The Maka ambassador stared at Qin Ze, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, doing nothing.
There are no two identical leaves in the world, nor are there two identical skills.
The ambassador frowned.
The blue flame released by Qin Ze was so familiar.
The only difference was the color of the flame and some details.
The ambassador spread his palm, and a lavender flame flickered gently.
He clenched his palm into a fist, and the flame disappeared.
The ambassador looked at Qin Ze in the picture again.
This breathing method...
He couldn't help but take a breath.
It was so similar.
Except for some details, the overall rhythm was exactly the same.
The Maka ambassador's face gradually became solemn.
The fire technique was leaked.
It is very likely to damage the core interests of the Maka tribe.
Could it be that the group of rats leaked it?
The ambassador's thoughts flew.
Decided to report the matter.
Although he could not prove that Qin Ze had mastered the Fire Technique 100%, he could prove that he was 70% to 80%.
The director of the Education Department next to him was confused.
He did not understand what was wrong with this alien.
He cried and laughed.
Could he be really surprised by the performance of our genius?
The director of the Education Department nodded slightly.
He gave Qin Ze a thumbs up in his heart.
Young man, well done.
Half an hour later, Qin Ze still hadn't waited for his opponent.
"I am in a dream now."
"If I fall asleep now, will I have another dream?"
This idea is probably impossible to verify.
Because he is very energetic now.
After two hours, Qin Ze finally waited for his opponent.
At the same time, the projection screen outside the alien realm only showed Qin Ze's ring.
Yes, the final of the SOLO competition.
Due to the special nature of the Xuanmeng alien realm, the progress of the competition was very fast.
After all, it was in a dream.
After each match, they return to the dream again, and the players in the dream are still in peak condition in all aspects.
Unlike traditional competitions, they don’t have to rest after each competition.
With the innovation of Xuanmeng Yijing, large-scale arena competitions no longer use the traditional model.
Because of this, the Hundred Schools Competition with thousands of participants can be completed in just two days.
Individual solo competitions usually only take one morning.
Team competitions will take a little longer, lasting until the afternoon or even the evening.
"The two sides of the finals are Qin Ze, a freshman from Haidu Academy!"
"And Han Feng, a sophomore from Twilight Academy!"
"What kind of exciting duel will you two bring us?"
"Let's wait and see!"
The host outside the Yijing introduced loudly.
Qin Ze found that he could see the audience outside the Yijing at this time.
It's quite humane.
"Come on, Brother Ze!"
"Come on, Boss!"
The professional team cheered for Qin Ze loudly.
Except for the fat man who was eliminated in the second round, everyone else performed well.
Huai Xu and Wen Jing were eliminated in the quarterfinals.
Lu Tongtong lost in the semifinals and almost met Qin Ze in the finals.
After all, the people around were all students from Haidu Academy. Although everyone thought Qin Ze could not win the finals, they still cheered for him.
Qin Ze's opponent was a sophomore at the peak of level 2.
No matter how you look at it, freshmen can't get any advantage over the opponent.
However, what they didn't know was...
"Level 3, you are actually level 3!"
Looking at Qin Ze's sudden burst of aura, Han Feng's eyes widened, full of disbelief.
Eighteen-year-old level 3, have you grown up eating Qi Gathering Pills since childhood?
Qin Ze said nothing and decisively launched a bull charge.
The "Iron Mountain Lean" blessed by the Fire Technique directly knocked the opponent out of the ring.
The scene was silent.
Even the Director of Education and the Ambassador of the Maka Tribe were shocked.
Eighteen-year-old level 3.
Not only the youngest level 3 warrior in the history of the human race.
Looking at all the races, he can also be ranked in the top 100.
"Good, good, good!"
The director of the Education Bureau's right hand trembled uncontrollably.
In addition to Yao Yuan, the human race has another peerless genius.
But compared with Brother Yuan Zi, Qin Ze still has a lot of room for improvement.
"Time, it takes time."
The director of the Education Bureau sighed in his heart.
The face of the Maca ambassador became more and more solemn.
This boy is a leader even among the Maca geniuses.
Report, this boy must be paid special attention.
"We are the champions!"
"It's our Haidu Academy again, hahahaha!"
"This junior is really awesome."
"Junior, look over here, the senior has two experiences of going down to the abyss, we can exchange in depth in the evening."
"..."
The scene erupted with cheers and shouts like a tsunami.
When Qin Ze opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in a different worldOn the square outside.
The host raised Qin Ze's hand high: "The champion of this year's Hundred Schools Competition is the 18-year-old third-level warrior from Haidu Academy-Qin Ze!"
The live TV broadcast transmitted this scene to every corner of the mainland.
At this time, the whole world was discussing the youngest third-level warrior in history.
As the protagonist, Qin Ze's heart was calm.
The opponents were just a bunch of scumbags, and they really didn't interest him.
The award ceremony for the solo competition was held together with the team competition.
So Qin Ze's championship reward will have to wait until tomorrow.
Qin Ze straightened his clothes and walked into the crowd to leave the square.
Next, he deeply realized what a fanatical fan is.
"Don't squeeze, you're stepping on my feet!"
"Not senior sister, where are you touching?"
"Just take a photo, don't give me facial cleanser, I can't breathe."
"Brother, I don't like men, thank you."
Qin Ze finally broke out of the encirclement after overcoming all the difficulties.
In the local area network, a group of clones were jealous.
"You are so proud?"
"What's the point of beating a bunch of noobs? A real man should do Virgo."
"Eh~ Such a strong taste."
"Pervert, but I like it, hehehe!"
"..."
Qin Ze said lightly: "Remember, the one standing in front of you now is the only leader of the circus, the chosen one of the human race, the world hunter, the solo king of the Hundred Schools Competition, the youngest third-level warrior of the human race, Mr. Qin Ze."
The King of Law: "It's full, the car can't fit so many people."
In the chat group, after the fairy learned that the champion was Haidu Academy, she mocked the marginal paddler.
This time, the class monitor and others of Shi'an Academy all stopped in the top 16.
After paddling against two waves of lines, he found that he was defeated and turned on the dead mode.
In the evening, the professional team and Qin Ze celebrated fiercely.
Tomorrow is the team competition, and everyone is full of expectations.
The next day, the number of contestants waiting in the square was twice that of yesterday.
There are many people like Fatty who are not good at solo and rarely participate in individual competitions.
Fatty didn't want to participate at first, but later he went to feel the atmosphere of the competition based on the principle of being here.
Huai Xu looked around like a curious baby.
"Boss, look at them, they are dressed so strangely."
Qin Ze looked in the direction of Huai Xu's finger and saw five men and women wearing black night clothes.