This Omega is Immune to All Abilities

The School of Theory has basically determined the defeat. Seeing Yi Jiamu walk towards the pick-up area, the others basically didn't pay much attention.

Even Sangbei just pretended to say "come on" to him passionately, and then nervously cast his eyes to the one-sided throwing area.

When Yi Jiamu walked there, the person opposite happened to throw a ball over. He picked it up and put it in his hand twice thoughtfully.

But it was just such a momentary pause, and the battle academy was already impatient.

Someone yelled at him from afar: "What's going on on the theoretical side, I picked up the ball and quickly sent it back! This is too much to stand up, have you started to use the time-dragging tactics?"

Although the morale of the School of Theory was inevitably depressed, when they heard what they said, they suddenly felt a little unhappy: "What is it called? I didn't say whether to pick it up! Doesn't it depend on my own abilities? I was born in theory, who do you look down on?"

The other side laughed: "I look down on who, don't you know?"

In a few words, the fire on both sides inevitably ignited again.

In a blink of an eye, someone else began to roll up their sleeves.

If it weren't for the physical teacher who was still standing by, he could fight at any time if he didn't agree.

Every student who chooses to come to Chongxing Theory College is full of faith in the field of supernatural powers. As a result, they enjoy the treatment of "third-class citizen" as soon as the school starts.What's more, there are still a few passive ability players among them, and they feel a little bit unbearable even to provoke the next one.

Yi Jiamu looked at the chaos in the distance from a distance, without any conscious of being the fuse at all, but instead focused his attention on the task of picking up the ball.

He lifted the metal ball in his hand, weighed it, and threw it calmly.

After the metal ball slid a beautiful arc in the air, it landed near the throwing line of the School of Theory without any partiality.

After rolling twice, it happened to stop at the feet of the student who was in charge of tossing the ball in the School of Theory.

After a while, the people on both sides who were battling each other came to feel a little afterthought.

The surrounding could not help being quiet.

Wait, what just happened?

From a distance, Yi Jiamu saw his classmate who was throwing the ball still stunned in place, and he reminded him: "Hurry up, or they will say that we are procrastinating."

The freshmen of the Battle Academy were petrifying in the same place. When they heard such a sentence suddenly, it was inevitable to hear a provocative taste in the plain tone, and the expressions on their faces suddenly became more and more twisted together.

But looking at Yi Jiamu, who was still standing in place and hadn't moved a step, they had to accept this reality-the students of this theory school actually threw back the ball they threw with their abilities intact!

The physical teacher next to him also looked a little stunned, opened the roster in his hand and compared it.

The remarks of this classmate named Yi Jiamu are indeed correct in general theory.

An "ordinary" theoretical student with a normal physical fitness comparable to the combat academy?

This Omega is a bit cruel.

Yi Jiamu himself didn't realize what was wrong.

After the strange silence of the audience, seeing the mutual shots continue, he stood calmly on the spot, casually carrying out the task of picking up the ball.

Every time the opponent throws a ball, he picks it up and throws it back to the classmate who pitched it to his class.

As the opponent's throwing distance gets farther and farther, he also unhurriedly continues to pull the distance back, but the only constant is-no matter how far away, he can always throw the ball accurately. Throw it at the feet of your classmates.

Unconsciously, when the Battle Academy looked at him, it gradually turned into a ghostly expression.

Under this line of sight, Yi Jiamu scratched his face blankly: "?"

In Ta Mingxing, he has studied ancient martial arts with his grandfather since he was a child.To be honest, the props they used in their practice were much heavier than this small metal ball.Moreover, those freshmen in the Battle Academy have not yet been able to fully use their abilities. In his opinion, such a distance is really nothing.

Time passed unconsciously, and the music played leisurely at the end of get out of class, Yi Jiamu did not even fluctuate in his breath.

He picked up the last ball slowly, didn't throw it back this time, took it directly in his hand, and walked slowly back to the meeting point of his class.

Sangbei almost threw himself on him: "Yi Jiamu, you are so strong!"

The Combat Academy solved 90% of their classmates in half a class, and Yi Jiamu alone managed to survive the second half of the class in one go. Could it be that strong!

Yi Jiamu took a step back quietly, and quietly avoided such excessive enthusiasm: "Nothing."

The victory came a little too suddenly, and the classmates of the School of Theory felt a little confused. After a long while, they recovered and cheered.

In comparison, the previous arrogant arrogance was no longer there, and the atmosphere was low.

