"Host, may I ask you, can I borrow your microphone to use it?"

Han Xiaoxing stood in the ring and asked.

Zhen looked at the first student to come to the stage enthusiastically, and was a little surprised.

In the face of such a big game scene, this guy did not have the slightest timidity, and he looked extremely calm.

By the way, this guy is kind of familiar.

Zhen Wei paused for a moment, and was shocked, this, isn't this a finger at the madman?

"Of course, of course!"

He tightened his legs and said nervously.

However, he didn't hand his own over, and he didn't dare to go over, but signaled a female staff member and sent a microphone to the ring.

"Ahem, hello students!"

Han Xiaoxing patted the microphone, cleared his throat, and then glanced at the hundreds of contestants in the arena, and said awe-inspiringly.

"This No. 1 ring, I, Han Xiaoxing, want it! If you are not convinced, come up! Don't say that I look down on you, in my eyes, everyone here is rubbish!"

His words were like a storm blowing, and there was an immediate uproar below.

"Damn, looking for death! Where did you come from!"

"What's your name, Han Xiaoxing......? Wait for me, I'll put on my shoes and you'll be dead!"

The students below shouted.

Su Bei clenched his fists all of a sudden.

This despicable and shameless Han Xiaoxing, without brains, is scolding himself into it!

Just as he was pondering, Han Xiaoxing coughed again and added apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'll add, except for Qiushui High School." ”

Tian Xuanxuan's face suddenly darkened.

I saw that everyone in the competition venue of the Expo Center turned their hostile eyes here.

Han Xiaoxing knew that what he said was a little inappropriate, so he simply shouted at the end, "Okay, come if you are not afraid of death!"

With that, he threw the microphone away.

"Damn, where did you come from, stinky boy! Look at you, Uncle Xiao, I can't kill you!"

An angry voice rang out.

With the sound, a tall and rough male student jumped out, turned over and jumped into the ring.

The audience immediately burst into applause, and they all shouted, "Kill him!"

I don't have to say that Han Xiaoxing was guilty of public anger, and at the beginning, it attracted the anger of the audience.

Su Bei helplessly spread his hands and said to the students of Qiushui High School, "In the morning ring match, don't get involved, so as not to be targeted by powerful players." ”

"The captain is right, let Han Xiaoxinglang for a while, and then we will shoot in the afternoon. ”

Luo Xiaohei was the first to echo.

Li Dazhi, Wang Zhitong, Lin Weiwei and others nodded one after another, agreeing with his statement.

As he spoke, he saw Han Xiaoxing stretch out his hand and press forward, and the talent of "knocking on the door" was used, turning into an invisible chain and choking the student who jumped on the stage.

He threw him out of the ring and immediately threw him far out of the ring, slamming him to the ground.

In a moment, the winner is decided.

The voice of the shouting below suddenly became mute.

At this time, several other people who wanted to defend the ring stepped onto other numbered rings.

Su Bei glanced at it, and suddenly his eyes froze, and there was a familiar face in it.

Chu Feibai!

Unexpectedly, he actually made the cut!

"This guy...... Forget it, I'll let you shine for a while in the morning, and someone will naturally kick you down in the afternoon. ”

He shook his head slightly, his face cold.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the Tiandao server, and switched to the "author" word directory.

Based on the situation of the students in the special training camp of Qiushui High School, there is no certainty of victory between the top students in Nanling City.

"It seems necessary to open some more hanging. ”

Su Bei thought silently, opened the list of files, and began to ponder the copied skill objects.

The base warrior, the base is before the martial arts.

It is better to copy the masterful martial arts than to directly copy the powerful genetic talent.

He thought for a moment, and his eyes fell on Zhang Junxiong's file, the C-level genetic talent "point shot", coupled with Yan Xingbu and Split Hands, are all means of close combat.

This can be regarded as the inheritance of Haotian Sect.

Tap the "Copy" button to copy the genetic talent file to each person's name.

The people who sat and watched immediately trembled all over their bodies, and they noticed a trace of abnormality.

However, these people are all old drivers, and their eyes rolled twice, not showing the slightest, as steady as an old dog.

In the process, two more people jumped on the stage and were thrown down by Han Xiaoxing.

"This guy is a hard stubble. ”

One of the students at the bottom analyzed, "No wonder you can get the second place in the preliminary round." ”

"Hahaha, the weak chickens at the bottom, who else dares to fight with me?!"

"I'll just ask, who else??"

Han Xiaoxing's arrogant voice spread far away.

The students below looked ugly, clenched their fists in an instant, but looked at each other and did not dare to go on stage.

"Damn, I'll try. ”

A skinny student suddenly jumped into the ring.

"I'll go, I'm not mistaken, this is the number one master of Nanling City No. 1 Middle School, Jia Bing?!"

"That's right, it's him!"

"Okay, Jia Bing, we support you! Come on, kill Lao Tzu!"

The students below shouted again.

The skinny student named "Jia Bing" frowned and glanced at the student who was shouting and screaming.

"You are Han Xiaoxing?"

He looked across and asked coldly.

Han Xiaoxing suddenly grinned, showed his white teeth, and said, "I said this name a long time ago, are you deaf or stupid?"

Jia Bing was speechless.

He stomped his foot slightly, and the whole person gradually faded, became invisible, and disappeared into the field.

"Huh, it's an 'invisible' talent?!"

Su Bei was immediately moved, such a rare genetic talent can be met but not sought.

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone, found this player named "Jia Bing", and copied the talent to his name.

With this kind of god-level talent in his body, many things will be ...... in the future But it's so much more convenient!

Meanwhile.

Han Xiaoxing lightly pressed his fingers, and a continuous lock curtain appeared around his body, squeezing outward in a ring.

Burst.

The invisible figure was squeezed out, staggered back, and was pushed to the edge of the ring step by step.

"If you squeeze any longer, you're going to fall out of the ring. ”

Jia Bing was immediately anxious, and hurriedly climbed up along the barrier of the locked curtain and landed on the top.

At this time, Han Xiaoxing suddenly removed the lock screen, and with the last induction, he quickly rushed up, and used the shocking step to the extreme, stretching out his fingers and poking up!

Ugh.

The unseen figure was in pain, and fell to the ground with spasms, rolling back and forth like a sheep's horn.

"Hehe, with your level, you dare to be called the number one master in the school? Do you know that even you Han Ye and I have never gotten this title!"

Han Xiaoxing sneered, stepped forward, stretched out his stinky feet like the national football team, and kicked him out of the field.

Below, there was finally silence.

The morning was spent happily like this.

Soon, by noon, the game went into rest. However, a piece of news came out of nowhere.

"Students, I have to announce a piece of news during this intermission. ”

Zhen Wei stepped onto the podium and said, "The results of yesterday's liberal arts competition will be announced on the screen!"