Major General he doesn't want to play Beta anymore [Rebirth]

The shock from the wrist was very strong, Wen Yu's smile spread from the corners of his lips to the bottom of his eyes, and the pair of rabbit eyes that were forcibly set to red became brighter.

With just a moment, he knew that his previous judgment was wrong. The person in front of him definitely had more dual attributes than S, and a strong fighting spirit surged from his chest, which was the blood inherited from his previous life.

On the high platform, two different blades collided frequently. The candidates sitting or standing in the audience had different emotions, but they were all surprised by the strength of these two people.

That rabbit boy is obviously an expert in using knives, the hand that draws the knives is extremely fast, so fast that people can't see clearly, the blade is fleeting, with a menacing aura that is completely different from his own image, and he moves forward relentlessly.

The young man who fought against him was obviously a bit inferior in the use of weapons, and he should not be specialized in this field.

——In fact, there are not many people who specialize in a certain kind of melee weapons. In the interstellar battlefield, after all, it is the world of mechs and starships. Not bad power, but for most military students, they still tend to use it.

Even so, the taller young man did not fall into the disadvantaged. Different from the overly distinctive personal style of the rabbit-eared boy, every time he swung the knife, whether it was attacking or defending, he was steady, as if he was ordinary. A strange movement, but it can precisely block the young man's attack, like a rock standing firm in a huge wave.

This is still the case in close combat, if two mechas are given to two people...

It's terrifying.

The onlookers were shocked for a while, no one thought that these two people would be inferior in mecha operation, even though mecha is supposed to be a course for post-military school.

Wen Yu was also very surprised. From the perspective of others, he might feel that No. 1101 was not as fierce as him and fell into a disadvantage, but only he could truly feel that the current state of the two is actually evenly matched. In the game, he can see It is clear that the person in front of him is not so exquisite in his movements, but has an extremely strong calculation ability. Every shot he makes seems to fall into the meticulous calculation.

The boy with rabbit ears narrowed his eyes slightly, this ability reminded him of a person.

Thoughts flashed by, the young man on the opposite side accurately grasped his momentary distraction, and attacked him, Wen Yu brandished a knife to block, and took two steps back to open the distance.

Accurate and almost predictable calculations, a terrifying ability, but without actual combat calculations, after all, it is a little tender!

The two also have extremely high physical strength and mental strength, and the only strength basis that can determine the outcome is combat experience.

Although there is a suspicion of bullying children, Wen Yu is extremely confident in this, it is the brand he honed in between life and death!

Wen Yu settled down, his hands continued to attack, and his eyes focused on every movement of his opponent. In contrast, the rabbit-eared boy was more like a wolf focused on waiting for its prey.

Chi Jing also felt this focus, and became even more vigilant.

His opponent was unexpectedly strong.

Suddenly, the young man's blade was approaching, and it fell down like a thunderbolt. Chi Jing was prepared, raised his knife to block, and the moment the blade touched, the youth's pupils widened for a moment.

wrong!

It's too light, it's an empty knife!

Chi Jing was about to retreat, but Wen Yu had planned it beforehand, how could he let him go?

The young man who was holding the knife in both hands suddenly turned his wrist, and his slender knuckles twisted lightly on the handle. The Tang knife was split into two and turned into two short knives with the length of the forearm. The knife raised by Chi Jing Taking the time, this induced misjudgment gave Wen Yu a chance.

The young man was short, turned around and swept his legs, and was dodged by the young man in time, and he was not surprised. His right hand caught Chi Jing's downward swing, and his left hand took advantage of the young man's leg to dodge. With a little effort, he scratched his calf hard.

"hiss!"

Someone in the audience gasped, Wen Yu's hand was very black, and he slashed hard at the muscle. The electric current penetrated into the blood along the blade, and with one stroke, the skin with a burnt smell was ripped open.

After fighting for a long time, the decisive change happened suddenly and ended quickly. When the two separated again, Chi Jing's injured leg was almost useless in such a fight.

The young man frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips were pursed, showing a bit of annoyance.

It was the first time for Wen Yu to see such an expression on this ice cube's face. It was extremely rare for a person who is always serious to occasionally show such a little bit of emotion. He somehow felt that this small expression could not be smaller. It showed a bit of childish grievance and bewilderment.

He made himself laugh with too much imagination.

He flicked the blood on the blade with his left hand, but Wen Yu didn't put the knife back together, and only put on an offensive posture: "Are you still coming?"

Chi Jing's calf was throbbing, and he had lost consciousness for a while, knowing that he couldn't win, not to mention, in all fairness, the boy's single-handed combat ability should be stronger than him, even if there was no such surprise, he would not be able to win. Three or four points to grasp.

"I lost." The young man's voice didn't change. It seemed that the pain in his leg and the defeat he was facing hadn't affected him in any way: "You are very strong, and I look forward to seeing you at the beginning of school."

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, and said with a smile, "I have accepted."

He thought it was a bit strange. Before school started, there were already two "see you at school" appointments. Sure enough, the strong always attracted attention!

