Despite having a pair of green eyes, phantom cats are known for their hearing, and they have the most abundant auditory nerves.

Meng Chao's knife just happened to reach the place behind the phantom cat's ears, where the auditory nerves gathered.

Although the tip of the knife only cut through a thin layer of skin, the toxin penetrated into it, causing severe pain and damage to the hearing and even balance system, causing the beast's limbs to convulse and stagger.

Meng Chao seized the opportunity, cut into the soft throat with another knife, accurately cut the trachea and carotid artery, and harvested the life of this beast without touching half a bone.

At this point, the other two phantom cats leaped behind his head.

Meng Chao didn't even look at it, and kicked his legs backwards in a row, like precision-guided missiles, kicking the two phantom cats into the air.

The future version of "Hundred Battles Knife Method" danced to the limit, aimed at the abdomen of these two beasts, and came to a big disembowelment.

The two phantom cats didn't even have time to scream, and they died in mid-air.

The tip of the knife is as bright as new, and there is not even a single scratch.

There was only a drop of crystal clear green cat blood, slowly rolling down.

"Good knife technique!"

In the monitoring center, many teachers and admissions staff were amazed.

This candidate from No. 9 Middle School really shocked them too much.

For a while, they couldn't tell the difference between Meng Chao and Luo Hai's sword skills, who was more exquisite.

"Refreshing!"

The strong smell of blood penetrated into his nose, and Meng Chao sneezed happily twice, only to feel like a fish in water, and his fighting spirit burned.

"There are still too few phantom cats here, go inside?"

He wandered among the ruins.

Along the way, there were also many phantom cats who smelled his breath and kept coming out of the darkness, all of which were solved by him with a few knives and lightning.

When he appeared at the gate of the first workshop, the camouflage uniform was already wet with cat blood, and it was steamed by the heat, turning into wisps of blood mist.

The sword was still as sharp as lightning, and it hadn't been snapped out of the hard monster bones.

This is the exclusive hunting ground of Luo Hai and the three of them.

It's not that they're overbearing and don't let others in.

Instead, they gathered thousands of carcasses of the devouring rats here, attracting a large number of phantom cats to "dine" here.

Candidates with low strength rashly stepped into the first workshop, just looking for death, and within three or five minutes, they would be covered in bruises, lose too much blood, and withdraw from the test.

Seeing Meng Chao carrying a war knife on his shoulder and swaggering in, Luo Hai, Fang Da, and Xie Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

They no longer dare to underestimate this peer who came from the key area and was unknown before.

There is little difference in the scores between them, although they occupy the advantage of sharper cold weapons, but they shoot and fight repeatedly, the consumption is extremely great, and now their eyes are red and swollen, their muscles are convulsed, and their lungs seem to be stuffed with gunpowder, and they are extremely painful when they take a breath.

This is severe fatigue, and you must sit down to exercise pranayama, at least ten or twenty minutes on the pile, before it is possible to recover seventy or eighty percent.

Meng Chao was calm and relaxed, and his eyes were bright.

"How did he sweep nearly a thousand points, and he wasn't tired at all?"

Luo Hai and the three of them looked at each other, and they couldn't figure it out when they were killed.

The pungent rat-devouring aura on Meng Chao's body attracted the attention of all the phantom cats.

These small feline monsters were also stimulated to be ferocious, hunching their backs, grinding their claws, and letting out a brutal roar.

Luo Hai and the three of them wanted to rest for a long time, but they had been entangled by the phantom cat and couldn't find a chance.

Seeing that all the "firepower" was sucked away by Meng Chao, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

I felt that my hands and feet were sore, and I couldn't lift them.

"Look at this guy, what the hell is capable of!" The three of them sat on the stake to breathe, but their eyes widened wide, and they thought unconvinced.

Meng Chao was not polite, and strode into the center of the workshop.

Whew!

Dozens of phantom cats slashed out phantoms in mid-air, like black blades, straight at his vital point.

Meng Chao's mind instantly appeared the angle, speed and arc of their jump, and all kinds of numbers and formulas flowed down like a waterfall.

The future version of "Hundred Battles Sword Technique" danced into a ball of silver, enveloping a three-meter radius in an airtight air.

All the phantom cats that invaded the area screamed in an instant.

The knife is dense, and it is naturally impossible for the knife to be fatally wounded.

But contrary to the expectations of the three elites, the injured phantom cat staggered as if drunk, his muscles twitched, and he even foamed at the mouth, and in less than half a minute, he lost his combat effectiveness and was easily killed by Meng Chao.

"It's ...... Poisoned? ”

The three of them stared widely, they had just seen Meng Chao exchange for the most ordinary blitzkrieg sword, not a poison-attribute divine weapon - besides, in the undergraduate combat test, there was no such domineering cold weapon as a poison-attribute divine weapon that could be exchanged.

So, it was he himself who smeared poison on the blade?

But where did the poison come from?

The more the three of them pondered, the more confused they became, and they really wanted to shout: "Teacher, he hangs, no, he cheats!" ”

Of course, it is impossible to cheat, because more than a dozen drones flew in from the window, monitoring Meng Chao's fight from all angles.

This shows that Meng Chao has aroused the strong interest of the examiner, and the attention received by Luo Hai and the three of them is higher than just now.

Thinking of this, the three of them are even more unpleasant.

