Text Volume 1 Under the Neon_Chapter 567 Wenting

At ten o'clock, all the troops who came to participate in the competition arrived.

Dozens of elites from various special forces across the country gathered together and were angry.

There are old opponents who have fought in previous years, and there will be sparks when they only collide with each other.

Zhou Qing was inconspicuous in the crowd, and he found a few more acquaintances between his eyes.

Pi Wenbin, the company commander of 274, Fang Lingyu, the doctor in the infirmary, and Wu Jianming, who wore a colonel's epaulette on his shoulder.

Wu Jianming has a good status and is seated in the second row next to the leader's seat.

There are also limited places for those who come to watch today's game, such as 274, and only two places are given. More people came from the leaders of various special forces, and some seeded players.

The special forces competition is the most prestigious competition in the domestic military region, and there are many masters. Those who are interested in watching the game will definitely gain a lot.

In addition to stimulating the enthusiasm of training, the purpose of the competition is to allow these top combat forces to have a serious exchange.

The format is similar to that of the military region, and it is extremely simple.

Take the way of drawing lots, and face off in pairs. If you win, you will advance, and if you lose, you will be eliminated, and there will be no second chance.

The rule is that there are no rules, bare-handed, and it is forbidden to hit the temples, eyes, crotch, throat and other parts. One side admits defeat or loses combat power for the end.

This is contrary to the purpose of special forces training, because the purpose of training is to hurt people. However, if the army wants to hold a serious event, the first guarantee is that there are no casualties. All things considered, the vicious style of play was given up in the game, and it was more inclined to be enjoyable.

It is not a secret that the special forces fighting competition has been held several times, and the rules have been set after they have been perfected. But Yu Xiaojun still spoke again in front of people with a loudspeaker.

After finishing speaking, I respectfully asked an old man in the front row with gray hair and about 60 years old, and then asked someone to bring the lottery box up.

Zhou Qing noticed the old man because of Yu Xiaojun's actions.

Fu Yuansheng, the deputy commander of the military region, is a figure who stomps his feet and shakes the entire domestic military region a few times.

The people around him are also the top figures in each military region, and they are also the judges of the competition.

In the event of a stalemate, they have the right to decide who wins and who loses.

Wu Jianming had been trying to compete for a judge's seat before the start of the competition, but unfortunately, he couldn't squeeze in the three places of the Kyoto Military Region, so he could only settle for the second seat and be an ordinary audience.

?? And as the box was brought up, the Kyoto Military Region was enveloped in a serious atmosphere, which meant that the game was about to officially begin.

Five hundred and ninety-eight people, each of whom will get a number.

Start the race from the number one, which corresponds to the number 598.

That is to say, whoever draws the number one will be the first to enter the ring, and the opponent is number 598. By analogy, the opponent of No. 2 is No. 597, and the opponent of No. 3 is No. 596......

There were more than 500 people, and the draw took less than ten minutes.

After getting all the numbers, Yu Xiaojun simply said: "No. 1, No. 598, out of the ranks!" ”

Zhou Qing spread out his palm, glanced at the number in his hand, smiled, and then walked to the ring.

This is about the same as the odds of winning the lottery, although he drew not the number one, but the number 598.

But it doesn't matter, it's easy to finish the first round early.

It's no surprise that after this fight, the qualifiers will start tomorrow.

More than five hundred, that sounds like a lot.

But you must know that fighting is the most physically demanding style of fighting, and generally after three to five minutes, no matter how strong your endurance is, you will not be able to hold it.

Therefore, often a match will end within five minutes, and the stalemate to ten minutes is rare, and it is often evenly matched, and it takes the judges in the first row to decide the winner.

There is also a referee on the stage, whose main duty is to prevent the fight from getting out of hand and to announce the winner. Non-professional, but authoritative.

Because the position on his shoulders is a colonel, and his identity is Tan Fei, the chief instructor of the Sword Special Forces.

The ring was built improvised and was about a meter above the ground.

When you go up, you will see a dense crowd of human heads and countless pairs of eyes.

The competition is not only a test of skill, but also psychological quality.

Ordinary people face this kind of scene, they don't need to fight, and I'm afraid their words can't be mellow.

Yu Xiaojun had already figured out the identities of the two before they came out, and helped Zhou Qing introduce to another special soldier.

It's quite simple, Zhou Qing's code name is Zhou Qing of the Iron Legion. The other person is from the South China Tigers, who is Wu Senze of the Tiger Battalion.

Besides, Wu Senze was actually quite depressed that he had drawn the number one, but after seeing his opponent, he laughed in his heart.

Zhou Qing's appearance has nothing to do with special forces, and is more like a college student who has just graduated. Compared with some people in their thirties, he is undoubtedly quite young and thin.

He was also worried that he would encounter a master who would make it difficult to advance, but now it seems that his luck is not bad, but rather good. Ran into a non-threatening opponent.

Of course, he didn't think about how a signature special forces like the Predator could allow a person who could be manipulated at will to come to power and be embarrassed.

Not to mention that Wu Senze thought about Zhou Qing so much, the audience noticed Zhou Qing's image and muttered.

Such a boy with fine skin and tender meat is a little too delicate in a crowd of five big and three thick special forces.

Only some who know the inside story are unmoved.

Such as Pi Wenbin, Lu Tianye, Yu Xiaojun, and those soldiers of the Iron Blood Legion......

In their opinion, the nameless Wu Senze didn't know how long he could last under Zhou Qing's hands. Thirty seconds? One minute? Or two minutes.

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