Major General Wen shamelessly added a label to himself, and put away the knife with a smile.

"Ding, the first round of the No. 907 challenge is over, and the winner is No. [-]!"

No. 1101 looked calm, with blood still dripping from his legs, turned around and stepped off the stage, while Wen Yu walked in the opposite direction, walked up the floating steps step by step, and sat down on the golden chair in No. [-] seat.

This position is really good, and the expressions of everyone in the audience can be seen at a glance.

Ji Xiaohong met his eyes and made a thumbs-up. Wen Yu smiled, and saw him quietly pointing to No. 1101 who was applying medicine to his injured leg. He made a thumbs-up and mouthed at the same time: "Awesome!" !"

Wen Yu: "?"

Why, is this home flower not as fragrant as wild flower?

Thinking about it, his eyes also fell on No. 1101, feeling a little bit guilty in his heart, he knew how dark his attack was, although the medicine in the store can effectively recover, but the time is too short, which will affect the flexibility to some extent... …

Forget it, it's okay, No. 1101 is so strong, he can hang a group of people with his injured leg!

Thinking about it, Wen Yu leaned back into the chair with peace of mind, raised a pair of legs that were no longer so long, propped his chin, and watched the fight below.

After their match ended, two more people took the stage soon, but they challenged the silver chair, and their strength was not bad, but with the number 1101 jade in front, it was inevitable that they were not enough.

Sure enough, this should be the level of future military students.

Wen Yu glanced around, not many people were looking at him, and occasionally he caught a glance, and the other party quickly moved away, knowing that he would not be idle and bored to challenge him again.

Although the nine chairs below are all silver, the flickering lights are of different sizes. Wen Yu looked around and found that the rankings are determined according to the order of seating. Brother, the chair he is sitting on now shines with the most dazzling silver light.

However, this doesn't seem to be a good thing for this brother. You can tell by his frequent glances at No. 1101 and others. He obviously knows that he can't hold the No. [-] position.

Ji Xiaohong is also observing. He is currently sitting in the fifth seat. After the thumbs and "beautiful" just now, he basically defaults that the second seat belongs to the 1101. Don't try to grab a number three.

The game on stage was over, and Wen Yu changed his posture.

Candidates on the silver chair only have one chance, so it is inevitable that they must be careful and careful. The first to start the challenge are those who are standing.

Those who stood because they wanted to be the first, challenged for the first place, those who stood simply because they were late, and challenged for the second place, each had their own plans.

No. 1101 left the field again more than half an hour later. At this time, the No. [-] position has been replaced. She is a long-legged girl with a high ponytail. She is very strong. She arrived not too late before, and she has been waiting to win the first place.

But Wen Yu reckoned that she couldn't beat No. 1101, even though No. 1101's legs weren't very flexible.

Facts have proved that Wen Yu's judgment was correct. The girl with high ponytails lost, and she sighed with regret. As expected, no one was injured. After stepping off the stage, she challenged the third position in a good mood.

When there was no one challenged in the audience and the qualifiers officially ended, Ji Xiaohong jumped forward, cautiously did not challenge the girl with a high ponytail in the third position, and used his only chance to challenge the fourth position.

The system prompt is as cold as ever: "Ding, the final result has been confirmed. Thank you for your active participation. The awards ceremony will be held simultaneously with the opening ceremony. This year's preliminaries have come to a successful conclusion!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone was ejected from the exam map and returned to the original waiting hall.

Wen Yu was still standing under the tree before, thinking of something, he raised his eyes and saw No. 1101 not far away.

"Brother Yi!" Wen Yu yelled quickly, and after the yelling, he was also taken aback, not knowing what to say.

Saying "Thank you for taking care of me" seems to be mocking, asking "Who are you, why is Ji Xiaohong's client?" Some netizens are as embarrassed as intervening in the three-dimensional.

Chi Jing turned around, the young man smiled brightly, and waved at him, he suddenly remembered the look he had just looked up before he quit, the young man sitting tall in the first seat seemed to have forgotten that his head was tied into a small bunny Ears, look left and right, the rabbit ears also swing accordingly, to be honest, a little silly.

A smile flashed across Chi Jing's eyes. Although the person in front of him was still a teenager, he was not the same as before. He had lost his rabbit ears, black hair and black eyes, and he was taller and longer. He estimated that he should be shorter than him. Two or three centimeters, I can't say how tall it will grow in the future.

"What's wrong?" Chi Jing asked.

Wen Yu quickly got rid of the embarrassment, and replied with a smile: "It's nothing, we don't know each other, I'm a little happy to see Brother Yi, see you at the beginning of school!"

Chi Jing nodded: "Well, see you at the beginning of school."

Wen Yu watched No. 1101 disappear in front of him, and logged off himself.

As the eyes slowly darkened, he suddenly looked forward to the upcoming military school life, not only to change the trajectory of his previous life, but also not only to find someone, the rebellion in his previous life may have made him miss a lot.

No. 1101, Wen Yu recited the code silently, and couldn't help laughing.

who will you be

Is it a future friend or an opponent?

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