The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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Feilong's expression was unusually solemn.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to trust Han Ning.

"Preparation time is over. Now we move on to the coin toss, a test of mental strength," Deputy Leader Qian announced.

"Here it comes, the coin toss!" The Awakened Ones around leaned forward, their faces full of focus.

When Han Ning and Luo Zhen got closer and were only three meters apart, a young man ran over from Deputy Leader Qian's side and opened his palm.

In the palm of my hand lay a coin that shimmered with a silvery-white light.

"If the landing faces up, Wanghu's side will decide to fight first, while the other side will be Tiehu's side. Are you two ready?" the young man reminded them.

In a contest, whoever goes first will undoubtedly be at a disadvantage.

The team that plays later can make corresponding personnel adjustments based on the opponent's lineup, targeting their weaknesses, which gives them a BP advantage.

Han Ning didn't care, since there were only two of them.

"Okay," they both replied in unison.

"Alright, let's start the coin toss!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he gently tossed the coin in his hand into the air. The coin broke through the hail and gale and shot straight into the air, more than ten meters high.

This was Han Ning's first time participating in a coin-tossing competition among awakened individuals in the gathering area, which was quite novel.

He had no experience with this!

The coin used for tossing is just a regular one-yuan coin.

Coin tossing is a contest of mental strength among awakened individuals. Whoever has stronger mental strength can freely control the coin's heads or tails, gaining the upper hand in the battle, which is extremely important.

Han Ning's consciousness was immersed in the world of spiritual power.

Under his control, a wisp of spiritual energy adhered to the surface of the coin, enveloping it.

At the same time, the appearance of the coin immediately appeared in his mind, with every inch of the pattern, the fingerprints, dust, and sweat stains that had been touched, all clearly displayed as if in a three-dimensional model.

He had a feeling that he could manipulate the coin at any time, as if it were an extension of his hands and feet.

As he tried to change the coin's landing point and control its flip, a strange spiritual force arrived belatedly, making contact with the spiritual force that had already covered the coin's surface.

"This guy... is really slow."

Han Ning's thoughts flashed, and he immediately used some of the mental power techniques he had learned from the Origin Clan for inscribing runes. He separated a strand of mental power and brutally stabbed at Luo Zhen's outward mental power.

To Han Ning's surprise, a wisp of his spiritual power completely shattered Luo Zhen's spiritual power, and he could no longer sense the other's spiritual power.

"Hmph..." Luo Zhen's brows furrowed suddenly, and he let out a muffled groan.

The coin landed quickly, tails up.

Under the influence of gravity and strong winds, the coin only took a few seconds to fall to the ground. Everything happened extremely quickly, and the confrontation was completed in the blink of an eye.

"Tie Hu Fang decided to fight one after another."

"What? I didn't see wrong, did I? Luo Zhen actually suffered a loss in the mental power confrontation!" Poison Scorpion, standing next to Deputy Leader Qian, looked extremely shocked and incredulous.

"Impressive... So, in terms of mental strength, Han Ning is even a step ahead of Luo Zhen?"

When Feilong saw this scene, he hadn't really held out much hope that the two of them could fight against the three, especially after seeing that the one he was competing with in a mental battle wasn't Poison Scorpion, which made him even more desperate.

Now, a glimmer of hope suddenly filled his heart.

“We will choose to fight later,” Han Ning said.

...

"It's a truly extraordinary spiritual power, hard to fathom."

Luo Zhen gave Han Ning a deep look, then turned and walked to a spot about 20 meters away from him, and shouted loudly,

"I'm not changing players; I'll play the first match."

The space on the mountaintop is relatively small, with the furthest distance between the two sides being only 50+ meters.

Next, Deputy Leader Qian signaled for Han Ning's side to send someone out.

Han Ning naturally took to the field.

In this way, the mental battle we just had seemed somewhat meaningless.

Luo Zhen raised his hand, and a strange, bloody smell filled the air. Countless tiny fragments of blood light condensed around him, transforming into swirling streams of blood.

"The smell of blood again... It's similar to He Yu's abilities. Is it just a coincidence?"

"So when he said he was enjoying fresh blood, he really meant it literally."

Han Ning's mind raced, and then, a thought struck him.

"Roar!!"

Xuebing, who was lying next to Yu Na, leaped into the air and crashed into the field, kicking up a large amount of mud.

As the soil settled, everyone saw a huge creature with dark red skin.

"Woo!"

Its head is covered with ferocious bone spikes, and its mouth reveals sharp fangs. Its limbs are as solid and thick as mountains, and it extends a pair of thick wings that look like they were cast from obsidian.

As soon as Xuebing appeared, it let out a deafening roar towards the sky.

