A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 60 54. Yan Ling

"Then... use a little more force." Xuan Hao sighed.

He took a gentle breath and sank slightly.

It doesn’t feel like you are preparing to start, but like you are walking sideways.

Feeling the breeze blowing by, I stepped a little and the person disappeared instantly. What was surprising was that some of the plastic track at the starting point had fallen off.

A figure moved forward quickly, passing through the finish line in an arc like a bird, and stopped steadily behind the finish line.

"drop."

It was not until the laser speedometer sounded that the freshmen came back to their senses. Their eyes were fixed on Professor Manstein, wanting to know the results of the boy in front of them.

Chu Zihang was the only one staring at Xuan Hao's figure standing quietly.

What a strong body control ability, as calm as a mountain and as moving as thunder. As for the ability to freely expand and contract strength, and the breath without any disorder after running, this is not just a difference in physical fitness.

"5.461 seconds."

Professor Manstein reported the numbers in a daze and looked at Xuan Hao, who was standing leisurely in the distance. This kid was running in an arc, and he definitely still had some energy left.

No wonder Ange wants to pay special attention to him. If nothing happens, this boy will be a new S-class student, and even an S-class student may not be able to achieve such speed without using the word spirit. Maybe he can It is inferred that his speaking spirit is related to his physical ability.

The freshmen applauded Xuan Hao. In the mixed race world, the strong will always be respected.

The eyes of many young girls were deeply attracted by him. Not only was he powerful, but he was also so handsome. Such a perfect man would certainly be popular.

"According to the investigation, you seem to have awakened your speech spirit. Can I ask about your speech spirit? The college needs to collect students' information so that it can be included in the file." Manstein looked at Xuan Hao, who was leisurely walking over, and asked tentatively , he would never be able to ask Yan Ling so easily.

"Oh? Yan Ling? Okay, there is nothing to hide." Xuanhao was stunned for a moment. He thought it was something. This is very simple. There is indeed nothing to hide. So what if I tell you? He said it as if he could do anything to him if he knew it.

"My word spirit is, 'Ghost wins'." Xuan Hao said nonchalantly.

Yan Ling·Ghost wins.

It completely ignores its own body's ability to withstand it and forcibly exerts its strength to 8 times the normal state. Sometimes the user can even break his own bones.

It doesn't sound like much. Indeed, this is a very useless word spirit. The magnification rate is not particularly high, and it will backfire on your body.

But this is placed on others. For Xuan Hao, this is a magical skill. No matter how serious the damage is to his body, he will recover. What does a mere fracture mean?

In addition, his body will become stronger and stronger every time he recovers. With this word spirit, he is even more powerful. If necessary, he can infinitely raise his limits like a bug.

"Can ghosts win?" Professor Manstein murmured to himself. It was not a particularly strong speech spirit, but it was indeed related to physical ability. This could also explain why his physical fitness was so strong, provided that he was not lying. .

"You are strong."

Chu Zihang looked at Xuan Hao who returned to the queue. Even though he didn't like to talk, he was very interested in this man now. He felt that maybe this man had what he was looking for. In order to achieve his goal, he Something needed.

Although the strength of mixed-race species is not only reflected in physical fitness, a mixed-race species with strong physical fitness will definitely not be weak. In addition, the man in front of him is not just physically strong.

Xuan Hao smiled and said nothing. He always accepted compliments from others happily. He had no choice but to tell the truth. Maybe he didn't dare to say it a hundred years ago, but after these hundred years, if he doesn't talk about anything else, he has few opponents in terms of physical strength alone. Even an S-class hybrid like Ange, if he doesn't use the word spirit, he has the confidence to hang him. beat. But obviously this is unrealistic. No one will take the initiative to give up their own advantages and go with him.

"Okay, now let's move on to the next test." Professor Manstein said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the school guards behind him took out their big treasure - MP5K submachine gun.

Xuan Hao was curious from the beginning. Why were they carrying this thing in the academy?

"This is a test of your reflexes. When you perform missions in the future, you will inevitably encounter hot weapons. Although the academy's combat uniforms are bulletproof, I think none of you like to be shot, right?" Manstein said.

"But professor, we are all wearing ordinary sportswear today." A freshman raised his hand and said.

"Don't worry, these are just ordinary dye bombs. They are just for testing and will not cause any harm to you." Manstein explained.

"Then, let's get started now, in the same order as before."

Even if you are a mixed race, when you are unable to activate your bloodline, the strength you can show in the face of hot weapons is very limited.

Although his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and his reflexes are naturally not comparable to those of ordinary people, he still feels a little powerless when faced with something like a gun. Not to mention, this is a submachine gun with a fast firing rate.

Forget about just one handful, let’s just put a few handfuls together.

Chen Motong looked at the school staff surrounding her speechlessly. Who the hell came up with this testing method? She wanted to greet his family.

"Tu tu tu tu."

The dye bombs were shot at her for free. No matter how fast she reacted, she would not be able to dodge such a dense barrage. If she was just facing a gun, she could still avoid it through prediction. That's it? What a fart! Soon her chest, thighs, abdomen, and back were covered in colorful paint.

"Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have brought a change of clothes."

Her performance was already relatively good. After all, most of those who were worse than her were beaten into a hornet's nest. She just wanted to ask, can anyone really avoid them all?

Among them, Chu Zihang was slightly better.

Chu Zihang had practiced kendo. Although it was not a professional training, fencing and dodge movements were compulsory courses. When faced with attacks, he gradually developed an instinct, or intuition, to dodge attacks. But facing swords and facing firearms are completely different concepts.

Sure enough, even though he tried his best to dodge, the speed of the bullet was still too fast, but fortunately, although he looked a little embarrassed, the amount of paint on his body was almost the least among everyone.

He is now looking forward to how Xuan Hao will perform next. After all, in the last test, he could vaguely see that this man had reservations.