I have a piece of land in my hand

At night, the air temperature quickly dropped to more than ten degrees below zero, and the cold wind roared and icy on the face.

However, the Martial Arts Academy is brightly lit tonight. The parking lot in front of the school is full of luxury cars. A large number of reporters and crowds are gathered on both sides of the street, all looking forward to the center of the academy’s teaching building. I set up a big screen and waited for the ranking of the 100 students in front of me to change at midnight.

To be ranked in the top 100 in the student list of the Martial Arts Academy, it must be at least the Grand Master level. If you put it outside, there are no big bosses who are regarded as guests!

Among the top 100, those younger than 30 years old have become the target of everyone's attention, because they have the potential to grow into a great master-level super power!

Examination room No. 36.

Here is a gathering of 610 outstanding candidates who were among the top ten in the knockout rounds of the school's examination rooms, as well as 100 outstanding candidates who successfully advanced to the wild card.

In the next few hours, 710 of them will play the finals in a martial arts arena that is more spacious than a football field.

Each examinee’s back is stuck with a name tag. What they have to do is to tear off the name tag from others as much as possible. They can also snatch the name tag from others. Each name tag earns one point, and the number of name tags is increased. More, the higher the score.

During the competition, there will be ten teachers arranged by the academy around the martial arts field. They will randomly fire rubber bullets coated with paint at the candidates with guns. They will be shot and one point will be deducted.

There is only one judging rule for the assessment: the candidates are ranked according to their scores, and the top 50 with the highest scores will be assigned to class 1, the 51st to 100th, to class 2, and so on...

"Please hurry up and enter the martial arts arena. Five minutes later, the competition will officially begin!" The four-direction broadcast speakers set up the martial arts arena, and a reminder sounded at the same time, urging candidates who were preparing for the battle to enter the arena.

"Haha, kid, I will stare at you! Prepare to be eliminated first!" Nangongjing walked to Chen Fan and glanced at him unkindly, walking away with a wicked smile.

Chen Fan's eyes were flat as water, and he didn't immediately return, so he followed behind Nangongjing and walked into the martial arts field without saying a word.

For those who threaten him with words, he prefers to use his own way to treat his own body.

In the spectator stand on the periphery of the martial arts field, Yang Shao's mouth twitched a sneer: "It's paralyzed! I ruined my Ferrari, beat my bodyguard, and want to get good results in the promotion tournament? Dream you!"

Looking at the time on his watch, Yang Shao secretly gestured to several teachers holding rubber guns around the martial arts field. Then, they seemed to move their positions randomly and came to the place near Chen Fan. local.

"You die! Lao Tzu made you the lowest score in the game this time!" Yang Shao smiled evilly, with a red face, as if he had seen Chen Fan's spirit collapse and crying, his heart was secretly refreshed. .

As time passed, the invigilator snapped the starting gun in his hand, and the game officially began!

......

Standing in the center of the martial arts arena, Nangongjing fixed his eyes on Chen Fan. His whole body was majestic. The aura of the pinnacle of a grandmaster was very obvious, as if it was about to burst out at any time, so many candidates did not dare to approach.

With the'pop' of the starting gun, Nangongjing glared and roared. A pair of tiger claws tore the air and grabbed directly at Chen Fan.

He didn't care if Chen Fan would launch a counterattack, because through the morning knockout, he had already observed Chen Fan's strength, which was stronger than the ordinary Grandmaster level, but far from reaching the Grand Master level!

"Your game is over!"

Nangongjing's figure is fast, and the speed rises rapidly, reaching more than 400 meters per second, which is almost close to the minimum standard of the Grand Master level of 500ms.

Rumble!

The sonic boom is endless.

At this moment, the several teachers standing around the martial arts field all pointed their guns at Chen Fan, pulled the trigger, and a shuttle rubber bullet hit him.

"It really helped me!" Yang Shao almost yelled out excitedly. He didn't expect that the famous Nangong Well in the college would take the lead in attacking Chen Fan!It's really surprising!

The speed of these rubber bullets can't even reach the speed of sound, and they can only hit some less powerful grandmasters, or ordinary warriors whose strength is not as good as the grandmaster.

Yang Shao didn’t know Chen Fan’s strength, but he estimated that the opponent should be at the master level, otherwise he would not easily defeat his family’s more than a dozen bodyguards, but it would not be too high, at least not as powerful as Nangongjing. Otherwise, he would already be famous in the college.

So when he roughly investigated Chen Fan’s admission information, and found that Chen Fan actually made it to the finals this month, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money, plus his father’s identity as the grade director of the college, forcing several teachers to shoot Chen together. Where, the hit rate is guaranteed.

He is not afraid of being caught, after all, although the probability of several teachers attacking the same candidate together is small, it is not completely impossible.

The college would feel that Chen Fan was out of luck, and happened to be targeted by several teachers.

Even if he goes deeper, Shao Yang can use his father's identity to suppress the matter!

And now, with Nangongjing's fierce attack, Yang Shao felt that Chen Fan had no time to be distracted and couldn't avoid the rubber bullet that came!

"in!"

Yang Shao clenched his fists, staring at the martial arts field like a lottery player waiting for the lottery draw in front of the TV.

Puff puff!

A series of rubber bullets all hit Nangongjing's body.

That's right, it's Nangongjing...

Just now, Chen Fan's eyes were quick and his hands were swift, and his brain was swiftly moving, and the scene before him was like slow motion, being processed quickly by his brain's sensory cells.He grabbed the attacking Nangong Well, used the opponent as a shield, carried it around, and took all the rubber bullets.

Then, with a strong flick, he threw the person away from the martial arts field.

"what!!!"

"Chen Fan! I want to kill you!"

Nangongjing's heart-piercing howl echoed over the martial arts field, surrounded by reverberations, and brought his sorrow, making the guests present to show sympathy.

"This grandmaster is so unlucky! He was thrown out by someone, and he didn't even have the qualification to continue the game."

"Indeed, this buddy is also terrible!"

"But...why did I see him attacking others, but he was beaten into a hornet's nest by rubber bullets, so I want to laugh inexplicably...puff!"

"Official attacks are the deadliest!"

The spectator seats were full of teachers and leaders from the academy, as well as many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the base city. Almost everyone's eyes were on Chen Fan's side, discussing each other and whispering.

Only Yang Shao sat blankly, glanced at Chen Fan who was standing in the middle of the court, and looked at the Nangong Well who had fallen outside the court with a dazed expression.

"what happened?"

"What the hell is this?"