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Chapter 220 The Eve of the Trials

Thanks to the big brother of the crotch, the big brother of the pistol, the beautiful girl of the pistol, and the girl of the lazy bed, for her reward, bowing...

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During the four months, Luo Beichen's efforts also paid off. As for what level of his strength has reached, he doesn't know without a test, but Luo Beichen knew that his strength has definitely changed drastically from his own four months ago. If all the trump cards are given, it will be no problem to deal with seven or eight of them! []

Because in these four months, Luo Beichen not only improved his strength to the peak of the Martial Arts Soldier, but also mastered all the skills he possessed. Although it cannot be said that he can do whatever he wants and integrate it, he can still do it with ease.

With a "swish!", Luo Beichen, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes. The light in his eyes flashed, like a meteor passing by the vast starry sky.

Just a month ago, Luo Beichen entered a retreat state. He no longer went to the actual training base because his skills in controlling the mecha were almost the same as those in the Force combat skills, and he had reached a bottleneck state. Even if he was practicing hard, he could not make breakthroughs in a short period of time and made great improvements.

But his force is different. After a month of retreat, I don’t know whether it is because of the pressure of the selection competition or Luo Beichen’s understanding of the combat skills of the Force, he actually broke through all the way until he practiced to the peak of the Martial Armor Soldier. If it weren’t for the Martial Armor Soldier who broke through to the Martial Armor Soldier, Luo Beichen might have become a Martial Armor Soldier in one fell swoop.

But even so, Luo Beichen was very satisfied. Because among the old students, there were many martial artists under the age of 25, but there were not many martial artists at the peak.

During this college exchange, there were 8 people in each college. As for the competition rules, Luo Beichen didn’t know, but in fact no one knew, because they were all after the students were all here, and the deans of the eight colleges jointly drafted the questions and rules of the competition. They were different every time, so there was no way to find any rules.

The students have nothing to prepare for. The only thing they can do is to work hard to improve their strength. Because only by being strong can you cope with all difficulties and not be afraid of all challenges. No matter what the rules of the competition are, high strength is the most basic.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Beichen stood up, then stretched his body and stretched his muscles. Over the past month, Luo Beichen had all been eating, drinking, defecating and urinating in the dormitory, and had never gone out once. If it weren't for the day after tomorrow, it was the selection match of the exchange competition, Luo Beichen might not have been up now.

Yatailong is not here. He has been practicing in the practical training base recently. He goes out in the morning every day and comes back very late. After so long, Yatailong is still stuck in the bottleneck between the martial arts soldiers and the martial arts soldiers, which makes him very depressed.

Although he knew that he had missed the academy exchange, he still didn't want to give up and worked hard. Seeing that Luo Beichen had been practicing, Yatailong was also very sensible and did not disturb him. Although he couldn't do it himself, he always believed that Luo Beichen could be selected for those eight people.

"Xiao Hei! Xiao Hei, are you there? Just squeak!" Luo Beichen tried to call Xiao Hei.

It seemed that he was lucky. Not long after Luo Beichen shouted, Xiao Hei's voice rang in his mind.

"Boy, why are you calling me in such a hurry? I wonder if my time is precious?" While I was thinking about the voice, a black light lit up in Luo Beichen's dormitory, and Xiao Hei's figure jumped out of the black light.

"Tell me! What's the matter? Isn't No. 1 here? Nothing can be solved. I need to call the great envoy!" Xiao Hei's electronic eyes flashed, and his eyes stared at Luo Beichen with a burning look.

"I want to ask you if there are any martial arts that are suitable for Atailong's practice? The martial arts he practices now are too trash and the progress is too slow!"

Originally, Luo Beichen should have asked Xiao Hei early, but recently he has been busy practicing, so he has not had time to ask. Just now, he suddenly remembered, so he couldn't wait to call Xiao Hei.

"Oh, that's it!" Xiao Hei floated in the air, holding his chin with a mechanical arm. At the same time, countless information flashed through his electronic eyes.

Luo Beichen's eyes were full of expectations, and he also hoped that Xiao Hei could have a technique suitable for Yatailong.

After a long time, Xiao Hei's electronic eyes calmed down and he said, "Well, there are a few pieces of martial arts. I just don't know if it's suitable for him. Now it's best to find him. I'll test his physique personally and see what's going on."

"Okay!" Without hesitation, Luo Beichen nodded and then called Yatailong's communication device.

"Hey, Brother Bei! Your cultivation is over? What's the matter with me?" As soon as I called, Yatailong connected. At the same time, there was a sound of "rumbling, booming, booming" in my ears. It was obvious that Yatailong was in the battle.

"Well, I'll have something to do with you. If you are not busy, I'll go back to the dormitory once now!" Luo Beichen said.

"Okay! When I get rid of my opponent, it'll be fine soon!" After that, he hung up before Luo Beichen could reply. At the same time, Yatailong's eyes flashed, and a pair of dark big hands were also slapping quickly on the operating keyboard.

His opponent is like him, a student at the peak of the martial arts army. He has been entangled with him. The opponent's weapon is a giant sword, which is not airtight and has a very sharp attack. After all, the sword is the king of soldiers.

"Roar!" Yatailong shouted loudly, and the short hair on his head stood up like a steel needle.

"The iron ball goes wild!"

When Athelon shouted out the iron ball and took it away, the other party's color also changed. He didn't even think about it, lying the long sword in his hand horizontally, and the mecha was half-squatting, and a blue light appeared all over his body. The Force shield opened to its limit, making a defensive state.

The opponent's approach is very correct. If it is an attack from an ordinary person, he can really defend himself. However, Yatailong's attack is not an ordinary attack, it is his strongest attack. Moreover, with the terrifying iron ball, it has exceeded the limit of the attack of the Martial Armored Soldiers and faintly touched the edge of the Martial Armored Soldiers' attack.

Not everyone has a perverted defense like Luo Beichen.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang. The big iron ball in Yatailong's hand roared into the blue-light mecha, which shocked the opponent's mecha.

"Explode!" Yatailong shouted.

The iron ball in the collision suddenly shone red, breaking through the opponent's defense in one fell swoop and hitting the giant sword hard. With a "click", under the attack of the big iron ball, the giant sword broke into two pieces under the opponent's surprise gaze, and the iron ball was not polite, and directly hit the armor on the opponent's mecha chest.

(ps: The update is delivered, the machine is broken and it will be 500,000 words soon, hehe... Thank you for your support. If you don't have everyone's support, I don't know if I can write so many words!! Bow... You are all the cutest people~~!)
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