Code Zero Nine

"How can it be?!"

Zhao Zihang pushed the staff away and walked over, suddenly stunned.

And this time.

The leaders on the stage came down one after another. When they scanned the sand table and the ordinary fruit in the sand table...

All dumbfounded.

On the fruit, a sand table that they could not be familiar with was carved out in an orderly manner! !

How can this be? !

Han Feng, actually condensed the sand table into a huge building, condensed it to one of the small fruits in a 110:1 sand table!

this…

"impossible!"

Zhao Zihang couldn't believe it, how could there be such a technology in this world! !

He has studied the sand table master.

He knows every skill of the sand table master! !

He even studied targeting and cracking methods for every technique of the sand table master.

However.

Unhappily.

Every time Han Feng used it was a technique he had never seen before!

"you…"

Zhao Zihang suddenly looked at Han Feng and couldn't believe it.

And to this.

Han Feng just smiled slightly.

"you have just…"

Shen He whispered bb.

He didn't see what was happening either.

"What else can there be?"

Han Feng smiled.

Of course he can't have a one-hundred-thousand-one ratio. Is it impossible to think about that ratio? ! This is not a sand sculpture game like the original god, where can the data expand like this by being a sandbox!

He just had a brainstorm and thought of a brilliant idea—water energy is more delicate than the power of sand and dust, isn't it?

So.

What about the power of divine mind?

The power of divine mind is a hundred times more delicate than water energy!

And just so.

He has just learned a legendary skill that brings the fineness, texture, and micromanipulation to the extreme-Divine Soul Slash!

so.

In the dust of the sky, he used Divine Soul Slash to tattoo the fruit in the sand table!

Unparalleled control!

Precise and fine lines!

in this way.

Only now has the micro-carved sand table!

in this way.

Just now have this so-called 100,000 to one!

"..."

Shen He wanted to understand that in the future, he looked foggy.

Soul Slash...

Sand sculpture tattoos can do this!

Yes.

Because it is too small, the bulging lines of the tattoo are almost the same as the proportions of the sand sculptures. This is how Han Feng showed off their faces.

"this…"

"What is this trick called?"

Zhao Zihang's eyes are blood red.

He can bear to beat Han Feng.

He can bear Han Feng mocking his single dog.

but…

He alone cannot tolerate Han Feng completely surpassing himself technically! Able to use the power of sand dust to condense a sand table smaller than that of the water pan division...

What is this concept? !

He knows too well.

And this time.

Han Feng has not yet spoken.

The old leader suddenly said, "I once mentioned by my predecessors that there is a technique called ‘micro-carving’ in the legend that can be carved into a scale of one hundred thousand! It’s a pity that this technique has long been lost..."

"Could it be..."

The old leader looked at Han Feng.

To this.

Han Feng just smiled, "Not bad!"

Wow—

Everyone was shocked.

Compared to what was incomprehensible just now, they have counted them now.

Oh…

It turns out that this is the rumored "micro-engraving" technique! Although they have never heard of it, the leaders of the Urban Construction Bureau said, it must be correct!

Micro-sculpting...

What a mini-carving! !

As soon as this trick was released, the water pan was crushed on the spot!

Because this is not a level of technology at all!

And this time.

Tian Zhijun came on stage and announced the result.

According to the rules, Han Feng scored 100 points in the sand table proportion project, and Zhao Zihang's scores were converted according to the proportion, and finally got 2 points.

"Mini-sculpture..."

"Mini-sculpture..."

Zhao Zihang muttered to himself.

He swears that sooner or later, he will also learn this trick!

Han Feng...

One day, I will be younger than you!

but.

After all, he was the founder of Shuipanshi, and he quickly broke away from the self-pity situation, because he believed in the advantages of Shuipanshi.

…

And this time.

Everyone returned.

The current overall score: 100:102.

how to say?

It's tragic.

but.

Han Feng's strong counterattack has also attracted people's attention.

after all.

What is there to see on one side? !

It doesn't make much sense just to see Zhao Zihang insulting Han Feng. Han Feng began to struggle and resisted, and this scene seemed to be a little exciting.

"I'm looking forward to it now."

"Couldn't it?"

People are excited.

for a long time.

Tian Zhijun announced the third project of professional challenge-sand table confrontation!

The most important parameter in the sand table design is the stability of the chassis!

therefore.

This time according to the design drawing, the two parties each condense a sand table, and then confront each other with a direct impact. The score is converted according to the remaining completion degree of the sand table.

Test direction: The chassis is stable.

Wow—

People's eyes widened sharply.

this time…

It actually collided directly! !

"coming!"

Zhao Zihang was excited.

It's their killing moment again!

Humph.

Weak water tray?

They are ice trays!

When the water is lowered to a certain temperature, it will turn into ice trays, ice sculptures, so, at the same time, condensing the characteristics of water ice, their water trays will only be stronger!

Sandbox collided with them?

Ha ha.

I can't hit you!

only.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Han Feng's more excited look, and he suddenly became frightened, "You are not allowed to move..."

"To shut up!"

Han Feng's face darkened, "I won't lift the table, won't do anything, won't hit you, this is just a purely technical contest, are you satisfied?"

"..."

Zhao Zihang was silent.

Han Feng's skillful appearance is even more worrying.

but.

If Han Feng didn't do it, he wouldn't even think of how they could lose in this project! He trusts his own technology very much.

then.

Game start.

The two parties are united and completed.

Zhao Zihang waited in high spirits as his ice-carved water tray hit Han Feng's sand tray, which was not too stable to look at...

boom!

There was a loud noise.

At the moment when the two sides touched.

