Miao Ruolan turned over and jumped up, and found that her entire arm was unconscious, and the punch just now was like being blown up by a grenade, which made her heart palpitate.

"Cannon power?" She asked, confused.

Xin Lin nodded in acquiescence.

Miao Ruolan was depressed, she had seen Xin Lone's video, he had never used cannon power in the martial arts competition, I don't know if he had just mastered it or deliberately kept his hand before.

Conrad next to him was also very surprised, and he also thought of a detail, Miao Ruolan almost sneak attacked, but Xin Lin was able to charge up and send out cannon power in such a short time, which shows that Xin Lone's reaction is extremely fast, or Xin Lone's cannon power is extremely short in charge time.

No matter what it is, it is enough to show the terrifying strength of Xin Lone.

"Do you want to fight again?" Xin asked with a smile.

"Hit! Why not fight? Miao Ruolan looked unwilling, and started her body again and rushed over. This time she was on guard, but it didn't work, and ten seconds later, she was knocked away again.

Xin Lin had a smile on his face, what he was not afraid of was a speed-type opponent, who was simply their nemesis! Because no matter how fast you are, you can't escape the lock of telepathy, every move is under control, and you can calmly deal with it while standing still. If it is a powerful or explosive opponent, it will take a lot of effort and it will be difficult to get it.

But Miao Ruolan didn't know the reason, she didn't believe in evil even more, and it was another round of attacks when she got up.

Three minutes later, Miao Ruolan was lying on the ground exhausted, not wanting to move a finger. Psychological despair made her more painful than physical fatigue, and as a battle-hardened light-speed samurai, she had never experienced such a one-sided defeat!

No matter what she does, she still can't see a glimmer of hope of winning, and the speed she was proud of in the past has no effect in front of Xin Lian, and she can't even make Xin Lin move a step.

From beginning to end, Xin Lonely stood still!

It was too hard for her, her eyes glazed over, and she was speechless.

Conrad, who had witnessed all this, was shocked, and he didn't know what to say. Miao Ruolan is the first teammate he recruited with a lot of effort, he knows her strength very well, and she is definitely above the level, ranking in the top ten among the rookie students in this class, and the chance of being selected in the future is very high, and it is very difficult to fight her and win her.

But Miao Ruolan was defeated by Xin Lonely in a ruthless crushing way!

The difference in strength between the two is obvious, and they are not opponents of the same level at all. In other words, Conrad himself is far from being a match for Xin Lone!

However, Conrad did not shy away at all, but a strong desire to fight was ignited in his eyes, he looked at Xin Lin firmly, and said loudly: "Xin Lone, I will try it with you too!" ”

"Come on."

Xin Lin said that it didn't matter, one was a fight, two were also a fight, and the result was the same.

A moment later, Conrad also lay on the ground, stepping into Miao Ruolan's footsteps.

However, Conrad finally managed to make Xin Lin move, and he held on to Xin Lin longer, only being defeated three times before the fight was stopped. He has recognized the facts and knows that there is not much point in continuing to fight, and it will be a losing word anyway.

Xin Lin stepped forward and reached out to pull Conrad up from the ground and patted him on the shoulder.

"I've seen it for a long time today, an intermediate samurai can be so powerful, your attack power feels more terrifying than most high-level samurai, like a storm, you don't let people stop in one breath, as long as this breath doesn't hold up, you will immediately collapse and fall." Conrad still has lingering palpitations, he's played hundreds of games in the college league and has never been hit with such a fierce attack, and the pressure on him when he attacks is really too much.

"You're not bad, your defensive skills are very solid, and it's difficult for ordinary people to break the defense." Xin Lin approved.

He was telling the truth, Conrad was the most defensive person he had ever seen, not only proficient in many defensive martial arts, but also very experienced in combat, if Conrad's Force cultivation reached a high-level samurai, it would definitely be more difficult than Roberson!

And Conrad, as a team tank, is extremely good at using shields, and without a shield in hand, his defense has dropped by more than half.

If Conrad was fully armed and took the shield, Xin Lin would also feel very tricky, and it would not be so easy to defeat him.

The same is true for Miao Ruolan, she is proficient in the use of daggers, and her attack power is greatly reduced when she is empty-handed, and her threat to Xin Lin is also greatly reduced. Of course, even if she had a dagger in her hand, she would inevitably lose, but she wouldn't lose so miserably.

Conrad smiled wryly and said a little discouraged: "Don't say good things about me, my defense is like air in front of you, it's useless, and you will break the defense in a few seconds." ”

"Because I'm not an ordinary person, hahaha......" Xin Xiao smiled lightly.

Miao Ruolan, who was watching the game from the sidelines, said quietly: "You are not an ordinary person, but a pervert!" ”

Her confidence was hit so badly that she hadn't recovered until now, and she was full of resentment.

Conrad laughed, he and Miao Ruolan were in the same disease, and agreed with her words very much, and said loudly: "That's right, you are a pervert, I definitely don't want to do anything with you again until my strength is greatly improved." ”

"Me too." Miao Ruolan said depressedly.

"Uh......" Xin was stunned and speechless.

He suddenly felt that he had shot too hard, and he should have lowered his strength by a few percent just now and quietly released the water, so that the confidence of the two teammates would not be so completely hit. After all, they are teammates, and they may have to get along for a long time in the next few years, so they can't be too faceless.

But then Xin Lin realized that he was too worried, Conrad and Miao Ruolan did not linger, and quickly relieved, and discussed the formation of the team again.

Conrad put his defeat behind him in a blink of an eye, and said thoughtfully: "I didn't think about it before, I didn't expect Xin Lone's attack power to be so strong, he can almost withstand three strikers alone, in this case, can we reduce the number of strikers and recruit more players in other positions?" ”

Miao Ruolan nodded slightly, "I think it's okay." ”

Xin Lin also felt that it was feasible, thought about it and said: "Then reduce the main striker by one, replace it with a tank or a shooter, and the configuration is more flexible." I'm more inclined to add tanks, which can not only protect the team members, but also have a certain attack power, so that the survivability of the whole team is more guaranteed. ”

"Okay, then it's decided." Conrad slapped his thigh, his face filled with excitement.

He looked at Xin Lian, as if remembering something, and asked, "By the way, Xin Lian, do you have any melee weapons that you are good at using?" ”

Xin Lin shook his head and said, "No, what's wrong?" ”

Conrad explained: "When you go into the fight, everyone can carry a primitive weapon, and although you have very strong punches and fierce attacks, you don't plan to go into the ring with your bare hands, right? ”

Xin Lin really didn't think about it, thought about it, and asked, "I'm a striker, can I bring a gun?" Gauss pistols will do. ”

"Yes." Conrad's face was a little strange, "The duties in the team are just our respective divisions, the striker can use a pistol, and the shooter can also hold a sword, there is no rule that you must choose according to your position." Do you know how to use a gun, though? What about marksmanship? ”

Xin Lin shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "It's okay, barely passable." ”