Chapter 467: Beating People Is Like Hanging a Painting, Treating People Like Weeds!

Qin Mo held his hands in front of him.

He raised his eyes and spoke calmly.

He was currently in the stage of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He could pretend to be a pig, but he must not be a real pig!

Except for the identity of the beastmaster and the beast pets such as Gray Wolf, everything else could be exposed.

This includes a 90-point spiritual index!

Just physical quality and combat quality, do whatever you feel comfortable with.

By the way, the combat quality of the beastmaster himself is the worst among the same level!

Frank glanced at the loose Qin Mo.

He didn't care in his heart. He was full of flaws and didn't even have the most basic fighting stance.

"Little yellow hair..."

"Since someone doesn't want to serve the class and doesn't want to get along well with classmates, you go and deal with the garbage!"

He glanced at Lin Yuan who was gradually approaching and Su Lanyue who was full of fighting spirit. Both of them had good fighting results, which was why he gave in.

If it was only Qin Mo.

Frank wanted to see who was embedded in the wall and couldn't be buckled!

The retreat is only temporary. The class of Class 10 is about to begin. No one can escape!

The yellow-haired man was dumbfounded.

He didn't say a word. Why should he bear the burden that he shouldn't bear?

As for serving the class and getting along well, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!

...

The playground paved with bionic grass.

When Qin Mo arrived, there were already six classes.

There were a few hundred people, some sitting on the ground, some whispering, and some setting up the arena under the command of the instructor.

Hanging at the end of the team.

Qin Mo waited patiently, with Lin Yuan, Liu Wei, and Su Lanyue beside him.

A few minutes later.

A middle-aged man in an instructor's uniform walked to the front of the 10th class. He wore a single-chip display and a silver-white mechanical arm from his left shoulder. He was burly and walked with the wind.

"Announce the rules!"

"There are a lot of people, so we will first conduct the competition within each class and select the top ten."

"The top ten of the ten classes, a total of one hundred people, will decide the top three with substantial rewards."

"The first round is a class internal battle, divided into five venues and carried out simultaneously. In addition to your class instructor, there is also an instructor from another class. The two instructors will jointly comment and point out the shortcomings of the students!"

"The odd-numbered classes go on stage, and the even-numbered classes watch!"

The whole venue was lively.

Fortunately, it was carried out in an orderly manner.

Qin Mo walked from the back row to the front of the team to watch the battle of the odd-numbered classes. The combat quality of these people cannot be said to be very strong, but it can only be said to be a mess.

What we are looking at is not combat quality.

But the local customs, the passion of the youth, etc., which can reflect the current situation of the natives of the copy.

In addition to the humming and haha, crackling and fighting sounds, there are the instructors' vicious comments.

"The ground is not good... its root is in the feet, starting from the legs, go back and stand more."

"The punching speed is too slow, the waist can't be twisted, twist the waist, lift the hips, punch!"

"This instructor appreciates your dirty tricks, but this is a competition, not a life-and-death battle!"

"Cry, get out of here, fighting doesn't believe in tears!"

Qin Mo's eyes covered the five rings.

A class has about 50 people, two by two, and the top ten can be decided in three rounds.

The elimination rhythm is very fast, there is no pulling, no courtesy, only fierce punches.

The battle starts and ends in only three to five minutes.

In contrast, the instructor's comments take much longer than the battle.

There are two instructors in one ring, one comments on a student, and almost all the defects are pointed out.

Qin Mo looked around.

I found that there are more junior students on the playground, and the number of people-to-people transmission is still increasing.

It doesn't matter whether you come or not for the recorded projected cultural class teaching. Even if the beautiful teacher is very beautiful, the cyborg needs to make money to support himself and repay his debts... The phenomenon of skipping classes is serious.

Soon.

The battle is over.

Fifty seeded players are selected.

Their bruised faces are full of excitement.

Two energetic instructors came towards him, one of whom was the instructor of the mechanical arm, and the other was the instructor in charge of this class, who looked middle-aged, with a cold face and sharp eyes.

The instructor of this class was called Xu Hu, and the other mechanical arm was called Wan Xiaoshan... Qin Mo's mind flashed with the names of the two.

"Is there anyone who volunteers? The first one to go up can choose the opponent." Xu Hu said.

"I'll do it!"

The yellow-haired man raised his hand and walked quickly to the ring.

The ring is a circular grass field surrounded by white lines, five meters in radius, enough for tossing.

"Qin Mo, come up and get beaten. I've been annoyed with you for a long time!"

"Why do you want to show off your presence when you don't line up properly at the back?"

"Do you understand?"

The yellow-haired man thought of the frustration of cleaning up the garbage. It was a complete disaster that made him lose face.

Not to mention the boss, he definitely can't beat him. Lin Yuan and Su Lanyue's strength is also not to be underestimated, but a mere transfer student can't be easily taken advantage of?

Qin Mo shrugged.

Normally, the big guys will take action last, so why is it wrong here?

Not looking for Lin Yuan, Liu Wei, or Su Lanyue, but looking for me first!

"Begin." Xu Hu spoke immediately after both parties were in place.

Bang! ! !

The lightning-fast punch to the abdomen was like a flashing afterimage.

Before the yellow-haired man could react, his body's emergency response had already begun. He was trembling all over, his vision was blurred, and he was weak. He stood there stupidly in a trance, wanting to fall but holding on.

He was fuzzy-headed, and he probably didn't even know why he was trying so hard to hold on.

Qin Mo put one hand in his pocket.

He walked towards the class.

The normal boxing routine was to hit the abdomen with an uppercut, which would make the opponent bend over, and then hit the head with an uppercut, a set of smooth little combos... but he didn't follow up with an uppercut.

I was worried that I would kill the yellow-haired man with one punch!

Even so, the yellow-haired man needed to be sent to the hospital for treatment, and his internal organs would also need to be replaced.

"You admit defeat?!"

The long-haired girl in front of the team looked at Qin Mo with contempt on her face. Admitting defeat was more shameful than losing the battle.

Not only did she not understand.

Many students didn't understand.

Just now, there seemed to be a residual image flashing by, maybe it was the wind blowing the hair, maybe it was the weeds that were fascinating, anyway, it flashed quickly, and then I saw the yellow-haired man standing and shaking, and Qin Mo put one hand in his pocket and walked off the stage.

"You take him down to the hospital!"

Wan Xiaoshan, the mechanical arm, shouted to his own class, and turned to look at Xu Hu's class.

"Next group, get ready."

Comments? No comments needed!

One punch kills instantly, the difference in strength between the two sides is huge.

Besides, the abdominal punch is an ordinary punch that anyone present can use.

Whether or not you can kill instantly is a question of personal accomplishment!

"You are good at finding flaws." Frank looked at Qin Mo who was walking towards him.

"Huangmao didn't eat breakfast for a long time, and he got a stomach disease in the past few weeks, so you hit his abdomen and killed him instantly!"

Qin Mo was speechless.

What a mess.

"Next one is you! Huangmao can lift it, but you may not!"