Chapter Eighty-Five: The Top Three Competitions Begin

"Tubu!"

"Tubu!"

The sound of automatic rifles like firecrackers rang out.

Countless bullets came in from a distance, and under the wrath of these bullets, the surrounding hay was broken and sent flying.

The occasional bullet fired on the ground brought up a thick cloud of dust and smoke.

The trunk of the tree was also densely covered with numerous bullet holes in an instant.

"The Southern Army patrols, and the lawbreakers kneel and don't kill!"

The faces of the second-order cultivator and the first-order mid-stage changed slightly.

In the middle of the first stage, he fled for his life again.

But the second-order looked at Zhou Buzhou after a slight hesitation in his eyes turned into firmness, and he rushed straight towards Zhou Buzhou again.

The true hand knife cut through Zhou Buzhou's clothes, and touched Zhou Buzhou's heartbeat through his chest.

Zhou Buzhou's eyes showed struggle, but his limbs were still weak.

Still is...... Are you going to die?

The next moment, a touch of true qi fluctuated from far and near, sweeping over at an unimaginable speed.

Zhou Bu turned his pupils and looked over there.

I saw a bullet the size of a banana with a red glow shooting towards me.

This is, true qi attached to the bullet?

Zhou Buzhou paused in place.

He thought he was dead.

But the man who was going to kill him was pierced through the chest by the huge red bullet that came at a rapid pace.

The bullet was still extremely fast after passing through the chest of the second order in front of him, and disappeared after piercing several large trees in succession.

But the second-order cultivator in front of him was not dead.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of madness, raised his right hand, and stabbed it fiercely at Zhou Buzhou's heart.

A stinging pain came from the skin in front of the heart.

Zhou Buzhou's eyes flashed with fierceness and madness.

Strength has regained somewhat.

He didn't have time to lift his sword, and the sword in his left hand was very awkward after all, and it was too late.

He just stretched out his right hand without hesitation, condensed a thousand kilograms of fist power, and smashed the handle of the long knife that was still inserted in his right chest with one punch.

At the moment when the handle of the knife fell down, Zhou Buzhou avoided the opponent's hand knife, and then took the initiative to pounce!

My right breast, it's your left breast!

My lungs, to your heart!

Poof.

The second-order cultivator froze in place.

He beat Zhou Buzhou in a panic and quickly struggled.

Zhou Buzhou hugged him tightly, and used all his strength to collide his body with the body of that second-order cultivator!

After a few seconds, the second-order cultivator's pupils slowly dilated, and then gradually dilated.

……

On the high platform, Zero Tribulation chuckled: "It's three o'clock in the morning!" ”

Haoyue snorted: "There are still eight minutes!" Can't wait even eight minutes? Zero Tribulation, you haven't cultivated enough meditation skills! ”

Zero Tribulation smiled lightly, not caring.

It's okay if those bastards in the spiritual base don't come, if they do, they will definitely die!

On the other side, the people from the military department and the third department were full of doubts.

The six young people in the audience couldn't help but think about it.

It is said that the other people in the Spirit Department base may not come because they are worried about the danger or because they know that they will not be able to grab the top three.

But is it true that Zhou Buzhou will not come?

The kind of guy who can comprehend the will of the extreme, the kind of guy who fights for his life even to kill two people, will really be afraid to come?

But if you come, Zhou Buzhou shouldn't be the kind of person who has no concept of time!

Even if he really has no sense of time, he shouldn't be more than half an hour late, right?

The crowd was confused and silent.

……

The southern slope, among the messy grass.

Zhou Buzhou was in a trance.

I don't know how long it took, but the sun suddenly lightened his body, and the sun shone on his face.

It was someone who removed the body of the second-order cultivator who was standing in front of him.

Open your eyes slightly.

In front of him was a guy who was fully armed and dressed in military uniform.

The soldier reached out and patted Zhou Buzhou's shoulder with a look of concern.

"Fellow, are you alright?"

The dizzy Zhou Buzhou's face suddenly darkened.

Fellow?!

Do you call everyone when you are a soldier?

Last time at NTU, the SWAT captain called him fellow countryman, and now, the PLA uncle of the Southern Army also calls him fellow countryman.

Isn't there any other name than fellow countrymen?

Also, why is there a PLA uncle here?

Zhou Buzhou shook his head: "Uncle of the People's Liberation Army, I'm fine!" ”

The soldier looked strange, but nodded anyway.

Then he looked at the corpse of the second-order cultivator and said with emotion: "This guy seems to be a second-order mid-stage cultivator of the reincarnation organization on the wanted order!" ”

"It's really not easy for you to survive at his hands!"

Was it a wanted person?

No wonder this PLA uncle didn't doubt his identity at all.

The soldier pressed Zhou Buzhou and said, "Bear with it!" ”

Bear with it?

Endurance of what?

"Ahh

The long knife on his right chest was quickly drawn, and blood splattered down the wound.

Zhou Buzhou's face suddenly turned pale.

The soldier quickly took out a small paper bag from his pocket, opened it, and sprinkled some black powder on Zhou Buzhou's wound.

The blood, just stopped.

Zhou Buzhou was stunned for a moment.

