Chapters 201 and 202, let's try our hand!

  Slowly releasing their hands, the two of them fell to the ground with a "thud, thud". Then Xiao Hong immediately started the Ling Snake and sped northwest, preparing to meet up with Mu Xi'er before going on a killing spree. After all, there were still three days left, plenty of time.

  On the big screen in the main arena, at this moment it is still a contest between Xue Jingyi and Xu Rui, with Xu Rui, who had been trailing behind, now overtaking Xue Jingyi by one point, the score changing to 29-28.

  The high-level living has already left some people stunned, thinking back to the time when Chai Shuang was remembered, it seemed that there was no such madness before, and the two of them advanced together.

  At this point, the winning conditions for these two people are no longer important, because they have already reached perfection. What the two are fighting for now is the right to choose prizes first and who will be the king of the second grade.

  Unfortunately, first-year students have become the pawns of their victory or defeat.

  However, just as the two were advancing side by side, a stunning scene suddenly occurred. Yuan Qiu, who had been killing from 20th to 10th place, had his green light next to his number suddenly turn red, undoubtedly representing death.

  The students who were originally focused on Xu Rui and Xue Jing, seeing this scene, their expressions changed, according to common sense, freshmen in people's eyes have become unscrupulous prey, the top ten players basically have absolute strength, ensuring their own safety, how could they be killed again?

  Was it an ambush by a first-year student? Or was it a group attack?

  Upperclassmen were making various guesses.

  However, people's eyes moved slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across their faces. It was seen that the 845th, originally ranked fifth in the first-year student rankings, suddenly displayed information that it had successfully killed Akio and two other second-year students, jumping from fifth place to first place in the first-year student rankings and entering the top thirty overall.

  It can be said that people who had already forgotten about No. 845 at this time refocused their attention on it, and it's worth mentioning that An Xiaodi from before and Yuan Qiu from just now are both Driver-level individuals.

  "What's going on?"

  "What kind of person is No. 845?"

  "Is this a student from Branch School? But isn't it only showing the level of a Cavalryman in the data? This can't be the level of a student from Branch School."

  The students in the main playground were all talking about it.

  In the control room, Chisato also noticed this and slightly furrowed his brow. If it were usual, seeing 845's performance would have made him feel relieved that at least one first-year student was showing signs of improvement.

  But at this moment he couldn't be happy, and even felt a strong sense of crisis, because 845 was the number segment of the branch school.

  Could it be a student from the branch school? Chaisang thought to himself.

  "Monitor 3, give 377:88 a special write-up." Chai Sang instructed, where Yu Qiu was killed.

  However, when the scene cut to there, Xiao Hong had already disappeared without a trace. The screen only showed Yuan Qiu and three others being lifted by the rescue helicopter, they were already eliminated.

  Being able to leave the "crime scene" at such a speed seems to have only one possibility, that is, using the wind mark.

  Was it really done by a student from the branch school? Chai Sang thought to himself, but he really didn't want the students of the branch school to have any outstanding performances, otherwise it would be a slap in the face for the prestigious Xizhimen Academy.

  It's good that Xi Jin Academy still has two trump cards, Xue Jingyi and Xu Rui. Although they can't create patterns, in terms of controlling patterns, they are not inferior to Chai Shuang. Hopefully, the two of them can join forces with their companions and eliminate a certain student from the branch school, which is still very possible in Chai Shuang's view.

  At the same time, on the other side, Muxi'er was still holding the ball and shuttling through the forest with a relatively light movement, mainly thanks to her good physical fitness. However, as mentioned earlier, even if Muxi'er ran quickly and could shake off the pursuers behind her, what about facing the pursuers from other camps?

  Soon, as Muxi'er was heading west on the road, a sudden "whooshing" sound came from both sides of the forest, not the rustling of branches caused by a gentle breeze.

  Suddenly turning her head, Muxi'er saw two sophomores appearing on her right side, and soon they blocked her from the front and back.

  At this time, Muxi'er reacted relatively calmly. The words that Xiao Hong had repeatedly instructed her flashed through her mind: never turn your back to the enemy.

  Without lingering, Muxi'er flashed her feet and leaned against a thick tree trunk with Qiuqiu, facing the two second-year students in front of her.

  A hint of severity flashed across his eyes, but there was no excessive fear.

  "Oh, so it's the famous Muxi'er?" said a long-haired man standing in front of Muxi'er. His hair was neatly combed, obviously well taken care of. This person's name was Wen Long, and next to him was Bai Yun. Both were eighth-level riders among the second-year students, basically at a mid-level.

