The senior observer of the Federal Dawn Academy was flushed with excitement at this moment, pounding the table and shouting:
"We want this candidate No. 4919! We want it at Shuguang."
"You are so shameless, why don't you just say that this is your Shuguang's special move?" The voice of Yin Checha came, making the senior observer's face change. He turned around and was about to reprimand, but when he turned around, his face changed.
His expression changed again.
"Hey, isn't this Instructor Ruan? I love my talents so much. How could I be so domineering and say that this is our special move at Dawn? Let's compete fairly and give the candidates a fair chance to choose, right?"
Bah, the older you get, the more shameless you become. You were right. The observers from several nearby colleges now unanimously support Ruan Xiongfeng.
All the good seedlings have been given to you. What else do we want? You choose this good one, and you also want that good one.
Are the colleges in your capital so overbearing?
No more shame!
Ruan Dabald, who successfully created a wave of rhythm, retired with great success.
Now the commotion behind the scenes has begun.
Tsk tsk, you can choose whichever one you want. It seems like I should contact Mu Fan in advance?
Ruan Xiongfeng, who was stroking his chin, returned to the guardrail and looked at the young man standing quietly in a long-sleeved coat below.
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Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
With his eyes wide open, Mu Fan was quite curious about the handsome young man who had just gone down. He could actually use his thoughts to use the four spheres to a superb degree, and his attack power was also impressive.
It's really not simple.
The number of people in today's game was only one-eighth of yesterday's, and the speed was very fast.
When the game here was still unfinished, the electronic nameplate in Mu Fan's hand was shocked again.
Me again?
"Candidate No. 1578 vs. Candidate No. 7100."
I squeezed slightly with my left hand. Although my body recovered quickly and I could clearly feel that it was much better than before, I'm afraid I still can't exert force now.
Cover your pockets with both hands to minimize suspicion from others.
Mu Fan smiled and nodded with Pajie before taking the stage.
When he took the stage, he suddenly discovered that this person was the one he had paid attention to before.
Sure enough, the closer the game gets to the end, the more elite the remaining players become.
The boy was not wearing a coat this time, but only a horizontal-striped T-shirt.
Mu Fan had a strange expression on his face. Although...he had never worn such new clothes before, but...why was this clothes so weird on this tall young man?
Well, I was wearing shorts... and then I tucked my T-shirt into my shorts, leaving a corner of it exposed.
Looking further up, I saw the proud look on the young man's face.
His eyes kept pointing to his chest.
Chest?
Isn't it that T-shirt?
Seeing Mu Fan's eyes notice his beautiful T-shirt, the tall and somewhat naive young man grinned.
When he laughed, Mu Fan was really speechless. This young man may not be the same in size, but his naivety is definitely on par with Pajie.
"My name is Duke!"
The tall young man smiled friendly at Mu Fan.
Um?
Quite interesting.
"Mu Fan."
"I know you, you are very powerful, but I will not admit defeat!"
Mu Fan was finally amused by the tall man of the same age in front of him, "I won't admit defeat, come on!"
Duke geared up and aimed at Mu Fan in a half-hunched posture.
Seeing Duke's starting move, Mu Fan was originally careless, but he was surprised to find that in his mental perception, there was a rock in front of him!
A seamless defense?
Seeing that Duke had no offensive attitude, Mu Fan punched him straight towards him.
Level 20 power!
The first trial.
Seeing Mu Fan's offensive action, Duke touched his arm and formed a wall that stood firmly in front of him.
Bang!
Mu Fan was actually bounced back.
He really hit the opponent just now, but it was like... hitting the strength tester. Apart from a shock, there was no other reaction.
The young man named Duke in front of him tilted his head and glanced at himself.
"Awesome!" Mu Fan praised sincerely.
"Hey, come again."
He was told by his opponent to come again, and his competitive spirit couldn't help but arise.
The muscles of his right arm bulged, and blood vessels began to squirm under the skin, but the coat was well-protected, which just gave people the feeling that it took a long time to accumulate power.
Tongshiquan!
The move he had learned before was used again, and the arm twisted behind his back was already tense and charged to the extreme.
Punch!
The punch struck with rapid rotation and a sound of breaking through the air.
People paying attention here can't help but open their eyes.
This kid used such powerful fighting skills when he first came up. What does that mean?
It means that the silly boy opposite is an opponent of the same level!
A group of people became interested again and began to order their subordinates to search for information.
The errand runners couldn't help but complain, why do these nobles start desperately collecting information every time they watch something exciting? You obviously haven't reviewed the last information given to you, okay?
Unfortunately, the work that needs to be done still needs to be done.
Ruan Xiongfeng, who was looking at Mu Fan from the high platform, was delighted. Now he was in for a good show.
Seeing Mu Fan's shocking punch, Duke suddenly raised his chest proudly to meet it!
What is he going to do?
The opponent's move was beyond Mu Fan's expectation.
But the punch was so fast that it was too late to change his moves.
A heavy punch hit Duke.
No, it's not the chest, but the waist and abdomen.
Because there is no bone texture at all, I can only feel that my fist is constantly rotating and rubbing against the steel-like muscles.
Suddenly, the muscles in front of his fist were twisted together, and then the speed of his fist was suddenly stagnated and stopped.
Looking up, Duke grinned.
"I won't admit defeat."
Mu Fan: "..."
You are so powerful that you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The most important thing is that you are not pretending to be stupid...
Now Mu Fan felt like he had met an extremely durable warrior who didn't even know what pain was, and his level 21 power had no effect.
"You come and hit me!"
Mu Fan suddenly spoke.
Duke looked stunned for a moment, then said sheepishly: "Then I'll fight."
First he punched out, and then came an overwhelming barrage of punches and kicks, completely unorganized.
Mu Fan calmly deflected the opponent's punch with his right hand, and then discovered that the opponent's punch was only about level 16.
Why is it so weak?
"Help!"
"I've already tried my best!" Duke said with certainty.
Is this the full strength of the opponent?
Why is there such a big gap between strength and endurance?
He has not yet felt the upper limit of the opponent's tolerance.
The people around who noticed this thought the scene was a bit funny. The two of them were going back and forth for a long time, but it had no effect. No. 1578, who was called the "Big Devil", did not gain any advantage over his opponent.
Now neither party has received any effective damage.
I can't delay it any longer.
Mu Fan, who had already stood still, glanced at his left arm without leaving any trace. He had to give his arm enough chance to recover.
Then, I'm afraid I can only use that trick.
He raised his head slightly and glanced at the opposite shoulder with sharp eyes.