Data Wasteland

In the morning of the next day, Chen Xing played the third game of the group stage. His opponent was the performance department who won yesterday morning.

"I admit that you are a strong opponent, but I will never give up easily!"

As soon as the other party came up, he said a lot of rhetoric, and then sternly, clasped his fists and made ancient salutes, "please advise!"

"Please!" Chen Xing clasped his fists in return, and immediately caused the little fans on the stage to scream.

"Brother looks so handsome with his fists!" "Well, he must be an elegant prince." "Brother, I love you!"

"Look at the move!" I saw the strong man shaking his feet and shouting, "Vigorously open the palms!"

The palm was suddenly pushed out, clothes bulging, and a whirlpool vigorously rushed towards Chen Xing.

The latter moved slightly, moved half a meter horizontally, and whirled past vigorously, making the clothes rustle, but he was unharmed.

"Hiding beautifully!" Without waiting for the audience to cheer, Dali Man took the lead to extend his thumb, affirming his opponent's strength, and helping his opponent to explain. Time chose to avoid. I have to say, your reaction was very decisive and very timely!"

"If you are half a second late, you will be smashed into pieces by the vigor of the palm."

The strong man said that there is a way, and the audience on the stage showed an expression of "it turns out to be like this".

"But the next move won't be that simple. I will attack you from three different directions, pay attention!"

After finishing speaking, the strong man squatted down and opened his feet outwards. With a violent drink, he lifted one foot and fell suddenly. Only a loud noise was heard, the flip-flops stepped on the floor of the ring, and the cracks spread quickly like a cobweb. Then the figure shook at high frequency, turning into three.

Mirror clone!

Chen Xing was a little surprised. The opponent clearly seemed to be from the combat department, how did he learn the skills of the marksman department.

"Wow ha ha ha, was it surprising?" The strong man was very proud. "Tell you, my real profession is actually a shooter!"

"Boom!"

The three strong men raised their right feet at the same time, the flip-flops suddenly shook the ground, their palms were pushed out together, and the three whirlpools rushed toward their opponents vigorously.

Perhaps it was because he was praised by the little fans and flirted with vanity, or perhaps the other party's arrogance made him very upset. Chen Xing did not choose to dodge this time, but crossed his arms to cover his head and resisted his breath.

I saw a faint golden light glowing all over his body, which was the result of stimulating psychic energy with all his strength.

The host was immediately excited, and jumped onto the table to spout: "Golden, the psychic spectrum of Contestant Chen Erliu is actually golden!"

There are roughly three colors in the spectrum of psionic energy, light blue, dark blue, and light gold.

Light gold means the purest psionic power. The Devil's Pot draws violent void mana directly from the void and refines it into the purest psionic energy. Chen Xing absorbed it, branded his life imprint, and finally turned into pale golden light sand.

Usually only the king-level and a few high-lord-level strongmen support

There is a golden spectrum. Judging from the black table data, Chen Xing is only a large guard class, but has a golden spectrum, which is extremely rare in the world.

"boom!"

There was a burst of qi, and three qi jin hits Chen Xing at the same time. A faint golden light flashed by, and his vigor dissipated. Chen Xing didn't move for half a step, safe and sound.

With the blessing of the void psychic energy of the Devil's Pot, Chen Xing has far surpassed the Guardian level, approaching the quasi-lord level, and formed a major gap with his opponent. Due to the crushing of the total energy, even without the psionic armor, the defense cannot be broken by energy alone.

Unless the opponent uses a weapon engraved with rune loops to attack through a medium of psychic transmission and strengthening, it can cross the ranks and cause a threat.

In this game, weapons cannot be used, so once the strength is overwhelmed, you can't even break the defense.

"Wow, it's so handsome!" "It's crazy, the power of shredding the body hits him, there is nothing at all!" "Brother, you are the most handsome in the universe, I love you to death!"

The strong man was stunned. He didn't expect that his full blow would not even be able to push the opponent half a step.

"It's time for me!" Chen Xing announced, and then his figure changed into three.

The three Chen Xing's hands are compared to pistols, like a western cowboy, the "muzzle" is aimed at the strong man.

"Actually I want to say..." Chen Xing said lightly, "I am also a shooter."

Immediately launching a charge shock, the three of them jumped out six arcs with six hands and shot their opponents directly.

