Chapter 130

"Number 208 is good, focus on follow-up, I like this person's style." Someone in the circular suite in mid-air noticed the bloody fighting scene below, and told the secretary with interest.

Wang Nuonuo glanced down curiously just now, just in time to see this scene, saw the bloody Phil, and immediately couldn't stand up and went back to his seat. The dignified and beautiful face in disguise was quite pale at the moment, Wang Nuonuo patted his chest, forcing himself not to imagine that scene.

After experiencing Phil's scene, no one was in the mood to joke anymore, and the group of people fell silent.

Only now do these teenagers know that when they come here, they can only keep themselves, don't think about unnecessary things.

Exams continue!

Batch after batch.

In Mu Fan's ears, there were constant sounds of victory, and more screams, but in fact, most of them were candidates who were carried away without a sound.

In order to reduce competitors to the greatest extent, all the people who came to power unanimously laid down heavy hands.

Because the damn major just announced a message suddenly.

"This competition sets up a loser's group, and the top 20 in the loser's group will be used for other purposes!"

There is no further explanation, but such a sentence made all the candidates look at the opposite side even more unkindly.

No one wants to be eliminated is oneself!

Pajie came on the stage, this silly big guy actually has impressive strength. His opponent began to show various moves, but with Pajie's heavy punch, the opponent's defense collapsed directly.

Without any fancy moves, Pajie dropped 10 times with one force. This most direct action even won the favor of the referee. When Pajie left the field, he saw the referee nodding his head affirmatively.

Soldiers especially like this kind of strong and strong soldier. This kind of person will be an excellent heavy fireman on the battlefield with a little training.

Mu Fan sat quietly, but still didn't hear his test number.

The next player in the trio was Chester. This young man's movements were quite clever. His opponent looked older, and the appearance of his starting moves proved that he was definitely a veteran with rich fighting experience.

Chester kept wandering around, never giving the man a chance to get in close contact.

After several probing attacks, Chester found that his attack could not cause effective damage to the opponent at all. At this time, the man had begun to gradually approach and compress his movement space.

The boy on the other side had already been angered by this flea-like boy, and he had already made up his mind that he must beat Chester to the ground for a while.

Chester suddenly smiled. He was not ready to fight to the end after seeing what happened to Phil just now. He decided to leave an unforgettable picture for the other side.

The agile young man moved suddenly, and rushed forward, rushing into his arms before the opponent quickly slashed, and then slapped the opponent's face with a slap, and then dodged the attack with a few volleys.

While covering his hot face on the opposite side, Chester charged forward again, taking advantage of his speed to avoid the sinister kick, and another crisp slap.

The opposite side is finally crazy!

Chester smiled, raised his hand to signal, admit defeat!

The young man left a deep impression on the scene in this way. For a while, many people in the circular suite were asking for the young man's name, and they seemed to be more interested.

This young man has already lost, which means that these wealthy consortiums can start robbing people now, and judging by his agile appearance, he is obviously more flexible.

The stunned opponent covered his hot face and looked at the young man who jumped off the stage lightly. Chester had already returned to his camp, chatting and laughing with Eli and the others.

Mu Fan still closed his eyes, he was adjusting his breathing, and now he has entered the state of dark breathing, he needs this state of absolute calm to constantly wash away his growing killing intent.

Eli and the others saw that Mu Fan had closed his eyes for forty minutes and hadn't moved a bit, so they didn't come forward to speak again.

Just now when Phil was beaten to death, there was no wave on Mu Fan's face, which obviously caused their inner estrangement.

"Why are you like this, Chester?" Eli punched lightly.

"I can't help it, but I can't fight like this. Seeing Phil like that, I know that if I can't go on, I must jump out as soon as possible." Chester spread his hands indifferently, and he could still see it when he mentioned Phil. Unbearable flashed across his face.

"Then what are your plans?"

"Waiting for the invitation. Although I have lost the way to go to school and join the army, at least I can have a job to support my mother and sister." Chester's face showed a hint of longing. He had inquired about the inside story here before he came. More in fact, I tend to show myself on this stage.

Someone behind him patted himself, and when he turned around, someone handed him a business card. Chester's face was filled with joy, and it finally arrived.

Eli and Paje looked at the partner who left with a smile, and now there was one less person beside them.

Since entering this huge fighting arena, various small groups have also disbanded and separated in various ways.

Phil's life and death are unknown, Paje won easily, Chester failed but chose his favorite way to leave.

Now there was only him left, Eli didn't care to watch the field, he kept looking up at the surroundings, and then looked down at the electronic nameplate, he was waiting for himself to enter the field.

Suddenly the electronic nameplate shook, and the broadcast followed.

But it was not Eli who set off, but Mu Fan who had been meditating.

"No. 298 vs. No. 1578."

Eli looked at Mu Fan's back with complicated eyes, but didn't speak. On the other hand, the simple and honest Pajie scratched his head and said softly, "Mu Fan, come on!"

Mu Fan turned around with a friendly smile and nodded at the two of them.

What the two of them saw in Mu Fan's eyes was calmness, that detached calm.

From this young man in front of them, they actually felt a sense of calmness and mastery.

There are 8,000 people in the arena, and 120 people are fighting at the same time. No one will pay special attention to this ordinary boy, because Mu Fan's size is not impressive among this group of people.

"Why does that figure look so familiar?"

"Isn't that the pervert we got out of the test!"

However, there were candidates in the crowd who were still in Zone D in the morning. They accidentally glanced at them and found that this young man with extremely abnormal physical fitness had entered the stage so quietly.

A group of ignorant people around them still pay no attention.

"It's him!"

Zhang Yuanren was carefully wrapping the gauntlet, and just after wrapping the thread around his thumb, he heard whispers from around him.

"abnormal?"

He raised his head just in time to see Mu Fan's profile.

"It's him!"

As soon as the thread in his hand tightened, Zhang Yuanren began to stare at Mu Fan's every move.

Mu Fan, who was walking, didn't care about the sight cast by his side. With a light leap, Mu Fan jumped onto the platform.

No. 298 also came onto the stage slowly, a head taller than Mu Fan, with well-defined muscles, wearing only a pair of linen capri pants, barefoot with both fists, and posing in a tough gesture.

Mu Fan stood casually with calm eyes.

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PS: Thanks to the book friend "Mo Yunya" for the reward of 1888 coins!

Thanks to the book friend "Liu Li Yue Zhong Xue" for rewarding 100 coins! Thanks to the book friends "Soviet Armored Infantry" "Under the Blue Tiger Mountain" for 20 coins and "l Weary of the World" for rewarding 10 coins!

(Who has played Overwatch, what should Dangdang say if he is addicted...)