Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

It's not that they are weak, but Zhang Jing has a ten-star divine power aptitude, and his magical power has been enhanced once by the Seven Temples of Xuanwu. Whether it is attack or defense, it is not at the same level as them.

"Stop him! I'll output it! Divine spell, acid storm!" Zhu Ling yelled, raising her hands high, her divine power condensing the raindrops, and a large number of green water droplets gathered in the air.

Cheng Zhenyu also shouted in a low voice, "Divine art! Ivy bound!"

The green vines formed by divine power grew from the ground, just binding Zhang Jing's ankles.

Acid raindrops crashed down.

Seeing this scene, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

broken!

There was a strange expression on Zhang Jing's face.

Acid storm?

If he remembered correctly, this divine spell does have a lot of damage, but most of the damage comes from acid.

And he happened to have "All Poisons Are Invulnerable" on him at this moment.

The raindrops fell to the ground like grenades exploding one by one.

The green gas overflowed, making people cough uncontrollably.

The closest people to Zhang Jing, Chang Boyuan and Lu Zuan, were directly affected by the counter-shock force, causing severe pain all over their bodies, and backed away again and again.

Fortunately, they haven't reached the "death" standard yet, and haven't been sent a position.

Sun Yongyang was a little unlucky, as a lot of raindrops fell on him.

Bang Bang Bang!

Sun Yongyang flew out directly, was shrouded in white light in mid-air, and left the field helplessly.

Shen Yuren smiled triumphantly.

Zhao Qingshan, Tang Hongying and others were concerned.

"That's a magical technique that can only be comprehended by the acid rain cloud monster of the six-star race. This Zhu Ling is really extraordinary."

Shi Gongyu sighed slightly.

Acid storm can almost be regarded as the best offensive magic that can be comprehended by intermediate races.

The range is large, the damage is high, and it is also corroded by acid, which can reduce the defense and slow down at the same time.

The only disadvantage is that it takes a long time to sing and consumes a lot of divine power.

Even if Zhu Ling is already a seven-star demigod, her divine power is only enough to unleash an acid storm once.

"The ivy restraint that Cheng Zhenyu used just now can only be comprehended by the six-star race Ivy." Tang Hongying said helplessly.

"Can Zhang Jing stop it?" Zhao Qingshan was also beating drums in his heart.

He knew that Zhang Jing was very strong, but he didn't know how strong Zhang Jing was.

Shen Yuren smiled and said, "Zhang Jing was charged at the same place first, and was enveloped by most of the acid storm. If they were not in the arena, Zhang Jing would be dead now."

The students in the No. [-] Middle School cheered happily, as if they had already seen the victory.

The students in No. [-] Middle School were gloomy, as if they were doomed to fail.

Qian Haicheng had already left the stage. He sat in the audience and sighed, "Another year of failure."

When I saw Zhang Jing killing all directions just now, even though he didn't like Zhang Jing very much, he still hoped that Zhang Jing could lead the students of No. [-] Middle School to victory.

But now, Zhang Jing was arrested first, and was shrouded in a large-scale damage magic, so it was almost impossible to survive.

Zhang Jing's failure also meant the failure of this team competition.

However, there was no white light in the acid storm.

That figure is completely unafraid of the raindrops of acid liquid all over the sky!

Howling wind, acid erosion, no scruples!

Zhang Jing smiled and said, "It's under control, but it's useless."

The next moment, he cut off the ivy that bound his feet, and his whole body was like a racing truck rushing out of an acid storm.

The blue veins on both arms popped up, like a raptor.

Power surged, and the halberd smashed.

boom!

Zhu Ling had already exhausted all her divine power, so she never expected Zhang Jing to come out of the acid storm alive.

She was hit directly on the head, and the pain hit her.

The arena judged that if she took this blow, she would definitely die, and white light immediately surrounded her, blocking the blow for her, and forced her to leave the arena.

Cheng Zhenyu was shocked when Zhu Ling fell down.

