Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

Just a non-lethal light technique made these students scramble, watching the students on the field step down one by one, Wen Fan silently took out the air gun.

Zuo Huaibi warned himself not to use excessively lethal props, so Wen Fan did not plan to use a more lethal prop like a lightsaber.

Although it is possible to be invincible just by using the eccentric tree badge, it is too weird to think about the scene of these students jumping off the ring like dumplings one by one, and it will definitely arouse suspicion, and Wen Fan does not plan to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Burning stick!" A loud shout made Wen Fan raise his eyebrows.

The Creator student with a glowing stick in his hand threw the stick in his hand at the Light Ball Boy, and the stick glowed in midair, and then the whole stick gradually turned red, looking quite dangerous, and it seemed to explode at any time.

The boy couldn't dodge the ball of light, and was smashed by a stick and staggered, and then the ball of light disappeared instantly, and the boy limped back backwards with a scream of the calf that was hit.

"Damn,, it's burned!" said

the boy who threw the stick, grinning, pleased with the effect of his prop.

But before he could be happy, the boy with the giant fan in his hand fanned the fan fiercely at the crowd, and a gust of wind blew in the whole ring, and everyone on the field was a little shaky, and then the fan boy waved the fan from bottom to top. Suddenly, one student was blown down by the strong wind, and even the crawling belt rolled off the stage in embarrassment.

There were only the young man with the ball of light jumping on his feet, the man with the empty stick in his hand after throwing the burning stick, the boy holding the giant fan, and Wen Fan.

The crowd watching the Sector 7 ring burst into laughter unabashedly.

Wen Fan was also a little swayed by the wind, but he could still hold on after squatting down and lowering his center of gravity.

Silently took out the combat power detector and put it on.

Combat effectiveness: 7. This is the Light Ball Boy.

Combat effectiveness: 3. This is the stick man.

Combat effectiveness: 8. This is the fan man.

Wen Fan had seen his combat effectiveness when he was holding different props in Space 101, and at this time he was only equipped with an air gun, and his combat power was about 20, so it was still very easy to deal with these three people.

Looking at the time, there was still more than a minute, Wen Fan didn't plan to wait any longer, took off the combat effectiveness detector, raised his hand, and aimed at the three teenagers: "Horn! Horn!"

After three sounds, the three teenagers each covered different parts of their bodies and screamed.

They all looked at Wen Fan with frightened eyes: "What is it?"

"Let's go down!" Wen Fan didn't give them a chance, and fired several shots at the three of them:

"Horn Horn Horn!" "Oh yo yo!!Ouch! Stop fighting!"

The

three teenagers couldn't even get close to Wen Fan's body, and they were beaten by the air and retreated.

"At least 20 hits in hand. Wen Fan licked his lips

, and when there were 30 seconds left in the time, the three of them couldn't hold on any longer and jumped out of the ring one by one.

"District 7 and Group 4 Winner No. 3 Wen Fan!The exam in Group 5 of District 7 will start in 3 minutes, please get ready

!" "ohhhhh!"

There

was another wave of crazy shouts, Wen Fan frowned and quickly stepped down, but one of them fell and ate.

"Grass!" Wen Fan scolded secretly and hurriedly got up.

Usually it's okay to lose face if you're unlucky, anyway, they're all passers-by, but now hundreds of thousands of Mucheng people at the scene, as well as hundreds of thousands of people watching the live broadcast in the guild hall, add up to more than one million people who fall in front of a dog and eat, it's really embarrassing.

Sure enough, there was a burst of laughter in the venue. But it quickly subsided.

In this chaotic elimination battle, no one cares who wins and no one laughs at the loser, and the audience just has fun. Just hearing that xxx won, hundreds of thousands of viewers couldn't help but start cheering.

There are 64 rounds of auditions in each ring, and it takes 7 or 8 hours to end the audition at the earliest.

It's only 8 a.m., and the next round of the round of 64 for the round of 16 will probably not be until 3 or 4 p.m. Wen Fan didn't want his eardrums to be destroyed any longer, so he ran straight back to the room.

Close the door, close the window, and the terrifying sound waves come in waves, and the walls that are not too thick are useless.

Wen Fan sighed and came to the bed: "Get up!"

Wen Fan, who had just fallen, was a little annoyed, he slept on the floor all night, but Old Man Lin slept comfortably.

It's a jio to go up.

"duang~

" Old man Lin rolled off the bed, sat up suddenly, looked around and found that Wen Fan was alone, and exhaled a long breath: "

Damn, I dreamed of being kicked by Liu Yu, this shit."

Wen Fan was speechless.

Old man Lin has been sleeping for the past few days, except for sleeping, not eating or drinking. It is said to be recuperating.

"Sister, you're recuperating, I can only sleep on the floor!" Wen Fan gritted his teeth and scolded.

Yawning, Old Man Lin got up from the ground: "What's the matter, did the exam go well?"

Wen Fan didn't bother to take care of him, took out a frozen fast food from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave to heat it.

Old man Lin twisted his neck and shook his arm. After recovering his spirits, he took a cold shower with cleansing.

"Refreshed!" Old Man Lin shuddered and exclaimed coolly.

"It's very easy to win, the group 64 in the afternoon and the round of 16 is not as easy as in the morning, you can have a good rest. Old man Lin was about to leave the room as he spoke.

"It's like you're on the spot. Wen Fan opened the fast food and pouted.

Lin Lao, who had already opened the door, grinned at Wen Fan: "How do you know if I'm paying attention?"

After speaking, he snapped the door shut.

The corners of Wen Fan's mouth twitched, knowing that Lin Lao was reminding himself that although he was sleeping, he had always paid attention to the outside world, including Wen Fan's kick.

"Bad old man sucks. After

hurriedly eating the fast food, Wen Fan took out his radar cane.

From the time he exchanged the radar cane to the present, he had searched for Liu Yu's location more than once, thinking that this prop would be of great use. But Wen Fan was very disappointed.

The radar cane is like a tumbler, the pestle swings back and forth on the ground, not falling in any direction.

Sighing and retracting his cane, Wen Fan checked the props in his hand again.

"Except for the durability of the bamboo dragonfly, everything else is basically healthy. Taking out the bamboo dragonfly, Wen Fan came to Space 101 and exchanged 25 for a new bamboo dragonfly.

Although the bamboo dragonfly has a feature, it can automatically restore durability when placed aside, but the recovery speed is too slow, it takes a few hours to recover 1 point of durability, Wen Fan can't wait so long, he can only replace a few more. Now I have 4 bamboo dragonflies in my hands.

After checking again and confirming that there were no other problems, Wen Fan was relieved.

Lying on the bed, listening to the cheers outside the court, I fell asleep in a daze.

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By the time I woke up again, it was already 1 p.m.

Listening to the movement outside, the first round of the knockout round is also coming to an end.

I tidied up my clothes a little, ate something briefly, put on noise-canceling headphones and came to the preparation area to prepare for the afternoon elimination battle.

"Damn, aren't you tired?" Wen Fan looked at the passionate audience and scolded: "I've been howling from 7 o'clock in the morning to now, I'm really convinced!"