God-level weapon skills, scanning weapons incredibly fast, and telling Chen Haonan its advantages and disadvantages.
For a moment, he became familiar with the stick in his hand, including its size and texture... Then he thought about it in his mind.
"Fighting two big guys hard, with invincible fighting skills and one-dragon body skills, it shouldn't be a big problem, but these two guys are underground boxers, and their fighting skills are really gorgeous. Unless I upgrade all my skills to invincible You can do whatever you want only if you are in the restricted category. At this time, it is better to be obscene and develop."
Chen Haonan still didn't intend to fight hard. It would be relatively simple to break the opponent's wooden stick.
The fight started, and Chen Haonan used the dragon movement technique from the beginning to roam around the field.
Pu Jin and Big Muscle Master carried huge sticks and chased Chen Haonan all over the field. What made the two of them vomit blood was that no matter where he was or how he shot, the child was calmly caught in the attack of the two and escaped easily. , all the attacks were hit in the air, just like hitting a lonely person.
After more than ten minutes, both Putin and Putin put away their loose expressions, and even the anger before was replaced by absolute calmness.
They are all boxers who have come out of the ring of life and death. They understand what Chen Haonan's body skills mean. This child has developed his own aura. Such an aura can be called the sixth sense. Ordinary people can step into his aura. Within the scope, he can make the most reasonable judgment.
"There's no reason. It's rare that he experienced many dangers when he was in his mother's womb? Was he stabbed many times with a stick?" Pu Jin's heart was dirty. If he couldn't hit Chen Haonan, he would fantasize about strange scenes.
Anthony's resolute face on the side has melted, and he bared his teeth again. This adopted son really did not disappoint!
"The body skills have reached perfection, and they have the aura of life and death. Every time they move around, they can make judgments in advance. I only developed this sixth sense after playing in the ring hundreds of times. How did he develop it? It's rare to have such a sixth sense. A natural sense of crisis?"
The highest pursuit of the concentration camp is to cultivate the sixth sense of the dead soldiers. From the time they were young, after they were thrown into the training camp, instructors would attack them all the time whether they were eating or sleeping. Some people were even shot in the head in their sleep.
They were eliminated one after another, and finally in the ring, they developed a sixth sense of war.
Of course, times have changed. The training methods that were so inconsiderate to human life in the past cannot be copied in competitions. They just killed some trash in the elimination process. They will not kill the remaining 36 people easily. After all, the operation of concentration camps in the future will still require People make advertisements, which means that it is impossible for students like Chen Haonan to develop a sixth sense like in the past. At most, they have strengthened their battlefield awareness.
It seems that when Chen Haonan first arrived, the students who had the sixth sense were definitely rare, as if they had found gold in the desert.
Just like this, Anthony was stunned and felt that he had picked up a little treasure.
"If he can make it to the end, I will teach him all my skills and imprint my seeds on his little body." Anthony thought happily. He didn't have any pursuits when he was young. Live the most exciting life, and hope to pass on your skills in middle age.
"This won't work. You feint and I'll attack."
Pu Jinchao caught the running big muscle tyrant. God, he reminded him three times. The angry Petrov chased and knocked Chen Haonan, completely ignoring his secret glances. This guy was a minotaur. When he became angry, Just keep it tight and don't care about anything.
Tactics? In the eyes of the big muscle tyrant, it doesn't exist. He is indifferent to life and death and will do it if he doesn't accept it. If it weren't for the extreme level of human beings from the head down, he would have died in the ring long ago.
"Why are there so many tricks? Just do it. His physical strength is not as good as mine."
The big muscle bully screamed, but he didn't know if he heard it. He chased Chen Haonan with a stick. When he got close, he swung it and smashed it.
Just behind him, Pujin was no longer busy attacking from both sides. He wanted to wait for Chen Haonan to react.
Then at this moment, this damn Yanguo kid actually stopped moving. Instead, he suddenly kicked the stick in Big Muscle Ba's hand as fast as lightning.
"not good……"
Pujin knew what Chen Haonan was going to do and plotted against him, but he actually seized the opportunity to counterattack.
Sure enough, there was a crisp sound, and the stick in Big Muscle Ba's hand broke directly. This guy was holding up half of the broken stick, and he still couldn't figure out why the opponent's little feet had such powerful attack power and were so accurate. , The key point is that he is so courageous. Isn’t he afraid of hitting him on the head?
"you win."
The big muscle tyrant bared his teeth in a smile, threw away the broken stick, and stood aside without making any further moves.
Pu Jin cursed in his heart and quickly stepped out to chase Chen Haonan. After the little guy kicked off the stick, he turned around and ran away.
Maybe it was because his feet were numb after kicking off the stick, and he slowed down. Pujin chased him after a few hits. Suddenly, he started laughing ferociously, swung the stick and hit Chen Haonan on the back of the head. Go down.
The wind was blowing very fast, and if the stick was struck firmly, it would definitely make this little guy's head explode, and he would die instantly.
Suddenly, the little man in front jumped and kicked from the side.
This kick was so fast, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace, and it was kicked from the side, avoiding the landing point of the stick.
With a click, the stick in Pujin's hand broke directly, and a light voice came with a sarcastic meaning.
"you are too slow."
...Pu Jin paused, his body stiffened for a moment, and then he turned his head and stared at Chen Haonan.
Under the sun, this little guy trembled with his hands, tilted his head, and grinned innocently, but this smile made him burn with unknown fire.
His emotions exploded, and he was about to go up, but was immediately pulled by Anthony's strong arms.
"He passed the test, don't break the rules, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
Pujin had no choice but to lower his hands and grasp the broken stick's knuckles until they turned white.
It was such a frustrating style of play again, but after being warned by Anthony to calm down, Pugin had to admit that the little guy's turnaround and side kick just now, and his control of angle and power, were already perfect.
The big muscle tyrant looked at Chen Haonan, showed his white teeth, tsked, and said, "Chief instructor, he reminds me of a terrible guy."