  "Don't worry, since you're a big star, we haven't hurt you. We're just interested in the spirit beast on your hand. Anyway, looking at the fat cat in your hand, it doesn't seem to have any use, why not give it to us and extract some valuable things from it? You can go find another spirit beast with higher combat power, wouldn't that be more suitable? Take advantage of your current strength, before you reach the level of Miao Chen's old man, there's no turning back to change spirit beasts again." Bai Yun said.

  In his eyes, this was also a realistic statement. For those at the middle level like them, wanting to break through among Xue Jingyi and Xu Rui, not to mention other top-notch experts, was simply impossible. It was very likely that they would end up empty-handed. Why not find someone easier to bully here and make some real gains by robbing them?

  Of course, they are so fearless because according to the rules of the wild training, all participating players cannot find excuses after the end, which is also a common agreement among the three major forces.

  This is also why, even if it's a high-ranking official's child, they will still be "killed" here without exception. This is the tradition and perhaps the rules of the game in the entire city of Tai Wu. If there isn't some deep-seated hatred, no power would dare to destroy this, otherwise their face would be completely lost.

  Don't look at Mu Xi'er, who usually looks very gentle and weak, especially in front of Xiao Hong. However, this does not mean that she has no temper. Qiuqiu is no different from her own biological son to Mu Xi'er. No mistake, Xiao Hong is the child's father. Regardless of how much combat power he has, he is always the treasure in his heart. If someone wants to take away Qiuqiu, how can Mu Xi'er possibly agree?

  The ball has already revealed a ferocious expression, its round eyes have been pulled horizontally, two small fangs have come out, and it is emitting low growls.

  "You're making it sound so good, aren't you just trying to find an excuse to take advantage of me?" Mu Xi'er said coldly.

  Just as Muxi'er was speaking, a bright light flashed across the beast armor on Qiuball's body, and then Qiuball opened its mouth, spewing out an orange-yellow flame.

  "Unexpectedly, there are still two sons." Bai Yun said in a low voice, and then he and Wen Long both retreated two steps, avoiding the flames.

  But at this moment, the two of them suddenly moved their eyes together, because they found that Ball had disappeared from Muxi's arms.

  "Escaped?" This was Wen Long's first reaction.

  "No, Wen Long, watch out above you." Bai Yun suddenly noticed that the branches on top of Wen Long's head were a bit off.

  But it's too late to say that, the next moment, Qiuqiu's whole body was already stuck on Wen Long's face, and his four paws were tightly grasped on Wen Long's head. This is also a common trick Qiuqiu uses on Xiao Hong, but this time Qiuqiu's paws are not hugging, but directly digging into Wen Long's flesh.

  In an instant, Wen Long only felt a sharp pain, and his instinctive hands used force to pull the ball down. However, at this moment, he discovered that the ball had opened its small mouth and was spewing out flames without mercy. Wen Long's instincts caused him to shrink his neck, but the flames still swept past his head, taking away a large patch of his smooth hair, which continued to burn.

  At this time, Wen Long was still unable to take care of Qiu Qiu and kept slapping his own forehead.

  Then, the ball was thrown away and twisted its fat body, jumping back into Muxi's arms. At this time, Muxi's reaction was also very quick, turning around and running away immediately.

  And sent a distress message to Xiao Hong while running.

  Xiao Hong, who had been rushing in the direction of Muxi'er all along, received the distress signal sent by Muxi'er at the first time: Save me!

  Seeing this information, Xiao Hong only slightly narrowed his eyes, with a serious expression, and hastened his pace towards Mu Xi'er's direction.

  Although there were interceptions along the way, they were basically unremarkable second-year students who were directly killed in an instant.

  However, such killings were only a handful of people and were not enough to threaten Xue Jingyi and Xu Rui.

  At this moment, the competition between Xu Rui and Xue Jingyi has reached a boiling point, with both of them stuck at 35 kills.

  Such a scene, the senior students at Xijin Mofeng Academy could naturally see clearly, and suddenly their faces changed greatly. In their eyes, these two were going to become immortals.

  Without a doubt, at this rate of killing, it won't be long before I surpass last year's Chai Feng. More importantly, this is just the beginning, and there is still a long way to go in the three-day competition. At this rate, I estimate that I will soon break through 100 people.

  The game even ended early because all the freshmen were killed off.

  In the Wilderness Training Command Center, at this moment, the coordinates of No. 845 have already appeared, and it is rushing through the mountains and forests. Judging from its trajectory, it will soon encounter Xu Rui and his dozen or so companions.

  Seeing this scene, Chai Sang's eyes narrowed slightly, although his expression seemed calm, but in his heart he was already rolling with anxiety. Xu Rui struggled to take a breath, among the dozen or so people, competing to hold down and eliminate No. 845, the biggest source of unease before their eyes. This was the most sincere thought in Chai Sang's mind.

