I'm very interested in the ability to read

"The rules of the competition are very simple. Each side sends 15 people to play, and each person counts as one winner. The first one to reach 8 wins is the winner. We will decide the specific game method. If you win, you will get "One Ping" "Coastline", how about this card?"

In the bright gymnasium, following Leza's voice, people who had been exercising and exercising around the venue gradually gathered around.

Jing Yang looked around, because the people he had controlled to lead the way had died, and there seemed to be several new faces here. I don’t know if Leza was a death row inmate from some prison.

"It's okay if you don't have any objections." Leiza continued, "The way of competition is sports. Our members will compare with you in the sports they are good at."

After he finished speaking, a little blue hat in the crowd behind him stepped forward and said, "I'll be the first one. Let's compete in boxing."

His hands were wrapped in bandages, and he obviously loved boxing matches.

Little Blue Riding Hood pointed to the boxing ring in the corner of the venue and asked Jing Yang and others: "Who will be my opponent?"

Leza added in a timely manner: "Let me state in advance that each person can only play once, so the same person cannot win multiple games."

This is to prevent both sides from sending only one of the strongest members to win 8 games in a row. Then why are the others here, are they here to hug you? If you want to hug me, you should hug at least 8 thighs, but if you only hold one thigh, it’s not very exciting.

"King Yi" shouted in the crowd: "I'm coming!"

Bisji looked up and saw a figure leaping out and jumping onto the boxing ring.

"Can he do it?" Bisji asked quietly.

Of course she can see that from "Jing Yi" to "Jing Thirteen", they are all completely controlled by Jing Yang. It can be said that these 13 people now are Jing Yang's 13 clones. However, after all, they are just clones picked up on the roadside, and their quality varies greatly. No matter how skillful a woman Jing Yang is, if the body and aura she controls are too weak, she will not be able to make a meal without rice.

"It should be no problem." Jing Yang said, and everyone gathered around the boxing ring. Little Blue Riding Hood and "Jing Yi" were already facing each other on the stage.

"Ah." Xiaodi was surprised. The arena was a bit high, and when she lowered her eyes a little, she could see the densely packed black runes on the floor of the arena, woven into strange patterns.

Bisji whispered: "This is a divine word. It seems that the ability to read is not prohibited in competitions."

"That's right." Leiza turned to look over and said with a smile, "In all competitions, as long as they do not directly violate the rules, telekinesis is not prohibited, nor is the use of props made with telekinesis."

Bisji gave him a harmless smile.

The competition in the ring is about to begin.

"Are you ready?" "Jingyi" asked the other party, while biting the frenulum with his teeth and putting on the gloves.

"I'll give you my exact words." Little Blue Riding Hood's fists and gloves collided with each other, "Come on over here, rookie." He could tell by looking at the opponent's posture that the opponent had never boxed before.

"I have never boxed, but I still have a little bit of experience in fighting in the ring."

The owner of a certain sky arena said this and stepped forward to greet him.

There was no suspense, "Jing Yi" won.

With Xingbiao's meticulous and complete control over the body, additional self-healing ability, and Jing Yang's rich experience in fighting all the way from the bottom of the Sky Arena to the position of the host... If you still can't solve a problem, you need to arrange the divine words to assist your reading ability. If you are a rookie, that would be outrageous.

Although "King Yi" doesn't have many thoughts, the conclusion remains the same.

"King Yi" covered his almost broken shoulder bone, walked to the edge of the field and sat down against the wall. This minor injury can be healed by just taking a breather.

"You plan to win by one." Leiza said to Jing Yang and others, "Then, the second game."

"Let's compete in basketball." A little black hat came up from behind him, holding a basketball in his hand. He grinned and said, "Let's compete in 1v1 bullfighting and hit 10 balls."

Jing Yang and others looked at each other in confusion. Among the remaining 12 clones, he chose "Jing San", a macho man who looked as strong as a chimpanzee. "It's you."

"Jing San" became more and more popular.

"Let you go first." Little Black Hat threw the basketball over, "With such heavy muscles, don't you have poor physical coordination?"

"Jing San" caught the ball with one hand, spun it twice, looked at the five-pointed star trademark pattern on the ball, smiled slightly and said: "You are not happy with your life, you? Just wait for 10 to 0."

The little black hat lowered his center of gravity, opened his arms, took a defensive posture, and said with a smile: "Don't be so unconfident, you can always score 1 point. How about I do a good job and give up 2 points."

"Jing San" didn't push him too much, he just stood there and stood there.

"The posture is so ugly and messy. It's impossible to get in." Little Black Hat put his hands on his hips and said speechlessly. When he looked back, his eyes widened - the basketball was clearly heading for Sanbu, but when it flew past, The basketball floated upwards for a while, and everyone watched helplessly as the basketball hollowed into the net with an unscientific trajectory and scored a goal.

Controlled the ball? Leza thought.

"You are staring at me with such big eyes. Didn't you say that you are not prohibited from using telekinesis?" "Jing San" said confidently.

