

Within a quarter of an hour, any good luck will be wiped out.Therefore, a martial artist made a howling sound.As time went on, their limit was finally reached.

The number of people lying on the ground is also increasing geometrically.

Soon, there were only 80 to [-] people left in the arena who were still walking like flying, swimming like butterflies wearing flowers.

And the three Xin Wuhen that Han Bing likes are still among these people.This also made a faint smile appear on his indifferent face.

"Han Bing, look at you for the beauty." Ling Feng joked.

"I have to say that my vision is worthy of admiration and admiration." Han Bing boasted seriously.

"Yes yes yes! Among the remaining people, how many do you see that meet the requirements?"

"There are currently only nine people who can serve as sword masters."

(End of this chapter)