Global Gaowu: What’s wrong with being in a wheelchair? You can still destroy gods with one finger

The training camp in the early morning passed by with a burst of hilarity. It was quite thrilling at first, but Gao Xiaozhou interrupted everyone and everyone burst into laughter.

Of course, there were also many people who failed to hold on and were overtaken by hunting dogs and brutally ravaged.

Although everyone was very tired, they were in a good mood, especially after seeing Gao Xiaozhou, they all happily extended their little fingers.

"Go, go, go...get out of here!"

No matter how Gao Xiaozhou jumped or cursed, everyone was not angry, they were laughing and joking, and they were in a better mood.

"Li Qiyu, why didn't you wake me up?"

"I called, but I couldn't wake him up." Li Qiyu looked at Gao Xiaozhou innocently.

"If you can't wake me up, don't carry me to the playground!" Gao Xiaozhou took off his shoes and threw them towards a few guys who were stretching their little fingers.

"I'm not afraid that the instructor will punish you."

"It's better to punish me. Why do you want me to see people?"

Gao Xiaozhou started to rub snot and tears on Li Qiyu. Li Qiyu was also a best friend and could run faster than a rabbit.

However, there are still many kind-hearted people in this world. Some make fun of Gao Xiaozhou, and naturally there are also those who encourage him, such as the person below.

"Gao Xiaozhou."

Mo Ling patted Gao Xiaozhou's shoulder meaningfully.

"What's the matter? Sister Mo Ling."

"Uh... don't be discouraged. You are still young and you still have a chance to grow up."

Gao Xiaozhou bumped into Li Qiyu's body, and the two of them died.

But the joy is short-lived, and the real torture begins with breakfast.

The same hall where the dinner was held last night has now been turned into a canteen.

But when everyone entered the cafeteria, they discovered that the breakfast for hundreds of people only had a small basin of uncooked rice.

The most important thing is that there were five people standing behind the breakfast. Five instructors headed by Wang Lingxu were holding down the rice tightly.

"Instructor Wang, why is there no breakfast?" The speaker was Zhao Tiancheng, a student from 0198 Songshan City. He is a direct disciple of the Shaolin Temple. He started practicing martial arts at the age of five and practiced the Golden Bell Shield for twelve years. He is invulnerable.

The corners of Wang Lingxu's mouth curled up slightly. He did not show the same enthusiasm as last night. He seemed to be a different person with a cold expression.

"All the budget was used up last night. From today on, if you want to eat, you have to rely on your true ability."

"What do you mean? Instructor Wang, is it possible for hundreds of us to grab such a small pot of rice?" The speaker this time was Jin Eunjun from 0320 Shanfu City. At the age of 15, he was already a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo, known as He is a martial arts genius who comes only once in ten years.

Wang Lingxu shook his head, his voice full of contempt: "No, it's not that hundreds of you are robbing each other, but hundreds of you robbing the five of us!"

"Hahaha... Instructor Wang, you are really making a big joke. Even if you are instructors, there are only five of you after all. Be careful of capsizing!"

Wang Lingxu glanced at the speaker: "Are you Shangquan Jiqing from 0450 Ueno City?"

"Yes, Instructor Wang, I am the 20th generation successor of the Sword Master Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, Kamiizumi Jiqing."

"I hope you won't insult the title of Sword Master. In order to make this game more interesting, we will keep the realm at the Taiyi realm, so that we don't bully you too much."

"But, Instructor Wang, we are here to take the hunter-killer test. There is no reason why you haven't taught us anything. Just let us work hard for a pot of rice." The person who spoke this time was a girl who looked gentle and weak, named Shi Jingya slurred when she spoke.

Wang Lingxu frowned slightly and shouted loudly: "This world is inherently unfair. Yesterday you were living a life of luxury and good food. Today you have to do your best to survive. If you don't have this awareness, get out of here as soon as possible. "

"You, you...how can you curse? My father is the lord of 0344 Sujiang City. I asked my father to call the principal and suspend you."

Wang Lingxu looked up to the sky and laughed: "Go, at least I still have the final say here. A kid like you who came out of a greenhouse doesn't know how cruel this world is, so you'd better go home quickly!"

Shi Jingya was so angry that she couldn't speak. She bit her lip and tried not to shed tears. Several young people around her who cared about her could not stand it for a long time and began to gear up.

Wang Lingxu sneered, and his voice became louder: "Is there anyone who can't bear the grievance? Leave together!"

Among the crowd, a young man jumped out, holding an iron gun in his hand. With a shake of one hand, a dragon roar immediately sounded in the air.

"Instructor Wang, do you think you can keep your word in the Taiyi realm?"

Wang Lingxu looked at the stranger and nodded: "As long as you can hit any one of us, this pot of rice will be yours."

"Okay, then I'll come and learn from you!"

The young man danced with the iron-pointed steel gun in his hand, which was so enchanting and fleeting that it was like a silver screen of guns that was airtight and powerful.

boom!

A gunshot rang out and the young man fell on his back, unconscious.

"This time it's just a warning. The tranquilizer gun can't hurt your life. I can't guarantee it next time. Remember, when dealing with mutants, they won't wait for you! Anyone else want to give it a try? "

"I'm coming!" Zhao Tiancheng, who was practicing the Golden Bell Shield, came out. His muscles were like steel, and he was like a human weapon.

Zhao Tiancheng didn't make any unnecessary moves, he just walked towards the pot of rice step by step.

There was still a gunshot, bullets sprayed out along with the fire, and everyone couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

But looking at Zhao Tiancheng again, he seemed to be fine, but the bullet was crushed by the huge pressure the moment it hit his skin.

Wang Lingxu smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "The one in the power department is interesting. Gantang, go ahead."

"okay."

The person who spoke was a girl, a little girl. She was extremely weak and could not reach Wang Lingxu's shoulders. Although she was not wearing makeup, she was very delicate. Standing next to Wang Lingxu, she looked like a monster and a lolita.

Gantang took two steps and stood in the middle of the crowd. He was smiling, harmless to humans and animals, and his voice was as sweet as a little water radish.

"Zhao Tiancheng, come here."

Zhao Tiancheng was a Shaolin lay disciple, so he naturally had a lot of rules. He stood still and said solemnly: "Instructor Gan, you are a girl, I can't fight you."

Gantang smiled sweetly, making everyone smile.

"That's it. What if one day you meet a mutant disguised as me?"

Zhao Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Instructor Gan, for your guidance. I'll be most welcome."

Zhao Tiancheng was shocked, and a layer of fine golden protection faintly surrounded his body, like a bronze man.

Gantang smiled slightly, pinched his two child-like white hands together, and muttered silently: "If you eat grapes, you won't spit out the grape skins. If you don't eat the grapes, you will spit out the grape skins. Come out, little mud!"

As soon as he finished speaking, bubbles suddenly appeared on the cement floor under Zhao Tiancheng's feet.

Zhao Tiancheng wanted to escape, but a pair of hands dragged him tightly. The grip became tighter and tighter, and he was dragged down faster and faster. After a while, only half of his body was left exposed.

Zhao Tiancheng clasped his hands and said, "Instructor Gan, I lost."

"Zhao Tiancheng, do you think I'm playing games with you?"

Zhao Tiancheng looked at Gan Tang in confusion: "Instructor Gan, what do you mean?"

Gantang pursed his lips and smiled, making him look cute and innocent, but the words he spoke struck a chord in people's bones.

"If you don't fight hard, even if I don't kill you, you will starve to death."