Dozens of eyes fell on the martial arts room through the transparent alloy glass.

Except for Xia Yuqi, who was instructed by Wang Yan to receive a share of the tonics, almost all the trainees of the training camp were gathered outside the No. 8 martial arts room, and even two of the three second-level martial artists gathered outside the martial arts training room, waiting for the next competition.

It is the nature of all human beings to join in the fun, and as one of the protagonists of this farce, Wang Yan has long been labeled as a "relation" by everyone, and has become the object of hatred and hatred of everyone in the training camp, which naturally makes this competition more eye-catching.

A related household, not even a first-class official martial artist, how can he get the highest level of treatment?

But the instructor also said that everything is fair in this training camp, and anyone who has enough strength can be trained to the greatest extent.

Bah!

What hypocrisy!

And now this competition is about to expose his hypocritical disguise and expose his true strength to the public, and all those who are dissatisfied with Wang Yan and have grievances are looking forward to the beginning of this competition.

"Brother Chongshan, how long do you think this Wang Ember can last?"

On the side of the martial arts room, several people were clustered around a boy with his hands on his chest and a little arrogance on his face, it was Zou Chongshan.

Yesterday, he worked hard and was extremely embarrassed, and only after fifteen minutes of perseverance under the projection of that second-level martial artist.

I thought that the results I had worked hard to achieve would definitely be the most dazzling on the field, but who would have thought that after coming out, I would see that the related household Wang Ember got the same results as him.

Obviously, that related household had already come out of the assessment room, and he hadn't been in the assessment room for fifteen minutes at all, so why did he get the same perfect evaluation as him?

At the moment when he saw Wang Yan's results, Zou Chongshan's excitement because he received a perfect evaluation disappeared in an instant.

It is difficult to describe Zou Chongshan's mood at that time.

If I have to describe it, that feeling is like the goddess who got up early every day for several days, bought breakfast for the goddess, picked her up from work, and tried hard to catch up, but others just hooked their fingers and couldn't wait to throw themselves into the arms of others.

It's like eating a fly.

Zou Chongshan even had an impulse yesterday, wanting to rush up and question the female instructor, why can this good-for-nothing relationship get exactly the same evaluation as himself?

But when he thought of the boy who was mercilessly expelled from the training camp by the female instructor, he gave up the idea very familiarly.

"How long?"

Zou Chongshan sneered, and glanced at Wang Yan in the martial arts room with a bit of disdain: "Although Li Chuan is only a first-level martial artist, his qi and blood value has long exceeded the standard line of 1.0 and reached 9.3!" In my opinion, this related household can't stick to a single move! ”

A girl surrounding Zou Chongshan frowned, looked at Wang Yan in the martial arts room through the huge glass door, and said with some uncertainty: "But...... He looked calm and confident, and he didn't seem to be worried about the next challenge at all......"

"It's just a bluff, he's afraid he knows that he is going to make a fool of himself today, so he just pretends for a while while before the fight starts."

Zou Chongshan said conclusively, and said very convictly: "I will put the words here today, if this Wang Ember can last more than ten minutes under Li Chuan's hands, my name will be written upside down in the future!" ”

The disdain for Wang Yan, a "relational household", can be seen.

Not only Zou Chongshan, but everyone else thinks the same way.

A related household that is not even a formal martial artist, in front of Li Chuan, whose qi and blood values are almost close to that of a second-level martial artist, it is estimated that he can only be killed in seconds, right?

In the martial arts room, Wang Yan and Li Chuan stood opposite each other.

Although he had been taking deep breaths before entering the martial arts room, he kept putting psychological cues on himself.

However, standing opposite Wang Ember at this moment, I don't know if it is a psychological effect or what, looking at Wang Ember in front of him, who is calm and immovable, like Mount Tai standing upright, Li Chuan's own momentum is half weaker.

The strange performance of the instructor resurfaced in front of his eyes, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Li Chuan was already a little withdrawn in his heart.

"Wang Yan, it's too late for you to admit defeat now, otherwise, you will lose ugly later!"

But even if he was apprehensive in his heart, Li Chuan could only force his composure, and now it was too late to say anything, he had already stood on the stage of performing martial arts, and there was no way out.

He could only pretend to be menacing, hoping to hide the panic that suddenly rolled in his heart.

"Is the finished?"

Wang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sense of danger emanated from his body.

Li Chuan took the initiative to challenge him, wasting his time, and now the two sides have stood on the stage of performing martial arts, and they are still saying these meaningless words.

When he thought of the true transmission method that he had obtained desperately in his dreams, and was still waiting for him to practice, it was as if there was a little beast scratching his heart.

The more urgent he was in his heart, the more angry he was at Li Chuan.

"I'm short on time, let's do it quickly."

He spoke in a deep voice.

When Li Chuan heard this, his heart suddenly became more and more flustered, and the bad premonition became stronger and stronger, and he immediately saw Wang Yan's body on the opposite side bowing slightly, and the whole person was like two people in an instant.

If you say that the previous Wang Yan, his temperament is empty and clear, as if he is a person in a painting.

Then at this time, Wang Yan's momentum suddenly became wild and tyrannical, like a predator ready to attack!

"You ......"

Li Yang's heart was beating faster, and he just wanted to say something, but Wang Yan in front of him suddenly moved!

The entire enclosed martial arts room was swirling in an instant, as if there was a strong wind!

Brush!

Wang Yan's speed was as fast as lightning, almost turning into a black line, approaching Li Chuan!

Wherever the black line passed, the air flow fluttered and sizzled, as if a sharp weapon had cut through, making a palpitating sound of breaking wind.

Li Chuan's complexion changed greatly, and an indescribable sense of crisis instantly permeated his heart, and the pores all over his body shrank in an instant.

He seemed to have an illusion, as if the person running towards him in front of him was not a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but a fierce tiger descending from the mountain!

"I recognize ......"

In just an instant, he didn't have the slightest courage to fight Wang Yan, and he retreated as fast as he could, shouting that he wanted to admit defeat.

It's just that before the word "lose" could be blurted out, a black shadow had already rushed forward.

Peng!

The second before he lost consciousness, Li Chuan only felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed truck, and the whole person was thrown backwards high, and the word that had not yet been spoken was forced back into his stomach.

His whole person was in the shape of a "big" figure, and he smashed on the huge transparent glass wall with a "bang", and fainted very simply in the shocked and inexplicable gaze of everyone.

Like a rag thrown against the glass wall, he slid down the glass wall little by little, and finally fell to the ground with a "click", his eyes rolled and he was motionless.

Spike!