Infinite Plane Conquest System

Chapter 41 S-Class Ultimate Assessment
"This test can be stopped! It is meaningless to continue like this." A magnetic voice suddenly appeared in the observation room, and everyone followed the prestige.

"Master Qinglong!" Everyone was shocked. This is the highest level existence in the organization. Usually, with their status, they may not see it once a year. It is the Qinglong guardian, one of the S-level four guardians of China.

Qinglong's whole body is hidden in a large cloak with Qinglong's totem printed on it. His face is handsome and he looks very young. If it weren't for the bursts of coercion unintentionally emanating from his body, he might be regarded as a young college student by others .

"Then next?" Professor Yang asked.

"Let that kid named Long Er directly enter the S-level ultimate assessment!"

Everyone in the observation room gasped when they heard the "S-level ultimate test". No one has ever used this test since it was designed. Come out with injuries.Such a horrific test was directly asked to be assessed by Long Er?

"Master Qinglong! Long Er..." Linna said anxiously, as if she had forgotten the terrifying identity and strength of Qinglong Guardian.

"Don't worry... His strength is more than that on the surface!"

The first test has been stopped, Long Aotian perfectly passed the first test with unprecedented results, and then he was notified to participate in the "S-level final test".

"What! S-level... I heard that no one has participated in this assessment except for the four guardians! It's so scary! Are you right?" Long Aotian was also very surprised, it seems that his strength should be recognized by some big man Well, it would be useless to carry out this relatively normal test again, but the legendary test still made Long Aotian feel guilty.

"No! I want to quickly draw a wave of prizes to increase my strength, otherwise it will be a small thing to be abused, and it will be a big thing to lose face in front of big people! Besides, the eldest sister is still watching!"

Speaking of which, Long Aotian called out his own information to see how much justice he still has.

"Name: Long Aotian"

"Sex: Male"

"Age: 20"

"Skills: Gun Mastery", "Infinite Bullets", "Detective Eye", "Gun Fighting Technique", "Natural Plane", "Sunflower Acupuncture Hand", "Plane Walking (Low)", "Beiming Magic", "Lingbo Weibu"" Mark of Weapons"

"Level: S-Class Master (10810/30000) (The level automatically switches to the same system according to the plane it is in)"

"Plane: Earth (Plane of Reality)"

"Justice: 133 points"

"It seems that you can only spend 100 justice points to draw an intermediate treasure chest!"

"Ding! Spend 100 justice points to successfully redeem the lucky draw treasure box, do you want to use it immediately?"

"Yes!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the passive skill 'Drinking Blood'. Skill description: Any life attacked by the host can be converted into healing energy, which is automatically absorbed by the host to restore the host's physical strength and injuries. The recovery speed and effect are related to the number and strength of life. Proportional."

"I'm going! This is awesome! It's the same as wearing a blood-sucking knife in the LOL game. While causing damage to the enemy, you can draw the opponent's life to replenish your own blood! Great!" Long Aotian did not expect this time. The skills are so good!Although it is passive, the benefits it brings are simply immeasurable!
This time, Long Aotian has been taken to the core of the test center alone, in a test field as big as a football field, the staff said to Long Aotian, "I don't know what will happen next. What, I wish you good luck!" Then he left, leaving only Long Aotian who couldn't laugh or cry.

For the first time, because of Long Aotian, the "S-Class Ultimate Examination" was announced in front of all members of the Killer Organization. Everyone stared at the screen intently, waiting curiously and excitedly for the start of the test.

“测试即将开始！请在此完成两个阶段任务即可通过！准备倒计时：10、9、8、7、6。。。。2、1~开始！”

Then, the gates around the entire venue opened one after another.

"Boom!~Boom!~Boom!~Boom!~" The sound of orderly footsteps came, shaking the ground rhythmically, and countless robots slowly entered the arena neatly arranged.

"Phase [-]! Eliminate [-] mechanical soldiers!"

Long Aotian saw the densely packed robots all pulled out their sharp swords, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"This shit is asking me to play Mowing Wushuang!"

At the same time, the people watching outside were boiling!

"As expected of an S-level assessment! It's hell mode!"

"There are so many robots! Even if you shoot your head with a gun, you still need to shoot five thousand bullets! But look at him, he only has two Sand Eagles!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, let alone kill these 5 people, [-] minutes is enough for me to live!"

"Nimma, just bring me the bazooka in and I'll do it!"

"Why don't you say that you drive a tank in and return the bazooka!"

. . .

In the observation room, both Qinglong and Dr. Yang's eyes flashed, and there was a faint expectation that the previous guess would be confirmed in a while!

Long Aotian thought that his current assessment was at most being watched by the big shots in the organization, so he didn't intend to hide his full strength, so!Let's get started!

Long Aotian raised his two guns, looked at the approaching robots, and pulled the trigger!
"Bang~!" "Bang~!" "Bang~!" After three shots in a row, a robot at a distance of 100 meters opened its head and fell to the ground.While he was causing damage, he found that his mental and physical strength had increased a bit, which seemed to be the effect of the passive skill "Drinking Blood".

"The Desert Eagle only has 9 bullets, and now three shots can kill one. If it is headshot, then two Sand Eagles can only kill 6 bullets in total!"

"As long as he has ten magazines hidden on his body, he can kill 30! Compared with five thousand, the difference is too much!"

Now the viewers seem to help Long Aotian count the bullets as if they were actually there. However, what happened next completely changed most people's worldview.

"7, 8, 9 ~ run out!" Just before one of the spectators finished speaking, the tenth gunshot rang out!

"What! Is this Sand Eagle specially made? Can it hold more bullets?"

"possible!"

Then, everyone continued to count until they reached thirty, and the Sand Eagle in Long Aotian's hand was still releasing ammunition!

"Damn! What kind of pistol can hold thirty rounds! And he's still shooting!"

"Is it because his strength is too high, and we didn't notice that he changed a bunch of bullets too quickly?"

"possible!"

Then, when everyone counted to 150, the sand eagle in Long Aotian's hands was still roaring.

"I'm shit! How many magazines did he have?"

"Did I count wrong?"

"It's unscientific to fire so many rounds without damaging the barrel!"

However, no matter what they think, Long Aotian's two Sand Eagles are still firing there!

(End of this chapter)