This is a high-grade gold sore medicine, which is not sold on the market, if you buy it through a special channel, it may cost tens of thousands of dollars!

But with such tens of thousands of things, this PLA uncle used it for him without hesitation.

Zhou Buzhou's face was full of gratitude: "Thank you!" ”

"You're welcome!"

The soldier took out the bandage again and helped Zhou Buzhou tie it around, and then asked:

"How did you provoke this guy?"

"Forget it, this is not the place to ask these questions, you come with me, and you can cooperate with us to answer some questions later."

As if sensing Zhou's mood change, the soldier chuckled:

"Don't be nervous! This is just a routine, just like the police station asking the person to make a record, it is just a procedure. ”

Zhou Buzhou nodded, raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sun is still in the middle, and it should still be around noon.

Even if it's past noon, as long as it's not too long, he doesn't believe that he can't continue to scream at the top three competition despite this injury!

Selling miserably and crying poor, Lao Tzu is a professional!

Zhou Buzhou shook his head: "I'm sorry, can the matter of making a record be postponed?" I'm going to go to the other base to participate in a tournament, a very important tournament! ”

"Playing a race?"

The soldier paused slightly, and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of the other base: "Is it the competition over there at the different base?" ”

Zhou Buzhou nodded.

"You're from the Spirit Base?"

The soldier smiled slightly: "I thought that the Lingbu base had collectively abstained, and Lao Tzu looked down on people who were cowardly before fighting, but he didn't want you to be blocked." ”

"I'm sorry!"

The soldier apologized solemnly.

He continued: "You go to the game, I still have a mission!" I can't send you there. But I guess there shouldn't be those outlaws here. ”

The words fell, and the soldier got up.

He didn't care about Zhou Buzhou anymore, nor did he say that he wanted Zhou Buzhou to compensate for the money for the sores medicine, but took out a strange little camera and filmed it at the bullet holes at the scene.

Zhou Buzhou was slightly puzzled: "What are you?" ”

"Take pictures to prove that I didn't shoot indiscriminately!"

With a faint remark, the soldier lowered his head and continued to take pictures.

After taking another picture, the soldier looked at his watch: "It's twelve forty-three." ”

Zhou Buzhou's heart sank, he was nearly an hour late, and the game at the different base was over!

The soldier smiled slightly: "I heard the Haoyue Sage in the center say before, it seems that the game is going to be postponed until three o'clock in the afternoon, that is, twelve forty-five!" ”

"In two minutes, you have to run fast enough to get from here to the alien base, and you can still get in time."

Zhou Buzhou's expression was slightly paused.

He quickly grabbed the Zhan Lu sword and immediately limped in the direction of the other base.

When he staggered past the soldiers, Zhou Buzhou took out a high-grade spirit stone that had been consumed about one-fifth and handed it over.

The soldier didn't think much of it, and reached out to take it.

Then the soldier paused.

Without waiting for the soldiers to react, Zhou Buzhou ran out quickly.

There were only two minutes left, and he didn't have time to continue to give in to this PLA uncle.

The soldier held the spirit stone and looked at Zhou Buzhou's back blankly.

Running and running, Zhou Buzhou turned around and shouted: "Zhou Buzhou, the base of the Student Spiritual Department, I don't know what the name of the PLA uncle is?" ”

The soldier grinned, his shiny teeth reflecting the sunlight.

"Codename, Chasing Eagle!"

"Then, Uncle Eagle Chaser, I don't thank you for your kindness, if the student has the ability in the future, the grace of saving his life today will be reciprocated!"

The grace of saving lives is not something that can be repaid by a top-grade spirit stone with 80% of the spiritual energy left!

Chasing Eagle smiled, and didn't care, the grace of saving his life was still reciprocated?

He put away the spirit stone and turned around to continue shooting the bullet hole, but when he photographed the bullet hole of the real qi bullet, he had a headache.

There were more knife wounds near the bullet holes.

The knife wound is also connected to the bullet hole, which is a bit difficult to distinguish......

And thinking about the long knife on Zhou Buzhou's right chest, and when he came over, Zhou Buzhou was holding this lawless person to seal the court.

So......

Thinking of that scene, even if it was chasing the eagle from the battlefield, he couldn't help but be shocked.

The students of the reserve army base, are they so murderous?

actually played the fight for their lives that many people in the army may not be able to play!

Fortunately, his bullet broke through the defense of the sealed court, otherwise, Zhou Buzhou's fight for his life would have been just a joke.

……

"It's already three o'clock in the afternoon!"

Zero Tribulation said indifferently.

Haoyue didn't say anything more this time.

He has already given the Lingbu base and Zhou Buzhou forty-five minutes, and the other party has not yet come, so he can only say that this is fate.

Haoyue got up, his spirit was full of energy, and he suddenly said loudly: "The competition has officially begun, it is still a ring battle, and when no one challenges it, the top three will be determined!" ”

As Haoyue's voice fell, his spiritual power swept towards the field.

The ten smaller rings slowly sank to the ground.

And in the other three huge rings, the spiritual power barrier above slowly dissipated.

The three major arenas are officially opened!

Offstage, the six top ten young people slowly walked towards the three rings.