Chapter 133 Let Me Go Crazy! (6200 Words)

"Li Jingming wins! The contracted spirits are not allowed to continue fighting!"

The assistant coach announced the result, and Kasumi-level beasts immediately intervened on the battlefield and stopped the match between the two sides.

"Roar!!"

The angry black ape ignored it and thought about throwing stones to hit the flying grimace moths.

"Roar!!!"

A louder roar sounded, and a stronger violent bear appeared behind the black ape, holding the black ape down with a slap, as easy and simple as an adult man capturing a child.

"Woo woo woo..." (ó﹏ò)

The black ape lowered his head, resigned obediently, and never dared to go crazy again.

…

"What a smooth battle! There was no sloppiness at all. Neither Li Jingming nor Grimace Moth seemed to be injured!"

"Yes! Every insect thread and insect net we weave has played a role!"

"This person is very thoughtful, but his opponent is too rough. He fights without any structure."

"As a soldier, contracted by the black ape, he can obviously last longer, but he loses in three strikes, five divided by two, this is too bad!"

In the audience seats, whispers continued.

The students who paid attention to Li Jingming did not utter exclamations, but only gave fair evaluations from an objective perspective.

Ye Hanjun agreed that this "soldier" did not have much combat experience.

However, Li Jingming is not going all out. He can definitely use the "Psychic Sting" to defeat the black ape in one move.

Presumably he doesn't care whether the audience will say "Wow" and enjoy the surprise or admiration.

I just feel that the consumption of mental sting far exceeds that of other skills, and it is not worth leaving it to such an opponent.

Choose "seeking stability" instead of "high-profile".

The focus is not on the present, but on rushing into the top thirty-six and doing everything possible to achieve the best results.

This second disciple... is indeed worry-free!

Ye Hanjun showed a relieved smile, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and after a slight pause, his smile widened again.

"簌簌簌簌~~~~"

The eagle has flown overhead and is about to land.

But at this moment, the Grimace Moth flapped its wings vigorously, and several strong winds swirled around it.

"Swiss, swish, swish!!"

After a few seconds, the Grimace Moth calmed down, and the wind and waves subsided.

Its size has grown a little bit, and the width of its wings has increased from 1.5 meters to 1.8 meters.

The grimace pattern imprinted on the wings is also more ferocious than before. If a child of two or three years old saw it, he would definitely cry.

"Wow……"

There was sudden silence for a few seconds in the audience.

Then, the noise broke out, and some female students were like ignited powder keg, their cheeks were red and their eyes were bright.

"Promoted! Grimace Moth has actually been promoted!"

"I was originally worried about whether Li Jingming could break into the top thirty-six, but now it's better. The Clay Sculpture Dacheng has completed the advanced clay sculpture. This ranking should be a sure shot, right?!"

Other contestants with perfect clay sculptures were even evaluated as "Thirty-Six Candidates".

When Li Jingming arrived, many people subconsciously felt that he would definitely be promoted.

This inexplicable confidence is contagious. Some female students with stars in their eyes couldn't help but scream towards the competition area, shouting the name "Grimace Moth" or "Li Jingming" loudly.

"Congratulations, little moth."

Li Jingming could hear the cheers pouring into his ears.

But he just smiled slightly, touched the Grimace Moth's head, and then followed the eagle to the war preparation area.

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"The tenth round, begin!"

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"Round 11, begin!"

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After two more rounds, the game came to the final round.

Because there were not enough people, only 12 people walked out of the stone gate this time.

But the audience seats were suddenly silent!

Including Mr. Ye Han, everyone's eyes were focused on one person.

It was a strong man, with a face like the bottom of a pot and hair like a steel needle, walking with his arms folded.

His appearance was too exaggerated. The E-class police officer was only a little over two meters tall, but he was 2.5 or 2.6 meters tall, which was bigger than many savage beasts.

Moreover, he has broad shoulders, a straight back, a thick waist... His whole body is covered with bulging muscles, and his extremely burly figure makes him look like a big leafy tree, standing majestically. There.

