Almost as soon as he got out of the car, Yan Zhou kicked open the car door, stepped forward and strangled his neck.
The driver was shocked and subconsciously wanted to push the other person's shoulder, but found that the other person's palm was like iron and he couldn't break free at all.
The talent bloodline suppressor in his hand fell to the ground.
Under the dark night, the young man's topaz-colored eyes were like two crystals of clear glass. They were pure and murderous, but also had the ultimate chill.
Yan Zhou: "Who sent you here?"
After saying that, without waiting for the driver to answer, she frowned, raised her head and sighed.
"Sure enough, I'm so sleepy that I can still ask such nonsense..."
The driver's retort was stuck in his throat, and he later remembered Yan Zhou's extraordinary speed and strength, and spoke in disbelief:
"You, you should obviously be talented, cough... cough cough."
Yan Zhou gradually tightened his hands, the driver's eyes were bloodshot, and silent fear filled his heart.
Yan Zhou's eyes were filled with anger. She was actually quite annoyed. Qin Zheng didn't want to compete in exams properly, but he did these crooked ways...
Yan Zhou spoke in a relaxed tone: "Do you have a plan?"
The driver's eyes widened, and Yan Zhou's words caught him off guard.
What preparation? !
Unfortunately, he had no time to react. Yan Zhou's wrist turned outwards and his neck was broken.
Yan Zhou: No, it seems to be outsourced
Yan Zhou took out the optical brain from the driver's pocket, swiped it at the driver's face, and unlocked the password.
Looking at the conversation between Qin Zheng and the "driver", Yan Zhou looked calm. He was still not mature enough. He directly used his real account to contact the killer. Was he too naive or too conceited?
The killer he hired was a low-level killer. Qin Zheng was not only stupid but also very cunning.
Yan Zhou slandered.
Seeing the words "Talented Bloodline Suppressor", Yan Zhou picked up the fallen object on the ground, took a look at it, took a photo and sent it to Mrs. Xi.
She didn't understand this, so maybe a professional could figure it out.
After this operation was completed, a trace of electricity gathered at Yan Zhou's fingertips and was introduced into the suppressor. The light screen was instantly disrupted into gibberish by unknown intervention.
The word system failure appeared on the screen.
After throwing it back to the ground, Yan Zhou looked around————
This is a suburban area, completely deserted and deserted. Only the chirping of insects from time to time indicates that there is life in this place.
I specially picked a place without surveillance cameras or driving recorders, which was really well-intentioned.
Yan Zhou felt that he was very unlucky, and his originally happy day was suddenly stained by a stench. It seems that I need to change my attitude towards Qin Zheng. I was still too gentle before...
Yan Zhou thought of this.
After taking pictures of the killer's face, weapons, etc. and leaving evidence, it was almost midnight.
After consuming some spiritual energy, Yan Zhou used space transfer intermittently several times. When he returned to the hotel, there was not much spiritual energy left in his body.
Yan Zhou had a dark face and silently put Qin Zheng's name on the blacklist.
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There are more than half the candidates for the martial arts examination than before. In addition to those eliminated, some people were poached by other colleges and universities midway.
Of course, most of these people who were poached were afraid of the martial arts test that had set a disability record.
The martial arts test is divided into two parts, the preliminary test and the final test. The initial test is relatively uniform and consistent with other universities.
It's an endurance race.
The venue is located in the largest gravity simulation cabin in Area A. People inside will feel pressure eight times higher than the normal ground pressure.
Each candidate will be equipped with a pair of protective equipment, and it is still the same bulky and old-fashioned model. I wonder if the school did this intentionally.
The protective equipment alone weighs 35 kilograms, far exceeding the 18 kilogram standard of other universities. With such a heavy thing, even if the physique of the interstellar people has improved so many generations, it will be difficult to wear it for running, let alone running.
This is only the first level of the martial arts test. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the subsequent levels will be.
Yan Chi, who was wearing protective clothing, grinned under the pressure and couldn't help but complain:
"35 kilograms of equipment has already met the college entrance examination standards! It's so abnormal... Dorian Affiliated School is truly the legendary military academy factory."
Yan Zhou and the Pei brothers and sisters also put on protective clothing. The heavy equipment made all three of them feel constrained.
Pei Junjing asked out her doubts: "We won't be able to fly mechas in the future, so why do we still use such old equipment?"
Yan Chi's grinning expression disappeared, and the old god said: "You don't understand the mentality of these examiners. You must use the oldest tools to adapt to the difficult environment, and in the end you have to give it a good name. We experience the hardships of previous generations.”
Yan Zhou shook his head: "I'm afraid that's not what it means on the surface. Its purpose is actually quite simple. It is to select good seedlings with outstanding physical endurance. What you said is just to put a shell on it."
Yan Chi lamented and shook a few strands of hair exposed from the armor coolly: "Oh, anyway, I am not in the mecha combat department. I, a delicate and frail mecha master, only need to survive this level." ."
"Whether I am eliminated or not in the next level, it will not affect my results. I will just run with you~"
Yan Zhou and Pei Junjing from the Mecha Combat Division felt offended.
As a member of the mecha combat department, he is destined to withstand the final "bloody storm" of the martial arts test... He really knows how to thank him.
Entering the examination venue, Yan Zhou put down his facial mask. The lack of oxygen made it difficult for the candidates to breathe, and they could only rely on the oxygen equipment in the equipment to assist breathing.
As a monk, Yan Zhou could not rely on oxygen, but those candidates were much worse off, and some of them wisely withdrew from the examination room.
If you accidentally end up in the hospital during an exam, the price will be quite high.
Almost all the candidates who withdrew were ordinary people, and none of them were aristocrats, which somewhat broke Yan Chi's impression of aristocratic children who were only greedy for pleasure, well... except for Yan Zhou.
Yan Zhou was not surprised. In fact, sometimes children of aristocrats received much stricter education than ordinary people since childhood. Physical training was the most basic, not to mention that there was a talent pool specifically designed to assist in the awakening of bloodline.
The more established a family is, the more it pays attention to the cultivation of its own children. With the excellent genes combined with super high educational resources through several generations of marriage, coupled with buffs such as talent pools, it is quite capable to raise useless people.
The venue is as big as three 800-meter stadiums, and every 100 meters is recorded with smart machines.
In the transparent room on the stand, several people who looked like teachers from the attached school were observing the candidates.
One of the young men had a cold and handsome face, and his close-fitting military uniform made him look upright, giving him a military aura.
“I wonder who will win the first one this year?”
The curly-haired woman in the same military uniform shook the red liquid in the crystal cup in her hand, with a playful smile on her lips.
The man frowned when he saw the red liquid and reminded: "Colonel Hersha, this is the examination room."
Hesha smiled, took a gulp of the liquid in the cup, then leaned on the sofa nearby, twirling her slender fingers around her flaxen curly hair, and said sarcastically:
"Anyway, there is an isolation room, and we didn't actually enter the examination room."
"Why is Adjutant Su so cautious?"
