SimCity, in a remote alley.
"Damn it, why are you chasing me so closely?!"
A student with a buzz cut hid in this place in a panic. After he got a token, he was ecstatic, thinking that he could smoothly advance to the top 16, and he just had to wait for the end of the game.
But he didn't expect that after getting the token, it was the beginning of the nightmare.
Because this token has a locator system, every hour, it will send a signal to other places, letting other contestants know that the token is in his hands.
If that's the case, he can avoid the pursuit of other students as long as he changes his position every once in a while. After all, the locator on the token doesn't always send a signal.
The people nearby can only know the location of the token an hour ago, which also gives him some time to escape. Before, it was with his ability to quickly move, cautious character, and superb acting ability that he had been avoiding the contestants who came to attack him and was safe and sound until now.
But who would have thought that he would encounter a person who was chasing him. No matter how he fled, he kept following him, like a hound, and he couldn't get rid of the other party's tracking.
Whiz!
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the student with a buzz cut, blocking his way. This person was Xia Ping. The locator of his tracking watch, coupled with the Ten Thousand Miles Tracking Technique, captured the smell of the other party, and finally blocked this person in the alley.
"Kid, don't go too far."
The student with a buzz cut gritted his teeth and stared at Xia Ping: "You have been chasing me for a long time, don't think that I dare not deal with you."
"The reason why you can still stand now is that I am worried that you will attract others."
"If you know what's good for you, get out of here immediately. Don't get in the way here."
"Although I can't kill people during the game, it's still possible for me to make you a third-level disabled person. Even if the referee wants to rescue you, it's too late, you know?"
He threatened Xia Ping with a grim face, squeezing his fists, and his bones crackled.
In fact, he is also quite confident. He is a cultivator who has the eighth heavenly layer of martial arts. Even among many contestants, he is extremely powerful. If it's just to deal with one person, it's not a problem at all.
"Who said I'm alone?" Xia Ping looked at the student with a buzz cut contemptuously. After a few claps, he clapped his hands.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, silhouettes appeared in front and behind the alley. Some jumped over the wall, some jumped out of the windows of the nearby buildings, and some came from the entrance of the alley. They came in all sorts of ways.
These people surrounded the alley in an instant. There seemed to be at least a hundred of them.
Moreover, each of these people exuded a powerful aura as they stared at the buzzcut student like hungry wolves.
Seeing this shocking scene, the buzzcut student's face turned green. He trembled and said, "You've gone too far. We agreed to have a one-on-one fight. Why did you bring so many people here?"
"You, you're breaking the rules, you know? If you have the guts, let's fight one on one. "
He was so scared that he retreated again and again, and his legs were trembling because there were too many people on the other side. There were hundreds of people, and each of them was at least a powerhouse in the seventh heaven of martial arts.
If these people swarmed him, he would be beaten to a pulp with just a few punches. How could he be a match?!
However, how did this bastard manage to gather so many people, and they even listened to his orders? Didn't they say that the schools were full of competition and it was impossible for them to work together?
"One-on-one? Yes, it is indeed a one-on-one. "
Xia Ping disdainfully said: "It's you alone against a group of us. Choose, do you want to give up the token and be beaten by us for half an hour, or do not give up the token and be beaten by us for thirty minutes?"
What he liked most was to bully others with more people. One-on-one? Did he really think he was stupid?
"Shameless!"
The buzzcut student was mad: "Doesn't that mean I have to be beaten by you if I don't give up the token? Is there such a choice? You are too wicked and inhumane. "
"Also, don't think that I haven't read a book. Can't I hear you secretly change your words? Thirty minutes and half an hour are the same, don't think I'm an idiot. "
Where was this a choice? It was clear that he wanted to beat him up by relying on the number of people. He was very angry.
"Yes, it's all the same. No matter what, you have to be beaten up. Who told you to waste so much of my time running around and don't know how to obediently hand over the token. This is an education of love."
Xia Ping thought that this approach was full of benefits for him and a kind of sharpening.
Education my ass!
Everyone was a student, a peer, and he actually wanted to educate him. Did he really think he was a teacher? Even if he was arrogant, he should stop. The buzzcut student was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
"Go to hell!"
As soon as the voice fell, the buzzcut student rushed over like a tiger and leopard, extremely fierce, showing the powerful martial arts cultivation of the eighth heaven of martial arts.
A punch came, bursting out with a huge force of thousands of pounds, with a whistling wind, extremely amazing.
He thought very clearly, to catch the thief, first catch the king. This Xia Ping in front of him was the boss of this group. If he could subdue this guy, he might be able to use him as a bargaining chip and quickly escape.
"Dare to resist? If the tiger doesn't show its power, I'll be a sick cat. "Xia Ping's eyes showed a trace of cold light, and he suddenly made a move.
Boom ~ ~ ~
The fist and the palm collided with each other, and a loud noise broke out on the spot.
"Ah!"
The buzzcut student screamed. He felt an unparalleled force passing through, extending from his fist to his arm inch by inch, and even penetrating into his internal organs.
The whole person had no resistance, and he was blasted out, directly smashing out more than ten meters. The people behind also knew this situation and stepped aside.
Immediately, the buzzcut student was smashed into a mess, and several of his ribs were broken.
"How can he be so strong?" The buzzcut student coughed up blood and looked at Xia Ping in horror. He didn't expect that this kid looked so weak, but he was so powerful.
The power of this palm alone was like a flood breaking the dam, completely above him.
"Drag him down and beat him for half an hour."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, and he didn't intend to answer the student's words at all. He was just a defeated opponent. How could he be qualified to ask him?
"Yes!"
A group of lackeys rushed forward like wolves and tigers, beating up the buzzcut student.
"No, no, no, don't hit me, I surrender, I really surrender." The buzzcut student let out a shrill scream, as if his innocence was seized by a demon in his sleep, and his chrysanthemum was punctured.
"Boss, this is the token." Lackey Han Shan immediately took the token from the buzzcut student and respectfully handed it to Xia Ping, without the slightest greed in his eyes.
Because there were a few people who tried to snatch the token before, but before they could take a few steps, they were caught by Xia Ping. One could imagine their fate, and their screams probably resounded through the whole city.
"Very good, get two more, and all the nearby tokens will be ours."
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