Chapter 47

Wan Sheng shakes his head and drags a long gun. The three-star warrior gives Wan Sheng a scornful look: "I didn't expect that the last one left is a two-star, just an internal member. Are all the core disciples dead? Choose for yourself. I'll do it myself. "

"See me, you have set foot on the yellow spring..." Wan Sheng coldly said, quickly skimmed each other's body, gun tip swept a line, after the past, the Samsung magic weapon has burst.

In the field, zhinao immediately announced the result: "now announce the result of No.23 field, a total of 30 martial arts players are qualified, and the first one is the internal member Wansheng!"

Wan Sheng's phantom disappeared, woke up in his seat, immediately took off his head ring and left.

Just back in the room, a huge shadow came, it was Yang Hecheng's corpulent body. Wan Sheng's quick side step made Yang Hecheng jump into the air and hit the door straightly... Wan Sheng was lying on the bed and recalled today's competition. Yang Hecheng got up and said with a smile: "ah Sheng, Congratulations, you have entered the elite group!"

"Elite group? What is it? " Wan Sheng sat up from the bed, Yang Hecheng expression rich, dancing up: "we did not see the rules of the game yesterday, ah, today when you go to the game, I have a good study, it turns out that although the game is scuffle, but also points to the star, each field will have 30 people qualified, one star, two stars, Samsung finally eliminated 10 can qualify. And the first place will be made into the elite group. These people have definitely entered the selection competition of Huaxia elite martial arts college! "

Wansheng suddenly realized that it was so difficult to win the first place in the preliminary contest. It was unfair to fight against sanxinghuanwu. If he was one star short, he could not win without exaggerated fighting skills. Just now, he was still thinking about how to win the next one. It was estimated that all he met later were the core disciples of sanxinghuanwu of the mercenary regiment. It was difficult to complete the task explained by Uncle MI, It turns out that the competition system itself has regulations, so the task has been completed!

"That means I don't have to compete to get into the trials?" Wansheng wants to confirm again, Yang Hecheng still nods excitedly: "yes, yes! You're through! Ah Sheng, I didn't expect you to be the first in the competition. Even those core students of Sanxing magic martial arts can be eliminated. I can't understand you! "

Yang Hecheng continued to dance and said, "ah Sheng, are we going to take part in the competition behind us? The opponents behind you are all the first in each field. They are all the talented core disciples of the mercenary regiment. "

"Comparison, of course. Why not compare such a rare opportunity! I also want to see how talented the young mercenaries are. Even if they lose, they have goals to fight for. They are always happy to have goals. " Wansheng's eyes are shining. Only when he has pressure can he make a breakthrough. Only when he competes with the strong can he become the strong!

"Ha ha... Well, it's always happy to have goals. I'm not wrong about people." A soft voice came, and Mi Cai man came in with a smile. Wan Sheng immediately stood up: "Uncle MI, why are you here?"

"Come to see you. By the way, thank you for winning glory for chuanzhou city. Our mercenary branch of chuanzhou city has never had a member of two stars who won the first place in the field and promoted directly. After the competition, the directors all over the country congratulated me and said that I knew people very well. Ha ha, I'm so happy! In the future, we can have more places in chuanzhou city. " Micai was smiling and happy.

Wan Sheng also showed a smile: "as long as I don't give you shame." Mi Cai raised his hand with a smile and said, "you are just too modest and mature. You are not as frivolous as a young man. I feel envious when I look at it. If only Mibo had half of you. When the game is over, I will help you to get the core disciple identity of the mercenary regiment. "

"Thank you, uncle Mi!" Wan Sheng didn't refuse either. He knew that the treatment of his core disciples must be very good. Since ancient times, he was poor, literate and military. Without economic support, he could not even afford to buy weapons. He talked about progress.

Micai happily chatted with Wansheng for a while, then told him to have more rest, and then left slowly.

When Yang Hecheng heard that Wan Sheng could become a core disciple of the mercenary regiment, he was even more happy to hum a ditty, as if he wanted to become a core disciple, but he didn't dare to jump on it again

The next day, Wan Sheng came to the competition venue according to the arrangement. This time, the competition venue is at the top of the sword building. The size of the venue is similar to that of yesterday, but only two people participated in each competition.

Wan Sheng puts on his head ring, and mirage comes to the arena. The opposite is a three-star perfect mirage Wu. He is slim, with flat head and short hair. He has a pair of short knives in his hand. From zhinao's notice, he learns that his opponent's name is Feng Bing, and he is one of the core disciples of the mercenary regiment.

Feng Bing took a look at Wan Sheng and asked: "two stars magic martial arts? Internal members? How can you be here to compete? Good luck, too. " Wan Sheng said with a faint smile: "a little luck, please be more humble."

The competition system of scuffle really has the element of luck, so many players who enter the final circle don't believe in the opponent's strength in the first game. Feng Bing hummed coldly: "don't say I bully you, let you do three moves first."

