Human Shackles

　　 Xiaoxue sketched a very tragic picture in a few strokes, in which the man seemed to be struggling to death.

　　 Luo Kai guessed that the person in the painting might be him, and couldn't help but be horrified: "Can you predict the future?"

Xiaoxue shook her head and lowered her head to continue painting. This time the scene changed. A man smiled and received a golden medal. Just like this, Xiaoxue continued to paint. Some men scurried in the wilderness with many behind him. People are chasing, some are men standing on the deck of the airship and looking down...

　　 In a short while, she drew several scenes, the protagonist is a man, that is, Luo Kai himself.

　　 Luo Kai understood Xiaoxue's meaning, and solemnly said: "You mean there are countless possibilities in the future? You can only calculate rather than predict?"

　　 Xiaoxue finally stopped painting and nodded heavily to him.

Several pictures are mostly developing in bad directions. Luo Xin’s head is shrouded in dark clouds. He does not believe that anyone can predict the future. This involves the basic laws of time and space. If someone can predict the future, then he can control it. Time and space are not humans, but gods.

But everything in the world always has traces to follow, including time and space. In fact, everyone's time flow is relatively different. The faster the thinking speed, the slower the time flow, while the slower people will have the faster time flow. One point is not the personal supervisory feelings, but the actual existence, or the personal thinking and awareness that affects the flow of time from the outside world to oneself.

The ability to predict danger that all lives have is actually a special product that spans time. It’s just that some people have a strong premonition, and some are weak. Luo Kai is relatively strong, and the delicate girl in front of him is particularly strong. People, she can even calculate various possibilities based on her hunch.

Luo Kai couldn't help but get a little worried, and looked towards the direction of the rostrum. There were some important figures from the Kingdom of Stars and Horses. Duke Ivan, the lord, was standing in the middle. In the middle was sitting an old man with white beard and hair, who was a sportsman of the Stars and Horses. Fang Hong, the president of the association, is said to have been a high-level sportsman several decades ago. Liu Hou guessed that he was only half a step away from an advanced sportsman.

In addition to these two people, there are three high-level physiques, an old man with a blue beard, who looks very elegant, is the principal of Jinlan Academy, named Lu Rui, and a strong man with a long sword, Han The chief instructor of Guanghan Sports School in Zhou County, Xiang Bo, was the last one to be Liu Hou.

　　 All five of them are high-level athletes who have been famous for a long time. There are only ten high-level athletes in Malaysia and Malaysia in the records of the Sports Association. Today, there are five at once, which shows the importance of the fighting competition.

The fighting competition is not only a grand event in the sports world, but also the most important reference item for their county sports schools to compete for rankings. They are generally ranked based on the rankings. Over the years, the students who participated in the Jinlan Academy ranked the highest, but they also gave Opportunities in other schools, the top five places will always be given to other sports schools one or two, but this year's fighting competition is different, military sports practitioners are mixed in, not only other sports schools have no chance, even Jinlan It is also difficult for universities to enter the top five.

Five high-level athletes were sitting on the rostrum. Except for Duke Ivan squinted and dozed off, the faces of others were not very good. The president of the Sports Association Fang Hong smiled bitterly and explained to the people around him: "Everyone, let the army It’s not my idea to participate in the competition, but a notice from the General Sports Association, saying that the fighting competition excludes the military system, which means discrimination."

　　 The principal of Jinlan Sports School looked elegant and easy-going, but his words were full of gunpowder, and he said coldly: "Hmph, as far as I know, the above is just for the discretion of the local associations, but there is no order."

"Oh, President Lu really misunderstood me. Shangjing University is a bit dissatisfied with the students we have sent over the years. It intends to reduce or cancel several exchange student quotas for Singapore and Malaysia. If the students trained by several principals are all elites, Don't worry about me."

