Yan Ming's eyes looked at the young man in front of him, and he felt a little strange in his heart, judging from Yan Ming's knowledge, the other party's outfit did not look like a trialist on the Trial Island, which made him a little puzzled.

"Who are you?"

Yan Ming asked, even though he knew it was stupid to ask.

With a click, the black-haired boy quickly solved the life of the young man in his hand, and turned to look at Yan Ming, who was asking, with a pair of eyes as if he wanted to see through the other party.

And looking at these eyes, Yan Ming's brows couldn't help frowning, for some reason, the other party looked at him like this, he actually had an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made him feel breathless.

This feeling is very bad.

The black-haired boy didn't speak, just looked at Yan Ming, his eyes flashed with strange fluctuations, Yan Ming also felt the black-haired boy's eyes, he felt the threat that the black-haired boy carried, and his eyes began to become solemn.

The other party didn't do it immediately, does this guy have other ideas?

Thinking of this, Yan Ming had some guesses in his heart.

"Which of your chosen subordinates are you?"

The brunette boy finally spoke.

The boy's voice is very good, giving people the feeling of being gentle and elegant, very pleasant.

Yan Ming's eyebrows raised slightly, he didn't expect that he would be mistaken for someone else's subordinate.

"Before you start, don't you find out the situation?"

Yan Ming's face showed a calm expression, although he felt extremely urgent about the oppression brought to him by the black-haired boy in front of him, but Yan Ming did not do it immediately, he understood that this was not his home field, once the fight started, it was still himself who suffered, and he needed to delay for a while and wait for Mu Qili to arrive.

So Yan Ming's rare killing atmosphere started haha, and obviously the other party was not prepared to give Yan Ming such time.

I saw that after the black-haired boy heard Yan Ming's words, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

"Forget it, it's all the same anyway."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, which happened to let Yan Ming see it, Yan Ming was shocked, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, after the black-haired boy laughed, he made a direct move, and at a speed that Yan Ming couldn't react to, he crossed a distance of several meters, and instantly appeared in front of him, and blasted away with a punch at Yan Ming's chest.

"Bang~~~"

A muffled sound came, and I saw that Yan Ming, who had just reacted, was blasted out before he could respond, and this punch directly shattered his internal organs and made him spray a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem~"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Yan Ming's face turned pale for a while, but he still stubbornly raised his head and stared at the young man in front of him.

Is this the power that a person can have? It's outrageous! This strength is the same as being hit by a car, if it weren't for his vitality far beyond ordinary people, he was afraid that he would be killed by a punch!

The black-haired boy twisted his wrist, raised his eyes and saw that Yan Ming was still not dead, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he became a little curious, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

"It's funny to take a punch from me and not die yet!"

The black-haired boy spoke, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Yan Ming, and swept away with a whip leg with his right foot.

Yan Ming had his previous understanding of the other party's speed this time, although he still couldn't see the figure clearly, he could also make a rough prediction, and crossed his hands to protect his chest, but the power was really strong, although the impact was slowed down, but the body still flew backwards uncontrollably.

Bang!

Yan Ming only felt that he was pulled dozens of meters away, and finally passed through the dense branches, his body slammed on the mountain wall, and then he fell freely to the hillside weakly, setting off bursts of dust and mist, obscuring Yan Ming's figure, not knowing life and death.

Looking at the dust not far away, he didn't see the figure of the other party coming out for a long time, and the battle intent he had just mentioned in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his face was a little gloomy.

"But that's it."

And before he could make any more moves, the black-haired young man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he felt something, and smiled slightly.

"Sure enough, there will be one or two hands who can be chosen."

As he spoke, the black-haired boy turned his head sideways to dodge a slash from Yan Ming, who rushed out like a black shadow from the dense forest on the side, and then clenched the five fingers of his palm, and with a force under his feet, he punched Yan Ming, who wanted to attack again.

Yan Ming saw the fist that was faintly hit by a strong wind, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and he decisively abandoned the military knife and projected it directly towards the eyebrows of the young man in black.

Yan Ming's movements naturally did not escape the eyes of the black-haired boy, seeing a military knife flying from in front of him, the black-haired boy did not attack again, if he was hit by this fast-flying military knife, even he would suffer, thinking of this, the black-haired boy turned his fist and slid a dagger from his sleeve, a slash.

However, at this moment, I saw Yan Ming's next moment, I don't know where to dig it out, and swayed forward, and a handful of sand and dust splashed like mist.

Rao is a black-haired boy, and he was stunned for a moment for Yan Ming's behavior, feeling the sand rushing on his face, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

Clang!

Directly knocked the military knife projected by Yan Ming into the trees on the side.

The black-haired boy had a gloomy face, looking at Yan Ming, who had disappeared in front of him when the dust cleared, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Don't talk about martial arts!

But for Yan Ming's actions, the black-haired boy was just a little surprised, and that's all, if the other party wants to defeat himself with such an attack, it will be too ridiculous, so as long as the other party is not a fool, then the purpose of making this useless attack is to disturb the vision.