  Although he didn't dare to confirm it yet, the person in front of him, No. 845, was very likely a student from the branch school.

  Chapter 202: Lightning Strike!

  Luoxue Ning, who was sitting in the front row, naturally also noticed this situation. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she clearly understood that if 845 was Xiao Hong, then he would be facing a huge test at the moment.

  One-on-one, taking down Xu Rui is no problem, but facing a dozen or so people at once, the outcome is hard to predict.

  Actually, according to Luo Xue Ning's idea, assuming 845 is Xiao Hong, at this time, in order to be on the safe side, it's better to avoid him and find other weaknesses to improve his record. After all, Xiao Hong has the advantage of being a first-year student, killing a second-year student can count as two when the final statistics are taken.

  It's unnecessary to engage in a fierce battle with such a strong opponent at this moment.

  At the same time, Xurui was leading a dozen or so companions in pursuit of more than 20 first-year students ahead, his expression filled with a sharp gaze. Although he couldn't see the ranking on the scoreboard, he could feel that his performance was extremely close to Xuejing's, perhaps only a hair's breadth apart.

  And now these more than 20 first-year students in front of him have become the key, kill! It's very likely that this will establish an advantage, so at this time, Xu Rui naturally chased after them desperately.

  Due to the wind and dust, Xu Rui and others' charging speed was naturally much faster than that of the freshmen, approaching steadily.

  "Remember, kill first and get the prize, everyone will share!" Xu Rui shouted loudly as he ran.

  Xiao Hong, who is rushing forward, is also in a hurry. The way he rushes not only relies on the spiritual snake but also uses the suction war pattern. When he lifts his arm, it will be sucked onto a tree trunk, and then use the spiritual snake to quickly jump forward, giving people the feeling of sliding through the treetops.

  "Huh?"

  Suddenly, Xiao Hong's expression changed slightly, and he saw a commotion coming from the forest in front of him. A moment later, he saw a large group of first-year students fleeing towards him in a panic.

  Xiao Hong didn't mind and wasn't even slightly on guard, letting these first-year students who were like startled birds flash past him. He restarted his suction cups and jumped up to the branch again, then darted forward with a burst of speed.

  However, just as Xiao Hong was about to pass by the branch, his expression changed slightly. About 100 meters away, Xu Rui led a group of more than a dozen second-year students charging over with a fierce momentum.

  At this time Xu Rui can be said to have only one word in his mind: kill!

  No first-year student will be spared.

  Seeing Xiao Hong rushing over from afar, his sharp and fierce gaze suddenly moved, he had killed so many freshmen in a year, but it was the first time he saw someone who dared to rush forward actively, seeking death.

  "Have I lost my way?" Xu Rui muttered to himself, but he, who had already been driven mad by killing, didn't care about that: "Naturally, they'll fall into the net on their own, and I'll take them down along the way. I'm not afraid of a high kill count!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Rui had already activated his full combat mode, ready to instantly kill Xiao Hong in front of him, and the same was true for his other companions.

  Xiao Hong, who was still sprinting forward, could naturally see the second-year students in front of him, preparing to launch a united attack on himself. A moment later, dense and varied magical seals flashed before Xiao Hong's eyes.

  In response, Xiao Hong did not show the slightest intention of dodging, a flash of light flickered in his eyes, and his tightly clenched right fist had already emitted a dazzling dark blue glow.

  "Ahh!"

  A loud roar suddenly burst from Xiao Hong's mouth, echoing through the forest. Then, in front of Xiao Hong, a magnificent dragon head formed, mixed with fine sand-like ice crystals, and charged towards Xu Rui and others with a whistling sound, destroying everything in its path.

  The demonic energy body that rushed towards Xiao Hong was instantly dissolved, and Mo Nai, along with the thousand-year-old icy sand, mixed together, undoubtedly giving Long Xi's power a huge boost.

  Whoosh!

  As the dragon's breath whizzed past Xu Rui and others, seven or eight second-year students who were not of the Rider level had already fallen one after another, blown away by the sound waves for several meters, and fainted.

  The remaining people were barely holding on, and as a second-year student of the Jockey Club, Xu Rui stood still, but his school uniform was already tattered beyond recognition. He glanced around at his fallen comrades, his eyes filled with shock!

  "How...how can this be a first-year student?"

  But just as Xu Rui had made such a sound, his originally shocked expression had already changed to one of astonishment, because he suddenly realized that Xiao Hong, who was covering his face, was advancing like lightning and in an instant appeared before him. His right hand had already grabbed hold of Xu Rui's neck, like a pair of steel pincers, tightly pinning him down.

