Chapter 189 The Battle Between Blood Descendants and Mutants

The spacious and bright hall, due to the high ceiling design, under the illumination of incandescent light, the entire hall looks transparent and open.

Unlike the indoor gymnasium of a normal college, the floor and walls of this gymnasium are made of some large pieces of bluestone, which looks simple and hard!

At this moment, this place, which is usually used as a training place for the special class, is filled with gunpowder smoke.

Catherine and Barak stood in the middle of the team, and their eyes were fixed on the coach who was stretching his legs.

"Gululu!"

The burly student in front swallowed his saliva subconsciously: "Coach, can we use our abilities?"

Raising his eyebrows and looking at this "strong" student, No. 3 couldn't help but laugh: "Are you so confident? You actually think you can fight a retired special forces soldier with rich combat experience without using your abilities?"

"A reminder, I used to be a mortal, but I have completed the record of killing four enemy soldiers with a blade, one against five!"

"..."

"Coach, what about the other one?"

Ignoring the hidden meaning in No. 3's words, another relatively thin young man couldn't help asking.

"They ran away! When I killed the second person, the other three ran away directly. I chased them and killed two more!"

No. 3 said calmly with a smile on his face.

Looking at No. 3, who seemed to treat killing as a simple thing with a smile on his face, at this moment, all the students were horrified. They didn't expect that the coach who had always been amiable was actually a "murderer"?

At the thought of fighting such a terrifying guy, some people have already retreated.

"Don't worry, I will hold back!"

Rolling up his sleeves, No. 3 stood in the middle of the group of students at Lin Jue's signal.

"Don't let His Excellency the Grand Duke of Yongye down, think about how you live now! Don't let down the Yongye Company's cultivation of you!"

Looking at the many students who hesitated and hesitated, No. 3's face sank and he said angrily.

"Coach, I'm coming!"

A student with a ball-like body shouted with a red face, and then pounced on him. The fat on his body swayed left and right as he ran, which looked extremely exaggerated.

No. 3's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that the most inconspicuous guy would attack first.

"Come on!"

The fat man hugged No. 3 heavily, and his strong arms wrapped around his waist to hug No. 3. Feeling the amazing force, No. 3's face remained unchanged, and he seemed extremely calm. He hit the fat man's chest heavily with an elbow.

"Ah!"

The fat man couldn't help but let out a scream. He originally thought that his defense was superb, but his face changed at this moment. The force of No. 3's elbow strike made him feel pain directly.

He knocked the fat man back with an elbow. No. 3 felt the reverse force on his arm. Knowing the rebound characteristics of the fat man, he flew backwards and aimed at a guy who was at a loss.

He stepped sideways, stopped his body, and grabbed the pale-faced student in front of him with one hand.

Under the frosted texture of the linen, No. 3, who had just touched the collar, did not show the slightest joy of victory. Sure enough, the next moment, his palm was empty and passed through a blurred afterimage. The speed of this student was very fast!

All this happened in a flash, and the battle was about to break out.

The burly student with super strength gritted his teeth and rushed up the next moment. On the other side, the recovered fat man also took a big step, like a giant bear, and hugged No. 3 again.

Other students also joined the battle. Catherine also rushed towards the fat man quickly. At the moment when the fat man and the coach came into contact, her figure fell directly down.

With alarm bells ringing in his heart, No. 3 kicked the fat man and bounced upwards with the force, brushing past the fist from the other side.

At the moment when the two missed each other, No. 3 slapped the burly young man to the ground with a palm. At the same time, he did not forget a certain disappeared figure when he just stepped on the ground. Looking at the pair of hands that appeared beside his ankles, No. 3, who had been dealing with the attacks of the superpowers in a short time, finally couldn't help but use his ability.

The white jade-like palm missed a residual figure. Catherine, who floated from the ground, looked at the coach who moved like a ghost with a look of astonishment.

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Above the huge training ground, Lin Jue stood on the second floor of the rostrum, looking at the battle that was about to break out below.

No. 3's skills were undoubtedly recognized by him, and the progress of this group of students also made Lin Jue somewhat satisfied. In just a few rounds, No. 3 was forced to use the ability of the bloodline, which was much faster than Lin Jue expected.

Lin Jue was quite interested in watching the girl floating from the ground and trying to pull No. 3 into the ground.

He had seen this move before. Catherine, as a phantom cat, had used this move to deal with the red tank with unstoppable momentum. This move is a natural nemesis for those who are not strong enough. Unless they have some special abilities, this move can kill people instantly!

In the original play, the phantom cat, who finally performed brilliantly, used this skill on the wrong object. The red tank directly cracked the steel-cast ground and escaped naturally.

This scene happened in reality. Looking at No. 3 who easily avoided Catherine's attack with speed, Lin Jue expressed affirmation in his heart. In terms of reaction speed, No. 3 is much stronger than these students. Catherine wants to really control No. 3, but there is little hope.

Silently evaluating in his heart, Lin Jue observed the changes in the situation. As No. 3 fully used his ability, the battle situation was progressing rapidly in a one-sided manner.

Looking at the coach who rushed towards him in an instant, Barak finally realized that he could not slack off. After No. 3 burst out with that inhuman speed, he realized that his experiment would definitely fail.

Looking at the figure rushing towards him, in a panic, Barak smashed his water bottle heavily to the ground. The transparent and impurity-free pure water did not fall to the ground under the effect of the rules of reality, but was suspended in the air.

At the moment when the two were about to touch, the water flow originally suspended on the ground quickly gathered between the two.

The rotating water flow instantly wrapped around No. 3's head, but only for a moment, the speed of the water flow could not keep up with No. 3's movement, and Barak was slapped away with a casual palm. Looking at Barak who fell instantly, No. 3 did not attack again, but passed Barak, turned his head to avoid the fist of the burly young man, and then hit the young man's chest heavily.

The force of the collision made No. 3 involuntarily take two steps back, but the young man just swayed slightly and rushed again, dodging the fist, and a lightning-fast punch passed through the dead angle between the arm and waist, hitting the young man's chin with great force.

Bang!