"Huh? This guy reacted quickly. ”

The black-haired boy's face was full of interest, and it seemed that he was still overestimating the other party.

Although the other party was able to drag and receive his own blow, in such a short time, quickly moved from the open space in front of the stone wall over there to the nearby dense forest to hide his body, and then tested the gap between himself and the other party, and then quickly withdrew to evacuate the situation that was not conducive to himself, which was an excellent judgment, but for this kind of cat and mouse way of hiding and seek, the black-haired boy had nothing else but to feel troublesome.

The black-haired boy walked to the woods next to him, and when he came to the edge of the dense forest, he stopped, his eyes looked around him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

I saw that there were some blood stains on the leaves in the surrounding dense forest, which obviously exposed the traces of the other party.

The traces of blood led to the giant tree that was several meters wide not far away, and looking at the group of giant trees a few meters high over there, the black-haired young man laughed.

"Interesting! I'm here to see what you're going to do. ”

As he spoke, the black-haired boy suddenly jumped up, spun in the air, and crashed into a giant tree in front of him.

"Poof!"

Jumu was knocked out of a big hole by the black-haired boy's body, and the black-haired boy's body stopped in the air for a second, and then fell steadily, his legs were slightly bent, his body was slightly arched, his waist was straight, and a fierce killing intent erupted from the black-haired boy's body.

Not here?

"Since you want to have fun, then I'll have fun with you!"

A flash of coldness flashed in the black-haired boy's eyes, he ignored the cracked giant tree under him, but rushed towards another big tree, his body was light and over, his feet stepped on the broken branches, with the help of the elasticity of the branches, the black-haired boy directly looked for traces of Yan Ming everywhere around.

This scene made Yan Ming, who was standing not far away, look ugly.

"This guy, his physical strength is so strong, such a dangerous action, how did he do it?"

Yan Ming couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, the surprise in his heart couldn't be expressed in words.

This guy's strength is really incomprehensible, after all, so far, Yan Ming has never seen his own strength, such a strength beyond the limit, judging from Yan Ming's estimate, the other party is enough to rely on the strength of the flesh to crush some ordinary elves.

But Yan Ming was only surprised for a moment, and then he could only accept it silently, after all, this is a world where supernatural elves live, and it is not incomprehensible that there are some monsters in the human crowd.

What's more, Yan Ming also recalled that the stupid thing in the Pokémon anime, Ash, who didn't breathe when he lifted a giant tree several meters long, and those pictures of being attacked by elves and so on, Yan Ming couldn't help but feel in his heart that it was really a human being who could still stand in the world with elves, and I was afraid that the average physique of humans in the elf world was much stronger than his previous life.

However, Yan Ming didn't feel speechless, after all, he should also have such a physique, plus with the blessing of the golden finger, as long as he has time, he may not be inferior to the other party.

It's just that when he thought that such a terrifying guy on the other side was actually selected to participate in this trial, Yan Ming sighed in his heart, such a strong guy, is it the guy who ranks first?

But instead, Yan Ming recalled the other party's black trench coat, and then thought of the strength that the other party showed to crush, and suddenly guessed in his heart, isn't the other party a trialist?

Thinking of this, Yan Ming's mood suddenly became much lower.

Not a trialist... But it can appear on the Island of Trials, could it be someone from the Viper Instructor's side? Wrong.... If it's really someone from the Viper Instructor's side, why did he kill so many trialists, and the adjudicators would be killed, this would break the rules, Team Rocket would never do this for no reason, if an organization wants to operate internally in an orderly manner, an iron rule is very important, that is fundamental.

But no matter what the identity of the other party is, the other party wants to kill himself, but it is a certainty.

And the opponent's strength is too strong, he can't even block the opponent's move, his three-legged cat skills are not enough to match the mysterious black-haired boy in front of him, not to mention, in the face of absolute strength, skills are useless, this black-haired boy's strength is far above him, this gap, he doesn't know how to resolve.

Originally, he wanted to delay time and wait for Mu Qili's support, but according to Yan Ming's estimate, even if Mu Qili arrived, with the strength of the other party's current performance, he and the others might not be able to confront the other party head-on.

Moreover, his body is still injured now, and his strength has decreased a lot, if he continues to fight, I am afraid that even if he wins, he will pay a terrible price, so that he will not have the slightest hope of winning, and he will not even be able to save his life, so ......

Yan Ming's head was spinning rapidly, he was constantly analyzing his current situation and thinking about how to deal with it, but the more he thought about it, the more blank his mind became, and there were too few favorable conditions for him at present.

In this way, he had to focus on the enemy in front of him, Yan Ming believed that since the danger came from the other party, then the solution also needed to be found in the other party, maybe there was a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, Yan Ming waved the blood on his hand that was deliberately stained in order to leave a trace, and he didn't think that disturbing some directions would delay for long.

Looking at the Poké Ball in his hand, Yan Ming put the Poke Ball that was already empty in his left hand back into his waist, Yan Ming needed one chance after another, a chance to decide the victory.