[BL] [Book 1]Professional Stepping on the Face for One Hundred Years [Quick Wea

7.12

.Someone turned on the optical brain, and during this time, they also began to pay attention to the mecha simulation competition.

    As prep students, they have a natural advantage, that is, they can start the game from level 7. Of course, there are also many people who have registered their account IDs in advance and start practicing from level 1, but the previous scores are automatically replaced by their equivalent scores in the training camp when they are finally calculated.

    Lu Le is also very concerned about the mecha competition, but he is very confident that he is far ahead in both the training camp and the simulation competition.

    He still maintains the proud result of the first place. If converted into competition points, his average is as high as 88 points per level, and the 6th level is 530 points. Compared with the average of 75, they throw a lot of them.

    No one is taller than him.

.Sitting next to Lu Le is one of his admirers. When he saw that everyone around him was eager to watch the game, he couldn't help but pouted, "What's so beautiful, let's see if we are Xiaole. In the first-level training test, I got 90 points. I dare say that no one can surpass this score in the mock competition." He liked Lu Le, and naturally praised the opponent very high.

    Lu Le raised the corner of his mouth, "It's all up to the young marshal and the instructor to guide me."

    "But it's been discussed on the Star Online recently. There is a great god in the simulation competition. It is said that every level is a critical strike." Someone interjected.

    Lu Le's expression froze, and he blurted out, "Impossible." The people around him also looked at each other.

    A teenager next to him retorted, "It's impossible, all of us in the dormitory know it." .He skillfully opened the Tianx Forum, and found the post on the top of Piaohong, and clicked in, "Someone posted his results here. Levels 1-5 are all 100 points."

    The other boy also nodded and whispered, "The 500-kun has now accumulated 500 points, which is only 30 points less than Lu Le."

    But can this be the same? Lu Le is level 6 530, others are level 5 500.

    Others are also aware of the problem. And the other party still passed with full marks, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be better than Lu Le.

    "I remember the instructor said that Lu Le's quasi-spiritual power is estimated to be close to Grade A, and his physical fitness is B+. But last time I heard Adjutant Zhang mention that the quasi-spiritual power of this whxdl500n is Grade A, and his physical fitness is also A. Level. I'm sure he's A-level, after all, from the very beginning of the game, who can release mental power without changing his face, and Lu Le can't do it."

."Adjutant Zhang also knows about this person? Is he a meter centimeter of this whxdl500n?"

    "I don't know that, and I also heard others say it unintentionally."

    Lu Le returned to the dormitory gloomily. He quickly turned on his brain, went to the forum and the live broadcast room, and watched the hot posts and games from the beginning to the end.

    When he saw the dazzling "NO.I whxdl500n 500" on the score list, his heart was already gnawed by jealousy.

    He was sure that Ming Jingyao must have taken a fancy to this guy. No wonder you don't lie to yourself.

    Lu Le's communicator "DiDi" rang. He was upset. Looking at the number displayed on Lu's house, he picked it up impatiently.

.Shen Li's sour face appeared on the light curtain, and Lu Le frowned and asked, "Mom, what's the matter with you?!" Didn't he see that he was upset.

    Shen Li quickly coaxed him, "Baby, how is your progress with Young Master Ming in the training camp? When will the Ming family come to our family to propose marriage?"

    Lu Le's face froze. Last time, in order to show off and to make Lu Zhangxiong prefer him, he sent back a letter from home, and deliberately wrote some vague and ambiguous words, indicating that Jing Yao "valued" him very much, not only " "Guide" him, and "drink coffee a few times" with him on his days off.

    He tried his best to squeeze a smile, "What are you talking about? It's not that easy. Even if Ming Jingyao prefers me, there are still a group of clan elders in the Ming family. They must choose the best daughter-in-law from the major families. ."

    These old men actually care about the mecha competition, can they stop pointing fingers.

.Instead, Shen Li laughed, "What's this? Xiaole, you are the best. Who else can they pick? It's funny, that trash Lu Xingchen also went to participate in the mecha competition you mentioned."

    Lu Xingchen thought that he did these little things, she didn't know, even if a mouse ran past Lu Zhai, it was under her nose!

    Su Wei moved very quickly with the team, they had enough to eat and drink, and they had a good rest at night. Everyone is in good spirits.

    However, they were very unlucky. When they were still 20 kilometers away from β-5, they ran into three teams that were chased and killed.

.These nine people stabbed a Poison King Moth's nest somewhere, and were chased by a worker moth with wings of more than 10 meters wide. This bright red Poison King Moth is very scary, and its triangular wings are full of huge - big gang - hairs and The black poisonous powder can immediately form a red-yellow pustule when it stabs a person, and it looks very disgusting. The most powerful thing about them is a pair of evolved poisonous stylus on their heads, which can instantly cool their hearts.

    The team they chased and killed had run for dozens of kilometers, with injuries all over their bodies, lingering on.

    Su Wei probed with her mental power, and said solemnly, "Everyone, get ready, there are hundreds of poison king moths behind them. It's an old rule, don't use particle guns to directly attack their abdomens."

    The road was the only way to Beta-5, and this time they couldn't leave.

    "King Arthur" and others took out their daggers one after another, ready to go. .After a while, everyone heard the sound of dense wings.

    The fastest teenagers were covered in bags and their faces were swollen and deformed. Seeing Su Wei holding a fruit knife, they shouted angrily, "Are you all frightened, hurry up and attack them!"

    Their team's weapons have long been exhausted, and they can only swing the sticks, branches and stones they have picked up with their bare hands. And the team they met looked majestic, the energy weapon around the waist was full of blue light, and there was obviously ammunition.

    It can only be said that they are also completely stunned, and can only be slaughtered by the Zerg.

    However, the next scene made these teenagers stunned. I saw a beautiful figure bouncing up like a flash of lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to see. .The knife in his hand has become the sharpest weapon in the world, stronger than any particle gun. Wherever the knife light passes, one after another poisonous moth is smashed down, as if it is raining