Wan Sheng still calmly held a long gun and arched his hand: "thank you, elder martial brother!" With that, he was not polite at all. His whole body was blue, and his fighting broke out. He rushed up with a lunge, and the "light rain hit" came out, and his opponent was shrouded in the shadow of a gun.

Feng Bing's pupils suddenly dilated. He felt a fierce breath coming. He felt the pressure of life and death. He quickly stepped back and waved his knife into a piece to block the shadow of the gun. He said that he would let the other party do three moves. At this time, he was also embarrassed to back off. Fortunately, he could resist.

However, when he took the second move, he felt great pressure, more and more gun shadows, and hundreds of long guns stabbed him wildly. Feng Bing didn't care what he promised. He launched his fighting skills and drew hundreds of light from his short knife. The sound of "Ding Ding Dang" from the intersection of short knife and long gun in the air was endless.

However, in the third move, Feng Bing felt that the shadow of the gun in front of him had turned into a firecracker. Thousands of spear points poked at him, and he couldn't see clearly. He lost in the first place. He really despised the enemy. After being suppressed, there was no difference in the strength between the two sides. The opponent's shooting skills were much better than his own. Defeat was the end sooner or later.

In the third move, Wan Sheng used the "storm strike", and a gorgeous firecracker pounced on Feng Bing. After resisting more than 800 guns, Feng Bing finally missed something. He was hit with more than 100 guns almost at the same time and was poked into a basket. Until being eliminated, I didn't know how the strength of the two opponents could break out such powerful strength and speed. What's the shooting method!

After the end of the game, Wan Sheng still quickly left the field, this game let him gain a lot of experience, meet what kind of opponent can not underestimate the enemy. Back at the hotel, Yang Hecheng celebrated again. Wan Sheng was in the top 25 of the elite group. Wan Sheng was worried that this guy's face was almost rotten.

On the third day, Wan Sheng was not so easy. His opponent was Kong song, a giant man with a long handled Tomahawk in his hand. Originally, Wan Sheng wanted to say hello to show his weakness, but Kong song didn't buy it. The person who can enter the second round of finals is definitely not a weak one. As soon as this guy comes up, he is full of fighting spirit. An axe is mixed with fighting spirit more than 20 meters long.

Wan Sheng is also full of fighting spirit. A long gun thrusts from the left to the right, but his opponent's strength is huge. Every block of an axe shakes him out a few meters away, which makes him very shocked. According to the truth, everyone's strength is equal, and it must be the opponent's talent awakening.

After playing for a few minutes, Kong song was surprised to find that he had nothing to do with each other. He was born with brute force. He could play 10% more power, but he was blocked by a two-star perfect little guy. It's incredible.

Wan Sheng also understood the meaning of "one force down to ten meetings". The opponent's strength is 10% greater than his own. Every time he blocks, he will be shaken out for several meters. He can't get close to him at all. He can't show the subtlety of his shooting skills. He can't use his fighting skills to suppress the opponent. He seems very passive. If he goes on like this, his fighting spirit can only last ten minutes, while the opponent's one star higher than himself can last twenty minutes, There is no doubt that he will lose.

When Wan Sheng understood the status quo, he closed his eyes and made the most of his talent. He felt the strength of each opponent's axe. He kept getting close to each other and used a long gun to click on each other's axe. Fortunately, the area of the axe was relatively large. At least a hundred guns could hit it at one time. With 30000 tons of power, each hit would leave a gap on the axe.

Kong song was also more and more frightened. Every time the little guy approached himself, the axe in his hand sent out a huge shaking force, as if he wanted to get rid of it. He felt something was wrong and tried to keep his opponent away from him, but there was no difference in speed between them, so it was hard to limit them.

After counting ten times in a row, Kong song's axe suddenly broke into several pieces. He was just as stunned as the birth stone, looking at the hair of the axe. Wan Sheng is adept at it. Kong song is alert and dodges at once, but he is still pierced by the gun line and his leg is blown off.

Wan Sheng then shot back. A blue gun line came from another direction. Kong song lost one leg and lost his agility. There is no doubt that he was knocked out!

Wan Sheng panted and stood in the same place with a long gun. He sighed that he had won a close victory. If he hadn't understood the law, he would have been defeated long ago. All the opponents behind him were experts!

Wan Sheng entered the top 15, which made the directors in the command room in an uproar. Mi Cai even laughed. He didn't expect that Wan Sheng's shooting skills reached such a level. He was simply a peerless genius. Chu Yuanxu has always been a little surprised. He has never understood how this little guy broke out such a powerful force to damage his opponent's weapons, which has never been seen in previous games.

The players of the mercenary regiment are paying attention to the situation of the elite group, but these people can only see the change of the ranking, and they can't see that the game is a video, because the video of the game is the top secret of the mercenary regiment and can't be disclosed.