Chapter 3 Wang Jin
The second round of quizzes was easy, everyone who had previously advanced in the first round went up to the big ring and fought until only a hundred teenagers were left in the ring.
In the third round, the teenagers who won the second round stood in a small ring to accept the challenge of the eliminator, lost and were replaced, and won the challenge to continue waiting for others. It's equivalent to a wheel war in a sense.
Most teenagers choose to show their strength directly in the second round, intimidating others and saving themselves from being challenged in the third round and going straight to school. There are also people who hide their strength in the second round and pretend to be pigs and tigers, looking forward to shining when they are challenged in the third round to attract the attention of spectators.
Mo Ying didn't have any tactics, all he wanted was to enter the academy unnoticed. Fortunately, probably due to his own relatively silent aura, few people came to fight him in the second round, only occasionally a few people who didn't have long eyes besieged him together, and he was knocked out of the ring after being knocked out.
Mo Ying's ability is air manipulation, as long as the attacker is not paying attention, he can preemptively extract the air in front of them, so that he can be unconscious from lack of oxygen and coma. So everyone saw Mo Ying standing in place and didn't move much, but the people who attacked him fell one after another, as if they were controlled by ghosts and gods, unspeakably weird and evil. But Mo Ying's weird attack method is naturally not enough in the chaos of thousands of people, there are sword dancers in the big ring, there are fire, and even explosions, looking at it from a distance must be dazzling and dizzying.
This is exactly what you want.
His purpose is to infiltrate the school inconspicuously and then secretly do his job, not to gain the appreciation of the big guys, or rather, he has to do his best not to be noticed by the people on the stage. Therefore, Mo Ying can only choose a relatively low-key combat method, just to stun these children, if with his usual personality, the person who dares to touch one of his hairs will be a fluke.
But Mo Ying didn't know that the king sitting on the viewing platform had been staring at him for a long time.
The big ring is really big, and thousands of people standing on it don't even feel too crowded, and there will be no situations like they can't use their fists and kicks.
The second round was not very technical, and it ended smoothly with a little girl in a pink skirt being sent out of the ring by a huge flower vine, and the little girl looked at the person on the stage who was taking the flower vine back into the palm of her hand, and the pink fist hammered the ground hard.
The next third round is the main event, because I don't know when the challenge will end, I don't know how many people will be challenged, so it will take a long time, extremely physical and energy-consuming, but the academy doesn't know what to think, but instead of giving the children a long time to prepare, only a short stick of incense to recover the consumption of the second round.
There are a total of twelve rings, in order to better let the big shots above, the two closest to the main audience are not used, and the hundred people left in the second round are divided into groups of ten and go to one of the remaining ten rings. The grouping is determined by drawing, and after the 100 challenged people have taken their positions, everyone rests for a quarter of an hour, and the third round begins.
Mo Ying drew the No. 7 ring, he looked around, and soon found the No. 7 ring he was going to, very close to the viewing platform, I don't know whether the purpose of Mo Ying under the nose of the spectators is good or bad, he hoped that the spectators would be dark in the nearby ring, and they couldn't notice him, while walking over.
By the time he reached the ring, there were already seven or eight people standing on the stage, and he jumped up to the platform that was not too high, found a peripheral position and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and resting. His arrival didn't attract much attention from the children who came first, most of them just raised their eyes to look at Mo Ying, smiled at him and nodded, and then focused on adjusting their state in order to meet the next round of challenges. Although there are some children under the age of fifteen on the field now, even if they are usually happy and not calm, they clearly understand what is the most important thing at this time.
A quarter of an hour later, with the sound of Lin Qing, the previous big man, "the rest is over", the third round of tests began.
As soon as the test began, someone immediately put forward a challenge, everyone present is the pride of the sky, are the characters who do not admit defeat, in the second round of the game, there are many people who are besieged and fall out of the ring, how can they admit defeat, for a while, except for the teenager who shined in the last game and a girl who has the ability to kick hundreds of people in succession is a fire, no one has challenged, almost everyone has received the challenge.
Ten people in a ring stand in a circle facing outward, each accepting the challenge and starting to fight, without interfering with each other, if anyone wants to challenge, just jump into the ring and stand in front of the challenged.
Standing in front of Mo Ying was a young man covered in armor, and the young man was holding a giant sword that looked extremely heavy, which was larger than the young man's body, but it seemed to be nothing in the young man's hand.
"My name is Wang Jin, and my ability is the armor on my body and the sword in my hand."
The armored young man smiled at Mo Ying, and bowed to Mo Ying with the huge sword.
"Mo Ying, air control. Mo Ying truthfully reported his name and ability, and bowed to him like Wang Jin, and looked at Wang Jin after getting up, the corners of his mouth hooked up a slight arc.
He has an inexplicable good impression of this Wang Jin, as if the two have known each other for thousands of years and should be the closest friends. So Mo Ying unconsciously softened his attitude towards Wang Jin, and even gave Wang Jin, the person with a white light on the collar, a smile, although the smile was subtle If you don't observe it carefully, ordinary people can't find it.
"So, shall we begin?" Wang Jin asked Mo Ying out loud, and after receiving a nod from the latter, he roared and slashed the giant sword in Mo Ying's direction.
Mo Ying looked at the roaring giant sword, with a hint of amazement in his eyes, what a good ability, a natural warrior. Immediately, his toes tapped lightly, but he left Wang Jin's attack range at an extremely fast speed. Resisting the wind, the second use of air manipulation, manipulating the rapid flow of air to form an air current, Mo Ying just used the wind force to make his body become erratic and extremely fast.
Then it was the same move that suffocated Wang Jin with air extraction, but this trick had a drawback, it would take a while to make people completely unconscious, and Wang Jin, who couldn't breathe at this time, still had the instinct of a warrior, and danced the big sword with red eyes. Mo Ying could only dodge a few times, and at the same time let the air flow quickly in front of Wang Jin, rushing Wang Jin down the ring like a hurricane along with his giant sword.
I don't know if it was because Mo Ying didn't completely suffocate it just now or because of his own strong recovery, Wang Jin stood under the ring for only a short time before it was completely back to normal, he looked up at Mo Ying on the stage, still showing the same big smile as before, Yao Yao hugged Mo Ying, and said loudly: "Brother Mo is so capable! I admit defeat, I hope to fight with you again in the future!"
After speaking, he simply turned around and walked to the other rings without looking back.
Mo Ying looked at Wang Jin's back, and there was a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes. This person can be a friend.