Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

"Is he imitating us?" Guyue frowned, not daring to be careless.

On the side, there was a human contestant sneering: "Drawing a tiger is not an anti-dog!"

"Is that so? Don't you know if you try it?" The monster, which had almost completely transformed into a swordsman, made a dodge, and the sword light rose like a breeze blowing willow twigs.

With the sword light together, the clear rain rises slightly.

The sword light like raindrops is like the nectar of spring in March, carrying the lingering sentimentality of spring.

This is by no means a rough copy, a simple, poor reference.

It is almost an imitation of the bone marrow and soul!

This kind of imitation ability instantly made the human race competitors present all feel creepy.

It seems that the enemy in front of them is not a foreign race who should know nothing about human civilization and Jianghu culture.

It is an old river and lake that has traveled and operated for decades in the rivers and lakes.

The charm of raising the hand and raising the sword is really worth aftertaste.

"It's weird! Everyone be careful!"

In fact, there is no need to remind, everyone knows that it is not easy to imitate and imitate such a foreign race in the human civilization with the martial arts flavor in an instant.

Everyone tensed their nerves, and then waited for the next response.

The next moment, the sword light set off by the monster has already rolled over like wind and rain.

Every strand of sword energy that seemed weak, like a drizzle and a breeze, pierced one's bone marrow coldly.

This is another blow with a very martial arts flavor.

Just in a short span of time, the monster's swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and strength all skyrocketed again, further penetrating into the core of martial arts civilization.

The drizzle and breeze turned into a violent storm, and the sword light came pouring down, trying to subvert and destroy everything.

At this time, even the "enhancement" that was given exclusively to the racers of the human race seemed to appear on this monster.

He is adapting and using the abilities of the human race competitors at an extremely terrifying speed, and on top of this, he is blooming his own flowers.

Chapter 617 Refraction

"Has the human race's message been deciphered so quickly?" Faced with such a 'weird' opponent, the human race competitors couldn't help thinking.

Although the opponent's strength is not enough to cause great trouble to them.

But the growth speed of the monster made all the competitors gasp and feel a little scary.

"I don't believe he's really that strong!" A contestant fought with a sword.

In an instant, in the void, dots of red plums flickered.

The looming sword light like a red plum collided violently with the sword light that was like a storm.

In the mutual confrontation and collision, Jian Guang, who belongs to the human race competitor, was actually suppressed.

Then the violent wind and rain destroyed the blossoming red plums.

Afterwards, in the wind, rain and sword light, there was a red color again.

That monster is still progressing!

Still learning and growing fast!

Several other competitors rushed forward.

They each have their own means and their own strengths.

Some use the palm method, some use the stick method, some use the spear method, and some directly release spells remotely.

However, when their first wave of attacks was resisted.

There will be more fierce counterattacks.

All the means they exerted will be perfectly kneaded together, drawn into the monster's sword light, and quickly swept back along the tide of the sword light as if flowing backwards.

"something wrong!"

"There must be something wrong, we have ignored it!" Guyue stood behind the crowd, and did not rush to make a move.

He knew that he made a rash move at this time, but rushed forward to provide materials for the monster to become stronger.

"The basis of imitation is that there are samples to refer to... idiot!"

"He didn't decipher our civilization and culture. He didn't know why he swung his sword at a certain moment, and he didn't know what the hidden rhythm was in this sword technique. He was just imitating and piecing together. Facing the screen wall at the foot of Wudang Mountain, there is no difference." Cao Zhe thought in his heart.

Although Cao Zhe had seen through everything quietly, he didn't speak out.

If these competitors can understand this point themselves, it will be of great benefit to them to build up their confidence and to be independent in the future.

For the time being, he didn't care about the battlefield here.

The foreign race that can imitate, although the method is very tricky, is actually a 'clown' in Cao Zhe's eyes.

Just like cultural thieves who do not belong to their own civilization, no matter how "realistic" their imitation and plagiarism are, they only need to break their disguise and make their decoration no longer "smooth", and they can tear off their covering shell.

These human race competitors were only temporarily bluffed.

After a little longer, even if you can't decipher the truth behind this, you will gradually realize that this imitator is actually a paper tiger.

Cao Zhe broke away from the crowd and entered the huge building pulled by the star beast.

This building does not follow the rules and aesthetics of human architecture.

All the colors and images, in Cao Zhe's view, are messy, broken but extraordinarily dazzling.

The whole building seems to have no fixed support structure.

Even the frame is multi-sided, multi-angular, and multi-contoured.

And in a short period of time, extremely cumbersome twisting and shaking were carried out.

