83 Future Capture! Io!

Style: Fantasy Author: Practice blindlyWords: 2326Update Time: 24/01/18 23:26:34
With a pop, blood gurgled from a strong criminal.

Chen Qingyan pulled out the short knife from the opponent's body and watched expressionlessly as the opponent gradually stopped breathing from convulsions.

"Killed in one blow, Sean took twenty-one seconds, temporarily ranking first. You did a great job."

The blond man who had previously led Chen Qingyan and the four of them into the Deadpool camp said loudly while recording something.

"Next group."

When Chen Qingyan stepped out of the iron cage, the loser's body was carried away, and the other two groups of randomly selected targets slowly walked into the iron cage with nervous expressions on their faces.

Chen Qingyan glanced around. The Deadpool candidates who were watching were either happy, indifferent, absent-minded, or enthusiastically watching the brutal showdown in the iron cage.

But he only felt disappointed.

The so-called Deadpool Camp is where a group of criminals are trained according to cruel training methods at the risk of their lives.

There was no extraordinary knowledge he expected.

No wonder Agli recommended him to come to Deadpool Camp. After all, people who can easily learn steel swordsmanship will most likely be able to withstand the brutal training of Deadpool Camp.

It's a pity that Agli still underestimated Chen Qingyan, because Chen Qingyan didn't just learn steel swordsmanship, but had already practiced steel swordsmanship to the pinnacle.

His strength is stronger than the head of the Sheriff.

It has been seven days since Chen Qingyan and three others entered the Deadpool camp. The first six days were spent training according to the arrangements of the Deadpool camp.

These trainings, which may seem terrifying to ordinary people, seem to Chen Qingyan to be like children playing house, which is simply childish, boring and ridiculous.

It was interesting to catch and fight today. He could see the explosive skills of other Deadpool candidates when faced with desperate situations. From this group of people, he found a few targets who had mastered superficial extraordinary knowledge. He had already thought about it. Well, when today's assessment is over, we will find a few people one by one and find a way to get the extraordinary knowledge they have.

As for rejection…

No one in this group of people could refuse him.

After all, no one will care about the vicious fighting in the Deadpool camp. A few instructors with bad personalities will sometimes even offer some money and other rewards to encourage everyone to fight and kill.

It's a pity that his arrival was too short, and he didn't see the instructor take action yet.

But since Chen Qingyan can feel threatened, he must have extraordinary power.

Chen Qingyan sat on the bench, the short knife turning in his hand, and his eyes staring at the iron cage. Fighting once a week greatly reduced the number of candidates. Of the three prisoners who came with him, two People are already bleeding, and one person is still missing.

Just like the blond instructor said, they really only lasted a few days.

As the fighting progressed to the later stage, the number of people decreased greatly. There were fewer onlookers outside the iron cage, but they were still crowded. Chen Qingyan looked around at the candidates still standing, a little curious as to where so many trainers came from. Last time, there were only four people who entered the Deadpool camp with him in the same batch, including him.

With a killing frequency of once a week and a terrifying mortality rate of nearly half, there should be very few healthy candidates alive in this Deadpool camp as of today.

But why are there so many people left?

Chen Qingyan thought for a moment and came to an interesting conclusion. Perhaps the goal of the candidates for the Deadpool camp was not to only face criminals.

What is the purpose of the existence of the Atonement Camp?

Through the initial explanation of the bald man who offended him, and his observations in the past few days, he found that the Atonement Camp was quite complicated. Not only did the Deadpool Camp exist, but there were also alchemists developing alchemy items here, as well as several temporarily useless camps. In the few special places I know, those who go mining, what kind of minerals are they digging, and why do they contract various diseases after digging?

Chen Qingyan recalled the memories of this life and always felt that this world was quite special.

"Sean, Io wants to see you."

A voice brought Chen Qingyan back to reality from his meditation.

"Io?"

Chen Qingyan looked at the tall, shirtless man who spoke, "Who is Ai Ou? If he wants to see me, ask him to come to me."

"It's normal for newcomers not to know Ai Ou, but you should be glad that Ai Oo is not here. If you offend him, you will die miserably." The shirtless man sneered.

Chen Qingyan saw that the other party was wearing the same style of shorts as himself and asked, "Ai Ou is also a candidate?"

"Yes, he is the strongest here." The shirtless man clashed his fists, and his muscles were all tangled.

"Isn't he here?" Chen Qingyan was curious.

"Ah hahahaha, are you kidding me? Io won't have to participate in such boring duels for a long time. If he comes on stage, he can kill everyone here by himself."

There is such a person, Chen Qingyan's eyes lit up, "Then take me to see him quickly."

The shirtless man glanced at him contemptuously, turned around and walked back.

Chen Qingyan followed behind.

The blond instructor cast his gaze this way and frowned immediately.

...

"People are here."

The shirtless man stepped aside, revealing Chen Qingyan behind him with an expectant look on his face.

"Sean, right? I've seen you fight. You're very skilled and ruthless. I like it very much."

Chen Qingyan looked for a voice, and the person speaking was a man with red patterns on his face.

"Are you Io?"

"Well, don't be too aggressive when you talk to me next time. I like polite subordinates." Ai Ou raised his eyelids and said calmly.

"I heard him say you are very strong." Chen Qingyan pointed at the shirtless man.

The strong man glared at him angrily and disdained to answer.

"What do you want to say? Challenge me?" Ai Ou looked at him with interest.

"No. I just want to..." Chen Qingyan licked his lips, "Learn something."

When the voice fell, Chen Qingyan had already launched an attack on the patterned man.

"If you want to challenge Io, you are not qualified yet."

The shirtless strong man descended behind Chen Qingyan like a human flesh monster, squeezing the air with his hands and falling down, as if he wanted to hug and strangle the young man below him.

But as soon as the young man's body swayed, someone appeared behind Ai Ou. The shirtless man was shocked. He suddenly heard the muffled sounds of fists and palms clashing. When he looked up again, he found that the two were already fighting fiercely.

boom!

The wall was punched by Io, and the stone powder was shaken off.

Boom!

Chen Qingyan kicked his body, causing spider web-like cracks to appear on the floor. A straight punch with no flashiness was struck by the reaction force, and the scream that burst out of the air was particularly harsh.

Facing this punch, the red patterns on Io's face were faintly circulated with wisps of light, and his physical fitness increased instantly. He turned over like an ape and hung on the roof, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Chen Qingyan let out a hey sound and swooped forward to pursue the victory.

The two sides moved around, and fierce collisions erupted in the small room, as if two inhuman monsters were fighting, leaving the shirtless strong man in the audience stunned.

Ai Ou became more and more serious as he fought, "You are ten times stronger than what I saw. It shouldn't be like this, it's impossible."

Chen Qingyan squinted his eyes and thought about a lot in his mind, and finally refined it into a few simple sentences, "No wonder you always feel that you are familiar with my moves...can you see through my strength? Not completely, then it is Is it superficial strength..."

Ai Ou's face sank, and the red patterns on his face bloomed. The world seemed to pause at this moment, and scenes of the two people fighting came into his mind.

Future Capture!