Chapter 212

Qin Bei reached out and pinched his own arm.

It was very bouncy.

Very smooth.

And full of resilience.

He reached out, took out a fruit knife, and sliced it across the surface.

The fruit knife actually bounced back.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Bei's eyes.

Why does my skin feel a bit off?

When other martial artists advance to Tier 2,

it doesn't seem to be this bouncy.

And...

this whiteness seems a bit excessive, doesn't it?

Even after seven days of death, it wouldn't be this white.

Although a fair complexion hides a hundred uglinesses.

But Qin Bei himself isn't ugly.

Looking at it this way, he even has the potential to be effeminate.

No.

Sun, Mom, I'm coming.

He walked out of the dormitory building.

The students he met along the way all looked at Qin Bei with strange expressions.

"Brother Bei, did you get plastic surgery?"

One of the familiar students couldn't help but ask.

"You suddenly became so white."

"Instantly, I feel my girlfriend isn't that appealing anymore."

"You could even go for cross-dressing."

"With the lights off, it's actually all the same."

The scene instantly fell into something eerie.

Everyone's gaze turned to the last student who spoke.

"You really are a bunch of talents."

Qin Bei shook his head.

Now that martial artists have reached Tier 2,

the subsequent cultivation technique has not yet been obtained.

He had already sent a message to Lin Shu, but there has been no reply yet.

He also took a photo of that Rubik's Cube and sent it over.

Up until now, Qin Bei has received no news.

It seems neither Lin Shu nor Bai Yi are online.

As for Uncle Jiang.

He only has his phone number.

Unknowingly,

the new training has already begun.

He didn't know how long the training on the training ground would last.

These past few days of training

were still the usual running.

And standing in military posture.

The instructors would also occasionally teach them combat skills.

But until now,

the arena in the center of the running track had not yet served its purpose.

Today,

as soon as they arrived at the examination ground,

Qin Bei noticed the atmosphere was different.

These instructors were actually holding weapons.

Knives, spears, staffs, and clubs.

Basically, everything was available.

"Today, we will have the one you have been most looking forward to."

"A real-person duel."

Ji Dong's corners of the mouth curled up slightly.

He looked very terrifying.

Watching everyone start to tremble with fear.

"Next, the people whose names I call, please go up to the arena. Your task is to defend today's arena."

Ji Dong spoke.

"A fighting tournament?"

Qin Bei raised an eyebrow.

He looked at the gaze Ji Dong directed toward him.

Qin Bei immediately felt a bad premonition.

"Ring One... Qin Bei!"

"Ring Two... Ding Yi!"

"Ring Ten... Chen Rui!"

"Choose the corresponding combat-type ring; for example, Beast Tamers challenge Chen Rui, Martial Artists challenge the ring where Xiang Duan is, and Transcendents naturally challenge the ring where Transcendents are."

"Except for Qin Bei, all of you may challenge him."

As Ji Dong spoke, the corners of his mouth curled upward.

The corners of Qin Bei's mouth twitched; he was merely a Beast Tamer.

You are treating him this way.

Isn't that a bit too much?

However, this is also quite interesting.

Upon hearing Ji Dong's words,

everyone's expressions became excited.

They had not forgotten.

On the first day,

the great chaotic battle that occurred in the dormitory building.

Qin Bei challenged the entire Special Training Camp's students by himself.

Most crucially, he actually won.

Now.

After half a month of special training,

they felt

their chance for revenge had arrived.

"I'll go first."

Zhang Fan took the lead.

He was the first to seize the room on the sixth floor.

And he was also the first person kicked out by Qin Bei.