How could O who installed A find A again?

Yidi Erte was also stunned, and then...then he was sent flying by the knife.

Maybe it was some kind of coincidence, just now he was trying to dodge cutting his throat, and the movement direction happened to be to the right, while the examiner's figure staggered at the same time, the blade was raised, and the blade was erected, so the two forces collided, visually It created an illusion that Idielt touched the examiner's knife with his face, and even knocked himself flying.

Everyone choked up.

However, when Yidi Erte rolled out, the examiner did not pursue him as swiftly as before. He stopped at the same spot, struck the ground again with the long knife, and stroked his waist with the other hand. Although he could not see his face through the opaque mask, he did not It was difficult to see that he was trying to adjust his breathing, and then he flipped a buckle with his fingers, so that the air valve on the bleeding side of his waist was closed alone.

As a result, anxious sighs sounded again in the silent venue. Many people turned their heads to look at the expressionless marshal on the high platform, and even some admirers of the marshal slandered him for a moment. with indifference.

Perhaps because he had guessed what everyone was thinking, Ren slowly raised the microphone: "Can we continue?"

The medical team was holding a stretcher, and they were ready to start running. However, the examiner in the field seemed to be more indifferent to his injury than the marshal just now. He didn't answer, but straightened his back, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and posed again. The posture of facing the enemy.

The military cadets at the scene were fine, and some young viewers on Starnet started to cry.

Although Yidi Erte was blinded by the photograph, his swollen face would not cause him to lose his combat effectiveness. He jumped up and saw that the examiner opposite seemed to be standing unsteadily.

opportunity!

Everyone only saw the blond man who fell on the ground jump up quickly, without pausing for a moment, he swung out a sword and rushed at him. This is also a high-frequency electric knife, which is different from the previous Aoke. His electric knife Once out of the sheath, it is completely covered by blue and white current.

The examiner seemed to be caught off guard. The knife in his hand turned horizontally, and a layer of light energy floated up, which became a shield to hold the electric knife. However, he should have been exhausted, so the horizontal thrust of the knife did not form an effective complete defense. Everyone was pushed back by the huge force of the electric knife.

Next, Yidi Erte's fighting momentum became more and more unstoppable, his movements were iron-blooded and heroic, but also elegant and smooth, and he played very well, but——

If he is the first to play, even if it is No.11, the audience will immediately stand up and cheer.

Unfortunately, he was the last one.

What he was facing was a bloody examiner who had lost 19 people in a row and was already exhausted.

Wave after wave of shouts sounded in the arena. Idiart's blood surged, and he opened and closed his offensive with extraordinary bravery. He seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own blood rushing in his ears, as if his ears were automatically shielded from external noises. , I couldn’t hear the audience’s voice clearly, the battle brought excitement in an instant, and the pheromone belonging to the S-class Alpha floated out overwhelmingly, and the nearest people could still smell it through the photon barrier.

A Beta whispered: "Damn, the tobacco smell, I used to think the tobacco-flavored A was quite attractive..."

Spreading rumors is a very unreliable game, so when it spread to the Omega area, it became "this golden retriever smells like second-hand smoke".

So a group of delicate Omegas pinched their noses and waved their hands in panic, as if they could smell it too.

Yidi Erte is very focused, his mental power has been highly concentrated, he felt that the actions of the examiner on the opposite side seemed to be in slow motion, limp and weak, and the electric knife kept hitting the opponent's light blade, making a crackling sound.

It's an excellent performance.

But Admiral Vermer's face on the high platform was as black as if he had just dug coal.

1 minute has passed.

When IDilt split, his mental strength was only A-, which was already considered high-quality in terms of the population ratio of the entire Federation, but Master Vimmer, who had always regarded himself as the proud son of heaven, could not accept it.

He needs to greatly improve his mental power in a short period of time, so that he can take the lead in Weilan's military training and prove that he is worthy of the blood of a general.

But all Alphas need long-term hard work to improve their mental power.

The only thing left is to steal the strengthening medicine in the experiment.

At that time, Admiral Vermer was not in the capital, and Rennes was constantly proving his rank as a marshal with his blood-stained military exploits. The four words "the poor should not be chased" were never included in the tactics list, so he forced the leader of the rebel army at that time to jump into a black hole.

And the First Legion is mopping up the sword of the sky, cleaning up those star bandits who are trying to take advantage of the chaos,

When Admiral Wimmer returned, Idilt was already an S-class Alpha.

