future master in modern

"Boom"

An object fell from the sky and slammed down.

It was the boxer who fell from the pile of rocks without a sound.

After a while, a large pool of blood appeared under his head.

How sad.

Such a boxer did not die in the belly of the crocodile, did not die in the sharp edge of the sky, but died on a small hill before the finish line.

was stoned to death.

···

Allen rushed here just in time to see this scene.

When passing by the corpse, he glanced at the hillside in front of him with some trepidation.

"Is this hillside very dangerous? Or..." Allen thought of Belken and those abnormalities of Belken, and gradually he understood.

"Could it be that he was killed by Belken?" Thinking of this, Allen became even more afraid of Belken.

He avoided the corpse far away, and found a new place to climb up the hillside to complete the last obstacle on the way.

After that hurdle, it's Siberia training camp!

Stepping on the display rock protruding from the hillside, Allen steadied his body tightly, and with his hands hard, he took the first step.

In the monitoring room, a group of coaches looked at the display with great interest.

A coach nodded repeatedly when he saw Belken lifting a rock and smashing it down on the monitor.

"Good seedling, tough enough, and good strength. I want him!" This coach has a large body. Although his muscles are not as explosive as other coaches, they are more compact. His seemingly thin body is actually full of vitality. In addition to his strength, he has a typical western face with rough features, except for a pair of small eyes that are extremely narrow and long, from which there are viper-like gazes from time to time.

Max glanced at the coach, and said blankly, "Jack, no one is robbing you of this student."

Jack laughed wildly, "Of course no one dares to compete with me. As for you, Max, it seems that you are only responsible for recruiting students and leaving the training to our coaches."

Jack looked directly at Max, ignoring him.

"A former second-rate student, but now he is sent to recruit students, and has no status at all." Jack was very disdainful in his heart.

"Okay, let's go to the gate! The time will be up soon." Someone suggested, so a group of coaches rushed to the gate, ready to wait for the students who successfully arrived at the gate.

However, when they turned around, no one noticed the flickering afterimage on the display screen, only Lawrence saw it with his own eyes. He looked at the display screen suspiciously, but there was nothing, and he couldn't help but doubt his own eyes. .

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Zhao Wou-ki ran with all his strength, reaching a terrifying speed.

Where he passed, there was a sonic boom as the air was squeezed.

Along the road, all kinds of vegetation, including big trees, were either blown to one side by the wind when Zao Wou-ki was running, or were swept off by Zao Wou-ki's leg.

Absolute violence!

It can be said that just this distance to the Siberia training camp, if there are no so-called test obstacles, Zao Wou-ki can run with all his strength, just a few blinks of an eye.

Every time Zao Wou-ki exerted force, there was a bang, and a deep pothole appeared on the ground where he was standing.

In front of the cliff, there are very few people who can persevere to reach the opposite side. At this moment, those who should arrive have reached the opposite side, and those who have not reached it either cannot persist and fall and lose their lives, or they are unwilling and still persist. .

"Whoosh" sound.

An afterimage suddenly stopped, and a figure appeared.

It was Zhao Wuji.

Looking at the boxers hanging on the iron chains in front of him, Zhao Wuji felt sorry for them, with his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that they were exhausted, and there was no possibility of reaching the opposite side.

They have only two endings, one is to fall now, and then be stabbed to death by a sharp knife.The second is to hold on tightly, and then be killed by the patrolling guards, because they are all losers of this test.

Zhao Wou-ki stepped on the grass step by step, but there was some noise.

At this moment, this small movement still exhausted the group of fighters, and the boxers hanging in the air were like frightened birds.

"Who is it?" A boxer looked back.

"It's the number 105."

"No. 105, you thought he was dead?"

"Hey, he's not far from death. He came down to die with us. If he doesn't come down, he's waiting to be killed. He's going to die anyway." A boxer said disdainfully, but everyone could hear the schadenfreude in his tone. The question is, are they in a good place now?

"Hey, No. 105, die with us! Aren't you very arrogant at the registration point? How about now, it's not a dead end, haha" After finishing speaking, the boxer laughed wildly.

Zhao Wou-ki's face turned cold, "A group of guys who don't know how to live or die deserve to die here. They are in this situation, and they still don't forget to take pleasure in my misfortune. Hmph, I won't let them do what they want."

Zhao Wou-ki looked at the 50-meter-long iron chain in front of him, and didn't take it seriously at all. For him, this road was like walking on flat ground.

It’s not that you don’t need to hang slowly like them, but...

Without hesitation, Zhao Wou-ki stepped on the iron chain.

