Seeing Bu Jian fainted, the medical team in this square received a notice from the referee and rushed over.

A female priest checked and found that only the blood and blood in her body suddenly stopped, and her mental damage caused her coma, which was no different from being a coma by an illusionist.

"No big deal, just take a two-day rest. But there may be some psychological shadow in the future." The female pastor said and looked at Zhang Yue.

"Then send it to their school's medical room first."

Seeing that there was no big problem, the captain of the medical team put the sword on the maglev medical bed and took it away.

"I have said that you can't beat me, and you're still hard, and I haven't fully activated the power of the shield." Zhang Yue said with a wry smile at Bu Jian who was taken away.

"Brother Yue, you are so awesome."

"Brother Yue, you look so handsome when you hold a shield on the stage."

"Brother Yue, you are my idol!"

Zhao Yunshu's three friends came over and looked at Zhang Yue with admiration.

"Okay, okay, let's take Brother Yue to continue to check out in the square." Zhao Yunshu said helplessly. Since she can't get rid of it, let's go shopping together.

At this time, the referee came over and said to Zhang Yue: "Young man, will you continue to defend the ring? Today's prize in this ring is the C-level Flame Iron Sword."

"There is no need to defend the ring. I want to go down and see other rings." Zhang Yue thought for a while and said. It was a bit unprofitable to waste time on a C-level giant sword. He was going to ask Master Xiang to help in three days.

"Okay." After saying that, the referee said to the students below: "The ring is now in no state."

The five people walked around the square, with wonderful arcane duels, mechanics showing each other's spontaneous research weapons and equipment, and various summoned beasts in PK. What attracted Zhang Yue the most was that two ancient martial arts swordsmen were fighting for swordsmanship on a ring.

The ancient martial swordsman disappeared from the beginning as early as the world of heaven. Because the damage caused to strange beasts in the early stage was too low, it was gradually forgotten by people. Only more than 30 years ago, a swordsman emerged, and the long river of sword energy swept across the border for a thousand miles. He suppressed the werewolf tribe for nearly five years but did not dare to send a soldier and a soldier into the buffer zone.

Since then, ancient martial arts swordsmen have become known again, but they have too high requirements for entry, and they can be said to be one of the millions, and they are all geniuses among geniuses.

A man and a woman hold an ancient martial arts sword, each move is very simple and efficient, without fancy airs, and is only taking the enemy's life, and the murderous aura covers the entire battlefield.

Zhang Yue stood up and watched from the audience.

The sword technique and pace are very exquisite, especially in the battle between sword moves, the extremely sharp sword energy is not available to low-level giant sword warriors.

The battle became more and more intense, and in the end both sides took the means to put the bottom of the box.

A breeze hangs all over the male swordsman, and a series of wind sword energy attacks towards the female swordsman. The phantom of the Liangyi Bagua Formation appeared all over the female swordsman, and all the wind blades were removed by soft power, and they gradually squeezed the male swordsman's display space.

Finally, the female swordsman held the sword and posed it on the male swordsman's neck.

After watching it, Zhang Yue walked to another place. This profession was really a bit difficult for strange beasts in the early stage. The rise cycle was too long, but once he advanced to the advanced level and demigod, he was an absolutely powerful existence. Zhang Yue had seen the video of the long river of sword energy traversing a thousand miles across the border, which was really amazing.

Finally arrived at the arena where the shield holders gathered. Zhang Yue's eyes were lit, wanting to see what there is worth learning from among the same level of shield holders.

Zhang Yue had entered this area and found that it was shrouded in various momentums, as if it were as motionless as a mountain, as the earth, the shield, and the sand. When Zhang Yue felt the familiar momentum here, he seemed to have returned to his home court.

In this ring, there is a shield holder in each ring fighting against other different professions. Some are as stable as Mount Tai, some are tired of resisting, some are mentally tortured, and some are injured by arcane. Anyway, there are all professions here to fight against the shield holder, one side is the main attack and the other side is the main defense.

