A few minutes later, "First Man" Curry stood next to Pete's body, examining it carefully. He wore white gloves and sniffed the dandelion seed-like dart with two fingers.

"It's a poison dart. ”

He looked at the two bodies next to him, Will and Lenata. Both of them had their throats slit, and fear condensed in their eyes, as if they had seen a horrific sight when they were dying.

"Close-quarters, attacking from behind, it looks like it's likely a single person doing it. ”

"Alone?" said almost everyone from the squad gathered around Curry, babbling.

"It can't be the dirt bun from before, right?"

"He's so powerful, can't he be, I think it's someone else, and a few people who haven't joined us......"

"Could it be that Qilu ......?"

People looked up at the scoreboard in the sky.

At the top of the scoreboard is Jugaffville Curry, also known as "the first man." And Qilu's name is still in the last place among the living, and it seems that this is not his doing. But there's one name that has jumped from more than 20 to 14th, and that's Ruluga Snowmark.

"This Ruluga...... Is it the dirt bun we met before? I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

"Hmph, you're scared, you coward. ”

"You're scared! What's wrong with you?"

"Shut up!" said Zadek, Curry's henchman, angrily stopping the infighting. He seems to have a short temper, and he was the one who provoked Snow Scar off the field before. He was Curry's henchman, and he spoke with the majesty of the first person, and the two who quarreled immediately shut up.

Purny, another of Curry's henchmen, stepped forward and fumbled around the corpse for a long time, using his ability to check the remnants of the mental qi on the corpse, and through these residues, he was able to analyze the opponent's ability information.

This is his specialty, and it has played a very big role in previous battles, which is why he is very much used by Curry. Nian Qi condensed in his hand, shining slightly, like a small lamp.

But he touched it for a long time, but he looked back and said profusely: "Boss, there is no thought qi existing, just like ...... It's like being attacked by a wild beast. I can't analyze what his abilities are......"

Everyone was silent, and Priny, who was good at analysis, couldn't find any clues? Could it be that the other party's control over the mind had reached the point where it didn't leave any trace? What a terrible opponent it was!

"No need to analyze. He is not capable. Curry threw away the darts and said nonchalantly.

"What? incompetent? The first person said that Ruluga was incapable?"

"The attack on Lenata was not successful, and Lenata was wounded by his death-defying counterattack, but he would rather be injured than use his abilities, indicating that he was either close to running out of mental power or incapacitated. Curry looked at Lenata's hand and the wound on his neck and said,

"He was beaten by you before, and he didn't use any power in that situation, and he didn't use any ability in front of my gun, which is very abnormal. But combined with the current situation, I was finally able to determine that he was not capable at all!"

"This ...... It can't be, so how did he kill Pete?"

"Could it be that he is a 'warrior'?"

Curry was suddenly furious: "You bunch of waste, you were scared into this virtue by an ordinary person! He is just a wild man with some hunting experience! These are all beast hunting skills!"

"And this idiot," Curry kicked Pete's corpse on the ground, "as long as the surface of the body is covered with a thin layer of 'hard', you can prevent this little dart, but this idiot is simply ignorant to use all his thoughts to expand the realm of 'sense'." ”

Everyone felt gloomy, but they also knew in their hearts what Pete was thinking at the time, because the use of "hard" and "sense" will consume mental power, so they are not willing to use it easily when it is not very necessary, this is a strategy to save consumption in order to be able to persist until the end, Pete must have thought the same way at the time, but he didn't expect to die because of it.

"From now on, everyone must maintain 'hard'! Those who can't hold on will die by themselves!"

"Yes!"

Curry stood up and glanced at the audience, majestic as a general, and said in a passionate tone:

"You are all capable people who can take charge on the battlefield! You are all the best of the human race! You are the ones who stand on the pinnacle of this race! If you are defeated by an ordinary person today, even if he is a martial artist, you will never be able to raise your head! You know?! Give full play to your strength! Let him know who is the hunter in this arena! Who is the prey!"

"Yes, kill him, kill him!"

