"Sizzle—"

Just when the supervising teachers saw that the situation was not good and were about to come to the rescue, the huge metal snake shook its head and threw out the Han Feng in its mouth.

Everyone present witnessed him slash a parabola through the air and then fall heavily to the ground with a muffled 'thud'.

Just by listening to the sound, you can know that this fall is not light.

Not to mention, the armor, which looked very strong, was already cracking inch by inch at this time.

"Poof!"

Then, as Han Feng bit through the 'dragon blood' in his mouth, a huge amount of red 'blood' gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.

This miserable appearance made many people worry about their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

What's more, he burst into tears because of this.

'I guess I vomited too much blood...'

Although Hai Qingtian couldn't bear to see it, and even subconsciously looked away, he still couldn't help but wonder.

But soon, this doubt was dispelled...

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!!"

Because after Han Feng spurted blood for a while, he let out an extremely violent cough.

The momentum that seems to cough up the whole lung, Hai Qingtian feels that even if he is a person with good acting skills, it is impossible to pretend to be able to do it.

In fact...

Han Feng's cough was not pretended, but really choked.

He really couldn't imagine that the amount of juice gushing out of the seemingly small 'dragon's blood whisker' after biting it was comparable to a bottle of soda that had been violently shaken.

Unsuspecting, he was directly choked on his trachea by the countercurrent juice.

However, this mistake also made the acting look more realistic.

With the appearance of coughing violently and spurting blood exaggeratedly, no one would doubt that he would die on the spot in the next moment...

"Classmates! Hold on! We'll take you to the hospital right away! ”

The panicked supervising teacher hurriedly ran over with a white stretcher and carried Han Feng up.

"Ahem!"

Han Feng, who had already coughed up tears, raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the head of the giant metal snake.

Okay, you Jiang Yifan, won't you earn four treasure boxes? Do you need to pit me like this...

"Don't worry, classmate! If you have any good or bad words, we will definitely avenge you! ”

However, Han Feng's move, in the eyes of the supervising teacher, was somewhat of a 'blind to death', so he hurriedly took his hand and swore that he said.

“...”

Hearing this, the corners of Han Feng's eyes twitched, but he couldn't refute it, so he could only silently continue to spurt blood...

...

"Isn't it time to be pressed and have too much time to explain to you..."

Jiang Yifan, who knew what Han Feng's finger meant, scratched his head politely but embarrassedly.

Through the small piece of single-sided glass that was the pupil of the snake's eyes, and seeing that the people around him were already jealous and fearful of the giant metal snake, Jiang Yifan understood that the wave of 'performances' just now had achieved initial results.

But...

At this time, there are still seven or eight minutes left until the end of the game.

If the giant metal snake is allowed to do nothing, it will be consumed like this, and after a long time, it will inevitably make people see the clues.

So, there has to be further performances...

"Master Snake, it's time to 'eat' snacks."

Jiang Yifan turned his head and said.

'Xiu Xiu~'

The bronze snake, which only showed half of its body, shook its small tail to show understanding.

Then, the people outside saw this scene:

The giant metal snake, which had just spit out the person not long ago, suddenly opened its bloody mouth again, and quickly devoured the 'shadow crow' hovering around it.

There were more than a dozen of them in one bite, causing countless frightened shadow crows to scream desperately.

But the giant metal snake ignored it, and after smashing its mouth a few times, countless blood-stained black feathers flew out of its lips with its breath.

The bloody scene of hunting is already very uncomfortable.

And those 'black feather crows' who are reluctant to leave even if they are hunted make the scene even more weird and weird.

"Why don't those black crows run? It's like a fool, so many companions have been eaten..."

"Maybe it's because the metal snake is restrained by a magnetic field or something like it can't run away, or it's just willing to be eaten, similar to a kind of sacrifice."

"Huh? What fresh chicken chops to eat? ”

This strange thing caused the onlookers to talk to each other in a whisper.

On the other hand, the members of Hongquan University did not speak at this moment, but all turned their eyes to their leader, Hai Qingtian.

The game is coming to an end, and it's time for the 'salary' to close...

"President, do we have any next moves?"

The previous cadre, as their representative, took the initiative to walk up to Hai Qingtian and asked.

The implication of this sentence is that if there is no other work to do, pay your salary as soon as possible.

Being reminded by this, Hai Qingtian withdrew his gaze from the giant metal snake, glanced at the time on his watch, shook his head and replied, "Not for the time being, you go and distribute map fragments to everyone." ”

As he spoke, in addition to leaving no more than 1,000 map fragments for himself, he transferred the remaining nearly 4,000 pieces of his watch to this cadre.

Although it is not clear how the individual members have collected map fragments, it is conservatively estimated that at least 30 students from Hongquan University will be able to enter the 100 Talents Program this year, accounting for nearly one-third of the places.

That's quite a good result.

You must know that the best results in the history of Hongquan University have not exceeded 15 people to enter the 100 talents program at the same time.

After all, in the entire Minfu Province, in addition to the four major universities, the top-notch students of other universities should not be underestimated.

Therefore, the quota allocation of the 100-person plan every year is that the Big Four eat meat and other schools drink soup.

Only this year is an exception, due to the demon of Furong University, Hongquan University has become the only biggest winner who eats meat.

It's a pity...

"Originally, those map fragments held by Lian Zhi were conservatively estimated to be more than 5,000..."

Hai Qingtian, who put his gaze back on the giant metal snake, couldn't help but clench his fists.

Although he knew that the Frostwing Warlord, whose strength had reached the level of a soldier, could be killed in one move.

And his Wave-Riding Tiger Catfish, even if his strength is above the Frost Wing Warlord, if he wants to fight the metal snake, I'm afraid it won't be very good.

It's just that...

He always felt that the true strength of this metal snake did not seem to be what everyone saw...

...

The other side.

Han Feng, who was about to be sent to the hospital for rescue, suddenly straightened up with blood on his face, startling the supervising teacher next to him.

"Classmate, don't move..."

The instructor hurriedly tried to push him back.

Han Feng raised his hand and wiped it on his face, then took out the 'Dragon Blood Beard' in his mouth with some embarrassment, and said, "The blood is fake, I am not injured." ”

"This..."

The two supervisors, who were about to take him to the hospital, couldn't help but look at each other for a while.

Apparently, they had guessed what was going on with the giant metal serpent.

"According to the rules of the game, when you were carried away by us just now, you were already recognized as eliminated."

One of them said with a frown.

Han Feng, who had been prepared for a long time, stood up and clenched his fists with his hands in shame, and said what Jiang Yifan taught him:

"My father is Han Qingshuang from the Rinfeng Gym, and I hope the two of you will give face..."

...

"Ahh

Han Qingshuang, who was a guest at an old friend's house in Furong City by the way, suddenly sneezed without warning.

"Got a cold?"

The old friend asked with concern.

"I guess there was a cold wind blowing on the way here."

Han Qingshuang rubbed her nose.

"Usually you should pay more attention to maintenance, after all, we are all starting to run five years old, no more than when we are in our twenties."

The old friend sighed, "Recently, I have been so angry with the kid at home that my health is not good, relying on my thin face as a father, I will cause trouble everywhere, how can I be as worry-free as your son..."

Hearing this, Han Qingshuang couldn't help laughing:

"That's the only advantage of my family style."