Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

"It's me, I didn't expect it."

"I said, I will definitely let you kneel in front of me today."

Song Wenwen's opponent was the burly man he met earlier, named Liu Mang.

"It's okay, young man, because I have some connections with my family, I will operate in secret."

"I take back what I said before, you are not mentally retarded, you are a little bit better than mentally retarded."

"At most, it's brain damage." Song Wenwen said with a smile.

"What I do is within the rules."

"Today, I will make you, a waste, pay a heavy price."

"I want you to know that there is a difference between you and me." Liu Mang said in a arrogant tone.

"I agree with this statement. There is indeed a difference between the two of us."

"It's just that I am the cloud and you are the mud."

"As the saying goes, the name is like the person. You are called a hooligan, and I am called Wen Nuan. Once you hear it, you will know that you are a villain and I am a decent person."

"Since ancient times, evil has always prevailed against good. As a villain, are you ready to lose?" Song Wenwen asked.

Hearing what Song Wenwen said, Liu Mang laughed.

"Arguing with a piece of trash like you is a waste of time."

"Kneel down!" Liu Mang stopped talking nonsense with Song Wenwen, and rushed towards him as soon as he moved.

What he awakened is the power ability, and he is best at close combat.

As long as he is hit by him, he will not die or be disabled.

"Qiqi, why are you in the ring?"

"It's enough for me to beat him alone, you don't need to get involved in this matter." At this time, Song Wenwen suddenly looked behind Liu Mang and said.

Hearing what Song Wenwen said, Liu Mang turned his head subconsciously.

However, at this moment, Song Wenwen moved.

He took the brick he picked up just now, and slapped it on Liu Mang's head.

Liu Mang felt danger at this time, but before he had time to react, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

"boom!"

Accompanied by that, there was a crashing sound.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Liu Mang's body fell on the ring, unconscious.

"The Master said: Use bricks in fights. Use bricks to shine on your face. Don't mess around. Don't worry about it. If you want to die, you will die." Song Wenwen looked at the bricks in his hand and said.

"The winner, Song Wenwen from Class 7, Senior 3!" At this time, the referee on the ring said.

"That's it, how strong do you think it is?

Talk nonsense. "Song Wenwen said, jumped off the second ring and walked towards the class.

"Brother Dog, it's amazing. It's you who killed him immediately!" Seeing Song Wenwen come back, Yunde stepped forward and said.

"No matter how good your martial arts are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives."

"No matter how good the ability is, it can be knocked down with one brick!"

"Just like this, I can hit ten."

"Invincible is so, so lonely..." Song Wenwen said, and sang the song of invincible.

Compared to Song Wenwen's complacency, the teacher of the No. 1 Middle School looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

Although Liu Mang is not the strongest player in their school, he is also one of the seed players.

Otherwise, they would not be selected to come to No. 6 Middle School to compete.

If he had gone through a hard fight and lost in the end, they would have nothing to say.

After all, there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

But after getting into the ring, he was knocked down by someone without even showing his supernatural powers fully.

It's a shame to throw it home.

They won't say Song Wenwen is mean, because this is a fight, and the moment the two sides enter the ring, the two sides are hostile.

If it was a life-and-death battle, Liu Mang would probably be dead by now.

Therefore, not only would they not feel ashamed of Song Wenwen's behavior, but they even appreciated it a little.

Combat is to use the simplest means to defeat the opponent.

At this point, Song Wenwen did very well.

"What's the student's name?" At this time, an admissions teacher from the Third College pointed to Song Wenwen and asked.

"His name is Song Wenwen, the holder of the first place in our school's culture class."

"However, according to what we have learned, he has not awakened any abilities because of his damaged fate." A teacher from No. 6 Middle School said.

Hearing what this teacher said, the three teachers from the admissions office of the three major colleges had a flash of regret in their eyes at the same time. Biqu library

Without the ability to awaken, the road ahead would be completely blocked.

"There are still many good seedlings in our school!" said the principal of No. 6 Middle School.

"Are there any students who know the potential of supernatural abilities?" A beautiful teacher from the Admissions Office asked.

"We were afraid that our confidentiality work was not good enough, so we simply did not count."

"Just wait for them to become a blockbuster." The principal of No. 6 Middle School said.

A long time ago, all students concentrated on awakening

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Who has awakened what type, what potential ability is clear at a glance.

Only in this way, the confidentiality is too poor.

Once a good seedling appears, it is easy to be targeted.

Ten years ago, nine out of ten Tianjiao with S-level potential and above in the Dragon Kingdom were attacked and killed.

The Dragon Kingdom was furious, and all suspected countries were visited by the Dragon Kingdom powerhouses.

In that battle, many strong men from all countries fell.

Almost, a world war broke out.

Since then, the awakening of supernatural beings in the Dragon Kingdom has been carried out in their respective homes, and there is no need to report.

Therefore, except for the closest relatives, no one else knows what abilities others have awakened.

Otherwise, with Yunde and Tang Qiqi's sss-level potential abilities, I'm afraid the people from the Third Court would have already overtaken them.

"I hope there will be some peerless genius." The beautiful teacher said.

"I would like to ask how No. 1 Middle School selected these ten seed players." At this time, the principal of No. 6 Middle School looked at the teacher of No. 1 Middle School and asked.

"We didn't choose them deliberately, but we just informed them of the friendly exchange at No. 6 Middle School and asked them to sign up voluntarily."

"So, here they are!" said a teacher from No. 1 Middle School.

"In this simulated confrontation, students with real strength will probably try their best to hide their weakness, while students with average strength will instead try their best to perform."

"These little guys now don't know who they learned from, and they hide deeper than one."

"If you want to see their true strength, I'm afraid you have to take the college entrance examination." An admissions teacher from the third college said.

"It's a good thing to learn to hide our clumsiness. It depends on whether they can fool us." Another teacher from the admissions office said.

Rivalry is actually pretty boring.

Because the strength of most people is not much different, and without systematic training, fighting is like a child fighting.

The only thing to watch is that you can see all kinds of abilities.

Of course, you can only see the type of ability, not even the potential level of the ability.

"Yunde, Class 7, Class 3, Class 7, Class 30, Wang Xuewu, please come to Ring No. 8." At this moment, the trumpet sounded.

"Brother Dog, look at my performance!" Yunde said to Song Wenwen, then turned and walked onto the ring.

Song Wenwen was quite curious about Yunde's abilities.