At this moment, everything else is speechless. In recent years, it has become more and more difficult to train sportsmen. It is only because the environment is in a peaceful state. Most of the students in sports schools are born in a pampering environment. Without external pressure, they will naturally lose their progress. Although the motivation of a comfortable life is good, it is easy to lose the spirit of martial arts and warfare. This is a dead knot that cannot be solved. Even the advancement rate of Dongyuan Shangguotai is getting lower and lower.

　　 After a while, Fang Hong changed the topic: "Has everyone heard of the riot in Jinlan City last night?"

Xiang Bo, the chief instructor of Guanghan Sports School, immediately said excitedly: “I heard that a group of foreign players besieged a young man, and the young man killed four of them. Good guys, it’s been a long time since we star and horse country appeared so powerful. Character!"

　　 "I wonder if President Liu has heard of it?" Fang Hong suddenly asked Liu Hou again.

　　 Liu Hou expressionlessly said: "Of course I heard that, it seems that the folks hide the dragon and the tiger. Our Sports Association must not be arrogant."

"Hehe, as far as I know, this young man is not a folk sportsman, but a junior sportsman named by our Sports Art Association. A group of middle-class sportsman killed by a junior sportsman will not be able to fight back. Hehe, if The junior players are so good, we old guys don't have the face to live."

　　 Liu Hou is not talking, the movement was so loud last night, it is naturally impossible to escape the eyes of the caring people, Luo Kai's identity must be exposed.

The admission screening in the school has begun. The competition system is very simple. There are five arenas in the arena. First, they are randomly matched. As long as they win three consecutive games, they can enter the winner group and rest. The loser can still challenge other arenas until they get three. Victory enters the winner group, and then the winner group game, which is the qualifying match, and the ranking is determined by winning rate.

The final finale is the challenge. All players who enter the qualifying can challenge the player who is ranked higher. Once they win, they can occupy the player's ranking. In order to prevent the occurrence of wheel wars, the challenged can refuse continuous challenges. , But you can’t refuse a challenge that ranks one lower than yourself, that is, the first place can’t refuse the second place challenge, and the top five players in the end will receive an invitation letter from Shangjing University.

　　 Lord Yiwen stood up, cleared his throat first, and read the opening remarks to the manuscript. UU read www.uukanshu.com until he became a little impatient, so he simply interrupted and announced the start of the fighting competition loudly.

　　 Along with the rumbling drums of war, the contestants began to draw lots, and those who got the top five tags directly boarded the ring and waited for the challenge.

The five arenas are set up in the arena because there is a tradition in fighting competitions, that is, one person occupies a ring and never comes down from the beginning to the end. It is called the overlord of the ring. There are very few people like this. After all, the manpower is limited. , Even the athletes can hardly hold up the challenge in turn.

　　 Luo Kai drew a 105 tag, indicating that there are more than a hundred contestants ahead of him.

　　 "Luo Kai, how many did you get?" Hao Fei asked eagerly behind him.

　　 "105."

　　 "Damn, you are so lucky. The further you go, the better. I can see what the number of guys in front are. I'm unlucky. I drew 10!"

　　 Luo chuckled and said, "How about we change?"

　　 "Can you?" Hao Fei looked around cautiously.

Luo Kai’s hearing is extremely keen, and he heard that many competitors around him are secretly changing labels. It must be that the later the competition, the more advantageous he can be based on the physical skills of the previous participants, but this does not matter to him. Put the label in his hand to Hao Fei.

　　 "Is this not so good?" Hao Fei hesitated. He had seen Luo Kai's terrifying operation of flying bullets with his fists, and guessed that Luo Kai was a secret trump card sent by the school. It is best not to expose such a killer prematurely.

Luo Kai took the label No. 10 in Hao Fei's hand and turned his head to look at the ring. The ring in the southeast corner is the most eye-catching. On the ring is a big bald man with scars. He doesn't stand like a normal person. It was half lying on the ground, with bulging muscles, like a tiger ready to go.