Only heard a "pop" sound, the two avatars of the strong man shattered into star sand, the body's hair exploded, and the whole body fell straight down with black smoke. Before the complete fainting passed, there was still an unbelievable expression on his face.

"The winner of this game is Mr. Jin Guangshun killing momentum!"

This host is simply a name machine, and Chen Xing has been given three names in three games.

The scene cheered up. Compared to yesterday's desertedness, there were many more people today, all of whom came to watch the game after hearing the name of Chen Xing.

Although there are many strong players on the mainland, this competition is limited to the big guards, and there are many restrictions. Weapons and Yuling cannot be used, so there are not many contestants.

Chen Xing had something to watch for three consecutive games, and naturally became the most watched player in the group stage.

By the fourth game in the afternoon, the auditorium was half full. The number of Xiao Mimei has increased a lot, and there has even been an organization, holding a banner with red letters on a white background, with slogans such as "Brother momentum will win!" "Brother instant kill gogogo!" "26chen I love you!" and other slogans. .

"Om..."

With the activation of the large Psionic Shield Exciter, the ring was enveloped by a blue light film.

"Hi, we meet again!"

Chen Xing's opponent was a boxer he met during the boxing test, and he had beaten more than 1,300 kilograms of boxing power.

"Hello." Chen Xing had a good impression of this boxer, with a hearty personality, so he clasped his fists in response.

"Shoo, hoo..."

The boxer does a warm-up exercise, making a few quick jabs, and then kicking out a few more kicks, moving as fast as lightning.

"You are strong, but I am not weak. We will be very good opponents." The fighter said.

Although there were no strong opponents in the group stage, Chen Xing still browsed the game videos of all the players in the competition area in line with the cautious attitude of sailing carefully. This boxer's movements are somewhat similar to Muay Thai on earth. The video of the match is quite satisfactory. There is no special highlight or fatal mistakes. All in all, there is peace and stability, no wind and no waves, and there is nothing particularly worthy of attention.

Chen Xing twisted his neck and loosened his shoulders, even if he was warming up. He is not in a rush to attack, or he is not used to being the attacker. His fighting skills are mostly used for self-defense, and he is good at defensive counterattacks. The ultimate goal of fighting is to open the distance and shoot with a gun. He is not used to close combat.

After the two warmed up, they put on a posture, but neither of them had any intention to attack.

But the other party was surprisingly patient, and after standing up for nearly half a minute, he still had no intention of rushing over.

"Little brother, come on!" The little fans shouted.

In order not to disappoint the audience, Chen Xing's fingertips flashed with lightning and took the lead in attacking.

"Noisy!"

A thick electric arc flew out, and the boxer's body surface glowed with blue light, leaning forward in response to the arc coming from the lasing.

The moment the arc hits, the boxer turned sideways slightly. Due to the angle of the hit, the arc hit the psionic armor and bounced away immediately.

The fist gesture was like breaking a bamboo, and the right fist smashed towards Chen Xing.

Chen Xing moved horizontally, avoiding his fists.

However, the straight fist that seemed to be a false move, the boxer instantly retracted, his body sank slightly, and his left fist hit Chen Xing at a faster speed.

Gangfeng blew his face, the fist was fast and fierce, directly breaking through the sound barrier, causing a huge burst of air.

Chen Xing's eyes narrowed. It turned out that the opponent was as clumsy as him, and the left fist was the real killer move.

Visually measure the punch strength of at least 3,000 kilograms!

This is definitely the strongest opponent since the group stage.

In the test, he hit 1,300 kilograms with his right fist. He was actually left-handed.

"Ah!" "Hurry up!" The little fans in the stands screamed, their big eyes full of worry. The fat girls also forgot to chew the popcorn in their mouths and watched the thrilling scene blankly. Due to excessive tension, the snack bag in his hand was almost torn.

But seeing a flash of lightning, his fist passed through Chen Xing's body, but it was only the afterimage left by the teleportation.

There was a small arc beating in the place where he was standing, and Chen Xing appeared ten meters away.

I have to say that teleportation is a nightmare for melee combatants. No matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than teleportation.

But here is the arena, it's useless to just avoid it, you have to beat the opponent on the spot.

Chen Xing's thoughts changed into three, and he dealt with it seriously.