Genetic Experts in the Age of Reiki

Chapter 185
Lin Huai heard a little bit of the episode in the ring and felt helpless.

I didn’t expect that one day I would have to rely on my reputation to make a living.

I don't know if it's good or bad.

He didn't continue to care about it. The heat obtained by relying on his face should cool down quickly. His main focus is still on the ring.

The game has started.

The indifferent Xu Zurong, to everyone's surprise, did not use any vitality, but used pure physical strength to fight against the trainee martial artist.

You must know that without the blessing of vitality, there is really not much difference between a formal warrior and a trainee warrior.

It stands to reason that even if he could win, it would be more difficult, but Xu Zurong fought with ease, no difference from before.

Seeing this scene, the official warriors of Pingchuan High School exclaimed: "Xu Zurong definitely did not advance when he was a seventh-level apprentice martial artist, he must be above the seventh level!"

Not to mention other people, there was also a seventh-level trainee martial artist among the people who participated in the battle in Pingchuan High School, but this seventh-level trainee martial artist was also helpless in the face of Xu Zurong's physical strength.

Xu Zurong on the stage heard the exclamation from the audience, and while fighting against the contestants on the stage, he turned his head and smiled at the official warriors of Pingchuan High School: "I just found out now, isn't it too late?"

The expression is relaxed, as if walking for a walk.

"Oh shit!"

The seventh-level trainee martial artist who was fighting against him was also one of the best geniuses in the school. He should have been promoted to a full-time martial artist from Pingchuan High School, but for his own future, he refused.

I didn't expect to receive such a big insult now, what a shame! !

That's all he complained about, because in the next second, he was kicked out of the ring by Xu Zurong when he heard a crisp sound.

Xu Zurong patted his training clothes lightly, looked at the official martial artists of Pingchuan High School, and said with a smile: "The warm-up is over, it's our turn."

The four players who are considered strong for other participating teams, in Xu Zurong's view, are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

Beating them is no different than warming up.

And it is.

The official fighter from Pingchuan High School jumped into the ring with an unusually dignified expression. He also knew very well that he was only the weakest of the official fighters. When he met a strong person like Xu Zurong, he felt very stressed.

"One has a vitality of 5, and the other has a vitality of 40. There is nothing comparable to the difference of eight times."

Lin Huai looked at the two people on the ring and shook his head amusedly.

According to this strength, Xu Zurong Xu Zurong should already be a mid-term official warrior, and the other one, probably only a few days ago, just broke through from the realm of a trainee warrior.

Unless there are special means, there is no hope of victory at all.

Lin Huai could see clearly, but others couldn't see clearly. They thought they were both formal warriors. Even if there was a difference in strength between the two, the difference should not be too much, so they looked forward to this match that they thought was evenly matched.

"drink!"

Strong body training boxing!
The official martial artist from Pingchuan High School did not hold back and took the lead in attacking. He quickly approached Xu Zurong and then punched fiercely.

Although the white light attached to the fist was dim, it was more than twice as strong as a normal fist swinging from a physical body.

He didn't spare the slightest bit of strength, and with just one punch, he could directly smash a trainee martial artist into shattered fractures.

He could guarantee that if Xu Zurong was hit, Xu Zurong would never feel well even if he had the protection of vitality.

However, he thought too wonderfully.

When Xu Zurong saw this weak fist, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"If you only have this level, then you, a formal warrior, will be too useless."

He lightly turned his shoulder to one side, dodging the punch lightly, and before the opponent wanted to change his move, he punched lightly and hit the opponent's abdomen.

The fist that looks tough is easily dodged, while the fist that looks soft is very powerful.

Just such a punch directly smashed the faint vitality defense on the surface of the abdomen, attacking the flesh body.

vomit!
The formal martial artist from Pingchuan High School clutched his abdomen in pain, backed up again and again, retching non-stop while retreating.

Wow!
There was an uproar.

How could it be so simple!
Are the official warriors of Pingchuan High School really official warriors? How could they be abused so easily by the official warriors of Handing High School.

Everyone was a little surprised.

There was at most one official warrior in the past, so everyone's understanding of the level of official warriors is not very deep.

It is only known that formal warriors master vitality, and it is not an existence that trainee warriors can compete for.

That's it.

It wasn't until they saw this scene with their own eyes that they realized that formal warriors are just like trainee warriors, with strengths and weaknesses.

Xu Zurong did not pursue him, but looked at him with some pity:
"You should have been a genius before, why don't you hone for a while in the realm of trainee warriors, otherwise you wouldn't be so weak."

The poor opponent was clutching his stomach and retching. Hearing this kind of ridicule and feeling the contemptuous eyes from all directions, his heart was filled with shame. He roared angrily:

"Fuck you! If you want to hit, hit it, what are you beeping here!"

"I'm not beeping, I'm just feeling sorry for you."

"What about him! What about you?"

Public execution, the opponent who was also a genius in the past, how could he bear this.

He stopped covering his stomach, endured the pain, and punched Xu Zurong on the head, spitting obscenities from one side of his mouth.

After Xu Zurong was scolded like this, his face was a little ugly. Seeing the opponent who was not giving up and still attacked him, he stepped on his footsteps, leaving an afterimage on the spot.

There seemed to be a breeze rising on the ring, and then Xu Zurong appeared behind the opponent.

He didn't move extra, just punched lightly. This punch hit the head of the opponent who was still screaming forward and hadn't noticed that he had disappeared.

boom.

The violent contact between his fist and the back of his head made the official martial artist from Hirakawa High School roll his eyes involuntarily, and then fell to the ground violently.

Two punches eliminated an official warrior!
This... this is too strong!

All the college students were shocked and speechless at this moment.

The four people from Pingchuan High School looked at the captain who fell to the ground, and suddenly felt a little lucky that their mouths were not so dirty.

The four of them had fought with Xu Zurong a few minutes ago, and none of them were seriously injured. The worst one was knocked off the stage.

The seventh-level trainee martial artist who just felt insulted felt a little proud for no reason.

Even the captain couldn't hold on to two punches in front of Xu Zurong, and I just fought with Xu Zurong back and forth on the stage for several rounds.

What does this show!
It means that I am stronger than the captain!

(End of this chapter)