The dragon's might surged, and the semi-transparent sound waves spread in all directions, causing Luo Zhen's hair to sway gently not far away.

Upon seeing the snow cake, Luo Zhen's expression remained unchanged: "The ability to control monsters?"

"Hiss... What an imposing summoned beast! With such spirit and energy, it feels like it has strength above the Great Black Stone level. It's truly rare. Flying Dragon, who is he?" Deputy Chief Qian looked Xuebing up and down as if admiring a priceless treasure.

“I’m sorry, Chief Qian, I have no information to disclose about him,” Feilong replied.

"hehe."

Deputy Chief Qian smiled faintly, his expression unreadable, then waved his hand and announced,

"The battle begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Zhen's thin body trembled slightly, and the blood flowing around him shuddered, exploding into a thick cloud of blood mist, his figure disappearing into the crimson sky.

The entire battlefield was gradually shrouded in blood mist.

Clack clack~

The next instant, a thin layer of blood-red mist enveloped Xuebing's sturdy feet, spreading rapidly upwards and attempting to erode its skin.

Within the blood mist, Luo Zhen manipulated the blood, forming high-speed shooting blood needles that rained down on Xuebing like a storm.

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Even as the blood mist spread, Xuebing's right claw opened, and its dragon palm clenched loosely.

The ground was churning with mud, and a spiraling, dark brown, flowing wall of earth enveloped the snow cake at the last second.

Puff puff puff~

Thousands upon thousands of blood needles, carrying immense kinetic energy, crashed violently against the earthen wall, producing a dull thud.

In less than a second, Luo Zhen unleashed a series of punches, using blood needles to attack the weak points of Xuebing's body, and through some strange method, successfully extracted some of Xuebing's blood.

As the blood surged in, Luo Zhen's emaciated body instantly swelled, his muscles bulged, and he even grew dragon scales. His strength and speed increased dramatically, and he became as strong as a bear, moving as fast as lightning.

He concealed himself within the pervasive blood mist, silently and stealthily hurtling towards the direction where Xuebing was.

"Blood?"

Han Ning was surprised, and then gave instructions.

"Snow Biscuit, use supergravity to immobilize Luo Zhen!"

Luo Zhen's ability to conceal himself within the blood mist was completely ineffective against Xue Bing, who controlled gravity.

"Woo!!"

Snowcake stretched out its two claws, the thick dragon claws shimmering with a dim yellow light.

Bang bang bang!

Almost simultaneously, the soil on the surrounding mountaintops and plains, including the snow cake, began to sink inch by inch, as if it were under immense pressure.

With a loud thud, the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground came from the right front of the snow cake.

"Mwah~"

Snowcake's brownish-yellow dragon eyes swept over the direction from which the sound came, and it let out an excited growl, raising its right claw and gently stomping the ground with its hind leg.

Its body floated up lightly against gravity like a falling leaf, and between its right claws, soil and rocks coalesced, quickly forming a long and narrow rock spear over 10 meters long.

The enemy is affected by gravity, while our gravity is reduced, which is roughly equivalent to double the acceleration!

Luo Zhen saw Xuebing's rock spear sweeping towards him, and his body twisted violently, trying to break free from the influence of gravity. With a movement of his hands, a blood-red light was brewing.

Wow~

The jets of blood gushing from between his hands acted like searchlights sweeping everywhere, completely blocking the path of the snow cake.

The overwhelming columns of blood crashed down like rivers of blood, corroding everything in their path and filling the air with a strong, pungent stench.

"Not bad..." Han Ningjing watched this scene quietly.

The earth element in the air began to stir violently, and the rock shield in front of Xuebing thickened dramatically, instantly forming a shield wall that blocked the raging blood waves surging down from above.

At the same time, the ground within a radius of tens of meters around the snow cake trembled extensively, and the high-frequency vibrations continuously damaged the ground structure.

The bricks and rocks on the ground, controlled by the power of the snow cake, floated up one by one, like cannonballs, and shot rapidly towards Luo Zhen, who was violently spraying blood pillars.

Above the vast battlefield, rocks were hurled everywhere, the blood waves intertwining with the rocks, leaving behind a series of dazzling trails on the retinas of the spectators.

The scene was spectacular.

Taking advantage of the moment when the rock was pulling the gun line, Xuebing had already closed in to within 5 meters of Luozhen.

The entire battle arena is only about a hundred meters long. Even with the interference of the blood waves, it would only take the snow cake two blinks to get there.

Seeing this, Luo Zhen's gaze sharpened, and he shouted in a low voice, "Blood Shield!"

His body surged with crimson light, and a large amount of blood mist gathered, forming a blood-red shield around him.