However, his eyes were as wide as those of an ox, his lips were painted with vermilion, and his aura was like that of a ferocious tiger or a dragon stirring up the sea. He naturally exuded a vague domineering aura that complemented his burly figure.

"Let me go crazy? He is still alive?!"

"This person has not appeared for half a year. Everyone said that he had died in the wild, and he has returned to the academy again?!"

The sounds of gasping air came and went.

Hearing these sounds, the strong man sneered.

No matter where his lightning eyes glanced, he was as silent as a cicada, shrinking and pale, not daring to speak again for a short time.

"Why, do you want me to die so much?"

"Then I'm really sorry. I refuse to give in even if God wants me to die. If any of you want to kill me... punch them one by one and blow them all up!"

Ren Wokuang's voice was rude and arrogant, and when it sounded, it had the potential to crack mountains and rocks and shake the sky.

Audiences who were close to the scene felt their ears buzzing and their hearts pounding.

The audience who were a little further away still heard the sound like bells and thunder in their ears. They instinctively tensed their muscles and the expressions on their faces became solemn.

"We haven't seen him for half a year. He must be stronger than before..."

"Ying Yang, Meng Lina... they are no longer the only two candidates for the New King. It seems that there will be one more, forming a three-legged situation..."

Assistant teaching positions do not face the pressure of competition like student positions.

But when they looked at Ren Wo Kuang, they all frowned, with a hint of seriousness in their surprise.

Ye Hanjun gently rubbed the finger on his chin and slowly stopped it.

From a distance of 1,500 meters, he could not make detailed observations and could only speculate and analyze as much as possible.

According to the rumors he had heard, this person was admitted to the hospital half a month earlier than Ying Yang, and he was the oldest among the new family members.

But he doesn't attend classes or train very much, and he often runs outside alone.

Every one or two weeks, he would come back carrying a sack of corpse materials, dressed in rags and covered in blood.

Ordinary students wouldn't even dare to get within ten meters of him, as they would be forced back by the ferocious energy that permeated the air.

"This person is a well-known madman in the North Courtyard of Canghai Pavilion..."

"Reappearing after half a year, and participating in a group competition seriously for the first time... This is a dark horse that emerged from nowhere, aiming for the throne of the Rookie King..."

Countless students lowered their voices, either with fear or expectation.

As for Hu Taotao, who was hanging in the air, his eyes were focused on Ren Wokuang for a moment, and he was also observing this newcomer who seemed extremely arrogant just from his name.

When all the contestants were in place, her voice as crisp as an oriole fell.

As the target of everyone's attention, Ren Wokuang still stood with his arms folded, not moving at all.

"Gudu..."

The competitor five hundred meters away is a pretty girl with fluttering skirts.

She was holding a delicate long sword. Before the battle began, her legs were trembling and she was already feeling fearful.

In front of her lay a two-meter-long "clawed tiger" with bright yellow hair all over its body, soft and delicate.

The claws, which are almost as big as the head, make this monster inherently intimidating.

"Roar……"

The master did not give an order, and the clawed tiger did not act at will.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Ren Wokuang suddenly lowered his arms and walked through the woods step by step, heading straight for the girl by the stream.

His pace is not fast, just because he is too tall, and each step is two or three times the distance of an ordinary person.

In just a few breaths, there was only a hundred meters between him and the girl.

"Roar!!"

Clawhu lowered his shoulders and roared even deeper.

Suddenly, he saw a flash of black light and a figure appeared next to Ren Wokuang. Judging from his body shape, he was roughly similar to him.

It was a humanoid monster, a little over two and a half meters tall.

There is a thick iron ring on each of its wrists and ankles, which is tightly bound.

There is no skin growing on the whole body, and the exposed scarlet muscles are bulging, especially in the upper arms, thighs, and chest muscles. The height of the muscle bulge is too exaggerated, as if it is about to explode.

What's even more frightening is that everyone can see that there are several bloodshot white bones hidden between the muscles.

From the ups and downs of the left and right chest, it can be judged that this monster seems to have two hearts, which are constantly making muffled drumming sounds at the same frequency and at an absolutely stable speed.

