At the same time, Jinghui quickly swept up the platform, then quickly took the crown from above, and immediately ran towards the entrance.
But how could the trial be so simple?
I saw Jing Hui suddenly stopped. At this moment, a headless ice sculpture was standing in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself:
"It's really not that simple!"
Jinghui stared at the human-shaped ice sculpture in front of him, and saw him slowly walking to an ice wall, then reached out to look at the ice sculpture!
Jinghui's pupils shrank suddenly because he could hear a click sound. The general in front of him smashed the ice wall with his hands, and then took out an ice gun from it!
Although he lost his head, General Bing slowly turned around. Although his falling head was not far from the mirror gray, he seemed to be able to feel the coldness of General Bing's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Jing Hui immediately returned to the platform and then put the crown back to his original position. He was not stupid. This was a team-based trial mission. The general Bing in front of him could not be dealt with by himself no matter how he looked at it.
Although Jing Hui is very confident in his ability, it is only limited to monks of the same level. General Bing is obviously not as simple as a monk. No one knows what level the monsters generated from this place have.
The only thing Jing Hui knew was that if he could defeat General Bing alone, then there would be no need to form a team in this ex-level mission.
The kind of luck that Jing Hui's heart was eventually gone after General Bing's slow approaching.
It seems that as long as the crown is moved, the Ice General's combat mode will be triggered, and what he does now is useless.
So since that's the case, he had to face the challenge!
The only thing that is thankful now is that at least he doesn't have to face a group of enemies.
clang!
Black light passed by, and a spark suddenly appeared on the ice gun. Jinghui's body fell steadily, but the solemn look between his eyebrows was already beyond words.
"This ice gun is harder than those ice walls."
Jinghui had to concentrate on facing the enemy in front of him. He had just made such a quick assault, but was blocked so easily by the enemy in front of him, which also disappointed him a lot.
The next moment, General Bing was moving!
Jing Hui saw a stream of light attacking him at a very fast speed. He also cried out that the speed of General Bing was not inferior to him at all!
He sideways, and the ice gun just strokes against his cheek. Jinghui even saw a blood bead that was scraped out of his face when the ice gun was instantly pierced. But he had no time to hesitate, and his body quickly retreated. General Bing's subsequent sweep naturally fell into the air.
Jing Hui saw that General Bing did not launch an attack with the attack frequency of a normal person. Every time he made a move, he seemed to have a brief pause. I wonder if this was deliberately set to give them the challengers a chance to take advantage of.
Jing Hui's eyes were always staring at the entrance there. The entrance was not closed, which means he still had a chance to escape from here. The ice crown must play an extremely important role, otherwise one would not be set up to protect this place. Next time he came back, he would be "we".
But the premise for "we" to come is that he can escape safely from it.
As soon as Jing Hui thought of this, General Bing's attacks soon followed one after another!
The spear in his hand quickly stabbed towards Jinghui like a storm! He gritted his teeth and his body quickly retreated backwards. General Bing's stabbing was too dense. How could an assassin like Jinghui take as fast as he did?
Although Jing Hui had made the right choice as soon as possible, he still did not expect that General Bing's movements would suddenly stop.
When he suddenly saw this scene in the process of retreating, Jinghui naturally had a bad premonition in his heart. He only saw General Bing step forward in front of him, and then the tip of the gun was a little bit higher towards Jinghui!
call out!
An ice-blue streamer shot out from the tip of the gun and arrived in front of Mirror Gray in an instant!
Jing Hui's reaction was already very fast, but General Bing's sudden change of move still made him unprepared. He just subconsciously blocked the black dagger!
But I heard no collision sound, and I saw the ice-blue light sinking into the black dagger. Then the crackling sound of icy sound sounded. Mirror gray's face changed drastically, and he quickly threw the black dagger away. This did not cause him to lose one of his arms. Looking at the black dagger, its performance had already formed a thick layer of frost, which was so cold!
Jing Hui didn't dare to pick up the dagger at this moment. The cold air on it was obviously not completely exhausted, and a faint blue light kept hovering on the blade.
Jing Hui was sure that as soon as his hand touched the black dagger, the cold air would instantly invade his soul veins, and his soul power could not resist it!
His expression became extremely solemn. Now it seems that the ice gun in General Ice’s hand may be the strongest artifact!
Before General Bing blocked the entrance, Jing Hui naturally could not bypass him and escape directly from here. He had already seen General Bing's speed.
It takes some time to think about countermeasures in the situation of Jinghui. Unfortunately, General Bing would not give him this time, and that short stagnation did not even have a breath.
Seeing the flash of the blue ice in front of him again, Jing Hui had to keep dodging. He also had his own weapon, which should be able to block for a while. Although it is not harder than the ten thousand-year-old black ice, it can at least resist some damage.
At this moment, the attack distance appeared again. Jinghui had no ability to touch even an inch of the surface of General Bing's body. The ice-blue spear kept waving in front of Jinghui, and the clanging sound continued to sound.
With General Bing's sweep, Jinghui leaned back and then kicked his right foot and moved several meters back. General Bing's offensive finally stopped again.
In this short period of time, Jinghui noticed the status of the weapons in his hand, and saw that all the big and small were pits on it. The whole dagger looked like a chopped kitchen knife, which looked extremely miserable.
He took out another weapon. Although his dagger was still sufficient, he sometimes needed to attack with a flying knife. But it would not be a solution for this long.