Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Zhang Yang, who was dodging, suddenly stopped moving. He turned a blind eye to Han Guoer's Triple Slash. His face was slightly pale and his chest was panting like a bellows.    

However, the corners of his mouth still lifted, and he didn't say a single word. However, a different light flashed in his eyes as he stared fixedly at Han Guoer.    

Just as the Whip Leg was about to land on his head, Han Guoer's originally happy expression instantly changed into a trace of astonishment and panic.    

Her fighting skills were not weak, enough to be ranked even in the military academy. She did not hold back at all in the continuous onslaught. Instinctively, Han Guoer exerted all her strength in her thoughts.    

Now that she saw Zhang Yang give up dodging, she could totally imagine how powerful her kick was. If it was without any defense, not only would she kill the opponent, she would also turn into an idiot.    

For some unknown reason, at this moment, Han Guoer felt a tinge of regret, but she couldn't stop moving.    

"Never mind, I'll just send him to the hospital."    

In that one millionth of a second, Han Guoer suddenly had such a thought.    

However, Han Guoer felt a sense of terror from her soul the moment such a thought appeared in her mind. The tip of her right foot had already touched her opponent's ear.    

She saw the youth in front of her simply opening his right hand. It was incredibly strange, yet seemingly as if he was casually drawing a few complex circles in the air.    

However, Han Guoer was utterly incapable of laughing out loud.    

Because at the same time, she felt that her reaction had suddenly become sluggish, or it could be said that the surrounding air had become extremely viscous, as if a mysterious formless energy had thoroughly bound her entire body.    

Even her thoughts were momentarily sluggish.    

Han Guoer watched as the young man in front of her slowly stood up and took a step to her right, as if he was taking a stroll. All her attacks had missed.    

Even more unbelievable was that up to this point, her feet had not yet touched the ground. It was as if she had entered a dull world.    

Three seconds.    

It was a whole three seconds, as if she was moving at a slow pace, before her feet barely touched the ground. At the same time, she was shocked to discover that there seemed to be invisible ropes that bound her, making it difficult for her to take a single step forward.    

At the same time as he was shocked, his mind quickly spun.    

Her face suddenly turned pale: "This is …" Filament-twining Arts, that's not right. It's impossible for Filament-twining Arts to change the power of the magnetic field outside. Field? "    

However, due to the awakening of Sensory Perception, 100 years ago, many of the attacking methods on the use of Sensory Perception were called Spirit Secret Skill. They were very mysterious.    

After the digitization had begun, the strength of the battle force had been clearly defined.    

Amongst them, from one to five stars, was the division of ordinary people. Above five stars, there were three other realms.    

Only by breaking through to 5-star would one be considered a true expert. As for the World level, it was like a natural moat that blocked off the many geniuses.    

World level, breaking through the limits of the human body, there was a mysterious power within the human body. This power was not internal energy, nor was it elemental energy. This kind of power was several times stronger than the former, causing it to have an endless amount of power.    

There was a saying that went like this: World level Earth Splitting Fissures!    

Force Level was the ability to use one's perception to communicate with the resonance of the external magnetic field. During combat, one could borrow and amplify one's own strength and speed.    

As for the legendary domain level, it was to completely awaken the human body's magnetic field and use it to change and communicate with the magnetic field in the outside world, forming a 'field' of one's own.    

This was the legendary domain level warped sound of the wind breaking.    

In the gravitational field, one's combat strength would increase by several times while the opponent would be greatly suppressed. If the opponent was weak or weak, the opponent would die without even needing to fight.    

The so-called 'death by vibration' meant changing the opponent's magnetic field, cutting off the perception and reflective neurons in the body, thus achieving the goal of killing the enemy. Therefore, this special magnetic field was called the Field.    

Of course, under the premise of all this, one had to first skillfully apply perception. It was not to say that one could release their magnetic field once one reached the realm of potential or domain. There was still the question of whether one could awaken it or not.    

In a word, the ability to sense was the most important thing!    

A World God level crack in the ground.    

The Force Level rumbled everything.    

Domain level warped howling of the wind.    

This was the current cultivation system. It was a completely different story. Using a magnetic field to sense magic prints and veins was naturally the beginning of the awakening of a human's magnetic field.    

The magnetic field of the human body, the magnetic field of the outside world, the magnetic field of all living things.    

It had to be said that for the past three hundred years, because of the spread of the devil imprint cultivation method, Heaven-changing Day had flourished today.    

However, to the Federation, domain level was always a legend. In fact, Grandfather had once told Han Guoer that it was almost impossible for a domain level to appear under this starry sky.    

Of course, being unable to do so didn't mean that there weren't any.    

Just like this moment, Han Guoer was extremely suspicious. She felt that her current state, was like Filament-twining Arts s, but it was more like the legendary Field.    

Of course, she had never experienced it before, so she couldn't be sure.    

But either was enough to shock her.    

One had to know that when humans had formed their perception three hundred years ago, their Heaven-changing Day was the second big jump in their genes. However, when humans had truly begun to use their perception, it was only for around a hundred and fifty years.    

Thinking up to this point, her beautiful face became serious, and her pair of beautiful eyes gazed at the young man in front of her with a look of disbelief.    

"It's best to avoid using Spiritual Consciousness s in the future."    

Zhang Yang let out a heavy sigh, but he secretly sighed in his heart. He didn't know that in the understanding of the people of this era, Spiritual Consciousness's perception was also the same.    

