He mobilized the force to condense in his eyes, locking onto the outline of the feathered beast in front of him.
Overall: Red!
The abdomen, armpits, and soles of the feet are orange-red!
Qiming already understood that this was the danger level assessed based on his current combat power. The color in front of him meant that the feathered beast was an existence that he could not compete with.
However, among this bright red and orange, a flash of bright green is extremely dazzling. It is located in the orange-red belly of the feathered beast, in the gap between the feather armor at the navel.
Qiming's eyes deepened and he held the long knife in his hand tightly.
The students who were watching all fell silent and became nervous instinctively.
A row of big guys in the stands were very interested, wanting to see where the confidence of Candidate No. 1 came from.
No. 1 is never picked randomly but has been arranged in advance. This is the usual practice.
Those who dare to cause trouble must be able to bear the consequences. This is also the rule.
Although it is a risk, it is also an opportunity.
boom! boom! boom!
Yushou quickly discovered Qiming on the training ground and walked towards him with strong steps.
Although the movement is very slow, it cannot bear the huge size, and the distance of dozens of meters quickly disappears.
Qi Ming remained motionless, only counting in his heart as a habit, while mobilizing his whole body's energy.
The students in the distance couldn't help but start to feel disgusted.
"Is that candidate so scared? He can't even move!"
"Did the examiner not interfere? Will he really see us die?"
"It's over, it's terrible. My legs feel weak at such a distance, let alone the examinee! I'd better choose a mock battle!"
The timid candidate had already covered his face, not wanting to see the blood splattered on the spot. The countdown to Qiming has finally come to an end.
"Three, two, one!"
The huge shadow has completely enveloped Qiming, and Qiming relaxed his body and leaned back.
Yuanli exploded and the long knife swept across!
After practicing Yuanli for a while, Hongying told Qiming that he could first learn footwork or strengthen his organs to increase his battlefield survival rate as much as possible.
But in the limited time, Qiming decisively chose to learn Yuanwu skills first, because he always believed that the best defense is offense.
Red Flame·Tian Scythe!
He had been imitating Hongying's moves for a long time, and when he used them for the first time, he felt like his whole body was boiling!
There was a soft sound of "swish", and a sickle blade with a faint flame light was slashed out of the void.
It shot upwards a full three meters away and accurately hit the only emerald green outline!
The long knife in his hand shattered due to the excessive load. Qi Ming rolled out from the side and regained his alert posture.
The next second, green-brown juice splashed out, and the feathered beast's huge body hit the ground heavily.
Ding!
The timer ends, combat duration: 21 seconds.
There was silence.
This...is over? ? ?
Humans actually won against a demon god, or a demon god at the level of a majestic feathered beast? ?
How can this be!
But no matter how hard they believe it, it is true. Even some powerful people could tell that Qiming had exhausted all his energy in order to unleash the attack just now, and was almost out of gas.
But at least now, he wins.
Qi Ming stood up straight and just breathed a sigh of relief. However, after the timer on the electronic screen ended, the assessment was given directly: "The fight did not last for 180 seconds, and the assessment failed."
? ? ?
Qiming was stunned.
The timer does count only when two parties exist at the same time, but the problem is that now he has killed his opponent instead of being killed by the demon!
The invigilator seemed not to have expected the scene before him, but the Discipline Committee had already spoken:
"The school rules are absolute. If you can fight for 3 minutes, you will pass the test. The system will only evaluate the rules."
The examiner glanced at Huang Xiao who spoke, but did not reject it.
In Xuewu Academy, school rules come first, even exceeding those of Anjie. The disciplinary committee in the college is responsible for ruling on school rules.
Qiming clenched his fists.
He knew what this meant. Yesterday he killed someone on the street. What he meant was that there were no rules.
Now the opponent is turning against the general, saying that the rules do not stipulate how the kills should be calculated, which is reasonable.
Although the examiner did not deny Huang Xiao, he still said: "Your battle is beyond the rules. Only the teaching team can evaluate it."
The meaning is very simple, see if anyone can protect you!
As long as there is a big boss in the teaching group who speaks up, your previous actions will be taken over by someone, and there will be no problem in passing the exam.
On the contrary, no one will carry it for you. Now that you have failed the assessment, you can only admit it.
After all, it was Qiming himself who emphasized the rules so much yesterday.
Qiming turned to look at the stands.
Hongying had told him long ago that people in Longchao could not get absolute fairness in Anjie. There is no point in worrying about the rules. What he needs now is someone who can protect him.
Do you want to propose his identity as an absolute adaptor... Although it is fake, his adaptation to the mecha is indeed outstanding.
Maybe someone will take a fancy to it!
Just as his breath reached his throat, a man suddenly stood up in the stands: "Full marks!"
Qiming's eyes moved and he lowered his voice to shout.
The rest of the teaching team glanced at the man who stood up, but no one commented.
Since he wants this child...that's all!
The man who got up was named Feng Sen. He was a famous fighting maniac in the expeditionary force and was always called "Crazy Sen".
After destroying many mechas on the battlefield, the military asked him to recuperate before joining the teaching corps.
However, Feng Sen's madness is directly proportional to his strength. He has opened the gap in many tough battles. Even if he leaves the front line, he has to be asked to come forward for many tasks.
Now that he has spoken, no one will refute his face.
Without him, he could handle the trouble this child had!
No matter how crazy he is, can Feng Sen still be crazy?
Feng Sen knew that no one wanted to mess with him, whether they liked this kid or not. He only looked at Qiming at the training ground with interest: "Additional test, do you want to take it or not?"
There are not many people these days who dare to get so close to the Demon God to bet on life and death with one blow!
He is interested!
"Test!"
Qiming will not hesitate. Isn't he choosing advanced difficulty just to get more opportunities to try?
"Think about it before you reply. If you take my additional exam and fail, what I just said for you will not count."
"What if I pass the exam?"
Feng Sen raised the corners of his mouth, jumped down from the stands, and pulled out his saber.
This kid's temper was very to his liking. Feng Sen's eyes flashed with excitement: "If you pass the exam, you come with me!"
The expressions of the others changed a little.
It’s good for the teaching team to come here to select talents, but it’s not about selecting apprentices!
Which of these big guys is not well-known in the entire security world? They come from major organizations and are at least quasi-Wuzong level figures of sixth rank or above.
Being able to get their approval and assign it to subordinates is a huge blessing. The result?
Boss Feng Sen wants to accept him as his disciple? ?
The instructors in the academy are mainly at the fourth level!
Qiming's eyes were serious, he dropped the dagger in his hand and said respectfully: "Please give me the question."
He knew that Feng Sen who spoke like this must not be simple, but who has survived in the wasteland for eighteen years and survived to this day? Who is simple!
Feng Sen smiled: "The question is, survive in my hands for thirty seconds. Of course, you can kill me."
Qiming's heart rate has been suppressed to an extremely low level due to excessive caution.
Obviously, the last half of the sentence was a mockery of the fact that he had just killed his opponent but was judged to have failed the assessment.
But he would never relax just because Feng Sen complained for him.
Because in his field of vision, Feng Sen's entire body, from head to toe, was an extremely dangerous deep red color.
Extreme, extreme, dangerous, dangerous.