"He is nothing more than a quenching poison sword, but the venom will always run out, and when the time comes, we will also recover our strength, see what he is capable of!" Xie Feng gritted his teeth and said.

Luo Hai's face was full of solemnity.

His father is a sword master, and he also has an extraordinary vision, seeing that although Meng Chao is understated, it seems that what he attacks is not critical, but it is the most energy-saving tactic.

He can harvest a phantom cat with three points of strength, and he will never spend four points.

Such restraint is far more rare than cutting it in two.

"When the venom runs out, does he have any other tricks?" A huge question mark appeared in Luo Hai's heart.

As it turns out, there is.

After killing dozens of phantom cats, the venom gradually ran out.

Meng Chao immediately changed his style, took the initiative to expose the vital points, and let the phantom cat bite him.

Hiss!

A phantom cat bit his outstretched arm hard.

A tear was torn open in the gel suit, and a large amount of gel overflowed.

Burst!

Meng Chao took the opportunity to stab this beast in the chest, and when he stirred it again, his heart was crushed!

Another phantom cat bit his shoulder, its fangs nearly piercing through the gel suit, causing great pain and pressure on his shoulder blades.

He didn't even frown, reached out and stuck the phantom cat's neck, and "Reckless Bull Strength" activated, slammed the beast to the ground, found the most precise angle, and directly stepped on its cervical vertebrae.

Injuries for life, fierce and unbeatable play, hunting efficiency is twice as high as the three elites, and the score and ranking are soaring.

"Luo Hai, this guy's sword skills don't look better than ours, why is his killing efficiency so high?" First, the Chinese side was amazed.

"His defense in the overdraft gel combat suit, his combat suit, has been scrapped." Xie Feng frowned deeply.

Luo Hai wanted to speak and stopped, and said in his heart that this kid's knife skills are not "not better than us".

At the very least, it's definitely better than the two of you.

But he was also curious about Meng Chao's tactics.

In just a few minutes, the combat uniform was scrapped, how to fight next?

Meng Chao harvested the lives of dozens of phantom cats in one go, and he had to stop to catch his breath.

Seeing the three elites staring at him curiously in the corner, his heart moved.

can become the leader of an examination room, these three guys are considered to have some potential, and they are idle when they are idle, and they will give them a few words, even if they don't earn much contribution value, they should be considered to contribute to Dragon City.

"It's not just bullets and swords that count as weapons." Thinking of this, he said lightly.

"What?" The three of them were stunned.

Is this guy talking to them?

"In actual combat, in addition to guns, bullets, fists and swords, everything around us, even a branch, a can opener, and a chopstick, is a weapon."

Meng Chao swung his knife and precisely cut between the third and fourth cervical vertebrae of a phantom cat, and explained without looking back, "I see that you have shot all the magazines, and I believe that no fool will keep even one bullet and not use it until the end of the exam, and return it to the Education Bureau, right?" ”

The three of them looked at each other, what does this guy mean, while taking the exam, while instructing them?

Although the undergraduate actual combat test, everything is compared with the actual combat, and the exchange of a few words between "comrades-in-arms" is not considered cheating.

But that's too arrogant!

"But why do you only use guns and bullets as weapons, but you don't think that the gel combat suit on your body is also a very valuable weapon? At the end of the exam, what's the difference between handing in a gel combat suit that is as shiny as new and not half torn, and handing in a whole magazine of bullets? ”

Meng Chao ignored the eyes of the three of them and said unceremoniously, "The biggest characteristics of phantom cats are 'speed' and 'concealment', in the dark night when they can't see their fingers, they are really as unpredictable as phantoms.

"I think you must have wasted a lot of effort just now in order to catch the traces of the phantom cats, so much so that after killing dozens of phantom cats, you were out of breath and had to sit on a stake to breathe.

"And I used the gel camouflage suit as bait, and deliberately let the phantom cat bite me, which immediately abolished their greatest advantage, and the hunting efficiency is of course much higher than yours.

"As for the damage to the gel combat suit, does it matter, this doesn't deduct points."

The three were dumbfounded.

This guy is really instructing them!

A district key guy, in the undergraduate combat test, instructed three elites from the provincial key points.

Such a scene was so magical that the three of them didn't know how to react for a while.

When they reacted, they burst out of anger, and they really wanted to retort loudly: "There is no poison blade and no gel combat suit, what are you going to do in the next battle?" ”

Before they could ask, Meng Chao directly told them the answer.

Tear it up!

Suspecting that his body was torn into strips, the completely damaged gel combat uniform was in the way, and Meng Chao simply ripped off all the rags, revealing his sturdy physique.

The well-defined muscles, undulating like waves, combined with the slightly raised spine, show explosive power.

Another phantom cat pounced, Meng Chao still reached out to block it, and several deep blood marks immediately appeared on his arm.

And the phantom cat was also tightened by his arm and cut his throat with a knife.

The next few phantom cats all used the same tactics, using their flesh and blood as bait to lure monsters to bite them, and then suddenly exerted their strength to kill the monsters.

Meng Chao had an extra wound on his body, and the monster was going to leave a life.

It's so fierce and crazy!

“……”

Three elite teenagers from wealthy families were so cold that they couldn't speak.

"I said, on the real battlefield, everything is a weapon, including our body, a wound, for a life, it's worth it." Meng Chao narrowed his murderous eyes, and his tone was as calm as a cold blade.