So almost no one knows that Yidi Erte's inflated spiritual power has a fatal weakness.

The mental network that has been forcibly raised is like a plastic wrap that has been stretched to the limit, it is extremely sensitive and extremely fragile, any slightest disturbance will make the film send out a high-risk warning.

What's more, he was facing an examiner who was able to defeat 19 people by himself.

The blade clashed, and Idilt let out a low growl, the muscles in both arms tensed, and the thrusters of the wrist joints were pressurized, and the blade was suddenly pressed against the opponent. The opponent seemed to be out of strength, and the blade easily pressed against his neck.

The electric current left glaring burn marks on the examiner's black armor.

The two were already very close, and almost all the audience stood up. They looked at the venue anxiously. On the high platform, Admiral Ferditz looked gloomy, and was half-holding the microphone to call for a stop, but her eyes moved slightly, I saw Ren covered in frost.

The slender fingertips tapped on the tabletop of the lecture table in front of him, his expression remained unchanged, but Admiral Ferditz was almost forced out of his fighting instinct by him.

The sound of electric current crackled, and the light screen on the black knife flickered, as if it was going to be exhausted. Yidi Erte's expression was joyful, and he was about to exert his strength again. Suddenly, amidst the noisy noise, he I heard the other party's hoarse inquiry:

"Looks like it's my turn?"

Only Idilt, who was close, could hear these words. He was startled suddenly, and a chill ran down his spine. His voice was muffled by the exoskeleton mask, but his breathing was very stable. , and even the ending sound seems to bring joy.

He felt that he had never heard this voice, but at that moment, he clearly felt the murderous intent from the other party for some reason, and the mental coercion of the sudden counterattack was not as fierce as that of his S-level Alpha, but a kind of It was as if the still water was flowing deep, and the cold spring was falling into the abyss. It was thick, slow, but unknowingly compressed the space around him, and when he found it, he was already unable to resist.

The voice containing killing intent and blood rage chuckled again.

Yidi Erte's mind was blank for a moment.

What kind of person can show such a strong killing intent to a stranger, yet have a relaxed and cheerful voice when half of his body is covered in blood?

——A perverted lunatic, that voice sounds so sickly and bloodthirsty!

IDilte's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a big hand turned into fear,

At the next moment, the examiner's other hand quietly took back the knife that was discarded before without a sound. The knife did not reflect light, and the light energy was not turned on. Straight to his heart!

"Oh--"

The audience gasped in amazement.

Seeing the examiner throwing the knife horizontally, Idielt jumped on the spot like a tap dance, opening a hole, and was kicked in the chest by the astute examiner, kicking him back three meters.

The situation was reversed too quickly. The ordinary people in the Xingwang live broadcast room couldn't see what happened at all, and they all asked the director to show a slow motion.

But the rhythm on the field didn't slow down. The examiner who kicked Idilt away swayed slightly again, stabilizing his figure with the tip of the knife, and then stepped on the ground and chased after him.

Snapped--

The knife hit Idilt's chest, then his left shoulder, left waist, arm, thigh...

Yidi Erte's astonishment gradually turned into complete fear, he tried his best to dodge every attack, the examiner was still as before, with a knife and a knife, but because of the serious injury, he was always narrowly missed at the last moment.

The audience kept sighing with regret, and only Yidi Erte knew that the other party was playing him.

That chuckle seemed to still be in my ears.

It's like an elegant black cat who has had enough of delicious canned cat food, and suddenly catches a little mouse, who definitely doesn't want to eat it, just for fun.

Ding ding dong, the audience heard the continuous sound of metal crashing, the examiner didn't use the light energy, probably because he had lost his aim, and was afraid that the light energy would accidentally hurt his peers, so he tried to speed up The attack only hit the blond Alpha, it couldn't knock him down quickly.

An Omega in the stands yelled impulsively: "Brother examiner beat him!"

As if reflecting this sentence, there was another crisp clapping sound——

The black blade hit Idilt's left face.

"Wow..." There was admiration.

It's a pity...Lin Jingran touched his nose, it was a bit asymmetrically swollen, his brother wouldn't have OCD on the spot, would he?

It soon proved that he was right to be concerned.

The black blade kept aiming at Idirt's throat. He was already terrified to death, his eyes were tearing apart, and he turned and fled crazily.

