Chapter 90: You call this understanding technological civilization?

"Boom!"

The doors of the battle room slammed shut.

In the observation room.

Everyone looked at the giant screen once more.

This time, Zhao Qiao was facing an Esper civilization.

Within this Esper civilization, a Ninth-Order Esper King had emerged.

Led by the Ninth-Order Esper King...

Hundreds of Espers charged into the battlefield between the two worlds.

Most of them possessed Seventh-Order strength.

The momentum was immense.

However...

Zhao Qiao gave an order.

From the passage of the Elf world.

Thousands upon thousands of Elves emerged, dense as a swarm.

Led by an Eighth-Order Elf King...

Each of them held an Elf bow and arrow in their hands.

They carried shields crafted from Ancient Elf Trees.

In a very short time.

One hundred thousand Elves had appeared!

Among these Elves.

Sixth-Order Elves made up the majority.

There was also no shortage of Seventh-Order ones.

The vast, surging army...

Gave the hundreds of Espers on the opposite side a fright.

Immediately after.

Led by six Elf Kings...

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

In the observation room.

Everyone saw Zhao Qiao’s tactics...

And finally understood the meaning of his previous words.

"Elves are different from other living beings; as long as their spirituality is not completely extinguished, even if they die, they can be resurrected through the Ancient Elf Tree..."

Chu Tiange gazed at the screen, his expression filled with amazement.

This style of combat...

Was extremely novel.

By using this "strength in numbers" fighting method.

The Elves could fully adopt a strategy of trading wounds for wounds, and lives for lives.

Furthermore.

Zhao Qiao had a total of ten million Elves.

He could absolutely afford the attrition.

But the opponent might not.

Very soon.

Under this frantic, desperate style of play.

The mentality of Zhao Qiao’s opponent completely collapsed.

Even with a Ninth-Order Esper King holding the line...

The battle situation was crumbling.

The Ninth-Order Esper King unleashed their powers wildly, destroying the Elves before them.

But the Elves seemed endless, as if they could never be killed off.

Gradually...

Under the assault of several Elf Kings, the Ninth-Order Esper King began to sustain injuries.

The wounds grew increasingly severe.

Seeing that the situation was dire, Zhao Qiao’s opponent decisively chose to surrender.

"Boom!"

The doors of the battle room opened.

Zhao Qiao walked out from inside.

He looked at the group: "How about it? Is this 'strength in numbers' strategy I researched at a crushing level?"

Chu Tiange revealed a satisfied smile.

Because of Qin Mu’s existence and the stimulation he provided.

This year’s batch of students...

Was the strongest he had led in all these years.

"Well done."

He patted Zhao Qiao on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Subsequently.

He looked at Qin Mu behind him with a face full of worry.

He sighed: "Qin Mu, the next battle is yours. This is a matter of world suppression; you can only blame bad luck. Just do your best later..."

To be honest.

He no longer held any hope.

In the War of Civilizations, luck is often a form of strength.

The suppression of world attributes and cultivation paths...

Has a massive impact on the battle.

However, fortunately...

Even if Qin Mu is eliminated.

With Lin Ge and the other two, there is still a chance to secure a spot in the top eight for Jiangcheng University.

Qin Mu: "..."

He looked at the four people, including Chu Tiange.

Not a single one of them was optimistic about him.

He shrugged.

He said nothing.

He walked straight into the battle room.

As it happened.

Zheng Yao from Qingshan University also arrived in front of the battle room.

Watching Qin Mu’s retreating figure as he entered.

She frowned slightly: "This back... I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before?"

But for a moment.

She couldn’t recall where she had seen it.

She could only put the matter aside for now and followed him into the battle room.

She arrived before the Crystal Ball of the Two Worlds.

And stood on the opposite side of Qin Mu.

With a look of contempt, she asked casually: "You are that Qin Mu who evolved a technological civilization and came to participate in the War of Transcendent Civilizations?"

