On the cliff snow peak, a small clearing, thirteen young men who finally climbed to the top of the peak in the wolf pack trial, bowed to James Howlett on one knee and looked at each other.

Remus Pitt walked to the middle and said, "Those who are interested in competing for the 'head wolf' can stand up." ”

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief, they had expected it to be a forced scuffle.

Opal hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and walked out, Bucky shrugged his shoulders, since it was all this far, it was nothing more than another fight, he had gradually lost his opponents these days, and only one person could never be defeated.

Colin Pitt looked at Opper, Bucky, and a stout but not tall black-haired young man in the field, and smiled slightly.

He is the son of Remus, the strongest of the young wolf pack candidates of this generation, with brown hair and blue eyes, close to 1.9 meters tall, he doesn't look strong, but he has a well-proportioned body.

The cliff climb of more than 1,000 meters, only he completed it alone, and it was even quite easy, and he reached the peak in a short time ahead of everyone, and his killing technique was only one line away from reaching the third stage.

Since he was a child, Colin has entered the second layer with Remus, and his father has been reborn to teach training, and his skills and physical fitness are much higher than those of his generation.

After all, the wolf pack trial is a selection within the family, not a cruel 'Gu raising' screening, and if you can climb the cliff, you already have the qualifications to become a formal wolf pack member and enter the next stage of training.

The life of these young men is mainly to learn cultural knowledge, practice boxing, and familiarize themselves with various weapons and equipment, all of which are focused on the improvement of personal ability.

And this trial will transform them from 'lone wolves' to cohesive groups, and then continue the practice of teamwork and cooperation, and become a wolf pack that truly hunts together.

So the selection of the head wolf was voluntary, which was also unknown to everyone at first, and they were led to the illusion that "only one person can be left".

The four of them looked at each other, and almost at the same time they had a tacit understanding, and the one-armed Bucky and Ope and another stout black-haired young man faintly approached, and the three of them surrounded Colin Pitt among them.

Colin shook his shoulders as if to relax.

Swish! didn't wait for the three of them to make a move, but took the lead in attacking.

He rushed forward, raised his legs, crackled the air, and flung like a whip at the stocky millstone-like man, who erected his arms as thick as the thighs of an ordinary man, and took the blow hard.

gnaw the hard bones first, and do your best to win down the most durable black-haired youth, and don't give them a chance to entangle.

Poof, not as hard as expected, Colin's whip leg whipped up with a dull soft sound, like a pillow falling to the ground.

But the "grinding plate" was like being struck by lightning, and the shoulders and elbows were a little soft, and the muscles and joints were painful like countless pinpricks.

Colin Pitt's second-stage dark penetrating blow could already be swung between his fists and kicks at will, and he only missed the last trick of his face.

Unreservedly punched again, and the lightning and flint were half wasted the strongest and hardest to fight, and the one who was good at fighting a protracted battle.

Bucky and Auper reacted immediately, pounced on them, but did not expect that most of their combat power would be blown up in just a moment of "grinding plate", Bucky still rose and fell to dodge, attacking to the waist and abdomen and the lower plate, Aopo was on top of the front, and Colin dismantled the fist moves.

Eric Lanshell watched the fists and kicks of several people whistling back and forth, killing fiercely, and some excited fur exploded.

Fist-to-flesh combat is the most bloody in people, and young Eric can't help but want to change his killing skills.

Compared to the killing technique, which specializes in combat skills and strange strength damage, the evolution technique practiced by mutants is much gentler.

Although there are also exercises in fist and foot fighting, it is more focused on the control of the body, the exploration and control of self-ability, and in addition to the variant ability of the meat system, he is not good at hand-to-hand combat.

Of the three people on the field, the black-haired young man who was the first to be discarded has fallen, and Opal is still struggling to support him, Colin's punches and feet are too heavy, and as long as he is hit, he will have an electrocution-like spasm, and he can't hit a few second-stage injuries, and he can't form an effective counterattack.

Peng!

Colin snorted, he raised his knee as a shield, blocking a punch from Bucky's crouch to the abdomen, but it was hard enough to break the shin of the calf of the stone pillar, but there was a sharp pain like a break.