In the ring with the largest number of visitors, a burly young man more than one or two meters tall on the stage, holding a Fangtian Painting Hydrograph, launched a fierce attack on the shield holder opposite.

Although the young man's attacks were blocked by the shield holders on the opposite side, Zhang Yue saw that the shield holders could not hold on for much time, and his center of gravity and force relief method were already messed up, and he could hold on for at most two minutes.

"Lu Yuan is worthy of being a perfect genius. Zhang Yi, the shield holder who had excellent evaluations on the opposite side, could not withstand Lu Yuan's attack."

"Yes, Zhang Yi's highest record was to drag four fourth-level beasts to conquer that difficult fragment world. In this way, Lu Yuan's combat power could probably sweep across the ordinary fragment world by one person."

When Zhang Yue heard the words of the person next to him, he looked at Lu Heng with a slightly curious look. He had never seen a warrior who evaluated the perfect level. On the contrary, Zhang Yue, the shield holder on the stage, felt that it was okay. The power of solid gold, shield, and defense of several ordinary fourth-level beasts was no problem.

An arc passed by, and Zhang Yi fell outside the ring.

"Lu Heng won, and the defending game was successful."

"Zhang Yi, it seems that you are not qualified to be my teammate yet. You can't even resist my attack. Don't think about how to go to the frontier battlefield with me to fight against major alien races, and the battlefield of the ten thousand races. Life is important." Lu Heng said disappointedly at Zhang Yi on the stage. He recently received news that the human race would send elites in the group to fight on the battlefield of the ten thousand races. The main purpose was to block the King Kong Ape Clan's points from the battlefield of the ten thousand races and delay the time when the Tianyuan Ancestor was promoted to the true god...

"Did you really not have a genius who is low-level shield holders? There are several top third-level shield holders in those warrior academies, but I have tried them all and can only barely resist my offensive. It is usually okay to form a team with me like this, but I am not at ease in that kind of place."

Zhang Yi wanted to refute that his master said that his youngest uncle's apprentice is the most talented and hopeful of being a demigod shield holder among the shield holders at present, but he held back when he said something to the point of his mouth, and he was afraid of slapping him in the face.

Because Lu Heng is really too powerful, born with divine power and physical strength is like a monster, it is said that once a low-level beast tide broke out in a small city. Lu Heng happened to be in the trial nearby. Seeing that the beast tide did not retreat but advanced, he directly fought in the beast group with Fang Tian Huaji for a day and a night. At that time, Lu Heng was the second-level strength.

Zhang Yi stood up, saluted Lu Heng, then turned around and walked towards his academy, his back seemed lonely and desolate.

"I just said you are not qualified to be my teammate, but being my friend is still OK. You are not only weak, but everything else is OK." Lu Heng said to himself as he looked at Zhang Yi's desolate back.

No one came on stage to challenge him, Lu Heng looked around and looked at Zhang Yue in the air.

"Strong!" Lu Heng thought to himself. Not only was he born with divine power, but his mental power was also first-class. When he was looking at Zhang Yue just now, he clearly felt that his spirit was suppressed. His mental power was like a mountain, suppressing himself tightly. Seeing that Zhang Yue was heavily armored and dressed up as a shield holder, could he be a strong man from other places?

Lu Heng was instantly excited in battle. From childhood to adulthood, he dared to say loudly that he was invincible in the same level, and he changed to five in the same level. He experienced the feeling of being suppressed by the same level for the first time.

Zhang Yue also felt Lu Heng's gaze, but he didn't care. However, he heard the information on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races again and was a little curious. It seemed that he had to ask carefully when he met his master for a while.

This is Lu Heng looking at Zhang Yue and shouted: "Hi! Brother, do you want to come up and fight? I am invincible at the same level, are you interested?"

Zhang Yue looked at Lu Heng and thought about it, it would be better to be low-key. Although he was a little crazy, was there anything that hindered him? Besides, if he really wanted to bury him, it would look so bad and hurt people's self-esteem.

"Thank you guys for your invitation, I won't fight."
Chapter completed!