Curry's words are sonorous and inflammatory, first pointing out that his opponent is just an ordinary person, removing the veil of mystery and dispelling people's fears, and then motivating people with the pride of being able to make people have to go all out. It has to be said that he is very good at motivating morale. Hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but boil with enthusiasm.

In their opinion, the three people who died before were all exploited by the other party because they underestimated the enemy and were too stingy with their mental power, it was just an accident, and in the fighting style of the real capable, ordinary people like Snow Mark couldn't stand it for a moment.

In the audience, the Pope and the President both had different faces, and they were able to see what had just happened that Curry and the others could not see. So they also knew that the attack on Snowmark was not just a coincidence.

"Yes, kid. "He would use the venom from the skin of the poison dart frog as a dart, the reed rod and the reed spike as a blow arrow, and quickly set up a trap, and he would have taken advantage of everything that could be used in this environment," the Pope lamented. ”

"His timing of his attacks is also very appropriate, every time he attacks when the opponent's vigilance is the lowest, it is like stabbing in a gap, he is experienced and his judgment is amazing!"

"But what I'm most interested in is his 'hidden', this is the first time I've seen this unique technique of using concealment. President, you are well-informed, can you see where he comes from?"

Pissarro smiled and shook his head: "This technique is a variant of the basic chanting technique 'Six Forms', and it may be a technique developed by some people living in the jungle who have studied it specifically for jungle hunting. ”

The Pope nodded.

"However, no matter how much it changes, the basis of this 'hidden' technique is still the 'six forms' of the teacher, so this child must have some relationship with the teacher, but he may not know it himself, what he is learning is one of the basic skills of the teacher, and it seems that he will only ...... this one."

"Your dark horse is really extraordinary. ”

"Your first person is not bad, he can deduce from such a small amount of information that the opponent is an ordinary person with no telekinesis. This analytical ability alone also shows that he has the talent of a leader. And his mobilization was so effective that you can see that the kids were all like they were stimulated. ”

"Haha, Curry is a member of the Boy Scout Stormtroopers in Sulla, maybe he trained it in his military career. Now that he has assembled an army, in the face of such an army, I wonder how long Ruluga Snow Marks can hold out?"

"How long? It seems that you don't believe that the Pope will last until the end. ”

"Haha, although he has repeatedly surprised me, but as an ordinary person, he has his own limits after all, before he could still take advantage of loopholes to kill a few people, but now, the children have awakened, and his secret has been exposed by Curry, I really can't think of any other opportunities in the future, with the small means of those hunters? Those crude flying spears and bows and arrows are okay for hunting, but against those who are able...... Hehe. The Pope shook his head.

Pissarro narrowed his eyes and groaned slightly.

"So is the Pope interested in raising the ante?"

"Raise the stakes?"

"That's right. Pissarro stroked his gray beard and smiled. "I can't think of any tricks he can play, but the escape from death just now has shown his potential. I always have a hunch that maybe he won't be the champion, but his presence will make this assessment very exciting. ”

"You also think he won't win the championship, but you still have to bet on him?"

"I don't think he will win the championship, it's a common sense analysis, it's my 'reason' judgment, his opponent is too strong, and he is a big army, it can be described as an elite gathering, can he shake this army with one person? I don't think it's possible. But in the world of the capable, not all results correspond to strength, how many famous seniors are as brilliant as the stars rising, but they are as weak as falling down, and they are not guaranteed in the evening, and they die at the hands of the young. My 'emotion' tells me that he has a huge amount of power, just like a stone falling from a high mountain, wrapped in huge potential energy, and wherever this stone hits, whatever it hits, it will cause a huge shock or even subversion. You've had a moment when you felt like you had to do something, even if you were going to lose. That's how I feel now, and I think this kid deserves a bet!"

The Pope looked at Pissarro, infected by him, and his eyes also glowed with a rare look, and his whole temperament changed little by little, as if he was a few years younger. Pissarro's words reminded him of his youthful years, of those heroic acts of recklessness, recklessness, and recklessness.

"Okay, then double the stakes! It's rare for the elder to have such a Yaxing, how can I not accompany him to the end?"

"Okay!