"Hey, the sparring partner should also do a good job of checking!"
The man shook his head, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said: "You have to consider the severity during the beating. Hey, it's really difficult for me!"
"Especially those who can't help but beat me. I'm really worried that if I don't use the right measure, I'll beat them to death!"
When the man spoke, he seemed to be talking to himself or having a conversation with Jiang Xiaobai.
After saying that, the man slowly stood up, flexed his hands, looked at Jiang Xiaobai indifferently and said, "That's all, boy, if you run into me, you will be unlucky!"
After the words fell, the man held it with his right hand, and an extremely powerful force lingered on his body.
During the actuation, the next moment the body actually levitated, half a meter above the ground.
Especially the pupils turned white directly.
In the room, there is no wind automatically.
The air waves were rolling, filling the entire room with extremely manic energy.
Jiang Xiaobai looked at it with surprise on his face, what kind of power is this?
It looks like something.
As he was thinking, the man's voice sounded: "I'll give you a suggestion. Use your strongest attack method. As long as you can hurt me a little, I might let you go!"
This is his usual method.
Because this is often the case, the people who are sparring will do their best.
And when he fights, it will be more enjoyable.
What he is looking forward to most now is that Jiang Xiaobai has some strength and doesn't end it too early!
"The strongest?"
Jiang Xiaobai's mouth twitched.
If you are the strongest, if you slap him hard, this kid will die, right?
As he shook his head, he hooked his hand directly.
Um?
The man's pupils changed.
The next moment, he was laughing as fast as he could.
You know, when he is in a bad mood, he likes to come to this sparring room to play.
First, the perfect torture can allow him to find an absolute sense of presence here.
Secondly, hearing the screams of these people would make him tremble with pleasure. Whenever this happened, he would feel like he was looking down on the world.
And he likes to torture continuously.
After tortured one, another one followed.
Haha, he has so many credits, there is nothing he can do!
And Jiang Xiaobai in front of him actually hooked up with him?
What about provocation?
OK, very good!
This undoubtedly heightened his feelings.
The wanton energy instantly increased.
He decided to beat the shit out of this guy!
The eyes were even more indifferent, and the figure was walking with a sharp sound due to the friction between the speed and the air.
It took less than half a second to approach Jiang Xiaobai.
He held his hand tightly in an instant.
With this punch, he would make Jiang Xiaobai vomit blood first.
Turning sharply down, it was Jiang Xiaobai's abdomen.
When Jiang Xiaobai looked at the sinking man, his face came up.
At such an angle, if he didn't slap this guy, I really felt sorry for his gesture.
In an instant, Jiang Xiaobai shifted his body slightly, took a small step, and at the moment he avoided the man's attack, he drew his right hand forward.
Snap!
A crisp voice sounded.
The wall cracked.
The man slowly slid down from the top, his eyes closed, and he obviously passed out.
"Uh, did you use too much force?"
Jiang Xiaobai was startled, with a strange look on his face.
Yes, because he saw that the man's strength was not enough, he thought that his body could resist the beating.
But he ignored one essential thing.
These people are not ancient martial arts masters.
There is no internal strength to protect the body.
To put it bluntly, energy is the natural force of attraction.
The body may be stronger, but... for him, it is still a little weak.
Suddenly he stood there awkwardly.
What to do?
What should he do now?
Is it okay to just leave?
For a moment he was confused.
Thain, one of the observers at the sparring office.
His daily task is to supervise each sparring room in case a sparring partner becomes unconscious or seriously injured.
Then he will notify the person responsible for calling the number and send someone to take away the injured sparring partner.
This happens several times every day.
From the initial discomfort, he gradually got used to it.
What he was focusing on now was sparring room No. 8.
Because the person inside is named Turton. Although this person is not on the strength list, his strength is not weak.
And he was extremely ruthless.
It can be said that 99% of the people who are sparring are seriously injured and are in a coma.
The one percent left behind is that a person died at the hands of this person.
Yes.
But for Turton, that's just 100,000 credits.
When he saw Turton levitating and his eyes turning white, he knew that this guy must have been holding his breath in the inner courtyard.
So he said a simple prayer for the sparring partner across from him.
This time the sparring partner could only admit that he was unlucky.
Wish this guy good luck.
Then his eyes glanced at other sparring rooms.
Yes, I just glanced at it briefly.
When his eyes fell on sparring room No. 8 again, the coffee cup he was holding fell to the ground and broke.
What did he see?
He saw Telton sticking to the wall and slowly sliding down.
He saw a bright red slap mark on Turton's face.
He saw Turton with his eyes closed and unconscious.
Gudong...
That was the sound of him swallowing saliva.
this……
What happened in the second he turned his eyes?
How can I swallow it? It's like this.
He rubbed his eyes.
Could it be that he was a little dazzled from staring at the screen for a long time.
But after rubbing it, he found that the picture was still the same.
The only thing that changed was that Jiang Xiaobai's posture changed, he scratched his head and walked to Turton.
Squatting there, seeming a bit at a loss?
Thain opened his mouth, swallowed again, raised his hand, looked at a middle-aged foreigner in the distance and said: "Boss, you...you...come here!"
Yes, he stuttered a bit when he spoke.
The voice fell, and on the other side, Los, who was playing League of Legends on the computer, frowned and said, "Wait a minute, I'm playing a group game!"
"Boss, please come here and tell us something important!"
Thain spoke again with a blushing face.
"Oh, what a big deal!"
Ross responded casually.
The biggest thing here is that the training partner dies.
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the darkened screen and his face darkened: "You silly Galen, are you drafting it? Turn it around, sir!"
After speaking, Ross threw the mouse aside, stood up, looked at Thain impatiently and said: "Tell me, what's the big deal!"
"Come and see!"
Thain's voice sounded again.
After hearing this, Ross walked up.
He glanced at the screen, frowned and said, "What's wrong!"
"here!"
Thain swallowed and pointed to sparring room No. 8.
"Oh, that's not a sparring partner's faint... huh?"
In the middle of speaking, Ross suddenly stopped and said with a look of disbelief: "Is that Telton?"
"Um!"
While nodding, Thain raised his index finger and said: "In one second, I swear to God, I scanned the other rooms, and when I looked over, Telton was on the wall!"