"That's all right? Why didn't I have such good luck?"

"Why?"

Those young men who failed the first level were extremely unbalanced when they saw Zhan Wuque pass the level simply.

"quiet"!

The dean whispered: "Please conduct the second test below, speed"!

The man wearing a mentor's robe on the stage came over and began to conduct tests in batches.

There are ten people in a group, a total of more than ten groups, Zhan Wuque is in the last group.

The test content is very simple, and you can pass the specified distance of one thousand meters at the fastest speed.

As we all know, when warriors compete, strength is of course very important, and speed is also indispensable. If the speed is fast enough, it will have a great advantage when the strength is evenly matched.

Everyone stood in a row, the instructor whistled, and everyone ran with all their might. Most of them had even inspired their body skills and martial arts, turning into afterimages, and running towards the finish line.

Among them, Qinglongyang and Severe were the most dynamic, especially Qinglongyang. Wherever they passed, dust and sand were raised in the sky, and they threw everyone away from it at the beginning. Even if it was Severe, it was far from it.

"What is Zhan Wuque doing?"

The audience on the stage was surprised to find that Zhan Wuque was still standing at the starting line.

"I was beaten back to the prototype so soon." The teenagers who were eliminated in the first level were sneering. Even if they were confused by the first level, they were eliminated in the second level!

"Brother Zhan, why haven't you run away yet?" Lu Qiaoer trotted to Zhan Wuque and said, with anxiety in her eyes.

"They ran too slowly, let them run for a while," Zhan Wuque smiled faintly. At this time, most of them had already run halfway, and Qinglongyang was only a hundred meters away from the finish line.

"Puchi", the people around couldn't help laughing, and even the tutor and principal on the platform were shaking their heads.

"You Zhan Wuque is the most swearing waste I have ever seen, no one," someone sneered.

"It's almost done"!

Zhan Wuque murmured to himself, and before he finished speaking, he rushed forward immediately, leaving behind afterimages along the way!

"What"!

Some of the big men in the stands couldn't help but stand up, their eyes shuddered.

"How is it possible? Without using any energy and without using any martial arts, the speed is so fast. How powerful is this person's body?"

Someone said in a lost voice, his mind was blank.

Is this a human or a monster?

Just as everyone was lost, Zhan Wuque had already caught up with the people who were falling in front of him. Without any pause, Zhan Wuque continued to accelerate.

The Qinglong Yang eyes in the front saw that the end point was close to each other, and were happy. Just as they were about to speed up, a figure behind suddenly rushed up at a terrifying speed and hit Qinglong Yang's right shoulder hard.

Qinglongyang was not aware of it for a moment, and was staggered by the figure and fell to the ground.

"Barewell, you are looking for death"!

Qinglongyang roared, and could only watch Zhan Wuque cross the finish line.

"Now it seems that there is indeed a waste between us, but unfortunately, that person is not me." Zhan Wuque slowly turned around and looked at Qinglongyang with indifference in his eyes.

Under the scorching sun, Zhan Wuque stood at the end, and there seemed to be a shiny light behind him. On the other hand, Qinglongyang fell on the ground, covered in dust. Who is stronger and weaker? It is clear at a glance.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you"!

Qinglongyang has never been so insulted since he was a child. It is even more uncomfortable for him than killing him. His hatred for Zhan Wuque has reached an extreme point.

The second test is over, Zhan Wuque is the first, Qinglongyang is the second, and Severe is the third.

"The last test, actual combat", the dean finished speaking and glanced at Zhan Wuque.

"Zhan Wuque, I want to challenge you"!

As soon as the dean finished speaking, Qingyi couldn't help but jump onto the stage and yelled at Zhan Wuque.

"Zhan Wuque, do you respond to the battle?" A mentor asked, "There is one chance in actual combat that you can choose not to fight.

"War, why not fight?" Zhan Wuque spoke and walked to the stage calmly.

Seeing Zhan Wuque responding to the challenge, Qingyi laughed three times and said, "I finally waited for this day. Do you still remember what I said last time?"

Qingyi's face looked ferocious, "I want you to come up straight and go down horizontally"!

"boom"!

Qingyi soared into the sky, and the warrior's sixth-level Yuan power was run at full speed by him.

"Stone Palm"!

Qingyi shouted angrily, and his pair of fleshy palms instantly became extremely hard, exuding a strong aura, and slapped Zhan Wuque's head hard.

"The gravel palm, a middle-grade yellow-level martial arts, is so valuable with the sixth level of the martial artist's cultivation level," someone commented on the high platform that Qingyi has a good evaluation, mainly because Qingyi is a child of the Qing family, and they are selling the face of the Qingcheng Lord.

Sure enough, when Qing Taiji heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Qing, beat this waste to death and let him spit out the money he cheated on us last time, with capital and profit." Several teenagers were particularly excited and wanted to come to the stage in person.

"Waste, die"!

Qingyi was so happy that she saw Zhan Wuque standing there indifferently. She injected all her energy into her palm and slapped him hard on the top of her head, which would definitely slap Zhan Wuque to death on the spot!

"Bang"!

With a loud bang, a scream came from the field, and a figure was thrown away from afar and fell into the audience.

"Ahhh, this is impossible. My dantian is broken!" Qingyi roared, his face covered in blood, and he lay on the ground like a dead dog.

"What", everyone was shocked. They didn't even see when Zhan Wuque made the move, and Qingyi was ruined? Just kidding!

Only the people on the platform had a slightly solemn expression. They could see clearly that just now, Zhan Wuque instantly exposes his legs, arrives first, and kicks Qingyi Dantian directly in the air.

"Since you like to call others useless, let you experience the feeling of being a useless person by yourself." Zhan Wuque's face was cold and there was no slight pity.

He had no grudges with this person, but he repeatedly provoked himself, which was completely a sin.

"Bold, I dare to openly put such heavy hand on my classmates in the college competition. I am so vicious, what's the use of keeping you!" A tutor stood up and angrily scolded Zhan Wuque.

"It's ridiculous. Why didn't you stop me when he tried his best to take my life just now?" Zhan Wuque sneered, with a hypocritical face, just to please the Qing family.

"It's unruly, and you dare to speak out and argue." The instructor opened his eyes and the aura of the eighth level of the martial artist emanated, and Xiang Zhan Wuque was under heavy pressure!

"Teacher Ye Feng, the college competition is inevitable to be injured. You have passed this a little bit."

To Zhan Wuque's surprise, Jiang Nana stood up and spoke for him.
Chapter completed!