Immediately, Leng Feng's personal attributes jumped out.

Name: Leng Feng

Occupation: Ordinary people

Group Level: Level 3

Attributes: Spirit 2.5, Constitution 2.5, Strength .2.5, Speed .2.5 (Normal: 1)

Skills: Green Arrow's Archery, Winter Soldier's hand-to-hand combat (Standing Fantasy 0), Captain Mi Guo's primary serum (7100 calories remaining, serum rage), Iron Man's brainwave equation (equation firewall, equation decomposition)

Experience Points: 320/400

Leng Feng swept his personal attributes, and sure enough, he increased his experience points by 10 points.

Killing a second-grade peak martial artist only has 10 experience, isn't it too stingy?

Leng Feng didn't even glance at Huang Ke who was lying in a pool of blood.

For killing Huang Ke, Leng Feng didn't have any guilt, and he didn't need to show mercy to those who wanted to kill him.

Otherwise, the corpse lying in the ring now would be himself.

There is a ruthlessness in Leng Feng's bones, and he is decisive in killing!

This is also something that can't be helped, in the world of martial artists, the strong are respected.

However, Leng Feng also knew that being able to shoot Huang Ke so easily had a lot of luck in it. If the opponent is careful, he will not win so easily.

After all, this method of shooting can only be used once against a strong enemy. Once you can't shoot, it's yourself who dies.

At the moment when Huang Ke fell, everyone at the scene was silent.

The whole battle must have ended too quickly.

Three arrows will be life and death!

Isn't Huang Ke a second-grade peak powerhouse? His dodge speed can completely make the opponent unable to lock, no matter how bad it is, you can block it with your hands.

How could the third arrow be pierced through the throat by an arrow!

He Yifan had already guessed such a result, but what he didn't expect was that he would win so easily.

He shook his head and said calmly, "This time his name as a rookie king is confirmed. The rookie king, what an enviable name. ”

Zhang Kai's eyes lit up and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Feng is really reliable!"

Sun Erxiong swallowed his saliva and muttered, "The bow and arrow that can bend is so terrifying." ”

The scene was silent for three seconds, and it suddenly exploded!

The 8 warriors shouted bitterly: "Big brother! ”

The expression of grief is indescribable.

"Did you see the third arrow? How does the Ugin arrow turn? The recruits were puzzled.

"I just noticed that. It's too weird, it's too hidden. If it were me, I would never have been able to dodge such a sneak attack. ”

"This newcomer king is not simple."

The surrounding new martial artists lowered their heads and pondered, all carefully recalling the last arrow shot by Leng Feng.

Lao Hei's bull's eyes widened instantly!

Died like that?

He knows Huang Ke's strength very well, a second-grade peak martial artist, hand-to-hand combat is almost close to combat skills, especially the military thorn in his hand, once he is allowed to use it, he has to be careful with this third-rank martial artist.

Leng Feng can kill the other party so easily, what kind of shooting technique did he use?

It's so weird.

Lao Hei stared at Leng Feng on the stage in surprise, the other party's face was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation, feeling that the Huang Ke he had just shot was just like a domestic animal.

It's kind of interesting!

Lao Hei actually has high expectations for Huang Ke, hoping that he can achieve good results in the competition of the rookie king of the 8 bases in a month.

After all, the strength of the peak second grade is rare among many newcomers.

Right now......

Lao Kang was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, laughed softly, and said, "I see, arc shooting!" This is a skill at the level of the king of soldiers, mental intervention, good boy! Quietly comprehending this layer, remarkable! ”

The prince's always arrogant face couldn't help but show a trace of doubt. He shook his head, he knew about arc shooting, but for mental power, he hadn't reached that level yet, so he couldn't make an accurate judgment.

However, Leng Feng has reached the level of the king of soldiers? Just kidding!

But how did he do it?

There are a lot of secrets in this kid.

The last time he fought Zhang Lei and Zhang Xiaofeng, the furious attacks he used were also very weird......

The prince fell into thought.

Suddenly, the communication function of the prince's terminal lit up, and the person displayed was the city lord.

The prince hurriedly answered the signal.

"City Lord!"

"Bring Leng Feng over to see me."

"Yes!"

The prince replied respectfully.

The prince looked up at Leng Feng who walked out of the ring, and said secretly in his heart: "This guy has once again made the city lord notice." There are so many people in the base, and there are not many people who can get the attention of the city lord. ”

At this time, the recruits in the audience, as well as those formal martial artists, looked at Leng Feng with a change in their eyes, and they were even more in awe.

The strong are respected!

It is applicable at all times, especially in the case of global soldiers, and the identity of the strong is becoming more and more prominent.

The second-grade peak martial artist is at the base, and he can be regarded as a middle-level master.

No matter what method Leng Feng used, he was able to kill a second-grade peak martial artist in the ring, which was enough to show his strength.

And the informal warriors outside the base, cheered like thunder.

During the last exercise, a group of them were oppressed by the official martial artists in the inner court, and they were all abused so badly, and now they can finally raise their eyebrows.

Their affection for Leng Feng became even stronger.

Originally, they thought that Leng Feng was about the same strength as themselves, but they were just lucky. Now that they have witnessed Leng Feng's amazing strength, they are more in admiration.

Leng Feng walked back to the team with a calm face, not arrogant or impatient, very calm.

This point fell in Lao Kang's eyes, and he was very satisfied.

Lao Kang stretched out his hand, pressed it, calmed everyone down, and ordered: "Go back and continue training!" ”

At this time, the prince walked to Lao Kang's side and whispered a few words in his ear.

Lao Kang's face changed slightly, revealing a surprised expression, and said, "Leng Feng is out of the ranks!" ”

Leng Feng walked out.

"Follow me."

The prince took Leng Feng and left first.

Lao Hei looked at Leng Feng's back and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I'll see how far you can go." ”

Leng Feng followed the prince to a hall similar to a memorial hall in confusion.

"You go in yourself."

The prince stood outside and said in a deep voice.

Leng Feng walked into the hall suspiciously, and soon, he saw an old man with his back to him, facing the wall of the hall.

The walls are covered with photographs.

This made Leng Feng even more puzzled.

"You're here." The old man said in a deep voice.

Leng Feng could hear the voice, it was the mysterious old man from last time.

"Hello."

Leng Feng shouted respectfully.

The old man still had his back to Leng Feng, and said in a deep voice, "The people in the photos on these walls are all soldiers who contributed to the establishment of the Humvee of the Federation. ”

"The main purpose of the existence of the eight bases is to maintain the peace and stability of our society. In order to let ordinary people live a stable life and let human beings continue to reproduce, they paid their precious lives. ”

The old man's voice was heavy.

Leng Feng noticed the photos on the wall, and under the photos, there was also a brief introduction of the other party.

"Wang Ke, the fifth type of soldier king, held the gap for 36 hours in a row in the Tiankeng battle, and finally died heroically."

“……”

Leng Feng was surprised?

Sinkholes?

The fifth type of soldier king?

Seeing this information, doubts flashed in Leng Feng's mind, as if this world was not as simple as he saw.

The old man suddenly asked, "Do you feel anything?" ”