Fake Mechanic

Three tennis cannons fired one after another. With the small random displacement of the muzzle, because the initial speed and shooting angle are different, the tennis balls with an initial speed ranging from 20-30 meters per second are shot out. The center of the court is not what Xiang Yu expected. Instead of the three consecutive roads, they are combined into a large dazzling scene.

The tennis ball hit the opposite wall and bounced back, and the court was full of emerald green tennis balls bouncing around, like elves running out of another world to make trouble, the scene was chaotic.

Occasionally, two tennis balls collide with each other impartially in mid-air, but each shoots in the direction that cannot be expected. Such a small probability event makes this emerald green screen look like a wall that cannot be crossed at all. wall".

Originally thought that he could easily pass this level with his amazing jumping ability, Xiang Yu realized at this time that he was still thinking about things simply. According to what he saw now, jumping was impossible. The only chance was to lie on the floor of the stadium Crawling on the ground, but this way of moving forward is slow, the key is that it is too ugly, too embarrassing...

What made Xiang Yu's eyes shrink even more was that Feng Yu, who was holding a wooden knife, really rushed forward.

When his body passed through the invisible infrared rays, the timer started counting down!

The time of the rapid jump on the light screen was accurate to milliseconds, which undoubtedly added a stronger pressure to the audience. Almost everyone held their breath, and all their attention followed the black and blue uniformed figure.

Only then did Feng Yu reveal his true strength.

Without even taking off the glasses, the wooden knife in his hand was flying up and down, the brown afterimages were dizzying, and the dull thumping sound echoed in the stadium full of crows and sparrows, like a beating heart struggling to kill.As long as each randomly shot tennis ball touches the shadow of the brown wooden knife, it will shoot away at a faster speed and fly in all directions! [

Although Feng Yu's pace at this moment slowed down significantly after touching the tennis curtain wall that was more than ten meters wide, it was not messy at all. There seemed to be some natural law in the advance and retreat, just like stepping on a The inaudible rhythm is moving forward steadily, even if he takes half a step back occasionally, or sideways dodges the tennis ball that is too late to block, it will only make his figure look more rhythmic and beautiful.

"This guy is indeed a practitioner. This kind of saber technique should not be successful without ten years of honing."

Xiang Yu sighed secretly in his heart, but then added another sentence, "But the beauty of Qingben, how can she be a thief, and get mixed up with something like Niu Yonglang... Sigh."

Wei then said, "You don't think that this little knife player is also one of Pei Hongyu's suitors, do you? Let me ask you, can you be a little more simple in your mind and not focus on the relationship between men and women? Can't go on?"

Xiang Yu snorted twice noncommittally, "Hmph, at this age, what is a more powerful driving force than the heart of a boy and a girl?"

"Sure enough, you've said what's in your heart. You seem to be not much older than them, right?"

"Cut, counting my previous life, it's not too much for them to call me grandpa, but I'm not interested in accepting a bunch of grandchildren." Just after he finished speaking, Xiang Yu suddenly felt that his words had a rhythm that involved himself.

Sure enough, Wei didn't speak, just laughed lightly.

The fat man became angry from embarrassment, "Can you not care about these details? Who else in the world understands me better than you?"

It was the words of the heart, but unexpectedly, it caused Wei to be silent for a while, and then said quietly, "At least I can't think of how you will pass the test later. It seems that you haven't practiced swordsmanship for ten years in your two lifetimes."

Only then did the fat man know that the black-bellied queen is now determined and unwilling to read his own heart casually. Although he couldn't tell why Wei would suddenly become like this after arriving in Qingcheng, when he thought of this, he felt a pang in his heart. Feeling a little lost.

"Don't worry, I already have an idea. I'll show it to you later. After all, my audience is only you."

This heartwarming remark made Wei's mood flustered again, and it took him a long time to force himself to reply, "I can't stop thinking about it, at least that Qu Meiren really cares about your winning or losing."

Xiang Yu had already seen Qu Luoshen's gaze that had been paying attention to this side, and he didn't bother to turn his head to look at it, "I said it was someone else's dish. Don't you know the reason why the dog doesn't smell the food after three times of cooking overnight?"

Wei didn't speak, just smiled. [

The fat man was very annoyed to find that he was about to type the wrong metaphor again.

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Feng Yu, who kept advancing steadily, was already close to the edge of the curtain wall. As the last tennis ball shot at him was thrown away, it flew straight to the ceiling, and finally fell again with force a few meters away from the dome. He finally finished. had the most difficult journey.

Running to the strength testing machine at the other end of the court, looking at the sponge cushion on the top of the force rod, Feng Yu put the wooden knife behind him, and after evening out his shortness of breath, he punched out calmly.

The force rod retreated suddenly, and a series of rapidly increasing numbers appeared on the screen of the testing machine. At the moment of this blow, the countdown number on the big screen stopped jumping, and was frozen at the final result of 68 seconds and three two.

The string of numbers representing strength finally stopped slowly.

The strength of two thousand 370 five!

The audience finally became a sensation, and the cheers and surprised comments almost toppled the ceiling of this indoor gymnasium.

"The last time it was 78 seconds, this time it was actually reduced by ten seconds! It's only been half a year, this Feng Yu really is a madman!"

"Crazy sister, besides the sword god Zero, who else has such a water-tight level?"

"That's right, I heard that Master Zero accompanied the emperor to the academy, and His Majesty asked him to play this level. It seems that it only took 25 seconds, right?"

"25 seconds nine three!"

Amidst the large-scale discussions, Xiang Yu caught a sliver of interesting information, who is Mr. Zero? "

Just as a dozen or so people were busy cleaning up the tennis balls scattered everywhere on the court, Niu Yonglang pointed at Yu, bursting with momentum.

"it's your turn!"

I don't know when Feng Yu had walked back, and a brown wooden knife with a warm feeling on the handle was handed to Xiang Yu.

"Hey", Xiang Yu stopped Feng Yu, "68 seconds is pretty good, if I only use 18 seconds, will you be so scared that you will give up the knife from now on?"

Feng Yu's body trembled slightly, and he turned around slowly, finally showing a trace of expression on his face, he answered firmly as if seeing a madman.

"If you can do it, even if I spend my whole life, I will surpass you!"

"Very well, then I can rest assured."