  At this moment, Xiao Hong's expression was calm and slightly serious. As he grabbed Xu Rui, he suddenly opened the spiritual snake's vortex to its maximum, moving over a dozen meters before slamming Xu Rui heavily against the trunk of a large tree. Then, in an instant, he vanished into the forest, his entire process unfolding without breaking stride, smooth and effortless as flowing clouds and water.

  Xu Rui himself was knocked unconscious and declared "dead" under such a heavy impact.

  As for the other surviving sophomores, when they came to their senses, Xiao Hong was already gone, leaving behind only Xu Rui who had fainted and seven or eight companions.

  "These...!" The second-year students almost simultaneously let out such a sound, their eyes filled with astonishment. What kind of power is this, to be able to suddenly appear and kill Xu Rui right in front of them?

  For a moment, the surviving second-year students only felt a chill coming from behind them. The corners of their mouths twitched slightly. One thing was certain: their combat strength was no longer on the same level as that guy's just now.

  Similarly, such a kill record was also transmitted to the Xijin Academy in just a few seconds.

  At this moment, it can be said that all students of Xijin Academy have focused their attention on the competition between the first place Xue Jingyi and Xu Rui. The two super geniuses are dazzling at this moment.

  The sound of people's gossip is also called this rise and fall.

  But just as the discussion had reached a boiling point, "pa" Xu Rui, who was temporarily in second place, suddenly turned from green to red!

  Xu Rui was knocked out, eliminated!

  This is a red light, the only information.

  Wow!

  Almost at this moment, on the square and in the dormitory, the original tone of discussion suddenly stopped!

  Everyone grew up with wide eyes, staring incredulously at the red light on the big screen that symbolized Xu Rui's death.

  "What's going on here?"

  "How is this possible?"

  After a silence of several seconds, a surprised voice slowly came out from the main arena.

  However, this was just the beginning of their surprise. In the next moment, Xiao Hong, who had consecutively killed Xu Rui and nine others, jumped from 28th place to 15th place. Behind him, a string of data followed: No. 845 killed No. 2, No. 845 killed No. 49... Among them, No. 2 was precisely Xu Rui, which was already a well-known fact.

  "Number 845! It's number 845 again!"

  "What's with this 845 guy?"

  "Which branch school is he from?"

  At this time, people finally began to pay attention to No. 845, and the record was good, ranking 15th, which is already very good for a one-year-old now, the key is the kill record, from the original autumn to the present Xu Rui, basically, the kill is one after another heavyweight.

  The murmurs on the square suddenly rose by more than a dozen decibels compared to before.

  At the same time, in the control room, it was even more silent. With a coordinate display instrument, it can be said that their shock was even more intense than that of the students at Xijin Magic Academy.

  Everyone here can clearly see that the light spot representing No. 845 is moving quickly, almost without stopping, and at the same time Xu Rui and others pass by, the light spots representing Xu Rui and others are extinguished in a large area, followed by Xu Rui himself, the whole process did not exceed five seconds.

  Absolutely crushing!

  Sitting on the left side of Guang, Chai Sang initially thought that Xu Rui and others would make a big show, mixing and killing together, with more than a dozen people surrounding and killing one person, and they should have won even if they relied on numbers. However, he did not expect such a situation to arise!

  The hand that had been pinching the chin stopped, and the whole person was suddenly petrified on the spot, staring blankly at the light screen in front of him, his expression frozen.

  Luoxue Ning, who was sitting on the other side, also had a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth. Now there's no doubt that 845 is Xiao Hong, it's just unexpected to see this situation in front of us.

  According to Luo Xue Ning's idea, Xiao Hong might win, but it shouldn't be that easy, rather a hard fight. However, unexpectedly, Xiao Hong easily defeated Xu Rui like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and also defeated many others in the process.

  "This guy......" Luo Xue Ning muttered to herself, her voice extremely soft, but already able to hear that hint of incredulity.

  At this moment, the magic thread helicopter hovering above the mountain forest has successfully captured Xiao Hong's image. He was wearing a jacket with alternating light yellow and dark yellow colors, coffee-colored pants, and his outfit blended in with the surroundings. His limbs shone with blue light, moving in an inhuman way, darting between branches, sometimes like a gecko, sometimes like a monkey, and his direction of movement seemed very clear.

  However, this scene was only tracked for over ten seconds, and then Xiao Hong disappeared behind a mountain cliff. When the helicopter flew past, Xiao Hong had vanished without a trace.

  Sitting in the chair of Chaisang, seeing such a lake surface, the corners of his mouth finally moved slightly, and his expression was complex to the extreme, with amazement, severity, but more incredulity.

  Even now, he still can't figure out why someone as talented as him wouldn't join the prestigious Seijin Academy, but instead transferred to a third-rate school. Little does he know, Chisang had actually rejected Xiaohong from afar back then.