Cao Zhe stood in the building without looking for the path with his eyes.

But by virtue of 'feeling'.

Follow the feeling, follow the feeling, and go through a series of 'pictures'.

And at the end of the gallery, I found the shepherd hidden in this building.

Compared with the huge star beast, the shepherd itself is small.

It looks a bit like a big golden mouse with golden hair.

This seems to be different from the shepherds that Cao Zhe had seen before on the road to the treasure hunt in the Wanjie Arena.

But this is not a problem.

Among all the races in the heavens, not every race has a 'similar' appearance.

Sometimes what distinguishes a race is not their appearance, but their civilization and symbolic ability.

"Bold! How dare you...intrude...into...into my secret palace!" The reverberating voice bounced back and forth in this space, and finally turned into a solid body, catapulting around , came to Cao Zhe.

Cao Zhe just stood there without moving.

The force from the impact was annihilated around him.

"Shepherd! I'm here to talk about cooperation." Cao Zhe said with his hands behind his back.

The big golden mouse-like shepherd disappeared in the complex 'pattern' above his head.

But the voice continued: "You deciphered the biological information of the star beast, this is the original sin."

"I have nothing to talk to you about, it must be endless."

The big golden mouse actually spoke the language of the human race with a straight voice.

And can also use idioms.

This is certainly not because all universes speak Chinese.

It's because the shepherd has long been spying on the human race.

If you want to seize it, you must first understand it!

This is a question that any creature with a brain can figure out.

"Of course we can talk!"

"For example, I don't need to destroy you or your group, but you take me to the treasure house of the star shepherd and the cemetery of the star shepherd." Cao Zhe continued politely.

However, in the face of Cao Zhe's humility and politeness, the shepherd who didn't know what to do or what to do responded with a long series of weird laughter.

"Zhang Sanfeng!"

"Shameful and pathetic human! You make the great me feel extremely absurd."

"Do you think you can handle everything?"

"You were able to win the first place in the Ten Thousand Realms not because you are strong, but because you humans are all weak, and you... are just the slightly stronger one among them."

If he really thought so, why didn't he dare to confront Cao Zhe head-on?

Why until now, are you just testing?

In the void in the distance, Guyue and the others finally saw clearly the reality of the monster.

They began to let go of their hands and feet, no longer sticking to means, no longer limited to ideas.

Arbitrary techniques are readily available to them, and they use them at will.

Lost the rigorous display, for fighters who retain their own "flexibility", they can be adjusted randomly.

But for monsters that rely entirely on imitation, they fall into logical chaos.

He does not understand civilization and culture itself, but acts as a distorted 'distorting mirror', catapulting the content refracted from the reflector.

When the opponent is playing normally, he will be stronger and more fierce than the opponent.

When the opponent acts rashly, without a complete frame, he will become a shattered phantom, losing his strong foundation.

Numerous human contestants angrily chased down the monster that pretended not to beep but was hunted down instead.

In the building of the Star Shepherd, Cao Zhe has no interest in talking nonsense with the Star Shepherd.

With one kick, the kaleidoscopic buildings were smashed, and the overlapping 'paintings' were compressed into a 'biscuit'.

And the Shepherd was held in the 'biscuit', unable to struggle, unable to break free.

There was no way to even beg for mercy.

He was right!

Cao Zhe could not grasp everything.

But it is more than enough to hold him!

Chapter 618 Shepherd, Treasure Race

"Don't think you've won me, it's just my strategy."

"You don't understand the structure of our shepherds. The body is just a piece of clothing to us. My consciousness has already been uploaded to the starry sky giant network, and I can be reborn in the spare body at any time."

"Zhang Sanfeng! You still have the chance to shake hands with me. If you miss it, you will regret not only you, but also your entire human race." The golden mouse's voice continued to come from the 'compressed biscuit'.

Cao Zhe was unmoved at all.

Foreign races have their peculiarities, but Cao Zhe has already passed the stage where he can infinitely sublimate the abilities of foreign races.

"If nonsense works, there's no need for violence!"

"You can go, just go, but I will only give you a chance to continue to say three sentences. After finishing the three sentences, if you haven't found something, then I will treat it as your last words." Cao Zhe said, and began to close. Tighten the 'compressed biscuit' in your hand.

Accompanied by this collapse-like compression into nothingness, although the golden-haired mouse-like shepherd did not feel pain, he already felt a fear of being completely annihilated and swallowed.

And this fear is better than countless physical or spiritual pains.

"Ah...!" In this fear, the golden retriever let out a sharp scream.

He lied, shepherds don't have any starry sky giant nets.

He also doesn't have a spare body, which can be changed and used at any time.