But just as he was concentrating his divine power to prepare for a counterattack, Zhang Jing threw an earth hammer at him.

boom.

Cheng Zhenyu was smashed to pieces.

He is not like Zhang Jing, who has super defensive power.

One hammer is enough for him to stare at him.

Zhang Jing added another halberd, and Cheng Zhenyu also left the field.

Without these strongest seven-star demigods, the rest were defeated by Zhang Jing like chopping melons and vegetables.

Finally, thirty minutes later the dust settled.

No one from No. [-] Middle School survived in the arena, but there were still ten people from No. [-] Middle School.

A big win!

Zhao Qingshan stood up abruptly, raised his arms and shouted, "Beautiful!"

Shen Yuren's complexion was extremely ugly.

Lost.

Actually lost!

And it was really lost in the hands of Zhang Jing!

The students of No. [-] Middle School hugged each other and wept.

Excited and joyful!

On the other hand, No. [-] Middle School was very happy just now, but now it's as if a bucket of ice water has been poured on their heads, and everyone is downcast.

Zhao Qingshan smiled happily, and smiled towards the audience in the north, "Captain Pang, you should have seen the whole battle."

Chapter 48 Are you going to show it off with me?This...does the loser have to change gender?

Pang San stood up from the crowd, "I've recorded the whole battle, the No. [-] middle school won, and I will send the corresponding resources to the No. [-] middle school soon."

Zhang Jing walked out of the arena, slightly surprised.

The Combat Division actually sent Pang San to witness the friendly match.

Aren't you afraid to scare the people?

"Okay, students, take a break first, and the individual competition will be held in half an hour." Zhao Qingshan said triumphantly with all his strength.

As soon as Zhang Jing walked out of the arena, he hurried to Zhao Qingshan.

He coughed lightly, "Principal, is there any reward for our team victory?"

Tang Hongying and the teachers beside her all twitched their mouths.

There will definitely be rewards, but this is the first time we have met someone as straightforward as you.

Zhao Qingshan was not angry, instead he laughed and said, "Of course, I have already seen that you have defeated 38 people in the team competition, the school will reward you with [-] Faith Orbs, and you will be hit soon account."

Zhang Jing smiled with satisfaction.

"Student Zhang Jing, what are your goals for the next individual competition?" Zhao Qingshan smiled.

Zhang Jing said seriously, "I didn't have any goals at first, but the first place can get a seven-star race card and a glimpse of the seven-star spring, which are very useful to me."

Zhao Qingshan nodded again and again, "Okay! If you can get the ranking, the school will give you extra rewards, so you can go for it with confidence!"

Zhang Jing's eyes lit up, "Can you reveal in advance, how much is the extra reward?"

Zhao Qingshan glanced at Tang Hongying, "The top ten will be rewarded with an additional [-] Faith Orbs, the top five will be rewarded with [-], the top three will be rewarded with [-], and the first place will be rewarded with [-]!"

Zhang Jingshen took a deep breath and immediately felt high fighting spirit!

"Principal, don't worry! No one can take this first place away, I said so!"

Intermission time.

The students from No. [-] Middle School all approached Zhang Jing and surrounded him warmly.

Everyone could tell that it was Zhang Jing who led the team to victory.

Even Lou Xinxin, Liu Zhenyu and others, who had some rifts with Zhang Jing before, couldn't help but praise.

Soon, the individual competition kicked off.

The individual competition is divided into two parts. The first is the melee of all the contestants, and it will not stop until there are only 32 people left on the stage.

Believers are not allowed to be used in melee, only magic spells and artifacts can be used.

The 32 strongest players began to draw lots to determine the final champion.

The melee is nothing to speak of.

It is actually similar to the previous team competition.

With Zhang Jing here, No. [-] Middle School has an overall advantage.

However, Cheng Zhenyu and Zhu Ling also absorbed the previous lessons and huddled together without giving Zhang Jing too many opportunities.

In addition, the arena is bigger than before, the terrain is more complicated, and the role played by one person is smaller than before.