Further up, there is a humanoid head hanging on the neck.

There was rotten flesh and blood on it, hair like withered grass, and a pair of pale eyes.

From the slightly open mouth, a faint black gas was exhaled, and two rows of sharp white teeth could be vaguely seen.

"Muscle...muscle zombie!"

"What a terrifying look! Is this the contracted spirit of Ren Wo Kuang? Is it really the fetus of clay sculpture and not Xia Zhao?!"

Listening to the suppressed exclamations of the people around him, Lord Yehan didn't squint his eyes.

This kind of spirit is not a conventional species, and he has never seen it before.

This is a very common thing. There are thousands of favored spirits multiplying and branching out. Even if he acquires a lot of knowledge through various methods in sixteen years, he cannot be perfect, let alone omniscient and omnipotent.

However, if you integrate the voices of the people around you, you can tell it immediately.

This is a mutant zombie clan that Renwo Kuang accidentally found by chance. It is special and unique in the academy.

It has no gorgeous spells, no advanced wisdom, only incredible power, and vitality that boils like flames.

"Roar!!!"

As soon as the muscle zombies appeared on the scene, their roars like ligers shook the world, and the clawed tigers were so frightened that they almost flipped out of their belly.

It took a step forward, rushing forward like a human running.

There was a flash of black light, and before many people could react, they saw a fist the size of a pot lid land on Jiaohu's belly.

In the next moment, the Clawed Tiger flew up and flew thirty meters like a cannonball. Most of its body hung on a tree, coughing up blood and unable to stand up no matter how hard it struggled.

"I...I give up!"

The owner of the clawed tiger looked at Renwokuang who was approaching him step by step, and looked at his expressionless and condescending eyes, and quickly asked the referee for help.

In an instant, the oppressive force as majestic as a mountain peak disappeared from in front of the girl.

Ren Wokuang put away his muscle zombies, snorted coldly, and walked towards the eagle that descended from the air without looking back.

"In this game, the position of rookie king must belong to me..."

"Please hurry up, don't waste fighting time, and don't engage in unnecessary struggles..."

Ren Wo Kuang's voice is still deafening.

Until he turned into a black dot and disappeared, the silent venue erupted with a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth.

"Just one punch? Can you defeat Clawhu with one punch?" A group of old students from the North Campus showed horrified expressions.

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Some newcomers were puzzled, "The clawed tiger is not distinguished by its physique, but its distinctive feature is its 'sharp claws'."

"Isn't the muscular zombie a perfect clay sculpture? A powerful high-ranking spirit that can defeat a clay sculpture of a clawed tiger with one punch. Although it is very abnormal, it is not an unacceptable fact, right?"

"No, no, no...it's different! Let me be crazy! It's different!"

A student held his head and said frantically:

"Ren Wo Kuang is a D-class "Strong Man"! "

"Did you see the iron rings on the muscle zombie's hands and feet? That's his active power "weight-bearing iron rings"! "

"This iron ring can continue to exist. Once worn by the contracted spirit, the contracted spirit will withstand several times the gravity, which is equivalent to carrying a big load of things on its back to practice. It is not its complete combat power at all!"

"Even so, it only took one punch! The clawed tiger was seriously injured!"

"Do you dare to imagine that when the iron ring is lifted by Ren Wo Kuang and the true fighting power of the muscle zombie is revealed, who can stop its fist? Who can compete with it?!"

"So perverted?!"

After hearing this explanation, many new students' hands and feet were cold, and their eyes widened to highlight the shock in their hearts.

"In a state of self-suppressed combat power, the muscle zombie solved the battle with one punch."

"If we lift the iron ring and go all out, wouldn't the clawed tiger be completely rotten if we punch it down?"

"That's why!"

The explainer went crazy and couldn't help spitting:

"Muscle zombies are high-quality mutant fighting zombies. At the same level, they are already aloof predators. They are difficult to kill and are extremely powerful."

