didn't wait long, a man wearing a suit on his upper body, beach pants and slippers on his lower body, sunglasses, a cigarette, and a man with an aura of hatred walked in from the gate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the man entered, the only door to the hall behind him was closed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Blake, and I'm the examiner for the first of the Hunter Test, and of course maybe your last," the man said, glancing at the people present, and seeing that all of them were focused on him.

"The content of the exam is very simple, I like to be simple and rude, that is, I will single out all of you," the man said in a very calm tone while holding a cigarette, "Of course, if it is a simple heads-up, it will be too unfair to you, so adding a few rules can be regarded as giving you a little chance,

First, the time limit is thirty minutes.

Second, I had a lot of contact with me, and that contact included weapons and clothing.

Thirdly, the one who knocked me to the ground was awarded 100 points.

Fourth, when the thirty minutes are up, the score of the candidate who falls to the ground will automatically be zero.

Fifth, when the thirty minutes are up, the test takers who do not have a number plate on their bodies will have zero points.

Sixth, when the time is not up, I can't fight, or when the time is up, the top 36 points advance to the next round.

Seventh, please put your number plate on your chest, the score is only counted on the number plate on the chest, the right card is not the right person, a person can have multiple number plates.

First, there are no restrictions during these thirty minutes, you can use any method and do anything.

By the way, the scorekeeper is her, and the points will be projected on the wall behind you. The man gestured to the staff who were handing out numbered badges to everyone at the door.

The staff member nodded politely to the crowd, sat in a chair, held a pen and notebook in his hand, and looked at the crowd, and there was a projector in front of the staff, right facing the wall behind them,

"It's 8:59 a.m., it's a minute faster, forget it, we'll start at 9 o'clock on time." The man said, looking at the clock hanging on the wall of the hall.

Xingchen listened to the man's words, looked at the number plate pinned to his chest, and silently blended into the crowd.

After listening to these rules, Xingchen could really only say that this rule was simple and rude for this examiner, he only needed to be responsible for beating the examinee and snatching the number plate on the examinee's chest.

But what about candidates? If candidates want to score, they can only fight against the examiner, well, compare the strength of both sides, most candidates should rely on their own strength to resist the examiner's attack to get points through physical contact, or, by snatching the number plate of the person with points to get other people's points.

Internal and external troubles.

Xingchen sighed, in this case, it was impossible for everyone to work together to deal with the examiner.

According to what he observed before, Xingchen estimated that his combat power was the top among this group of candidates, so Xingchen was not in a hurry, as long as he was careful with the examiner and did not clash with the examiner head-on, he would win.

Most of the 440 candidates in the hall had taken the hunter test before, so they generally understood what the examiner's strength was, so they wouldn't choose to fight the examiner until the end.

Now the initiative is all on the examiner, he chooses who to attack, if the number plate of the attacked person is not snatched by the examiner, then he will become the target of other candidates, if it is snatched, then he will attack other candidates.

Ding Ling Ling Ling ......

The hour hand on the wall points to nine o'clock.

"Are you ready?" Out of nowhere, the examiner took out a long whip and swung it twice in the air, making a chilling sound.

All the candidates watched the examiner warily and prayed in their hearts not to target me.

"Then I'll get started." With a wave of the examiner's hand, the nearest candidate was drawn into the sky, and a row of words "No. 219, 10 points" appeared on the wall.

The crowd began to be chaotic, and no matter which side the examiner rushed towards, the people on that side immediately retreated, and the few who were confident in their own strength and a few who stood too far forward and were pushed out by others to escape, tried to attack the examiner. Of course, the result is that they are all knocked away, the difference is that they are only pumped after a few tricks.

Even if a few of the people who were shot down could still stand up, they could not keep their number plates under the attack of others.

Among them, the stars who get the most number plates are of course mixed in the crowd.

Xingchen's figure was already very thin, especially in this group of strong candidates, he was almost submerged in the crowd and couldn't see his head, so Xingchen took advantage of this and took the number plate that others snatched and put it in his pocket.

Yes, the rules only say that you should put your own number plate on your chest, but it does not say that you should also put someone else's number plate on your chest, which many people have discovered.

Xingchen now does not count his own eight number plates, the highest of which is number 96, which ranks sixteenth on the wall standings with 230 points.

This one of those people who is very confident in the practice he has done over the years has persisted in 23 moves under the whip of the examiner, and almost attacked the examiner.

Twenty minutes had passed, and there were less than a hundred people still on the field, and the examiner's attack had subsided, and the next thing was the struggle between the candidates......