Bucky's fists were getting heavier and heavier, and his power skills were different.

James once told Bucky that if he practiced his body and footwork well, he would teach him something else.

Unlike Steve's shield boxing, which rotates around the body, Bucky practiced the "heaviest" punch, which exploded in the body, and the Falling Star Fist was a chain from the toes to the calves.

James just casually mentioned it, it was a heavy punch, but Bucky remembered that when punching, he wanted to look for the fierce power of the meteor falling on the ground, and he gave it such a name.

Opper's pressure was greatly reduced, and Colin began to focus on Bucky, who could pose a huge threat to him.

This one-armed Barnes actually has such a heavy fist, although the frequency of one-arm output is limited, and the punch is obviously a little late, but the lethality is remarkable.

Buzz, buzz.

Bucky lowered his head and flashed Colin's arm, pumping a dull buzz in the air, Colin's arm seemed to become loose and a little soft, but it was like two iron whips, and the top of Bucky's head was hot and painful.

"I don't think it's bald..."

An inexplicable thought crossed Sergeant Barnes's mind, and he even suspected that his scalp was still intact, and Colin twisted his hips and opened his arms, and the whip swirled like a wheel.

The howling wind and snow seemed to be swept away, and Baji was able to retreat and dodge, trying to squat and change positions, but the route was blocked, and there was already a cliff behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

"Ho! Rise! ”

Colin's waist was wrapped around Ao Po from behind, and he clasped his hands together, pulled Colin's body on the spot, leaned back to make a bridge, and pushed Colin's head through the solid stone like an onion.

This kind of grappling and wrestling rarely appears in ordinary sparring exercises, but when it is used suddenly, it has a miraculous effect.

Colin put his hands on the ground with his head over, steadily protected his head and neck, twisted his hips upside down, broke away from Aopo's embrace, and took advantage of the inertia of twisting his legs to flung lightly on the side of his neck, kicking Aopo unconscious.

He flipped around, and Bucky's punch slammed into his eyes.

Bang!

Colin hurriedly crossed his arms in front of him, but he was beaten with a tingle, this painful feeling was what he had just brought to others, it was also a second-stage dark burst of damage, and Bucky's fist was much heavier.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Bucky, who punched him with a punch, was like a blacksmith, hammering the ingot with great rhythm.

Colin was knocked apart by a punch, and while Bucky's attacks weren't quick and furious, every punch was fancy, blocked or blocked, and went straight at your body.

Colin stumbled, becoming more and more unable to parry, a mouthful of sweet blood gushed up, pressed against his chest and spurted out, and his face was ashen and frustrated on the ground.

His internal organs had been damaged by the heavy blow that had been blown.

"Whew... Call... Phew......."

Bucky tilted his head, staggering, his fists still trembling in front of him, his vision already fogging, his mind spinning......

The wind and snow were a little quieter, and everyone's ears were suddenly quieter, except for the sound of breathing like a bellows constantly being pulled.

Bucky's chest rose and fell more slowly, snowflakes fell from his long hair and shoulders, and the white mist from his mouth became more and more intense.

He finally lowered his fist and took one last look at the unobstructed view of the snow-capped mountains beneath the snowy peaks.

His eyes went black and he collapsed with a bang.

...........................

"Shhhhh

Bucky looked groggily at the gray stone ceiling, his head was heavy, his eyes were slit, and after a while, he realized that it was in the dungeon of the old mansion.

The wound on the broken arm had been completely healed for more than a year on the left arm, and there was a burning pain like a tear, and there was a strange and unfamiliar sense of touch.

"Coffey has healed your injury, and now the pain is necrosis and re-stimulation of the muscular nerve response, which will slowly get used to it."

Bucky turned his head to see Mr. Howlett sitting next to the alloy counter with something written on it, and he tried to get up, but his left side was unusually heavy, like a heavy ball of solid steel.

Crunch...

There was a sore tooth sound, and the edge of the alloy bed under Bucky was pinched into a ball, and he subconsciously looked down.

A metal palm, spread out in front of the eyes.