"Now, after half a year of absence, Ren Wokuang has cultivated it to the perfection of clay sculpture. Maybe it is only a thin line away from ascending to Xia Zhao's fetus."

"In this case, God knows whether Ying Yang's poison, Meng Lina's hypnosis, and Dream Demon's nightmare have any restraint effect on Ren Wo Kuang..."

"Cough...cough..."

At the referee's table, some instructors also lamented:

"Good boy, either don't participate in the competition, or prepare to sweep away with thunder..."

"When you are promoted to the South Campus, how long will it take to become a top ten hero? Maybe becoming a top three hero is not too difficult, right?"

"Yes, this is the potential seed of my Canghai Pavilion Dinghai Shenzhen."

"Except for Ying Yang and Meng Lina, a few people can fight with him. The rest can't even hold on for a few breaths. The gap between them is too big."

A mentor chimed in.

Finally, the conversation changed and he said rather strangely:

"but……"

"As far as I know, there was a mentor who wanted to take care of him half a year ago, accept him as his exclusive disciple, and provide him with more resources... but Ren Wo Kuang doesn't seem to appreciate it?"

"It seems that there is something like this."

The first person replied:

"I guess I look down on us ordinary tutors and would rather get the attention of star tutors."

"Of course, if he just wants to practice on his own, that's not impossible."

"Let me be crazy, let me be crazy. With such a domineering name, if you can single-handedly disrupt Canghai Pavilion and cause some troubles, then our college will have a tendency to thrive."

"If other students can work harder under his stimulation, one day in the future, Canghai Pavilion may be able to surpass "Forest Garden" and become the first of the five top universities in Giant Frog Pond..."

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The corners of Ye Hanjun's mouth curved upward.

If we say that the original expectation for the freshmen competition was sixty or seventy points.

Ren Wo Kuang's appearance suddenly made the score soar to eighty or ninety.

Although he was 1,500 meters away, he could no longer use the "Qualification Appraisal" and could not see the real attribute panel of the muscle zombie.

But it doesn't matter. You can tell with the naked eye that Ren Wo Kuang's fighting power is indeed terrifying.

Lord Yehan was a little surprised to see such a young man in a remote place like Giant Frog Pond.

"The first round of screening is all over. Please start drawing lots for all the winners and prepare for the second round of battle."

"If the loser doesn't want to quit and wants to continue, please wait for the resurrection match later."

"However, only a small number of places will be issued for the Easter Tournament."

"If you fail again, you will lose the qualification to compete in the freshman competition and be directly eliminated..."

Hu Taotao spoke at the right time, introduced the rules again, and emphasized that they would not be repeated again.

According to such rules, in theory, contestants need to win four games to advance to the top 36 and truly participate in tomorrow's finals.

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"Second round, begin!"

The stone door rumbled open, and forty students filed in.

Although there was a buffer time, everyone did their best to nurse their injuries with the help of medical staff.

But there are very few in complete condition.

Ye Hanjun saw Su Mei again. Her opponent was a girl, an F-level "Athlete", paired with the contracted spirit "Cotton-tailed Monkey".

The cotton-tailed monkey is a kind of unique demon spirit with a tail that looks like a big ball of cotton.

When inflated, it can levitate five meters in the air, and it can also use softness to overcome strength, neutralizing the power of many attack skills.

Unfortunately, luck this time was entirely on Su Mei's side.

Most of the No. 3 combat area is plain, and the rest is streams and hills.

Cotton-tailed monkeys, the best at forest warfare, were forced to stand on the ground and face the collision of pink ostriches.

This made the result no surprise. Sumei defeated her opponent and successfully advanced to the next round.

After that, Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, Ying Yang, Meng Lina, Ren Wokuang... the players that Ye Hanjun cares about all have the potential to break the bamboo and advance one after another.

Just after noon, the third round officially began.

There were 113 winners, plus 17 resurrections, for a total of 130 people participating in the battle.

It can be seen that more than half of the contestants have either expended too much energy or suffered serious injuries in the previous battles, and the speed at which the winner is determined has generally accelerated.

Then……

Su Mei lost!

