"I still don't believe it. I can't even kill him in a wheel battle."
"He won't last long."
"Exhaust his energy. If something goes wrong, give up immediately."
Special forces from Japan, India, Vietnam, the Philippines, Indonesia and other countries reached a consensus and stepped forward together to surround the ring.
Wow, He Zhenzhong tore off his torn military uniform and held the dragon tooth head in his right hand. His actions already showed his attitude. He would fight bloody to the end, killing as many as he came until no one came forward.
"superior."
An Indian jumped onto the ring and said, "I'll do it."
After saying that, he attacked He Zhenzhong with his first swing.
The dragon's tooth head passed by with a swipe.
When, sparks flew everywhere.
The guy swung his hand fiercely, circled around, and stabbed He Zhenzhong directly in the chest.
He Zhenzhong turned slightly to one side, moved his body forward, and pushed forward.
puff.
A bloody hole was stabbed in the shoulder. He Zhenzhong didn't even blink as the dragon tooth head on his right hand was stabbed out.
puff.
The guy's body was shaken, his eyes widened, and he refused to accept the offer of injury in exchange for his life.
Bang, He Zhenzhong kicked the guy's body away, turned around and said, "Come again."
A little devil jumped onto the ring in response. Without saying a word, he reached out and touched his waist. Five ninja darts fell into his hands and he waved violently.
Hoo ho ho.
The moment he threw it, he stamped his foot on the ground and shot away. If He Zhenzhong retreated or dodged, it would be an opportunity for him to attack fiercely.
Puff puff.
What? The guy's eyes widened. That guy didn't dodge like this? Isn't he afraid of death?
call.
At the moment when the little devil was stunned, the dragon tooth head in He Zhenzhong's hand came out of his hand, and shot out with a flash of cold light.
when.
The little devil raised his head and broke in response.
puff.
The dragon's tooth head pierced the little devil's throat.
The guy was covering his throat with both hands, his body was swaying, and his face was full of disbelief. What kind of song is this? Why is it so sharp?
He Zhenzhong came over, took out his head, kicked the body away, looked at the people below, "Come again"
Phew, another Indonesian special forces soldier jumped onto the ring, holding a head in each hand, and attacked He Zhenzhong, who was covered with injuries, at a very fast speed.
when.
He left as soon as he touched him. He learned wisely and did not confront He Zhenzhong head-on.
He quickly backed away with a sneer on his face. He wanted to grind this guy to death.
He Zhenzhong stamped his foot on the ground and accelerated suddenly.
So fast? The people below all stared wide-eyed. Is this guy made of iron? Aren’t you tired?
Tired is not even to mention, but his body has been strengthened. Moreover, he basically killed people quickly in exchange for non-fatal injuries, and only half of his physical strength was consumed.
He didn't expect He Zhenzhong to explode again. The guy was caught up in an instant, with a look of panic on his face. The speed was too fast.
He gritted his teeth and resisted with all his strength.
Whoosh.
He Zhenzhong's hand movements were too fast.
"Yeah." The guy yelled, and the head he was holding in his left hand suddenly came out.
Poof, He Zhenzhong was stabbed in the left hand.
His expression did not change at all, and he waved the dragon tooth head held in his right hand.
when.
The knife broke and blood splattered.
Simple, brutal, but quite effective.
Poof, He Zhenzhong pulled out the dragon tooth head that was buried in the guy's neck, kicked it, turned around, and said, "Come again."
However, no one came forward this time.
Eight. In a short period of time, eight special operations elites were killed.
Many people have even noticed that He Zhenzhong's eyes are filled with blood-red color.
His eyes turned red.
In the same way, the courage of these people was broken.
It is true that during the real mission, they can not be afraid of death, but this is an arena, there are still options, they can not die. What's more, there are three other arenas that can be fought, and they don't have to go to this arena to die.
.
Although He Zhenzhong looked covered in injuries and bleeding, no one knew when he would fall, no one knew when that man would reach his limit.
He Zhenzhong was holding a bloody dragon tooth head, covered in blood, standing alone in the middle of the ring, like a murderer.
Above his head, there was a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind, whirring.
"That's the end of the arena competition." The principal's voice came through. He came over with a group of instructors and looked at He Zhenzhong, "Congratulations, middle school student, you won. From the establishment of Warrior School to today, the first
Changing the rules one student at a time.”
"Why?"
"Yes, he is definitely no match for so many of us."
Someone whispered.
"Shut up." The principal had a gloomy face, turned around, looked at the people below, and said, "Don't ask me why, ask yourselves, you know best."
Seeing that those people were silent, he pointed at He Zhenzhong and said loudly: "He dares to throw his life aside, how dare you? To exchange injuries for lives, can't the eight of them not do it? They can do it, but they can't
, because they were afraid of death, and because they felt that there were still comrades like you here, so there was no need to fight with their lives, so they died, but he survived."
A group of special forces soldiers lowered their heads in shame, and no one said anything.
"Also, look, he has fallen into a violent bloodthirsty state. Don't think that he is seriously injured now. Every time there is a wound on his body, he will be a little more powerful than he is now, because he seems to be injured.
Like a ferocious beast, the more injured it becomes, the more ferocious it becomes." After the principal finished speaking, he looked at everyone with a sneer, "Yes, you can kill him. But before that, you can only use your lives to kill him, ten, two
Ten? Who is not afraid of death? I will give you a chance now to come on stage."
The entire audience was silent, no one spoke. Indeed, the three people who took the stage at the back had already proved this.
"Remember from now on, there is no luck or mercy on the battlefield. If you don't fight hard, your opponent will kill you. This is what the Warrior School will teach you, and this is what the eight corpses will teach you.
.”
After saying that, the principal turned around and saluted He Zhenzhong, "In order to protect the honor of the motherland, you fought bloody battles alone and did not hesitate to burn your own life. You are a soldier worthy of admiration."
"Thank you, sir." He Zhenzhong responded with a military salute.
The principal nodded and said: "From today on, your code name in Warrior School will be Death."
"yes."
Looking at He Zhenzhong and then at the eight corpses, everyone felt that this code name suited He Zhenzhong very well.