The moment he stepped on it, he completely dropped his center of gravity on this steel cable, and in addition, Zao Wou-ki's application of strength had already reached the point of perfection.

It's like walking on the ground!

Just like that, Zhao Wou-ki stepped steadily on the steel cable, walking step by step.

The boxers who had been gloating and watching the show just now were unable to speak as if they were being strangled by their necks.

"What... what's going on here?" A boxer wailed.

"It's unbelievable. Is he just playing tricks?" They were going crazy, they signed up, Zao Wou-ki passed the test (they thought) by playing tricks, and here, he was still walking on this tightrope by playing tricks.

Could it be that he is...

An absurd idea appeared in the minds of these fighters.

"I dare say he is not a boxer, he must be from a circus." Although their conjectures were too absurd, everything about Zao Wou-ki in the past two days all pointed to this origin.

good!Beast taming, tightrope walking...

Isn't that what they are good at?

I was so angry that I vomited blood.

A boxer felt that when he saw the face of this Chinese man, he felt hateful.

"Is he deliberately angry with himself?"

A boxer was full of unwillingness, but felt a sudden pain in his finger. Looking up, Zhao Wou-ki stepped on his hand without hesitation, it was a heart-rending pain.

Unable to bear the pain, he couldn't help crying out.

Hearing the wailing of this boxer, the boxers in front who were yelling at Zao Wou-Ki shut their mouths at once, for fear of suffering Wuwang pain again.

However, even if they closed their mouths, Zhao Wuji still stepped on their hands.

A boxer couldn't bear the pain, his hands were unstable, and he fell down.

"No wonder me, who made you unable to hold on tight?" Zhao Wou-ki glanced blankly at the boxer who fell and lost his life immediately, and shook his head slightly.

"It's a devil!" These boxers looked at Zhao Wou-ki's plain face and felt chills in their hearts.

Next, even if some boxers were stepped on the back of their hands, they just gritted their teeth and said nothing. They also knew that they were wrong. Do they remember what they did just now?

Finally, Zao Wou-ki finished walking the path connected by steel cables as if walking on flat ground, and disappeared as soon as he lifted his foot.

"That's right!" The boxers looked at each other, if their hands were not tightly grasped on the steel cable, they would probably have rubbed their eyes.

A cloud of dust rolled up on the flat ground, and a figure flickered several times, spanning a long distance all at once.

On the hillside, several boxers are climbing the hillside with difficulty.

In normal times, this small hillside was nothing, but now they are almost exhausted, and it is already very good to be able to stand.

However, they are still climbing this small hillside.

Suddenly, an unbelievable scene appeared.

"That...isn't that... the number 105?" The eyes of the fighters were about to pop out.

Zhao Wuji was still at the bottom of the hillside just now, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the mountainside.

His movements were unhurried, without a trace of haste in his demeanor, showing a leisurely demeanor.

At this time, he was only wearing a pair of knee-length shorts, and his naked body was shining under the sun, showing a fit and handsome figure, which was extremely dazzling.

Dazed again, Zao Wou-ki had already appeared at the bottom of the hill.

"Climb slowly, I'll take a step first." Zhao Wou-ki chuckled, and jumped up high, like an eagle flying down from the endless sky, extremely chic.

"Wow"

With gusts of wind, Zao Wou-ki disappeared on the top of the mountain, heading towards the training camp headquarters at the foot of the mountain.

People are more popular than dead people!

These boxers who realized that death was coming finally realized that the Chinese people they had always held an attitude of disdain and contempt for were really not simple, very not simple!

In front of the gate of the Siberia training camp, a dozen or so students stood there, feeling a little joyful about their lives after the catastrophe.

In front of them were several fighting coaches, the first one looked stern, as if he had the highest status among the group of coaches.

He kept raising his watch, looking at the time.

"There are still 30 seconds left. The result of this challenge is basically determined!" He said coldly, and turned to look at the dozen or so students behind him.

"There should be no accidents, each of you is a part of our current class of students."

Belken was ecstatic in his heart, and then thought of Zao Wou-Ki, "Hey, arrogant guy, I said that you will die a miserable death, as expected..."

Allen was naturally very happy, but when he thought of Zao Wou-ki, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"It seems that No. 105 is really unexpected."

The lead coach took one last look at his watch. "Well, there are three seconds left, time is up."

"Wait, how could I be missing?"

A clear voice sounded.

Allen looked happy, and Belken's face looked ugly as if he had eaten shit.

ps: Thank you brothers for the red tickets, I'm warm in my heart