People are willing to fight, starting as Huashan Xun

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After Wu Fengshui left, he still read the book as usual in the dark night.

But the speed at which his men turned the pages began to get faster and faster.

Because he gradually discovered that a large part of the knowledge he saw had been stored in his brain through templates.

It's just that it can't be used.

This knowledge can be recalled with just one glance in the process of flipping through the book.

About 30 minutes later.

The unlockability of the Oliba character in the dark has been increased to 5%.

And the books on the shelves were also swept by him 10 times, at an average rate of 3 minutes, rapid progress.

That's when he realized something.

The degree of unlocking does not fully cover the overall knowledge of a template.

Oliba, for example, can divide his template into two aspects: wisdom and strength.

Exercise can certainly increase strength and knowledge by a certain percentage, but perhaps the overall strength will increase a little more.

After reading these books, he knew very well that he was much more clever than before in the use of the so-called force, and this degree of improvement was by no means 5%, which could be covered!

This 5% more represents the lower limit of the overall quality he has improved this time!

That is, in terms of his strength, he has obtained a 5% bonus unlocked by the Oliba template.

But alas, as I continue to read the books of the Silver Gym.

Styx found that he was improving less and less.

But this is the norm, and he has long been used to it.

And at this time.

Wu Fengshui, whose face was pale, also walked back.

When she came back, she sat directly beside the dark night in a puff, and her face was very miserable at first glance!

So Styx didn't ask too much, but continued to take advantage of the limited time to absorb knowledge.

Wu Fengshui sat on the side angrily, recalling the game just now.

Her opponent in the first round is Jumi Soruin, a polite girl who can't make her feel bad even as an opponent.

Although her strength was much greater than she expected, she was still a member of the Wu clan and easily won the game!

But the second game, which is the final!

Now that I think about it, Wu Fengshui still has palpitations!

"What the hell is that guy!" Wu Fengshui muttered in his heart.

Thinking of the strange scene he had just seen, Wu Fengshui couldn't help but tighten his trouser legs.

The opponent in the final was Hibiki Sakura, whom she had seen earlier at the door of the training room.

That kind and angry appearance made Wu Fengshui completely fall into a misjudgment of her.

She originally thought that this game should just be a formality.

But the moment the two shook hands, she suddenly found that the Sakura Hibiki opposite her was not only an aura!

Even the style of painting has changed!

From the previous soft girl, it has become a refined muscular girl!

This kind of change made Wu Feng subconsciously open the liberation!

But after the referee Coach Street Hero, said the beginning.

The game ended at flying speed!

Even though, she has used all her strength to use liberation!

But still without reacting, he was killed by Hibiki Sakura!

And that's not the thing that cast the biggest shadow on her.

The biggest shadow is the demon-like momentum on Sakura Hibiki at the moment when Naruzo Kai announces the start of the game.

It made her, who had undergone a lot of training since she was a child, feel scared, and even couldn't help but shed a cold sweat!

In contrast, the relaxed appearance of Hibiki Sakura after the game made her feel even more severely hit!

Thinking of this, Wu Fengshui leaned against the wall, moved his legs to the stool, and then buried his face deep in his knees.

She has only one idea now.

"Don't let the night know that I've been so embarrassed!"

And looking at Wu Fengshui's appearance, Styx also knew that she was in a bad mood, so she didn't ask much.

But then, the radio in the break room rang out again.

"Please enter the competition venue for the men's division, the competition is about to begin!"

"There are 32 participants in this competition!"

"Divided into four teams of ABCD to compete at the same time!

"Please follow the sign outside the waiting area to find your group!"

"Please get in place as soon as possible!"

Listening to the sound of the street on the radio, a group of strong men waiting for the game in the lounge were all gearing up, smiling and walking towards the competition venue!

And Styx closed the book in his hand.

After putting all the books back on the shelves and arranging them neatly.

He was ready to leave for the venue.

As for Wu Fengshui, who was still autistic just now, he was already standing aside.

Wait for him to set off together.

There is no need to communicate between the two, everything is silent.

Wait for the two to come to the playing field.

Styx finds himself in Group D, and Jiexiong is in Group A, which means that he has to meet Jiexiong in the end.

It's only going to be in the finals!

"Did he arrange it on purpose?" Styx turned his head to look at Jie Xiong, who also felt Styx's gaze and turned his head.

And when he glanced at the night, he took out a whiteboard, wrote a few words on it, and then held it high and showed it to the night.

It reads:

"Mr. Fujii, I didn't deliberately arrange it!All this is God's choice, let's work together and see you in the finals!"

After reading it in the dark night, the street male put away the whiteboard, and then did a backward stretch of the double latissimus dorsi to the dark night, and I don't know what it means!

I guess he meant encouragement!

Although the night was still calm, he was actually completely shocked by these operations of the street hero.

"The ability to read other people's inner thoughts through muscles?"

"What is the limit he sets? It's not just about muscles, is it?"

"This is clearly the category of superpowers!" Styx complained in his heart for a rare time.

The scope of Jiexiong's ability is too buggy for this world.

And he was about to face off against such a person, which made the heart of the dark night lift a trace of solemnity for a long time.

But more than that, it's still exciting!

"It would be fun to beat an opponent like that!" Styx looked at the street male who was in the middle of the match.

As for the referee of the game, it was a temporary substitute for Jiexiong, Zhu Mei of Soryugin.

"Ready!"

"Let's go!"

"Bang!"

With the order of Zhu Mei of Soruin!

Street Hero's opponent is a two-meter-tall, muscular white-bearded uncle.

was instantly killed by the street hero.

It's not even a second!

The moment his hand touched the cushion, a powerful wave of qi also spread towards the audience!

It took two seconds to subside, and the street hero also changed back to his previous kind appearance and shook hands with his opponent in salute!

Despite this, the entire group A players have been like ashes, and the shocking scene just now made them clearly aware of it.

"Against this man, there is no chance of winning!" was the common sentiment of the remaining six men in Group A.

So before the next game started, the six also asked to retire.

Jiexiong instantly became the qualifier of Group A!

But even more outrageous was when Jie Xiong was about to start the Group B match.

All the contestants began to walk outward.

"Hey, everyone, don't go! The game hasn't started yet!"

But in exchange for a resentful look that anyone can read.

That meant almost to tell Street Male with his face on his face.

"Why should we win the championship with you in this game?"

The street hero, who understood their meaning, instantly became sluggish and squatted in a corner.

Drawing circles, and muttering to himself, "It's all my fault, it's all my blame for participating in this competition!"

"If I don't participate in this game, people won't leave!"

"I shouldn't have attended!"

Looking at the street male cowering in a dark corner.

Jumi wants to be persuaded.

After scanning the almost empty field, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Hurriedly said to Jiexiong: "Mr. Jiexiong, Mr. Fujii hasn't left yet! There is still a final between you!"

Hearing this, Jiexiong raised his head and looked at the middle of the field, where Styx was already standing in front of the armwrestling-specific arena.

He was looking at him with deep meaning.

Through his muscles, Jiexiong instantly understood the meaning of the night.

"Don't make me wait too long, hurry up!"