National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 1318 Cultivation
In his opinion, Fang Heng is an extremely dangerous person, and this gaze from Fang Heng is an extremely provocative!

After this trial, Momir felt a little more jealous of Fang Heng.

Yimamu on the side noticed Fang Heng's move, and surprise appeared on his face immediately after the initial astonishment.

Made!This time I hugged my thigh!

After more than ten years of unlucky luck, today is finally a change of luck!

Fang Heng still maintained the movement of raising the scepter horizontally.

The increase in mental power made his mana recovery speed also increase rapidly. He tried to raise the scepter again, aiming at the spiked light ball not far in the air.

"Swish! Swish!!!!"

More than 30 sacred fire meteors hit the spiked light ball continuously.

"Boom! Boom!!!"

A series of explosions sounded.

Under the continuous bombardment, the holy light spikes exploded with a bang, scattering bits and pieces of energy in the air.

After releasing the skill, Fang Heng frowned.

The effect is very general.

Spiked light balls have natural extra resistance to holy attacks and can withstand more damage.

Moreover, the accuracy of the Holy Fire Meteor is really not good, and the hit rate is only about 30%.

"You can try that..."

Fang Heng muttered to himself, squatted down, and picked up another scepter that had just been thrown on the ground.

hum...

A shield of holy light opened, once again wrapping Fang Heng and Yimamu in the center.

"Ok?"

Yimamu was still excited about hugging his thighs, but he couldn't help being surprised to see Fang Heng switched to turtle shell mode again.

What's the meaning?Wasn't it fierce just now?Why did it stop?keep going!

Yimamu leaned towards Fang Heng's position, lowered his voice, and asked softly, "What's going on? Why don't you continue?"

Fang Heng shrugged helplessly, then looked around at the believers in the hall, with a helpless smile on his face, and replied in a loud voice: "There is no way to continue, the first time I used this skill, I didn't master it. Well, my mental strength is almost exhausted."

"what?"

Yimamu's heart sank when he heard this, and his complexion also changed. He continued to squirm his lips, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's okay, wait behind me, I will try my best to buy you time to recover force."

On the other side of the hall, Momir could not hear Yimamu's words clearly, but after hearing Fang Heng's words and observing Yimamu's expression, his heart suddenly moved.

Mental power exhausted? !
Yup!

Although Holy Fire Meteor is a low-level sacred skill with low mana consumption, it can't stand up to Fang Heng's hustle and bustle.

Ordinary people are almost exhausted after releasing more than 20 channels of mental power in a row.

He just added up to release more than 100 times!Mental strength should also bottom out!

Momir suddenly felt that he had a chance again.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

but……

Momir looked at Fang Heng warily, and felt that there might be something wrong.

Is he really mentally exhausted?

Or is it a tactic to lure them into taking the initiative to attack?Otherwise, why did the other party speak so loudly?Momir even felt that the other party was talking loudly on purpose for him to hear.

Or did Fang Heng do this on purpose?
Show the enemy weak?Deliberately lure them to take the initiative to attack?
but……

Does he really have the ability to release the Holy Fire Meteor hundreds of times in a row and still have a lot of mental power left?

Mormir didn't believe it.

He stared at Fang Heng closely, feeling more and more that Fang Heng was scheming.

Or is Fang Heng already standing on the third floor?
Deliberately and boldly saying that his mental power was exhausted, making himself think that he was sowing doubts.

In fact, he simply exhausted his mental power?

Unknowingly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Momir's forehead.

"Hey!!"

Momir had an idea, he turned his head to look at the many believers around him, and said, "Are you going to stand here and watch? Just watch him win the final victory of this trial?"

The other believers looked at each other, a little moved, but still no one spoke.

Momir gritted his teeth and said: "To tell you the truth, there is only one person who can pass the test in the end! Even if the others survived by chance, it is useless to be selected by the Holy Court. You will always be the bottom of the Holy Court. You can only be a cannon fodder!"

"There is only one core member of the Holy Court, and we will accompany him until he is killed!"

Mormir's words were beginning to have an effect.

Many believers cast hostile glances at Fang Heng.

Especially the remaining few players.

Over the years, as far as the players know, the only person who has become a member of the Holy Court through the God's Selection Ceremony is the gang boss of Yida Mudun.

Only the Yida Mudun gang knows the trials best.

A player looked at Mormir with doubts in his eyes, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Naturally, do you think it is necessary for me to lie to you?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at Fang Heng even more unkindly.

The players frowned, constantly weighing in their hearts.

at the same time.

The Prismatic Face of the Holy Court.

Through the central crystal pillar, the performance of Fang Heng's people was seen by the judges of the holy court.

Everyone was amazed at Fang Heng's powerful affinity with the Holy Light.

The excitement on Judge Kadar's face was beyond words.

Judging from Fang Heng's quality in the trial, his affinity with the Holy Light is first-class and powerful, and his talent in magic is also extremely high!

It's so high that people can't understand it!
"Sangjie, have you seen it! He is a genius! He is a genius that is rarely seen in ten thousand years. We should immediately invite the elders to come over and take a look. He needs to be cultivated!"

The person who presided over this God's Choice trial was Sanjay, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he saw the scene emerging from the prism.

Seeing that Sanjay did not speak, Kadar became even more excited, and couldn't help amplifying his volume, "Sangjie, what are you waiting for! I have a hunch that he is the next archbishop we are looking for, and he may even become our The first pope to appear on the mainland! I have seen his potential! You must have seen it too! Right!"

Sanjay still focused on the prism projection mirror, nodded and said, "Yes."

"If you are worried, just give him to me. I will teach him personally. Two years, no, I only need half a year! In half a year, I am confident that I can definitely train him to be an excellent judge! His strength is definitely not weak to me!"

Sanjay finally withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "Kalda, calm down, I understand your mood, we need to wait a little longer, Fang Heng can control and be awarded the Book of Beginning, at least it is a trainee priest rank, in the church There must be a record of his conferment, and after verifying his identity, I will ask the elders to discuss it as soon as possible, and I will also consider your proposal."

Kadar wanted to say, what else needs to be verified?Could it be that the enemy has the ability to train believers who are proficient in the holy department to be spies?
Isn't this funny!

Even the holy court themselves have not cultivated newcomers with such a talent for sacred science!

(End of this chapter)