Admiral Vermeer had already closed his eyes, and a no-man's land formed within three meters around him. Even Fresch and Lucia hid aside. The pheromone around the furious admiral was surging, overwhelming some active officers beside him for a while. I can't take it anymore.

On the field, in the first minute, the blond-haired Alpha chased after him aggressively, but suddenly there was an opening, and the severely injured examiner immediately counterattacked, and his grasp of the opportunity was astonishingly accurate, and then the blond-haired Alpha performed for 1 minute and was beaten. In a few minutes, he turned around and ran away...

turned and ran...

Ran……

Up...

But at the front there was Okko, who was upright and fighting for 6 minutes, a reloaded lady who unloaded her weapon first in order to be fair.

"Grandpa... Grandpa!"

Admiral Wimmer sat quietly with his eyes closed, his forehead and arms throbbing with bruises, because he was outraged, his blood was surging, and a line of blood flowed from his nose, scaring people around him so much that they wanted to pass a piece of paper but dared not.

The examiner was already injured like this, so of course he didn't have the strength to chase after a young Alpha running like hell, he could only try his best to calculate the route and intercept it with difficulty.

The audience almost gritted their teeth.

Finally, Yidi Erte was accidentally thrown to the ground by the examiner!

The audience erupted into enthusiastic cheers. Even though Admiral Vermeer, who was full of pheromones, was sitting on the stage, not many people thought about it. Those who didn't dare to shout and could only clap politely were active military officers, and they basically knew the scene. A descendant of a general with a swollen upper face, but many military students, especially the vast majority of civilian-born students, do not recognize the well-known elegant son Idirt in the upper circles.

They only knew that this person first bullied the seriously wounded without demeanor, then failed to beat the seriously wounded, and then ran away?

It’s true that Colonel Mela ran away too, but the examiner at that time was in peak condition, and Colonel Mela was not good at personal force at first glance, her delaying tactics were actually the best for her to assess the situation and consider her own situation. Tactics, the soldiers are cunning, never said that they must be tough when they judge that they cannot be defeated, so they immediately won a round of applause.

But right now this...

It's hard to say.

How should I put it, doing whatever it takes to win?

Auke with orange hair on the sidelines rolled his eyes undisguisedly, and puffed smoke from his nose: "You're just a coward, I only know that the concave shape attracts bees and butterflies every day, and I take a photo to add a fucking beauty, what? Dare to say that the No.1 of the Azure Military Academy is him? What about his face!"

Meera was on the side, also smoking a cigarette, and replied vaguely: "Well, your suspicion is very amazing. Do you suspect that someone is impersonating him?"

Aoke rolled his eyes so hard that he could hardly see his pupils: "Damn, just this warlord family, who dares to stand up to him, I'm sure this guy took the initiative to grab a substitute, just say that the holographic projection camouflage that can be close without being discovered, That’s not something ordinary people can get.”

Meera raised her eyebrows: "If it's true, why would that replacement with such terrifying strength be willing to have no name or surname, and all the honor belongs to this young master? Even if he surrendered himself to replace the leader and be punished under the law, seeing how strong he is in the military Level, at most the bottom deck will be sent to the lower deck as a private soldier for one year."

Aoke rolled his eyes completely into zombie eyes, and asked Meera: "Why do you think that person can't turn himself in?"

"Tsk." Meera looked at the field and took a puff of cigarette, "Young master of the big family..."

The young master Yidi Erte has completely fallen to the ground, the tip of the black knife is facing his face, falling like a storm!

"Ahhhhh--"

Bang.

The knife sank into the ground around his neck, more than half a meter deep, and the ground cracked like spider webs one after another. The whole place was silent, only Idirt's fearful ending slowly drifted away.

The examiner in the black armor let go of the hand holding the knife, staggered two steps back, touched the ground with one knee, and pressed the ground with one hand.

The exasperated medical team launched into the arena like a rocket, and set up the examiner from left to right. The examiner seemed to be very resistant to the stretcher, refused again and again, broke free from the military doctor, straightened his back and walked back to the original queue.

"%￥#*&&￥!" The medical team issued endless reprimands.

The sideline timekeeper raised his eyelids at this moment: "Three points, zero two seconds."

"Oh..." Countless sighs of extreme disappointment.

Yidi Erte wiped off the cold sweat covering his eyes, got up tremblingly, great horror and shame filled his heart, his mental strength became unstable, and he roared without restraint:

"He's not hurt at all, he just pretended to play tricks on me!"

