"No. 208 is good, focus on follow-up, I like this person's style." Someone in the circular suite in mid-air noticed the bloody fighting scene below, and instructed the secretary with great interest.

Wang Nuonuo just glanced down curiously, and just happened to see this scene, and when he saw Phil with blurred flesh and blood, he couldn't stand up and returned to his seat. The disguised dignified beauty was a little pale at the moment, and Wang Nuonuo patted his chest, forcing himself not to imagine that picture.

After Phil's scene, no one had the heart to joke anymore, and a group of people fell silent.

Now these teenagers know that when they come here, they can only keep themselves, and don't think about superfluous things first.

The exam continues!

Batch after batch.

There were constant sounds of victory in Mu Fan's ears, and there were more screams, but in fact, there were more candidates who were carried away silently.

In order to minimize competitors, all those who came to power invariably made a heavy hand.

Because just now the damn major suddenly announced a piece of news.

"This competition will set up the loser's group, take the top 20 in the loser's group, and use it for other purposes!"

I didn't explain more, but such a sentence made all the candidates look at each other even more unkindly.

No one wants to be eliminated!

Pajie is on the field, this simple big guy has a lot of power. His opponent began to show off a variety of moves, but with a heavy punch from Paje, the opposing defense collapsed.

There were no fancy moves, Pajie dropped ten times with one force, and this most direct action even won the favor of the referee, and Pajie saw the referee nod affirmatively to himself when he got off the court.

Soldiers especially like this kind of strong soldier, who with a little training will be an excellent heavy fireman on the battlefield.

Mu Fan sat quietly, still not hearing his exam number.

Next up for the trio is Chester, a clever teenager who looks older and has a proven veteran of the martial arts experience.

Chester kept wandering, never giving the man a chance to get up close.

After a few tentative attacks, Chester found that his attack could not deal effective damage to the opponent, and by this time the man had begun to gradually close to compressing his space of movement.

The other side had already been provoked by the flea-like boy, and he had already made up his mind that he would have to beat Chester all over the face for a while.

Chester suddenly laughed, he was no longer ready to fight to the end after seeing what happened to Phil, and he decided to leave the other side with a picture that he will never forget.

The agile boy suddenly moved, bullied forward, rushed into his arms before a quick slash from the opposite side, and then snapped, a slap flashed in the face of the opposite side, and then a few volleys flipped to dodge the attack.

With a hot face on the other side, Chester burst forward again, using his speed advantage to avoid the insidious springball leg first, and snapped another crisp slap.

The other side is finally crazy!

Chester smiled, raised his hand, and threw in the towel!

This teenager actually left a deep impression on the scene in this way, and for a while, many people in the ring suite asked about the teenager's name, and it seemed that they were more interested.

This young man has already lost, which means that these consortium giants can start grabbing people now, and they are obviously more flexible looking at this smart appearance.

The stunned opponent covered his hot face and looked at the young man who had jumped off the stage gently, Chester had returned to his camp to talk and laugh with Eli.

Mu Fan still closed his eyes, he was adjusting his breathing, and now he had entered a state of dark breathing, he needed this state of absolute calm to constantly wash away his stronger and stronger killing intent.

Eli and the others saw that Mu Fan had closed his eyes for forty minutes and had not moved at all, so they did not step forward to speak again.

When Phil was beaten just now, there was no trace of fluctuation on Mu Fan's face, which obviously caused alienation in their hearts.

"Chester, why are you like this?" Eli punched lightly.

"There's no way, it's just that. When I saw Phil like that, I knew that if I couldn't go on, I had to jump out as soon as possible. Chester didn't care about spreading his hands, and when he mentioned Phil, he could still see the unbearance on his face.

"And what are you going to do?"

"Waiting for the invitation, although I have no way to go to school and join the army, I can at least have a job to support my mother and sister." Chester had a hint of longing on his face, he had inquired about the inside story before he came, and it could be said that he was more inclined to this stage to show himself.

Someone behind him patted himself, turned around and saw that someone handed him a business card, Chester's face was happy, and he finally waited.

Eli and Paje looked at their partners who had left with a smile, and now there was one less person by their side.

Since entering the huge arena, various small groups have also disbanded and separated in various ways.

Phil's life and death are unknown, Paje wins easily, and Chester loses but chooses to leave the way he likes.

Now that he was the only one left, Eli had no intention of watching the field, constantly looking up and looking around, and then looking down at the electronic nameplate, he was waiting for him to play.

Suddenly, the electronic nameplate shook, and the broadcast followed.

However, it was not Eli who left, but Mu Fan, who had been meditating.

"No. 298 vs. No. 1578."

Eli looked at Mu Fan's back with complicated eyes and did not speak. On the other hand, the honest Pajie scratched his head, and said in an urn voice: "Mu Fan, come on!" ”

Mu Fan turned around and showed a friendly smile and nodded at the two.

What the two of them saw in Mu Fan's eyes was only calmness, that kind of transcendent calm.

In front of them, they actually felt a grandmaster bearing that was not shocked.

There were 8,000 people in the venue, and 120 people were fighting at the same time, and no one would pay special attention to this ordinary teenager, because Mu Fan's size was not conspicuous in this group of people.

"Why does that figure look so familiar?"

"Isn't that the pervert we came out of the test!"

But there were candidates in the crowd who were still in Zone D in the morning, and they inadvertently glanced at it and found that this extremely perverted teenager had come on the stage so quietly.

A group of ignorant people around him still don't pay attention.

"It's him!"

Zhang Yuanren was carefully wrapping his gauntlets, and just after wrapping the thread around his thumb, he heard a whisper from beside him.

"Perverted?"

raised his head just to see Mu Fan's side face.

"It's him!"

As soon as the thread in his hand was tightened, Zhang Yuanren began to stare at Mu Fan's every move.

Mu Fan, who was walking, didn't care about the gaze thrown around him, and with a light jump, Mu Fan jumped onto the platform.

No. 298 also slowly came to the stage, slightly taller than Mu Fan, with well-defined muscles, wearing only a pair of linen cropped pants, with both fists and bare feet, and a tough starting hand pose.

Mu Fan stood casually, his eyes calm.

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