Zhao Zihang was horrified to discover that his water tray began to disintegrate from the place where it touched...Unfortunately, it could not hold up a hit of the sand tray! !

boom!

A collision.

The ice-carved water tray shattered on the spot.

"How can it be?!"

Zhao Zihang was panicked.

this…

This is impossible!

They have tested the firmness of the water tray, and even the lowest parameter, far exceeds the upper limit of the sand table master, and exceeds their highest limit!

How can it be…

but.

At this time.

His eyes swept across the front of the sand table. Before Han Feng took the initiative to disband, he vaguely saw a trace of tortoise patterns...

and many more.

what is this?

suddenly.

He remembered the micro-engraving technique just now!

Lost technology...

Tortoise pattern...

and many more.

Could it be, that is the legendary technique of strengthening the sand table-the tortoise shell technique? !

When he was investigating the skills of the sandbox master, he had heard a little bit about it, but because it had long been lost, he didn't care about it. He never thought that Han Feng actually...

Thought of this.

His face was ashen ashes.

"Tortoiseshell technique..."

Zhao Zihang couldn't believe it, "Why do you master so many lost secret techniques?!"

What?

Han Feng was a little confused.

What is tortoiseshell surgery?

He just took into account the characteristics of the little tortoise swallowing elements, and silently stuffed the little tortoise into the sand table, so that the little tortoise was refreshed...

but.

Now that Zhao Zihang has a good name, he can only smile slightly, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

"congratulations."

"You already know how to answer."

Han Feng was pleased.

And this time.

When people heard of tortoiseshell art, they were amazed again and again.

"Another legendary secret technique!"

"Worthy of being a disciple of God of War!"

"Isn't it? Senior Wang returned from the battlefield, he must have mastered countless secret skills, Han Feng is his only disciple..."

People said.

"..."

Only then did Zhao Zihang understand the reason.

Senior Wang...

What a Han Feng!

It seems that this time he has to feel that he is definitely not an ordinary sandboxer, but a sandboxer in the true sense, at the peak of history! !

Thinking of this, he was wary!

so…

If even Han Feng, who has mastered multiple secret techniques, was defeated, wouldn't it be more proof that the Water Pan Master was correct?

"Han Feng!"

"I will definitely beat you!"

Zhao Zihang's fighting spirit is surging.

now.

The record of the two sides has become 200:102!

The sand table masters are all dominated!

And this time.

"So confident?"

Tian Zhijun comes on.

"certainly."

Zhao Zihang exhilarated, "Shuipan Master will definitely win the final victory!"

"Well…"

Tian Zhijun blinked, "But the game is over. In three duels, you lost two games. There is a difference of 98 points. You have already lost."

? ? ?

Zhao Zihang was stupid on the spot.

lose…

Lost? !

Isn't it nine plus one?

Nine times a single comprehensive?

"Gone."

Tian Zhijun said solemnly, "Now it has been changed to two wins in three games."

? ? ?

Zhao Zihang's eyes widened and he almost crashed.

Fortunately.

Tian Zhijun suddenly smiled, "Just kidding, you child, you have poor resistance to stress... You have to find someone who is lighter in the future."

Zhao Zihang:? ? ?

Suddenly it seems to hit someone. What do you say?

If it weren't for it...

"cough."

Tian Zhijun teased Zhao Zihang before announcing the next game.

Tian Zhijun took out the fourth project-sand sculpture showdown.

Among the various parameters of the sand table, the most important one is the sand sculpture! The perfect sand sculpture can make the sand table even better!

so.

The parameters of this project showdown are the exquisiteness, activity, flexibility and strength of the sand sculptures!

"Han Feng!"

"This time, you have no chance!"

Zhao Zihang became excited.

The sand sculptures of the sand table masters can only become better when they reach the deduction level. Before that, they were pure sculptures, which can move when they are most controlled!

Besides…

Useless!

And he is different.

Humph.

In addition to ice sculptures, they can also be turned into water sculptures at any time!

More active!

More delicate!

More powerful!

However, when he looked at Han Feng, he was surprised to find that Han Feng projected a sympathetic and pitying look...

? ? ?

What do you mean?

Psychological tactics?

Zhao Zihang was at a loss.

but.

soon.

At the beginning of the duel, he suddenly knew what Han Feng meant.

Just when he tried to condense a beautiful and imaginary water sculpture, he was directing the water sculpture to show everyone what is flexible and active...

Snapped!

A sand sculpture of a penguin came out from Han Feng. The penguin glanced at himself contemptuously, and then used his thick penguin wings to give himself a middle finger.

Zhao Zihang:? ? ?

However.

This is just the beginning.

After Penguin raised his middle finger, he swaggered to the front of his water sculpture and slapped Ya away.

certainly.

Do you think this is over?

No.

now.

After the penguin flew the water sculpture, he stood arrogantly on the spot, looking at everyone's shocked and amazed eyes, just sneered.

Soon...

Jumped on the spot for a period of Pure Land of Bliss.

leaders:? ? ?

Zhao Zihang:? ? ?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What kind of dance?

and many more.

Dance is not important!

This **** flexibility...

However.

It's more than them!

At this moment, everyone at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com from the top to the bottom of the Urban Construction Bureau, and everyone from the top to the bottom of the Water Element Association looked at the penguin with an incredible expression.

collapse!

collapse!

The penguin finished with a magnificent finish, whistling away.

Hum—

Walking to Han Feng's side, it turned into a touch of wind and sand.

dissipate.

brush!

The world is silent.

People haven't recovered from this shocking picture for a long time.

them…

What did you see just now? !