After Qian Hengliang finished speaking, he took the initiative to end the call.
Only Zhao Sheng was left in a daze in God's Domain.
"You can do this?"
Looking down at the Sisba Frogmen who were walking limply, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
The only fortunate thing was that the Freshmen Tournament did not use a true believer battle.
Instead, it was a simulated projection battle.
The God Domain system would specially simulate the races of high school students and demigods in all aspects.
In the end, they would fight in a randomly selected environment. There would be no concerns about casualties. On the contrary, it could also promote the proficiency of demigods in the war of gods.
After all, when they grew up in the future, they would be enlisted in the Federation's military to explore the planes of the outside world.
Among them, they would encounter many native races or cruel competitors.
Without some experience related to God Wars, it was definitely impossible!
[Record: Special projection battle scene activated.]
[Record: Citizen number 719h654s729e0057]
[Record: Opponent: Second High School Class 6 (Zhao Sheng)]
[Record: Opponent: Sixth High School Class 1 (Tang Xieyin)]
[Record: Draw scenario (Barren Plains)]
[Prompt: The battle preparation stage has been loaded.]
[Hint: Please select 200 race members to enter the battlefield to prepare.]
……
Just as Zhao Sheng was deep in thought, the God Domain dialog box suddenly appeared before his eyes.
At this moment, the surrounding environment also underwent an extremely special change.
"Wuwuwu-"
A gentle breeze blew, and the gentle sunlight shone on the plains that were covered with sparse grass.
Zhao Sheng stood in midair. He was already used to the white eyes that covered the mountains and plains. At this moment, he was still a little uncomfortable.
However, he soon discovered that there was also an illusory shadow floating in the air opposite him.
"This is my opponent? He looks quite cold…"
Zhao Sheng wanted to say hello.
In the end, the other party did not even look at him. Instead, he waved his hand and began to arrange his troops.
Looking from afar, it seemed to be a Tier 1 race with around 200 people. They had not changed their classes and were only in their basic race form.
"It doesn't seem too difficult. My Sisba Frogmen Race is a Stage 2 Warrior Race after all.”
Zhao Sheng, who didn't get a response, could only pout.
As for the arrangement of the formation.
Of course, he was very confident.”
The frogmen of Sisba held harpoons, spears, and short spears in their hands. They were so crude that they looked more like farming tools.
In fact, they did use fishing and hunting tools as weapons.
Together with the muscular frogman.
These harpoons and spears looked quite pitiful!
However, the problem lay with these muscular frogmen who were like brothers.
As they were projections, they didn't have normal thoughts. They only followed Zhao Sheng's thoughts and formed a relatively loose square formation.
Each of them stood there with their weapons in their hands, just like the small soldiers in a strategy game.
But even so.
Compared to the opponent from Sixth High School.
It could be directly said that it was more than just a little bit stronger!
……
Outside the projected divine territory where the battle was taking place, there were also special spectator seats.
Five figures floated inside.
They all had a faint luster, and there were strands of divine power afterglow that were emitting from them.
Although ordinary people and races definitely could not detect their appearance through the divine afterglow that seemed to cover their bodies.
However, only the teachers and leaders of the No. 2 and No. 6 High Schools of the Emerald City could watch.
And standing in the middle.
He was an extremely burly and muscular referee from the competition.
However, the vice-principal of the Sixth High School looked a little pale."I say, isn't your Second Middle School unethical?”
Pointing at the projected divine territory, Zhao Sheng, who was still preparing, spoke in a stiff tone.
Because he had no choice.
Anyone who saw a group of Stage 2 warriors appear here would be shocked.
Even during the competition for the spots in the freshmen championship, he would be angry: "This is at least something that can only appear in the second semester of the first year of high school, right?”
In response, the vice principal of the Second High School and Qian Hengliang looked at each other and smiled.
"I'm not sure either. Old Qian, what's going on?"”
There was also a sense of blame.
"That's right."
Qian Hengliang was also a wily old fox."This student of mine is at this level. That's why I let him participate.”
"Oh, and here I thought your standards were too low.”The vice-principal sighed." Our No.2 Middle School can't lose face. Losing the competition is a small matter. If we fall behind, that won't do."”
However, no matter how one looked at it, one could see the pleasantly surprised smile on the corner of the vice principal's mouth.
It was just that the vice principal and teacher of the Sixth High School were a little angry out of embarrassment.
He couldn't say much at this time.
Because…
In order to win this victory, they had actually used some small tricks.
"Then let's wait and see. Our Sixth High School's Tang Xieyin's ancestors came from the demonic plane!”
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