Chapter 92: You Want My Last Name?

As soon as Sun Sheng's words fell, everyone looked at Qin Yan's gaze, full of schadenfreude.

In this hell training camp, Sun Sheng, as the only ninth-level martial artist, has always been an existence that is indistinguishable. His words were equivalent to confirming Qin Yan's death.

There was no fear on Qin Yan's face. He fell to the ground on his back and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hmph, heartless fellow, I'll let you sleep well. If you make it to the base alive tomorrow, I'll have your last name! ”

Sun Sheng said coldly and fell to the ground on his back. The remaining bags of nutrient solution that he didn't drink were kept by his side, and he was not afraid of others stealing them.

As night fell, everyone closed their eyes and struggled to regain their strength like beasts licking their wounds. Tomorrow awaits them an even more fierce battle.

Sun Shengping lay on the ground and fell asleep slowly. After a while, snoring sounded.

Qin Yan's left eye moved slightly, and his mental power focused on the metal plate on Sun Sheng's neck, and then he pulled it hard.

As soon as the metal card moved, Sun Sheng immediately woke up.

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Under the vigilance of the ninth-level martial artist, Sun Sheng stood up suddenly. He looked around at the sleeping crowd around him, his heart full of doubts.

"Delusion?"

Without finding any clues, Sun Sheng slowly fell to the ground and continued to sleep.

Ten minutes later, Qin Yan used the Spirit Imperial Artifact again and shook Sun Sheng's metal card.

Sun Sheng immediately stood up, and with his sharp gaze, he scanned the sleeping crowd around him.

Within ten meters, no one approached. Inside the base, there is no wind or insects. It seems that the shaking of the metal card is just an illusion.

"What's going on? Hell yes! Sun Sheng scratched his head, his face full of doubt.

After a moment's thought, he grabbed the metal card in his hand and went back to sleep.

Ten minutes, Qin Yan used his spiritual power to pluck one of Sun Sheng's beards.

"Damn, which bastard did it?"

Sun Sheng couldn't hold back any longer and broke out completely. He stomped his feet on the ground and roared loudly at the people around him:

"Which bastard did it?"

Everyone was awakened by Sun Sheng and stared at him with surprise on their faces. Qin Yan opened his left eye, put his left hand to his mouth, and yawned.

Sun Sheng's gaze carefully scanned all the martial artists in the base. However, he did not find anything unusual in anyone's face.

As for Qin Yan, he selectively ignored it. In his cognition, it is impossible for a sixth-level martial artist to engage in ghosts without being discovered by him.

For half an hour, Sun Sheng didn't find any clues. He lay helplessly on the ground and continued to sleep.

Ten minutes later, Qin Yan used his spiritual power to pluck one of his beards again.

Sun Sheng's face was flushed with anger, and he stomped on the ground with his right foot, and the entire base shook slightly.

"Bastard, I don't care who you are, once I find out, you're dead!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from inside the small building of the base.

"Sun Sheng, do you want to fight inside the base? I heard you say again, I will abolish you! ”

"Sir, which eye do you have to see Lao Tzu fighting? Lao Tzu is going to sleep, how can he speak! Sun Sheng pursed his lips, but he also sat on the ground honestly. Obviously, he can't afford to mess with this person who speaks.

This night, Sun Sheng was subjected to endless harassment as if he had met a ghost.

Whenever he tried to sleep, he would have a beard plucked out or pulled by his collar. Although these small actions did not hurt him in any way, they made it difficult for him to sleep. As a ninth-level martial artist, when did Sun Sheng ever feel so aggrieved?

And Qin Yan, using a dual-purpose method, obtained enough sleep while harassing Sun Sheng.

The sky gradually brightened, and Sun Sheng finally fell asleep deeply. Qin Yan's harassment did not appear again.

"The combat aid showed that the poison gas outside had thinned out, and oxygen was gradually appearing. In another half an hour, it is estimated that they will be able to leave the base. ”

Qin Yan slowly stood up. He used an instantaneous step to quietly walk up to Sun Sheng, and casually picked up a few bags of Sun Sheng's nutrient solution on the ground.

Regarding Qin Yan's movements, Sun Sheng, who was sleeping soundly, didn't notice it at all.

Qin Yan quickly left Sun Sheng's side, took a small bite on each bag of nutrient solution, and sucked all the liquid of these nutrient solutions. Then, with a big breath, he blew the plastic bags containing the nutrient solution into several large balloons.

"Kill me? I'd like to see if you can find me! ”

Qin Yan chuckled, and in the surprised eyes of many martial artists, he pushed open the gate of the base and walked into the poisonous mist.

Holding his breath, Qin Yan ran in one direction and ran hard. Relying on the air in these balloons, he managed to survive for half an hour and ran a distance of tens of thousands of meters.

At this point, it was exactly 7 a.m. The air outside the base gradually returned to normal. Everyone's metal cards have become dull.

Sun Sheng woke up on time and looked in the direction of Qin Yan, taken aback.

Qin Yan's location was empty.

Sun Sheng grabbed a martial artist casually and asked loudly, "Qin Yan, where did you go?" ”

The warrior's face was full of respect, and he said tremblingly: "Half an hour ago, he rushed into the poisonous mist. ”

"What, this guy isn't afraid of death?" Sun Sheng frowned and walked straight out of the gate of the base.

On this day, Sun Sheng did not find Qin Yan's figure. He guessed in his heart that Qin Yan was dead.

Sun Sheng didn't know that Qin Yan had a combat aid instrument and was trying to avoid Sun Sheng.

Relying on the help of the Combat Assist Miniature Map, Qin Yan specialized in finding the defeated warriors to pick up the leaks. In the evening, he was able to get five stars.

Dragging his tired body, Qin Yan walked to the gate of the base. Just as he was about to push open the gate of the base, a big hand blocked in front of Qin Yan.

"Qin Yan, you are so unlucky, you were bumped into by me. Leave your life to me! ”

Qin Yan raised his head and saw an eighth-level martial artist with a vicious face blocking in front of him. The eyes of the warrior were full of killing intent.

On the body of the martial artist, a layer of force armor shrouded in white light, which brought Qin Yan a strong visual shock.

Qin Yan sneered and roared loudly: "I am the person Sun Sheng wants to kill, if you kill me, are you not afraid of his revenge?" Get the hell out of here! ”

Hearing Sun Sheng's name, the warrior's eyes froze, and he was stunned in place.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Yan walked into the base quickly. Directly in front, Sun Sheng was sitting on the ground, chewing on a bloody demonic thigh.

Seeing Qin Yan, Sun Sheng's eyes widened and his face was full of surprise. He stood up all of a sudden and asked loudly, "Qin Yan, you didn't even die?" ”

"That's right, I'm not dead, do you want to have my last name?" Qin Yan smiled lightly, his face full of banter.

"Bastard thing!"

Sun Sheng threw the thigh of the demonic beast in his hand to the ground and walked quickly in front of Qin Yan. Immediately after, he stretched out his right hand and slapped Qin Yan's shoulder violently.

In an instant, Qin Yan's left shoulder ached. As far as the spiritual power could see, there was a triangular mark on his left shoulder, flashing with a faint white light.

"Qin Yan, on your shoulder, I have imprinted the Force mark. Tomorrow, even if you run to the other side of this planet, I will find you and kill you! ”