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Chapter 82 Tenth Floor(2/2)

The next moment, the air shook, and a swarm of black insects flew over.

Thousands.

"Zerg!"

Jiang Ming's pupils shrank.

This is the greatest enemy of mankind.

Not only are they in the air, they are also on the ground, sweeping in from all directions.

"There are not many generals, maybe twenty or thirty, but if you can't fly, how will you deal with it?" Jiang Ming thought about it.

The terror of the Zerg lies in their diversity of numbers and abilities..

Boom!

There was a sudden vibration under his feet, the soil collapsed, and he was about to fall in.

Jiang Ming rose into the air and looked down. He saw some soil beetles, ground-boring insects, etc.

Up and down, on all sides, they are surrounded.

"If you are completely surrounded, a peak general will definitely die. If you can't fly, you can only fight out and fight in a roundabout way!"

Jiang Ming was not in a hurry to take action, but at this moment, a strange force swept over and hit his heart directly, making him frown: "Zerg's spiritual attack!"

In his mind, the soul beads rotated, blocking dozens of fused spiritual powers.

However, his expression also changed. With this kind of attack, it would be extremely difficult for a strong warrior to pass this level. Even a warrior who had just stepped into the silver level would probably suffer from hatred.

"It's time!"

Jiang Ming raised his hand and pressed down. The bugs, which were as small as puppies, fell like raindrops, then exploded into clouds of blood mist.

Under gravity, everything is unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, they all died.

"A single insect beast is very fragile!"

Jiang Ming thought and stepped onto the tenth floor.

His ranking also jumped to tenth place in an instant.

Many students in the base were shocked, but thinking of his ability, they calmed down a little.

"Can he get through this level?"

Pan Yao couldn't help but walked out and came to a display screen in front of the restaurant.

A lot of people have gathered here.

"Only two people have passed this level. Can he do it?"

Qin Hao, who had already arrived here, couldn't take his eyes away.

"It shouldn't be possible, right? At the last level of the Bronze Babel Tower, everyone except An Ran and Dongfang Sheng were filled with hatred!" Chu Feng shook his head.

"It's hard to say, after all, he is good at attacking in groups!" Qin Hao said.

Just looking at Jiang Ming's name, it's a little complicated.

At this time, not only the students, but also many teachers and some battle leaders could not help but pay attention to the changes in rankings.
Chapter completed!
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