His current Spiritual Consciousness s were extremely terrifying, but its quality was extremely low, almost no different from an ordinary person's. Just a moment ago, it was already the limit his body could endure.    

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Yang looked at Han Guoer and asked, "Why did you attack me?"    

Looking at her confused face, Lin Sanjiu frowned slightly before opening her mouth again, "Who is Han Laosan to you?"    

"You … "Who is it?" Han Guoer's delicate body trembled slightly. She did not answer and looked at Zhang Yang instead.    

Zhang Yang did not answer and did not stay any longer. He turned around and left.    

At the same time, Han Guoer felt her body suddenly loosen as the mysterious formless energy instantly disappeared. Looking at his back, Han Guoer bit her lips and suddenly asked, "Was that the Filament-twining Arts or the domain just now?"    

Ignoring her, Zhang Yang continued to walk forward slowly.    

Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from behind. The voice was very beautiful, but also very cold.    

"Guoer!"    

"Whiz!"    

An extremely fast Flying Car stopped, and a woman sat on top of it. Just as the Flying Car was stable, the woman nimbly jumped down.    

She walked quickly to Han Guoer's side and asked with concern, "Guoer, what happened? Did someone bully you?"    

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Zhang Yang. Her eyes were filled with coldness. Seeing that Zhang Yang was still doing what he wanted to do without even turning his head around, she immediately got angry.    

"Stop right there!"    

Zhang Yang immediately stopped and turned around. Immediately, his slender eyebrows slightly frowned as he looked at her in surprise.    

"You're Su Su?"    

After saying that, Zhang Yang shook his head, "You're not Su Su."    

To be exact, she was an extremely beautiful woman. She wore a dark blue military uniform with a ponytail. Her face was covered in a layer of makeup, but there was no time for beauty. Her straight military uniform made her look even more valiant and valiant.    

He wasn't surprised by the girl's temperament and appearance. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that even the most beautiful woman was nothing more than a moving object formed of particles in his eyes.    

What made him curious was that he could feel a familiar aura from this woman. Furthermore, her appearance was extremely similar … Su Su from three hundred years ago!    

Zhang Yang looked at her with a frown in his eyes.    

As for those women he met three hundred years ago … Zhang Yang didn't know what kind of emotions he should have. It was very complicated, but no matter what kind of emotions he had, they were no longer important.    

It was not that he did not have any feelings, but every time he woke up, all his friends, relatives, and lovers would turn into a pile of dirt and he would become numb and apathetic.    

Moreover, back then he didn't have the time to impart those cultivation techniques to those women. It was impossible for him to survive for three hundred years.    

In other words, even if he was still alive … Who would be willing to be a widow for someone who had died for three hundred years?    

Now, what kind of person was Zhang Yang when he woke up? In fact, it was hard for even him to tell.    

He had unspeakable secrets and unforgettable experiences. He lived and died, slept and woke up after waking up … Nothing can be left.    

Over time, Zhang Yang became a simple person. He was a casual person, and all the rules and regulations were set according to his preferences. Not to mention the laws of the world, even if it was any world, there was nothing that could restrain him.    

Other than the goal that he needed, everything else was ignored by him. As long as he did not cross the line, everything was negotiable. Even if he suffered a loss, he did not care.    

His character was entirely due to his own experiences.    

The longer he lived, the more he understood. Occasionally, he would enter a mysterious world and all his beliefs would collapse, causing his personality to change.    

Thus, he would rather die happily when he had time, or die forever.    

Sometimes, he envied those ordinary people. They were ignorant and ignorant. A hundred years was the end of a lifetime of happiness, suffering, or satisfaction.    

Sometimes, he also wanted to kill everyone he could see to make them die or … Wake up.    

He had tried, but he had never had a one in ten thousand chance of success.    

He was disappointed, he was angry, he was helpless, he gave up, finally became indifferent, and everything went according to plan.    

In this world, there was nothing that could interest him the slightest bit.    

Zhang Yang had always thought so as well.    

However, at this very moment, when he saw this woman in military uniform, he saw that familiar face, and felt that familiar aura.    

For the first time, Zhang Yang was confused.    

Although her face was very similar to Su Su's from three hundred years ago, Zhang Yang was sure that the two of them were not the same person.    

However, within her aura, there was Su Su's scent, as well as an unfamiliar yet familiar aura.    

The so-called aura was not the smell and smell of the body, but a person's special mark.    

It was something that required a certain level of perception to be able to sense. Just like a human's palm print and gene, it was unique in that there were no two identical leaves in this world.    

However … The girl in front of her caused her to fall into a daze.    

His pupils dilated slightly as he stared fixedly at the girl in front of him. The memory fragment, which had been sealed away for a very long time, involuntarily opened up a crack.    

It was a battlefield dyed red with blood. Only broken limbs and fresh red flesh remained.    

She was aloof and independent.    

"In the future, only I, the female emperor, will be able to create a Blood Army!"    

"Although I am unable to follow you into your world, I cannot wait that long. Perhaps one day, I will appear before you in another form."    

"I am... "Blood Monarch!"    

Blood Monarch's voice echoed faintly in his mind.    

"..."    

Zhang Yang shook his head, while the corner of his mouth twitched.    

"It can't be that abnormal, right?"    

In his memory, Blood Monarch was a very complicated girl. However, she could be described as perverted when she did things. Perhaps she really could do such a thing.    

But she … It was f * cking Blood Monarch!    

"Who are you calling a pervert?"    

Suddenly, a yell came into his ears. When he raised his head, Zhang Yang saw an extremely cold and beautiful face glaring at him.