She encountered the resurrected Laba, the combination of Rainy Scout + Swift, plus the composite landform of woods + streams.

Without using "Riding the Wind", it would be difficult for the pink ostrich to hit the agile Laba.

As time went by, the swifts took advantage of flying to suppress them, and the ostrich screamed in anger.

It tried air stepping and tornado kick, but could not find a chance to hit Swift. Instead, due to the obstruction of "Water Arrow" and "Water Wall", the injury gradually became serious.

Fifteen minutes into the battle, the scarred Su Mei no longer persisted and decisively chose to admit defeat.

"It's pretty good. Laba's Swift is a perfect clay sculpture. In order to defeat the clay ostrich, it took so much effort over and over again."

"This one named Su Mei is already qualified to be ranked around 500 in the grade rankings, belonging to the 'upper reaches' of the North Campus."

"If I can go one step further and reach perfection, I think I can guarantee that I will be at the level of one or two hundred people. I can arm-wrestle with many veteran..."

Ye Hanjun listened to the audience's comments.

In fact, if Su Mei is allowed to activate the Master Ring, use the "Damage Reduction Gauntlet" and "Riding the Wind".

This Laba, who had encountered Meng Lina and whose mental state had not yet fully recovered, might not be able to kill Su Mei for sure.

However, if it is not allowed, it is not allowed.

There is still a chance to try in front of a small group of people, and it is quite troublesome to explain if one's abilities are revealed in front of hundreds of assistants and instructors.

"boom!"

Renwo wildly summoned muscle zombies, punched three times in succession, and brutally defeated an insect-type spirit made of clay sculpture, and left without looking back.

“Swiss, swish, swish!!”

The Grimace Moth encountered a large clay sculpture of the "Toothed Deer" and defeated it easily. Li Jingming successfully advanced to the fourth round.

“咴咴……”

Wang Xinfei was in a tough fight.

She met Tian Wei, an E-level hunter who possessed a perfect "Light Spotted Tiger" made of clay.

If the projectile shield could be used, it would be possible to deflect the 80-pattern light element skill "Sunbeam Ray".

It cannot be used. The core advantage of the D-class power "Jockey Knight", whether it is an "enhanced version of the body armor" or an "obstacle racing helmet", is to enhance the holder's defense.

As long as it is wrapped tightly, it is not easy to hurt Wang Xinfei's body.

But Tian Wei didn't engage in hand-to-hand combat with her at all.

After choosing a hiding place, let the light-bodied tiger control the distance while releasing "dazzling light".

Whenever the armored horse and Wang Xinfei both lost sight, they would take the opportunity to activate the "sun ray" and hit the armored horse directly on the head.

Tian Wei - doesn't even want to target Wang Xinfei!

He seemed to think that Wang Xinfei's defense power was even higher than the mount and armored horse.

This happened three times. Wang Xinfei only suffered some pain from the shaking of her eyes, but no physical injuries.

However, the armored horse couldn't bear it anymore. All the scales on its head melted, and the exposed scalp was scorched black and suffered medium-depth burns.

"咴咴!!"

The armored horse became angry, and "Brute Force" connected with "Ironclad Charge", knocking down a row of trees.

But when the spotted tiger hurt the armored horse for the first time, Tian Wei's "mark" fell on the armored horse, slightly weakening its condition and slightly increasing his own damage.

With his "wild intuition", Tian Wei also successfully predicted the location where the armored horse would collide.

He was like a monkey, moving around in the trees, constantly changing his position.

The spotted tiger imitated him, running on the ground, sometimes harassing, sometimes dodging, and never letting the armored horse get close to it.

"So tenacious..."

"The armored horse was hit by sunlight three times and still has such active fighting power. It is indeed a high-quality defensive spirit!"

"Yes, if it's not daytime but nighttime, the Spotted Tiger will only release sunlight rays three times, and the element will be depleted."

"Now, it can absorb sunlight and continuously restore its missing light elements."

"When the next save is completed and the armored horse is hit in the head again, Miss Xinfei will be defeated and there is no need to continue fighting."