There were louder boos.

"Damn you, uncle, do you think the blood on the ground is ketchup!" Even Omega burst into obscenities.

"If you can't beat it, you have to be a little graceful, okay?"

The military doctor slowly gave Yidierte an injection of inhibitors, a blocker, and a sedative, and then said slowly: "Congratulations on passing the test, but you'd better calm down and keep shouting." , you are not seriously injured, Admiral Wimmer will be carried away by us."

Yidi Erte's face turned purple: "..."

"Play the second mock battle the day after tomorrow." Ren's emotionless voice sounded suddenly, so the audience fell silent again. He raised his eyes to the field and said, "Those who pass the first level, those who should heal their injuries tomorrow, need to be healed." Take a rest, I don’t want to see the candidate spitting blood in front of me on the third day, or his face is so swollen that my mother can’t recognize it.”

The audience lip-synced a silent 'Woo--', and then applauded in an orderly manner.

Admiral Ferditz sighed and announced: "First round qualifiers, Meera Young, Oko Isaac, Amanda Hope, and...Edirt Wimmer."

Among them, Oko raised his head and looked around in confusion, as if to find out who else was named Oko Isaac.

"Huh? I didn't win?" Aoke blinked, his face full of confusion.

Ren glanced at him coldly, then raised the microphone to his lips: "You can abstain."

Oko was stunned, Ren didn't give him a chance to speak anymore, he raised his legs and turned around to leave, followed by the neatly lined up black armored guards, the examiner just now followed Ren, all the way in the eyes of everyone Boarded the Marshal's transport ship.

Admiral Ferditz thoughtfully gave everyone a chance to see him off, and then explained gently: "Lieutenant Colonel Oko Isaac, don't belittle yourself. Of the twenty candidates present today, except for the first one who is older, the latter The 19 of you are all young school officials, and the examiner who evaluates you is from the front line and from real life and death experiences. Material, but you don't have to ask yourself to be like him too early, you will grow."

This is also the truth, because senior officers with qualifications and ranks have their own positions, even if anyone really yearns for the sword heart of the sky, they are not ashamed to come here to perform live with such high-ranking ranks as major general and colonel , Grab opportunities for young people in their twenties.

Aoke blushed a little, scratched his head, saluted the officer, then turned his head and asked Meera: "Sister, do you know what the examiner's name is?"

Meera smacked her cigarette in a vicissitudes of life: "I don't know, but..." Kid, you're useless.

On the other side, the cabin door of the aircraft is closed to isolate all noise from the outside world.The black-armoured examiner finally took off his helmet, revealing his handsome face covered with sweat. Looking at him with different colored pupils, one blue and one black, they shone like stars.

"You're not really hurt, are you?"

Lin Jing also shook his head, his voice was still low and hoarse: "No."

"That's right, I can save a wave of psychological torture the day after tomorrow." Ren helped him remove the link on the back, "Did you play well?"

Lin Jing also lowered his head, a faint smile appeared on his usually calm face.

He took off the small device around his neck to disguise the sound, and then said in his own clear voice, "Thank you."

Because of the fierce battle just now, there was still a layer of blush on his face, his black hair was a little messy, wet with sweat, and stuck to his cheeks, as he lowered his head, he couldn't see the ruthlessness just now, but a kind of fragility illusion.

Ren stood beside him, his eyes fell on those smiling lips, which were now as red as a cheesecake with a layer of strawberry jam due to strenuous exercise.

He withdrew his gaze and said: "An abnormal performance can be explained by various excuses, such as a susceptible period, being sick, or even being busy with tactical training and relaxing fighting skills, being overly nervous... What can the professional public relations team who serve the powerful give you? You come up with [-] solutions."

Lin Jing also hummed: "So you want me to put him in the mock battle."

Ren sneered: "Let him enter the simulated battle, whether it is a man or a ghost, how did he get his mental power, you will know after a big battle. I hope there is no old stuff from his family in it."

Lin Jing also nodded, and suddenly Ren pinched his chin.

Feeling the warm touch, Lin Jing also felt a little strange in his heart.

"I said mandarin duck eyes, I am so hardworking to help you vent your anger, can't you smile a little longer and show me?"

Lin Jingye: "..."

It could have been done, but this person has a thousand ways to make him hold back!