In such a moment of silence, one of them walked out of Alpha and came to Yi Jiamu: "Classmate, do you mind if you compare it?"

Sangbei was admiring his roommates in a five-body manner. Seeing that the other person was embarrassed to come, he couldn't help but ridiculed: "Why, I'm willing to give in to the bet. Is this still not convinced?"

"This time we really lost. We will also take back the previous unrealistic evaluation of the School of Theory and post an apology on the forum." While speaking, Alpha's eyes always fell on Yi Jiamu, "However, now it is myself. He’s personal wishes, I hope I can formally compare the throwing distance with this classmate."

Obviously, even if the battle academy had to admit that it was such a shameful loss to the Theoretical Academy, it wanted to find some places from another way.

Sangbei smiled directly: "You, a student from the Fighting Academy, asked us to compare physical fitness? Can you ask for more face?"

Wei Lanbing originally stayed to tidy up the venue, but he noticed the situation here and came over: "I am the squad leader, you can talk to me about something."

"This is my personal request, and it has nothing to do with the class." Alpha dismissed him in a light tone, looked at Yi Jiamu and repeated it solemnly, "So, does this classmate mind if I compete with me?"

The provocation is too strong.

Wei Lanbing twisted his eyebrows and said nothing, and looked at Yi Jiamu.

Yi Jia Muben stood there irrelevantly, and the topic was thrown over again, almost without hesitation: "Me? Of course mind."

He is not very idle, so why do you want to compare with others?

Alpha obviously didn't expect this to be the answer. After a moment of dumbness, he finally suffocated another sentence: "You really don't have a sense of collective honor. The theory school is like this, is it a flee?"

Yi Jiamu looked at him strangely: "Isn't it your personal request? I refused from a personal standpoint. What does it have to do with the college?"

Alpha: "..."

Sangbei smiled: "Have you heard, I don't like to pay attention to you!"

Alpha gritted his teeth: "How can you compare with me?"

Sangbei lost his temper by his stalking appearance: "Hey, you're not finished yet, are you?"

At this moment, Yi Jiamu suddenly asked, "Is it all possible?"

Seeing him, Alpha seemed to be a little relieved, and his eyebrows were overjoyed: "Yes, as long as it can be done, any conditions will do."

Yi Jiamu thought for a while and smiled at him: "In this case, what about the one-month meal card?"

Alpha: "Huh?"

Sangbei: "?" What kind of condition is this?

Yi Jiamu said: "Give me a one-month meal card, and I will compare with you."

After speaking, seeing that the other party was stunned for a long time and had no response, the corners of his lips were somewhat disappointed and lowered a little: "If you don't want to, let it go."

Seeing that he was leaving, Alpha finally recovered, and hurriedly called him: "Okay, just one month's meal card!"

The special metal ball in Yi Jiamu's hand has not been taken away, and he was happy when he agreed: "Then I will throw it away first."

Speaking, he moved his muscles and bones, and then he threw it directly in the direction of the distance.

The metal ball swept across an incomparably beautiful arc in the air, and then, far away, far away, flew out of the end of the field of vision of the No. 4 training ground... disappeared.

The distance is enough to kill.

The physical teacher just happened to have not left yet. Looking at the distance, he roughly estimated the distance, and said in admiration: "Even according to the grading index of the senior year, this score should be almost perfect. That's okay, classmate!"

"Thank you teacher." Yi Jiamu politely smiled at the physical teacher, turned around and saw that the Alpha was still petrified in place, and reminded, "Well... if you want to cast, I can only trouble you to pick up the ball first, classmate ."

Alpha's originally confident expression had already completely froze: "..."

At this distance, what kind of shots did he make? Is it embarrassing to cast out?

Yi Jiamu obviously did not intend to stay and wait for the other party. Before leaving, he did not forget to take out the pen and paper from the storage space in the necklace, and quickly wrote a series of numbers and handed them to the other party with a sincere attitude: "This is mine. Don’t forget to recharge your meal card ID after you finish casting, thank you.”

".................."

Alpha looked at the small note in his hand, and couldn't help but squeezed his chest, before vomiting a mouthful of old blood.

Now he reasonably suspects that this Omega's unwillingness to compare just now is completely deceiving, afraid that he has dug a hole long ago and is waiting for him here?!

And he was actually deceived by this seemingly innocent angel face!

Isn't it a theoretical student? What kind of monster is this?!

The author has something to say: Invisible force is the most deadly.

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