shock!Jian Zun she is in the interstellar machine armor

Chapter 14 Qin Zheng Countdown

Almost as soon as he got out of the car, Yan Zhou kicked open the car door, stepped forward and strangled his neck.

The driver was shocked and subconsciously wanted to push the other person's shoulder, but found that the other person's palm was like iron and he couldn't break free at all.

The talent bloodline suppressor in his hand fell to the ground.

Under the dark night, the young man's topaz-colored pupils looked like two clear colored glazes, pure and murderous, but also extremely chilly.

Yan Zhou: "Who sent you here?"

After finishing speaking, before the driver could answer, she frowned, raised her head and sighed.

"Sure enough, I'm sleepy and stupid, and I can ask such nonsense..."

The driver's rebuttal words were blocked in his throat, and he belatedly recalled Yan Zhou's speed and strength, which were different from ordinary people, and he said incredulously:
"You, you should obviously be talented, cough...cough cough."

Yan Zhou gradually tightened his hands, the driver's eyes were bloodshot, and silent fear filled his heart.

Yan Zhou's eyes were filled with anger. She was actually quite annoyed. Qin Zheng didn't want to compete in exams properly, but he did these crooked ways...

Yan Zhou's tone was relaxed: "Do you have a plan?"

The driver's eyes widened, and Yan Zhou's words caught him off guard.

What preparation? !

Unfortunately, he had no time to react. Yan Zhou's wrist turned outwards and his neck was broken.

Yan Zhou: No, it looks like it was outsourced

Yan Zhou took out the optical brain from the driver's pocket, swiped it at the driver's face, and the password was released.

Looking at the conversation between Qin Zheng and the "driver", Yan Zhou's expression was indifferent, he was still not mature enough, directly using the real account to confront the killer, was it too naive, or too conceited?
The one who invited was a low-level killer, Qin Zheng was not only stupid but also very picky.

Yan Zhou slandered.

Seeing the words "Innate Bloodline Suppressor", Yan Zhou picked up the objects that fell on the ground, glanced at them, took a photo and sent it to Mrs. Xi.

She doesn't know much about this, and if she leaves it to a professional, she might be able to see the way.

After this operation, Yanzhou's fingertips gathered a trace of electric current, which was introduced into the suppressor, and the light screen was instantly disordered into garbled characters by unknown intervention.

The words System Failure floated on the screen.

After throwing it back to the ground, Yan Zhou looked around——

This is a suburb, it is dark and uninhabited, only the occasional chirping of insects indicates that there is life in this place.

I specially picked a place without surveillance cameras or driving recorders, which was really well-intentioned.

Yan Zhou felt that he was very unlucky. His originally happy day was suddenly stained with stench.It seems that I have to change my attitude towards Qin Zheng. I was still too gentle before...

Yan Zhou thought so.

After taking pictures of the killer's face and weapons and leaving evidence, it was almost midnight.

After spending some spiritual energy, Yan Zhou used space transfer several times intermittently, and when he returned to the hotel, the spiritual energy that was finally stored in his body was running out.

Yan Zhou had a dark face and silently put Qin Zheng's name on the blacklist.

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The number of candidates for the martial arts test is more than half less than before. In addition to those who were eliminated, some people were poached by other universities halfway.

Of course, most of these people who were poached were afraid of the martial arts test that had created a disability record.

The martial arts test is divided into two parts, the preliminary test and the final test.The initial test is relatively uniform, consistent with other colleges and universities.

It's an endurance race.

The venue is set in the largest gravity simulation cabin in Area A, and people inside will feel eight times the pressure on the normal ground.

Each examinee will be equipped with a pair of protective equipment, and it is still the old and bulky model. I don't know if the school did it on purpose.

The protective equipment alone weighs 35 kilograms, far exceeding the 18 kilogram standard of other colleges and universities. With such a heavy item, even if the physique of the interstellar people has improved so many generations, it is difficult to wear it for running, let alone running.

This is only the first level of the martial arts test, it is hard to imagine how terrifying the next level is.

Yan Chi, who was wearing protective clothing, was crushed and grinned, and couldn't help complaining:
"35 kilograms of equipment has already reached the standard of the college entrance examination! It's so abnormal... The Dorian Attached School really deserves to be the legendary military school factory."

Here, Yan Zhou and Pei's brothers and sisters also put on protective clothing, and the heavy equipment made all three of them feel constrained.

Pei Junjing asked doubtfully: "We will not be able to drive mechs in the future, why do we still use such old equipment?"

Yan Chi's original grinning expression stopped, and the old god said: "You don't understand the mentality of these examiners, you must use the oldest tools to adapt to the difficult environment, and in the end you have to call it a good name." We experience the hardships of the previous generation."

Yan Zhou shook his head: "I'm afraid that's not what it means on the surface. Its purpose is actually quite simple. It is to select good seedlings with outstanding physical endurance. What you said is just to put a shell on it."

Yan Chi sighed, and shook the few strands of hair protruding from the armor smartly: "Oh, anyway, I'm not from the Mecha Warfare Department, as a delicate and frail mecha master, I just need to survive this test. .”

"Whether I am eliminated or not in the next round, it will not affect my grades, so I will run with you~"

Yan Zhou and Pei Junjing from the Mecha Combat Division felt offended.

As a member of the mecha combat department, he is destined to withstand the final "bloody storm" of the martial arts test... He really knows how to thank him.

Entering the examination venue, Yan Zhou put down his facial mask. The lack of oxygen made it difficult for the candidates to breathe, and they could only rely on the oxygen equipment in the equipment to assist breathing.

As a monk, if Yan Zhou could not rely on oxygen, those examinees would be in a much worse situation. Some of them left the examination room directly and wisely.

If you accidentally end up in the hospital during an exam, the price will be quite high.

The candidates who quit were almost all ordinary people, and none of them were nobles, which broke Yan Chi's impression of the children of nobles who were blindly seeking pleasure, er... except for Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou wasn't too surprised. In fact, sometimes children of nobles received much more rigorous education than ordinary people. Physical training is the most basic, not to mention there is a talent pool dedicated to assisting the awakening of blood.

The more well-established the family is, the more it pays attention to the cultivation of its own children. With the excellent genes of several generations of marriage, super high educational resources, and buffs such as the talent pool, it is also very capable to raise waste materials.

The venue is as big as three 800-meter stadiums, and there are records taken by intelligent machines every [-] meters.

In the transparent room on the stand, several people who looked like teachers from the attached school were observing the candidates.

One of the young men had a cold and handsome face, and his close-fitting military uniform made him look upright, giving him a military aura.

“I wonder who will win the first one this year?”

The curly-haired woman in the same military uniform shook the red liquid in the crystal cup in her hand, with a playful smile on her lips.

Seeing the red liquid, the man frowned and reminded: "Major Hertha, this is the examination room."

Hertha smiled, drank the liquid in the glass in one gulp, then leaned on the sofa beside her, her slender fingers wrapped around the flaxen curly hair, and her words were mocking:
"Anyway, there is an isolation room, and we didn't really enter the examination room."

"Why is Adjutant Su so cautious?"

(End of this chapter)