The scene before my eyes was incredibly magical.

Sanzhi Slope is a huge earth slope that goes straight up. It is at least five kilometers long and its top is hundreds of meters above the ground, like a staircase that leads to the sky.

The plank road is like the letter 'Z' connected together, winding and twisting.

Just as Zhang Mofeng said, there are three slopes and three bends.

Liu Di's sword split the 10-meter-wide white fog.

The middle slope is exposed, with sections of plank roads and vegetation and trees.

The white fog on both sides was four or five meters thick!

The white mist was slowly rolling at this time, like two white walls, sandwiching the passage in the middle.

Brother Liu stood at the foot of the mountain, his figure was tiny.

But as if he was looking down on the fairyland, the white fog made way for him to make a path to heaven!

Everyone was shocked.

I even felt that I was mentally disturbed and had hallucinations.

All in just 2 minutes.

How did the scene just now come about? Before, the man in white with a smile on his face actually flew into the air and slashed with a sword, creating a scene that shocked the world and made ghosts weep! No one knew where the sword came from and where it disappeared to.

Although there are many special modified people in the world.

But Brother Liu's ability refreshed everyone's perception! The ten-mile sea of ​​clouds rolled back.

Anyone who sees this scene will not believe that it was man-made!

Oya silently retracted the golden sword.

She knew in her heart that her ability to control metal was far inferior to that of Brother Liu.

Mr. Song witnessed this scene.

It brought back the most shocking memory in my life, when Brother Liu flew into the sky and smashed the glass dome of the stadium, breaking the meteorite.

Humans are naturally heartless. Any event will fade away with time, and then be brought up again inadvertently.

The ripple-like black metal in Brother Liu's hand made Mr. Song review an idea.

Brother Liu is not a human being, we cannot put pressure on him, we can only negotiate!

Zhang Mofeng was still in shock as he looked at his calligraphy table which had fallen to the ground with ink all over the floor.

He let out a long sigh, picked up his brush, blew off the dust on it, and stuck it directly into the back of his neck.

"Alas, these young people nowadays do not learn literature but martial arts. They are all big tigers. The situation just now was really dangerous. Mo Feng got slapped in the face!"

"Brother Liu, go wherever you want, I can't stop you!"

And at this time, Brother Liu.

His eyes were like swords, shooting straight towards the top of Sanzhipo.

Sanzhi Slope was ten miles long, and his liquid metal sword was also ten miles long. However, at the top of Sanzhi Slope, there was still a wisp of mist left that had not been cut off, floating slowly like a veil.

It was vaguely visible that there was a figure standing quietly in the center of the platform at the top of Sanzhi Slope.

The laughter from before came from this figure.

But he was silent at this time, as if he was in a state of shock.

The figure was wearing a classical robe, with his hands folded across his chest, and his sleeves so wide that they almost reached the ground.

But Liu Di was in doubt because the man was 30 meters tall.

He is a giant who stands tall and proud!

In the white mist, Liu Di vaguely saw him smiling at him.

Brother Liu remained calm and glanced at the people at the foot of the mountain, but saw that everyone was immersed in the shock of himself cutting through the white fog and ignored the giant.

Brother Liu frowned secretly.

Is the Mohist master a giant? Or is this just my illusion? Brother Liu held his breath and looked up again, only to see that the white fog on the top of the mountain was getting thicker and thicker, and the giant's figure was no longer visible!

Mr. Song in the Wangjiang Pavilion whispered to Elder Fanxi, "Elder Fanxi, you are knowledgeable. Can you help me understand what kind of ability this little friend Liu has?"

Fan Xi looked at everything in front of him, and the shock in his heart could not subside for a long time.

He blinked his dry eyes and said, "I have seen some gene users who can create illusions. The scenes they created are unbelievable."

"Brother Liu's ability"

"It's almost like an illusion."

"I have mortal eyes and I really can't understand it. If I have to find a reasonable explanation, then this must be an illusion."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After saying this, Fan Xi smiled bitterly to himself.

Mr. Song looked confused.

Hallucination?

He knew that Fanxi was mocking himself, but he sincerely hoped that this was just an illusion! Because unknowingly, Mr. Song had lost the confidence to suppress Liu Di.

However, Mr. Song's bodyguard Mo Lan bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Song, Mr. Liu's challenge has just begun. You have been at the top of the slope for an incense stick. If Mr. Liu has not reached the top of the slope within an incense stick, you will not meet him and this competition will end in vain. You can declare Mr. Liu incompetent."

"Yeah?"

Mr. Song nodded slowly, but the glimmer of hope in his heart was extremely fragile.

"Mr. Song, don't worry too much."

But Mo Lan smiled again and said, "Do you remember? Last time when Liu Shizi smashed the meteorite, you ordered us to investigate his condition, but he disappeared for a month."

"Mo Lan dares to guess that Liu Shizi's ability to use the liquid metal is the upper limit of his ability. In other words, after using it once, he needs to recuperate for at least a month."

Mr. Song's eyes lit up slightly, and he raised his voice and asked, "Really?"

Mo Lan nodded slightly. "Whether it is a cyborg or a genetically evolved person, their special abilities all come from the power engraved in their genes. We in the Mo family are currently researching it, but there is no conclusion yet. It only has an appropriate name, called mental power."

"But it is undeniable that as long as it is ability, there will be a limit!"

Mr. Song's eyes widened as he looked at Brother Liu's back. He seemed to have found a glimmer of hope and raised his voice again, "Really?!"

Right at this moment.

In the white fog at both ends of the Sanzhislope Passage, a long line of figures suddenly stepped out.

The first bend was filled with hundreds of people.

They were dressed in Mohist robes and had stern faces.

But it is clearly visible that there are round instruments faintly inside their chests under their robes, and there are also precision metal gloves on the backs of their hands. Behind the gloves, there are close-fitting wires connecting to the chest.

Mo Lan smiled slightly, "Mr. Song, these scholars are from the same school as Mo Lan in the Mo family, and they belong to the Shield Sect. The Lorentz force shields in their hands can share the magnetic field within a short distance, and the strength increases geometrically. Without special abilities, Liu Shizi can't break through with his physical body alone."

The next moment.

With a buzzing sound, nearly a hundred Mohist Shield Sect disciples on the plank road shone brightly with their hands, and in the blink of an eye, they released blue shields with a diameter of 3 meters.

Moreover, a substantial electric current connection is created between these shields. Under the interaction, each electromagnetic shield becomes more solid and no longer transparent.

The scene on this section of the plank road was like a row of blue sapphires standing tall. They slightly rotated at an angle and headed towards Brother Liu. For a moment, the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it!

Crack!

The sound of electric currents bursting could be heard in the air!

Not only did these shields look like solid walls, but the electric currents flowing through them seemed to be able to instantly burn anyone who touched them!