The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 308 Quarterfinals

  Since these two battles, no one has challenged Yuan Bei again.

  But it was precisely because of these two battles that Yuan Bei's title of "Master" in the training camp was completely confirmed.

   Let alone a white pigeon, even an ordinary passer-by in the training camp would only say "Oh, that master!" when mentioning Yuan Bei

  If anyone says that Yuan Bei is actually a weak chicken, then Tumo Xingzi will be drowned in an instant.

   "What? Yuan Bei is a weakling?"

   "Then what are you?"

   "Have you ever seen a weak chicken that can instantly kill a fifth-order strong man?"

   "If he's a weakling, what are you?"

   As for those insidious comments, it would be easier to resolve them without Yuan Bei speaking.

   "The master's business can be called insidious?"

   "Do you understand this tactic?! Tactic!"

   "Learn this well. If you have the heart of a lion fighting a rabbit like Yuan Bei, I'm afraid you won't be a fourth-order by now."

all in all.

  Yuan Bei's misunderstanding cannot be washed away.

  Even Yuan Bei began to doubt sometimes.

   Is it... I'm actually a master?

   I lost part of my memory. In fact, I have already opened the six gene locks?

   Or in fact, I am a big boss, because invincible is too lonely, so I sealed all my memories?

  Although I don’t know

   But no matter what, because everyone gave up the challenge, Yuan Bei became the first challenger to advance, which is much faster than other groups.

  But other people didn't find it strange, after all, they were assisting the teacher.

  If it comes, let it be safe.

  Yuan Bei could only comfort himself in this way. In fact, after thinking about it, as long as the wicked king is normal, he will not be allowed to participate in the competition.

  Others can't see it, Yuan Bei doesn't believe in the king and can't see his true strength.

  Besides, if he is really forced to go, he just refuses to agree.

  The higher the ranking, at least the more resources he will get. He is here to mix resources, but he remembers it very clearly, although now it feels a bit like grabbing resources...

   But it doesn't matter.

   Watching other people's battles from the sidelines for a while, Yuan Bei's sense of guilt was rising steadily.

   They are all really strong!

  I feel that anyone who comes out randomly is the eldest brother, and he is beaten like a son.

  But now they are all looking at Yuan Bei in awe, and the two on stage seem to be fighting harder because of this reason...

  Yuan Bei didn't care, he just observed quietly and absorbed a lot of training materials.

   After watching four or five battles in a row, it was at this time that the chief medical officer came over with a look of resentment, and then brought Yuan Bei to the two sleeping corpses with a look of resentment.

   Then watching Yuan Bei stretch out his hand to touch the two of them, the two students who they couldn't wake up no matter what method they used sat up directly.

  He is sad.

   I even felt that the healing skills I had worked so hard to learn all these years were for nothing.

   Being able to be transferred here, he is not a cat or a dog among the guards. He has never encountered such symptoms in the past, and basically everything is unfavorable.

  It turned out that it was good after coming here. I thought it was a leisurely job, but every now and then a student would injure himself in his dream. I won’t talk about it. The worst thing is that this kind of work can’t be saved.

  He used to be famous as a doctor, but recently he noticed that the way his assistants looked at him had changed.

"thanks."

  Quan Gangwei opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice came out.

   Silence.

   At this time, Quan Gangwei could only remain silent.

  While his swordsmanship is like a god, his talents are rare among his peers, but this time he really failed.

  It turns out...it turns out that I am just a member of the general public. There is a sky beyond the sky, and mountains beyond mountains.

  In fact, right after he fell into the eternal sleep, he already knew that he had been hit with a sharp sword, and even felt that this illusion was nothing more than that at first.

  But it wasn't until the seventh day that he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from this cage-like world, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him all the time.

  Even if the time is longer, he will be lost in that dream, falling into the abyss forever, unable to wake up.

  He began to understand Chen Hao.

  He really convinced Yuan Bei this time, at such an age and with such strength, losing to him is no shame!

   Turning his head and glanced at Wang Tao, who was still a little confused, he turned around and walked towards the ring with his sword in hand.

   There is still a place to qualify for the main competition, and it is impossible for him to give up.

  Wang Tao hasn't recovered yet.

  He only remembered that Yuan Bei snapped his fingers lightly at the end, and then...then he came to a white world, where there were clusters of flowers, the joy of Taoism, and the joy of power.

  All the good things in life seem to be displayed in it one by one, and more importantly-they are at their fingertips.

  Everyone's dream is very different, and he has been a little lost after spending three days in it.

  But after waking up, I realized that only half an hour had passed.

  Yuan Bei didn't intend to have a detailed chat with the two of them, and hurriedly walked towards the other group rings. The opportunity is rare. After that, how can there be a chance to find a sparring partner like now?

  He was almost tired of those people in his dream.

   But it is also very effective, at least now he can fight back and forth with a few of them, which is already not easy.

  After more sparring in the future, the training effect will increase proportionally.

that's it.

  Yuan Bei was like an inspection leader, standing under each ring for a while, carefully observing the strength of these players, and keeping them in his mind.

   The battle between the two with similar strength is Yuan Bei's favorite. This kind of battle often has a lot of dry goods. He doesn't need to work hard to perfect it, and it can be over in just one game.

  It can be used at night.

  Although the students didn't know what was going on, after seeing Yuan Bei, they had an inexplicable illusion of being watched by the boss, and the fight became even more lively.

   And under Yuan Bei's observation, the game is coming to an end.

  The eight champions have been selected. This is the top eight of the first stage. As for the rest, they will be ranked according to their respective points.

  The result of the same group was not beyond his expectation, Quan Gangwei won.

  His strength is absolutely unique among the students, and the other students who are said to have top ten strengths are basically defeated by him with overwhelming force.

   And it seems that because of the dream, there is a sense of venting in his sword posture.

   And Yuan Bei's fishing time ended here.

  …

  The second day.

   It is still where the ring was before.

  The next quarterfinals are finally about to start.

  (end of this chapter)