On the field, Reinhard looked at Fulvio, his eyes showing a little solemnity.

Even before the fight started, he could already feel the pressure the opponent was putting on him.

And so does Fulvio.

With the referee's order, the battle begins.

But neither side immediately launched an attack on the other.

Reinhard stood there, staring at Fulvio with his tiger eyes, his body already in a fighting posture.

Fulvio, on the other hand, walked back and forth around Reinhardt, like a wolf examining its prey, pacing back and forth, looking for flaws.

The two of them faced off like this for about a minute. Finally, Fulvio couldn't bear it anymore.

The moment he launched the attack, he leaned down like a cheetah and rushed towards Reinhardt. Even without the blessing of psychic energy, his speed reached thirty meters per second!

So fast that you can only see an afterimage!

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Reinhardt and punched directly towards Reinhardt's face.

Reinhardt reacted equally quickly. Despite his size, he was actually very flexible. He retreated slightly, raised one arm to block the door in front of him, and punched Fulvio with the other hand.

Beat him on his waist.

Those fists the size of sandbags will definitely not be much better after being punched.

So Fulvio hid.

When the fist came, his body suddenly changed direction, as flexible as a snake, and he dodged Reinhard's heavy punch in an instant.

It's a feint!

Before Reinhardt could return to defense, Fulvio directly punched Reinhardt in the side.

Hit!

Fulvio's face showed a hint of joy, but the next second, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming, his face turned pale, and he squatted down very quickly.

And Reinhardt's thick arms passed over his head, bringing up whirlwind bursts.

Fulvio's face was covered with cold sweat.

You must know that the armpit where he attacked is where the nerves gather. It stands to reason that if he hits the punch, it will cause cramps in pain. Even if it doesn't work, the posture will be deformed due to severe pain and fractures.

But Reinhard seemed to feel no pain. Not only did his posture not deform, he actually made the fastest and most violent counterattack.

If he had been hit by that slap, given the difference in tonnage, he would have probably flown out directly!

This guy is difficult to deal with!

Fulvio quickly retreated.

And Reinhard also frowned.

The guy in front of him had extremely quick reactions and was faster than him. If his muscle density was not much higher than that of ordinary people, and his pain tolerance was also extraordinary, that punch might have exposed more flaws and knocked him down.

But... Reinhard looked at Fulvio, an expression of excitement gradually appeared on his face.

This is the opponent he wants!

Come on, let me beat you!

Then the two started fighting on the field.

Reinhardt, who has stronger defense and strength, mainly defends and counterattacks, while Fulvio, who is faster, relies on speed to pull against Reinhardt.

Everyone on the field watched intently.

These two are the best among the younger generation. They are only twenty years old and have such fighting skills. Their skills are even stronger than some soldiers, not to mention the strength that ordinary people cannot match.

Therefore, everyone watched with excitement.

Zhang Ye's eyes widened.

He never expected that these two people could be...such good people?!

What speed is this?

He could even help the old lady cross the road faster than this!

So the more he watched, the more helpless Zhang Ye became, while Bai beside him began to doze off, leaning on Zhang Ye's shoulder, his little head moved little by little, which was very cute.

There was no other way. Without the use of spirits, the speed of these two people seemed to Zhang Ye to be as fast as a turtle crawling.

More than thirty meters per second?

Zhang Ye's current speed has exceeded 70 meters per second, and this is without the blessing of hunting desire.

There are also fighting skills, which cannot be said to be too bad, but in Zhang Ye's opinion, there are still many shortcomings, at least in terms of fighting style, they are not fierce enough.

So Zhang Ye was a little disappointed. As expected, the Wuling solo battle was not interesting. He should look forward to the spiritual solo battle in the future.

In this way, the two American "geniuses" fought on the court for more than ten minutes. Finally, Reinhardt seized an opportunity and punched Fulvio in the stomach.

From the beginning to the end, Reinhardt only punched Fulvio once, while Fulvio punched Reinhardt hundreds of times.

But Reinhardt, who had endured hundreds of punches, only had some superficial injuries, while Fulvio, on the other hand, vomited acid and went into shock on the spot.

Just like that, Reinhardt won.

All the American soldiers watching the battle cheered for him, and Reinhardt also raised his arms high, enjoying the glory of the winner.

Zhang Ye pursed his lips.

Are American geniuses like this? That’s not very good...

There were eight more battles next, but the remaining students were basically at the same level as Reinhardt and Fulvio. In Zhang Ye's opinion, they could only be considered average.

It wasn't until the last game, when a handsome blond boy killed his opponent instantly that Zhang Ye got interested.

That boy, named Bein, is seventeen years old.

The moment the game started, he turned into a golden afterimage and flashed past. The next second, his opponent rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.

The speed was so fast that even Zhang Ye could barely see clearly.

It was just a hand strike, with such speed and precise control of the force. It only caused the opponent to faint but did not hurt his life. This alone shocked Zhang Ye.

Sure enough, there are still experts in the United States!

And although the battle process was too short and nothing else could be seen, his speed alone was enough for Zhang Ye to take him seriously.

The burst of speed just now exceeded 100 meters per second. If he hadn't activated his hunting desire, Zhang Ye himself wouldn't be able to keep up with his speed!

So if nothing else, this Bein should be the strongest guy in this exchange competition.

Then something unexpected happened...nothing unexpected happened, today's game is over.

This exchange competition will last for many days, and the Wuling individual competition alone will take two days. The first place in the Wuling individual competition will be determined, and then there will be a half-day rest. On the afternoon of the third day, the spiritual individual competition will begin.

So today’s live broadcast ends here.

"How do you feel?" Ji Wuxin asked with a smile.

Zhang Ye pursed his lips and said, "Only Bein is a bit interesting. The others can only be interesting at most, but not interesting at all."

Ji Wuxin: "..."

What are you doing here and here?!

Fortunately, after so many days of communication, Ji Wuxin also knew that this kid's brain circuit was indeed different from ordinary people.

Just like ordinary people, I couldn't talk to him.

So he got used to it.

So he said: "This Bein also has a military background and is the son of a senior official in the United States."

"How do you know?" Zhang Ye asked curiously.

Ji Wuxin looked at the "borrowed" document in his hand, was silent for a moment, and said, "It's in the news."

"That's it... If nothing else happens, this Bein will definitely attend the International Exchange Conference as one of the representatives of the United States. If there are more of these guys, the International Exchange Conference will be fun.

…”

Ji Wuxin nodded, and then asked: "Do you need me to help you investigate him?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ye didn't pay much attention to it. Even if Ji Wuxin had the means, there would still be great risks in rashly investigating the heirs of high-ranking American officials.

So Zhang Ye shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, I'm looking forward to squaring off with him then. I'm quite optimistic about him, so let's fight in an upright manner."

Hearing this, Ji Wuxin frowned.

Inexplicably, he felt a little unhappy.

Not happy with Bein.

It's like something you don't want to share with others is about to be touched by others.

He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

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Chapter completed!