Chapter 86

Qin Bei reached out and pinched his own arm.

It was very bouncy.

Very supple.

And also full of resilience.

He reached out and took a fruit knife and slashed at it.

The fruit knife actually bounced off.

A flash of surprise crossed Qin Bei’s eyes.

Why did his skin feel a bit strange?

When other martial artists advance to the second stage,

it doesn't seem like they are this bouncy.

And...

This whiteness seems a bit excessive.

Even after dying for 7 days, one wouldn't be this white.

Although they say one shade of white hides a hundred uglinesses,

Qin Bei himself wasn't ugly to begin with.

Looking at it this way, he even had the potential to be a sissy.

No way.

Mother Sun, here I come.

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."

"I suddenly feel like my girlfriend isn't as good anymore."

"I could even get off to you in women's clothing."

"With the lights off, it’s actually the same."

The scene instantly fell into an eerie silence.

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

"You guys really are a bunch of talents."

Qin Bei shook his head.

Now that his martial artist rank had reached the second order,

and the subsequent cultivation techniques hadn't arrived yet,

he had sent a message to Uncle Lin, but there was still no reply.

And he had also taken a photo of that Rubik's cube and sent it over.

Up until now, Qin Bei hadn't received any news.

It was as if Uncle Lin and Aunt Bai were both offline.

As for Uncle Jiang,

he only had his phone number.

Without realizing it,

the new training had 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 teach them combat techniques from time to time.

But until now,

the ring in the center of the track hadn't played its part.

Today,

just as he arrived at the training ground,

Qin Bei noticed that the atmosphere was different.

These instructors were actually holding weapons.

Swords, spears, staffs, and clubs.

Basically, they had everything.

"Today, we’re having the one you’ve been looking forward to most."

"Real-person sparring."

Ji Dong’s mouth curled slightly upward.

He looked very terrifying.

Seeing everyone start to tremble a little.

"Next, those whose names I call, please come up to the ring. Your task is to hold the ring today."

Ji Dong said.

"A ring tournament?"

Qin Bei raised an eyebrow.

Seeing Ji Dong’s gaze looking at him,

Qin Bei suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Ring No. 1... Qin Bei!"

"Ring No. 2... Ding Yi!"

"Ring No. 10... 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 the transcendents are."

"Except for Qin Bei; all of you can challenge him."

Ji Dong said, his mouth curling upward.

Qin Bei’s mouth twitched; he was just a beast tamer.

Treating him like this,

wasn't it a bit unfair?

However, this was also quite interesting.

And upon hearing Ji Dong’s words,

everyone’s expression became excited.

They hadn't forgotten

that on the first day,

during the big brawl in the dormitory building,

Qin Bei had challenged all the students in the special training camp by himself.

The most critical thing was that he had actually won.

Now,

after half a month of special training,

they felt

that their chance for revenge had come.

"I’ll go first."

Zhang Fan took the lead.

He was the first to grab the room on the 6th floor,

and also the first person Qin Bei kicked out.

Now was the time to wash away the shame.

"Everyone! Get on the rings."

Ji Dong shouted loudly!

"Right! You can use weapons."

Everyone nodded to show they understood.

Zhang Fan casually pulled out a spiked club.

Of course, they were all made of wood.

Then he looked at the camera with great interest.

"Come on, let's agree beforehand: if I win, you must give the room back to me."

Zhang Fan looked at Qin Bei excitedly.

"If you beat me, all the rooms on the 6th floor are yours."

Qin Bei said indifferently.

Xiang Duan and Chen Rui, who were still beside his ring,

twitched their mouths.

Could you not drag us into your bragging?

If you lose, wouldn't we be homeless too?

However,

Qin Bei shouldn't lose, right?

"Are you not using a weapon?"

Zhang Fan and Qin Bei had been confronting each other for a while, and seeing Qin Bei’s hands empty, he asked suspiciously.

"Not needed."

Qin Bei shook his head.

He was already a Second-Order Martial Artist now.

With this defense,

could a weapon made of wood break through it?

Zhang Fan took a deep breath.

Then he mobilized the spiritual power in his body,

quickly wrapping it around the spiked club in his hand and his own body.

With a leap, he rushed straight toward Qin Bei.

In the air, his face

couldn't help but reveal a ferocious smile.

"Fang!"

Qin Bei just said indifferently.

A red ray suddenly appeared,

piercing straight toward Zhang Fan’s eyes.

In mid-air, Zhang Fan’s expression suddenly froze.

He fell straight from the air.

"Next."

Qin Bei said indifferently.

The voice startled Zhang Fan, who was in a hypnotic state, awake.

Zhang Fan’s mouth twitched.

......... .. 0

He... was done for just like that?

He still had so many moves he hadn't used yet.

It ended just like this.

That little bat, one glare and it was over.

I finally had a chance for revenge, but I didn't even get to use it.

You made me lose so thoroughly.

Damn it!

Although Zhang Fan was unwilling,

the fact that he had lost was undeniable.

Just the opportunity for hypnosis alone

was enough to kill him ten times over.

"The winner... Qin Bei!"

Ji Dong nodded and announced the result directly.

And the many students watching under the stage looked at each other.

Then another voice jumped up.

"I’m coming!" This student looked excited.

Then a crack appeared behind him.

A black butterfly flew out from it.

"A beast tamer? This is interesting."

"I wonder how much of Qin Bei’s strength he can force out."

"Yeah, until now, he hasn't shown that armor form of his."

"Speaking of which, is the mechanical type this cheap? I’m so envious."

"It’s also about luck. I have a relative who also awakened the mechanical type, a mechanical spider, but it spits oil instead of silk."

"Wouldn't a match be a perfect match for that?"

"Holy crap! You make so much sense."

The black butterfly and Fang stared at each other.

And Qin Bei and this student also looked at each other.

The student who came up was eager to try.

He casually took out a staff.

For a beast tamer’s battle, isn't it enough to let the pet do it? What do you want to do with a weapon?

Qin Bei’s mouth twitched as he said helplessly.

"Ahem, don't hit me."

The student coughed, feeling a bit embarrassed.

The battle was about to break out.

The two pets flying in mid-air accelerated and closed in on each other.

Then they began to flap their wings and attack each other.

This student came straight at him with a wooden staff,

swiped it, and jumped in front of Qin Bei.

*Bang!*

"Next!"

Qin Bei said indifferently.

Still in front,

a figure retreated directly backward.

Blood was still leaving a trail in the air.

And Fang, in mid-air,

had been waiting for a long time.

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