His opponent was a second lieutenant officer, which was no surprise.
but!
How can he have weapons in his hands!
This was completely beyond Mu Fan's expectations, because this competition has always been a physical fight since it started yesterday, and never involved weapons.
At the critical moment of the second day's game, Mu Fan fell into a passive position.
With doubtful eyes, Mu Fan stepped forward. At the edge of the No. 60 fighting platform, Mu Fan stopped and stopped moving.
"Candidate No. 1578? Will you join the war?"
"yes."
"Please enter the fighting ring."
"Please tell me why he has weapons first."
Mu Fan pointed with his right hand, and everyone's eyes focused on the fighting stick in the officer's hand.
People saw that although this was just an ordinary training stick, it was too inconsistent with the rules of the game.
oh?
The referee looked at Mu Fan and said casually: "The bye battle is subject to military rules. Weapon fighting is allowed. You can also apply, but only training sticks will be provided."
Seeing the look of disdain on the referee's face and hearing these words, Mu Fan suddenly remembered what he saw on the electronic nameplate before the game started.
"For details of all rules for the final selection stage, please refer to the military arrangements."
Now he finally understands what this sentence means, and he is telling you clearly.
Everything is subject to military arrangements.
So the person in front of me is level 17?
When Mu Fan finally stepped onto the fighting stage this time, he looked at the inexplicable depth in the eyes of the officer on the opposite side and felt something was wrong.
"Federal Second Lieutenant, Tian Qingyun, please give me your advice!"
"Mu Fan, please give me some advice!"
Mu Fan casually took the long training stick thrown from outside the field and weighed it in his hand. It was made of wood and had insufficient weight and limited lethality.
It seems that this is a benefit for the military. A bye cannot be better than a formal appearance, right?
With a horizontal movement of his right hand, Mu Fan carried the long stick directly behind his back with one hand.
The battle begins!
…
In the mid-air platform, the student observation group and the wealthy observation group were still separated on two sides.
However, Wang Nuonuo was missing from the wealthy and aristocratic side today.
After watching a few bloody fights yesterday, I refuse to come back today. In Miss Wang’s original words, watching too much will affect your appetite. Losing appetite will make you look bad.
On the side of the college observation group, the crowd was still busy.
Today is the final round for thousands of people. From now on, the candidates will all have a certain level of strength. The observers with vicious eyes cannot let go of a possible seed today.
The battle for the source of life begins now.
"Instructor Ruan, why are you still paying attention to No. 1578? He has a bye in this round, so what is there to see? If you have this time, you might as well discover other talents, unless you only want him."
"Hahaha, with our Shuguang Academy here, I'm afraid, instructor Ruan, you won't be able to win it."
Ignoring the noise beside him, Ruan Xiongfeng watched the audience quietly.
Is this kid injured?
His eyes were so vicious! He could see through Mu Fan's current state at a glance.
This kid is in a bad state today. Could it be that something happened yesterday?
Also, the officer opposite, why didn’t the military inform the college about this arrangement?
Bald Ruan, who looks rough but has a delicate mind, always feels like something is wrong. This is the extraordinary intuition of a level 25 martial arts master!
…
Mu Fan turned his long stick with his right arm, and his defensive posture was natural.
Now I can only rely on one arm to exert strength, and my movement is very inconvenient, but I can't show it too much, otherwise it is inevitable that some clues will be seen by interested people.
Suddenly Mu Fan noticed that the officer opposite him glanced at his left arm silently. Although it was subtle, it did not escape Mu Fan's keen eyes.
Did he see it!?
How could he aim at his left arm before the fight started, or was it just an unintentional flick?
Mu Fan frowned, he had an intuition that something was wrong.
drink!
The opponent suddenly moved, and the sudden speed made Mu Fan's pupils shrink!
This speed?
How could he be at level 17? Could he be a speed player?
Lieutenant Tian stabbed him with a stick, and the cold wind made the hair on Mu Fan's shoulders explode.
The opponent punched directly at his left arm!
Definitely come prepared!
Mu Fan twisted his left arm to the side, then held the stick in his right hand and pushed it upright.
Parry this attack.
This power?
It's not something you can get at level 17 either.
Lieutenant Tian's face was focused, but his eyes began to jump around Mu Fan.
He's looking for weaknesses.
This game is a bye, and the "Big Devil" was lucky enough to have a bye in the previous game, so not many people paid attention to this.
But who would have thought that now Mu Fan's left arm is almost disabled, and his opponent is not at all level 17 as the military calls it!
He looked sideways at the referee, who looked listless and didn't seem to care at all.
Whoosh!
Mu Fan used his stick to support him and turned around and kicked away the incoming long stick.
The opponent seems to be gradually adapting to his pace?
…
Mu Fan, who was not making any moves at the moment and dodging back and forth, was constantly testing the opponent's strength. There were strange looks in the eyes of people in the audience and in the air.
"This can't be level 17!" Ruan Xiongfeng immediately concluded after seeing Mu Fan retreat after swinging away the long stick on the opposite side.
How could he not tell with his venomous eyes whether this was a real retreat or a fake retreat? Mu Fan's retreat had no focus at all to support it. Then we can clearly draw the conclusion——
Mu Fan's opponent's strength is seriously inconsistent with the propaganda!
When the second lieutenant who called himself Tian Qingyun used his elbow and long stick to perform several special joint skills in succession, Ruan Xiongfeng suddenly exerted force on his palm.
Creak.
The alloy armrest he was leaning on had a handprint carved out of it.
Because he recognized those special moves!
This is the unique skill of the Federal Army Special Guards - the killing skill!
Those initial moves are all about accumulating energy for the later stages. This is also a killing technique using weapons.
What exactly is the federal military going to do?
The Army Special Guard is an elite unit directly affiliated with the military, and the minimum physical level of the soldiers inside is——
Level 20!
Ruan Xiongfeng can commit suicide if he still can't see the truth here.
"I didn't expect that the shady secrets would be spread in this examination room. What on earth is this rotten military going to do! Is it going to kill the genius!"
After thinking about it, Ruan Xiongfeng was about to go out, but found that the 100-meter-long circular private room was blocked.
Looking at the closed door and the evacuated ladder truck, Ruan Xiongfeng, the bald man, had a gloomy and terrifying face.
"Guangtou Ruan, what do you want to do?" A teacher asked when he saw the veteran ruffian over there.
"It's okay." He replied with a cold tone, Ruan Xiongfeng returned to the position where he had just stood, and looked down quietly.
At the same time, he took out Tianxun and pressed a number.
"Hello? Ruan Xiongfeng, please check for me if any members of the Army Special Guard have recently gone to the Amethyst Star in the Fourth Administrative District."
The officer's preparations have already reached the eighth move, and the next one will be the killing move!
As the person involved, Mu Fan felt that the opponent was getting faster and faster, and his strength was getting stronger. It was a bit difficult to resist with one arm?
Suddenly, he saw the officer on the opposite side leaping back with a stick in a defensive posture.
He alternated his hands, and the long stick spun strangely, with the other end pointed at Mu Fan.
At this moment, Mu Fan suddenly remembered that the officer seemed to have been attacking from the previous side when he attacked just now!