The specially prepared competition venue was much larger than anything Anyang had ever seen.

When Psius saw An Yang's virtual form appear, the corners of his mouth smirked, but his voice was contemptuous, "You won me last time, so I won't let you this time." Please advise me. ”

seemed unwilling to talk nonsense with An Yang, and the moment the words fell, his eyes turned cold.

Under the condensed gaze, the dark blue eyes revealed a dangerous chill.

"Whew"

Almost instantly, the sound of a howling wind struck, and the figure of Psius swept by quickly rolled up with a deafening sound.

An Yang's complexion changed slightly, and the moment he wiped his body, the domineering fist wind mixed with the strong wind brushed his cheeks.

The pent-up air spread out and rippled, causing the broken hair in her ears to flutter wildly.

"I said it, I'm serious," Psyus sneered, and then stomped on the ground with the ball of his foot, and his straight left leg jerked up, sweeping towards An Yang's lower plate.

The sound of breaking the air forced An Yang to react quickly, and while pressing down on his body to block, Psius spun around his waist in mid-air, and his other leg alternately kicked An Yang's ankle.

Seeing that the situation was not good, An Yang clenched his fist palm grabbed his calf violently, and flew out upside down with his strength.

"Physical fitness C, IQ B, it seems that the results are false," Psyus said as he swept over, moving in a relaxed manner as if he didn't need to do any preparatory moves at all.

Finding that Prosius really didn't spare the slightest emotion, Anyang's forehead couldn't help but fall into a cold sweat. At this moment, I didn't care if it would be exposed, and in a hurry, strange eyes stabbed from all directions.

The sensing system in Anyang's whole body reacted almost instantaneously, making her feel creepy, like darkness hitting her soul, stirring up fear in the depths of her memory.

Her bright lips turned pale, and the scene in front of her began to become trance-like.

In her hesitation, she heard the sound of the wind coming from Psius, and she wanted to make a move to block it, but her whole body trembled violently, completely out of her control, and she couldn't react.

"Bang" Anyang's shoulder was in sharp pain, and her figure was kicked and flew out.

"Su Yan" vaguely heard the panicked voice of Psius.

She tried to turn her head to look, but something suddenly struck her neck, causing her to lose all consciousness in an instant.

Falling heavily to the ground, An Yang's body slid a few meters away on the ground before stopping.

"It's true," Psius strode in front of An Yang, squatted down and found that the person had indeed fainted, and the panic in his eyes instantly dissipated.

Because of the defeat in the match, Anyang was forcibly sent back to reality.

"I'll get you the test results as soon as possible," Psius woke up from the training pod and got up to see a man dressed as a paramedic drawing dark blood from An Yang's body.

"The amount of tranquilizer used to be safe would have left her in a coma for at least four hours."

"Very well," Psyus slowly stood up, "Howe, proceed carefully. ”

The man neatly put away the metal needle, nodded slightly, and slipped out of the side door of the training room without noticing.

"In order to stay, you don't hesitate to expose false information, it seems that you like Min Haoxuan very much," Psius's fingers pinched An Yang's jaw and made her face face to himself, "What's so good about him, a false hypocrite, it's worth your doing." ”。

Rubbing his thumb against her chin, Psius twisted his shoulders that had been tense from the battle, his eyes glowing with a playful glow.