This time.

She had been placed in Group Nine.

She had thought that in the first round, she would very likely draw one of those powerful opponents.

But her luck was simply too good.

She had actually drawn a common civilization.

It was also the only common civilization participating in this Hundred Schools War of Civilizations!

"I understand technological civilization. Such common civilizations are indeed intricately constructed, but their combat power is limited, and they cannot launch attacks against void lifeforms."

She paused.

Then she continued: "You were placed in the Group of Death, and you encountered me in the first round; your luck is truly terrible. Why not forfeit now and admit defeat early..."

Before she could finish speaking.

She was interrupted by Qin Mu.

Qin Mu raised an eyebrow at her, the corners of his mouth curling up: "You understand technological civilization?"

He hadn’t expected.

That before the battle had even begun.

This Zheng Yao would be trying to persuade him to admit defeat.

And even claim that technological civilization cannot launch attacks against void lifeforms?

More advanced soul-particle weapons, stellar-level thought bombs...

Every single one of them could blast void lifeforms into dust.

In the final analysis.

The understanding of technological civilization in this world was still too limited.

"Of course I understand!"

Zheng Yao snorted coldly: "Technological civilizations use technological creations; how can they launch attacks against spirits that have no physical form? This is a truth known to everyone!"

Qin Mu smiled.

He did not argue with her further.

Instead, he directly reached out and pressed his hand onto the Crystal Ball of the Two Worlds.

Using action to replace his answer.

Seeing that Qin Mu had directly ignored her.

Zheng Yao’s expression turned cold: "Since you are courting death, don’t blame me for being impolite."

Subsequently.

She also pressed her hand onto the Crystal Ball of the Two Worlds.

"Boom!"

Her Spirit World and Qin Mu’s technological world...

Connected in an instant.

A massive battlefield was rapidly generated.

It was one hundred thousand kilometers in diameter.

And on the side of the Spirit World’s passage.

Zheng Yao intended to end the battle quickly this time.

She directly summoned a vast army of one hundred thousand spirits!

Endless spirits poured out from the Spirit World and stepped onto the battlefield between the two worlds.

The scene was terrifying.

Continuous.

Dense.

Overwhelming.

A total of one hundred thousand spirits lined up in formation on the battlefield!

At the same time.

In the observation room.

The battlefield had just been generated.

Lin Ge and the other two, who were watching the battle, were stunned by the scene before them.

"Holy crap! Is this Zheng Yao too heaven-defying? She’s playing her trump card right from the start?"

"Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit; this Zheng Yao is a bit terrifying..."

"One hundred thousand spirits? How is this even fightable? Spirits without physical bodies are naturally in an invincible position!"

"It’s over, it’s over. Won’t he be eliminated in a few seconds?"

"..."

Lin Ge, Li Mingyi, and Zhao Qiao stared blankly at the scene synchronized on the screen.

They swallowed their saliva silently.

One could only say that it was worthy of being the Group of Death!

Only one Zheng Yao had appeared, and her strength was already this terrifying!

Among the one hundred thousand spirit army.

The top-tier combat power had even reached the Tenth Order!

Dozens of Ninth-Order spirits were mixed in among them.

Eighth-Order and Seventh-Order spirits were countless.

With such an overwhelming force, the possibility of losing was almost non-existent!

And behind the three of them.

Chu Tiange stood with his hands behind his back, his face becoming increasingly ugly.

"This is bad. Qin Mu’s Thirty-Three Heavens seems to be specifically targeted at physical creatures..."

Gazing at the live broadcast screen.

He let out a long sigh.

He had completely resigned himself to fate.

Zheng Yao had used her full strength right from the start.

With an army of one hundred thousand spirits riding in their faces.

Even if Qin Mu brought out the Thirty-Three Heavens...

It would be very difficult to turn the situation around.

Technological civilization.

Whether in attack or defense, it was comprehensively suppressed by the Spirit civilization!