Stars have always been able to control objects. Jing Yang's first motivation was to control the wild wolf by controlling his hair. However, compared to humans and animals that can move on their own, dead objects themselves are dead, and it takes a lot of effort to control them. Qi, and the larger the object, the more Qi consumed per second. But it's just a small deviation of the trajectory of the basketball at the critical moment, which is still easy.

So this game also lost its suspense. "Jing San" won the second victory.

Game 3: Weightlifting.

A short, strong man wearing a yellow pointed hat walked out of the crowd at Leizha Fang. He chuckled and said, "The big man won the basketball just now, so he can't play again."

Jing Yang nodded and said, "You were careless."

Bisji asked: "How about I come?"

"If Aunt Bi shows her true strength, of course she can kill both of them with each hand..." Jing Yang said, receiving a small punch on the cheek, he lowered his voice, "Look at Leiza, he looks unhurried. , this guy will definitely show up and take the blame. Aunt Bi, you are our ace, you can’t play it out now."

"Humph. Should we give up this time? Of the few people you have left, no one can lift weights as well as the opponent."

"Have you decided yet?" The stocky little yellow hat was already standing in front of the barbell urging the muttering Jing Yang.

Jing Yang signaled Bi Si Ji to be calm, and then Xiao Di noticed Wu Er, who was wandering behind the crowd, approaching him. Everyone on the other side, except Le Za, was stunned.

"We'll take it." Jing Yang pointed at Wu Er.

A moon-white tiger came out like this, walking calmly and calmly towards the barbell area - it's so pitiful that the short and strong men they were lifting were only taller in height because of the tip of the little yellow hat they were wearing. Slightly better than this big tiger with four feet on the ground, within one!

The stocky little yellow hat blushed: "Old, how can Tiger count!"

Wu Er walked to the barbell, stood up, and a large shadow cast a shadow, covering him. Wu Er pulled the barbell twice with his front legs, changed several positions, nodded towards Jing Yang, and then turned to stare at the short and sturdy little yellow hat in confusion, which made the latter almost collapse on his legs and sit on the ground.

"How can this be done!"

"Can Tiger still compete?"

"It's a foul!"

"Let me be fair. If you violate the rules, the other party should be punished and get out of here!"

The pointed hats behind Leza were in an uproar.

"Quiet." Lei Zayun said lightly, "Since this miserable moon tiger has a game ring, it is one of the players, and of course it is eligible to participate. Okay, if both players are ready, let's start. .”

So the third weightlifting competition began.

So the third weightlifting competition ended quickly. When the short and sturdy little yellow hat finally got red in the face and failed to lift the 1-ton barbell, Wu Er next to him carried the 5-ton barbell and lifted it up like a human being. After Leiza announced that he had won, He actually put the 5-ton barbell on the ground with ease, and then let out a triumphant roar, and the short and stocky little yellow hat next to him fainted.

"The following is the fourth scene." Leza didn't take it seriously at all.

Bisji glanced at him. He has lost three games in a row, but he still has this unhurried attitude...

The fourth game, arm wrestling.

"Jing Shisan" came on the stage, left a star mark directly on his palm, and took down the opponent's fat man with a blue hat and black hat.

Xiao Ti read it carefully and turned to look at Jing Yang.

Jing Yang couldn't help but laugh, this move was exactly the same trick he used when he and Xiao Di were fighting each other.

The fifth game, vault.

The slender "Jing Qi" appears on the stage. Relying on Xingbiao's self-control and without risk of injury, "Jing Qi" can handle any difficult technical moves. There is even Jing Yang's body to fine-tune his posture through remote control. ...Winning the 5th victory without any doubt.

Game 6, high jump.

"Jingjiu" used his strength to destroy his legs, crazily squeezing the strength of his legs and lower limbs, and jumped on the spot with a "boom", almost nailing his head into the ceiling of the stadium... He looked at Little Red Riding Hood, Leizha Fang, who was competing next to him. Stunned, he gave up and admitted defeat. There is no need to compare, this person is a lunatic!

The seventh game, 50-meter sprint.

Everyone made space and drew a 50-meter track in the gymnasium. Leizha Fang sent out a little purple hat that looked like Usain Bolt at first glance. Little Purple Hat jumped on the spot twice, moved his legs to warm up, then grinned at Jing Yang and others and said: "It's a pity that the big tiger can't come to the stage. Otherwise, I really want to compete with it!"

"There is no tiger, let the little bird make do with it." Jing Yang said, fishing behind Bisiji. It turned out that the rock bird was lazily dozing on the skirt behind Bisiji's waist.

Little Purple Hat Bolt was startled and sent a bird to race with me. Is this even okay?

However, Leza seemed to have no objection.

Competitors from both sides are ready at the starting line. Yanque looked confused, where am I, what am I going to do, what do these people see me doing? ——Who is this next to you?

"Get ready-" Leza raised his voice.

Jing Yang directly activates the star mark on the rock bird to control it. Just use the half-finished wind telekinesis ability!

"run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bolt charged like a cheetah, like a gust of black wind.

He is like the wind, and the rock bird has transformed into the wind.

The little gray bird spread its wings, and the small amount of air around it turned into wind. It seemed to be integrated with the surrounding wind in a strange way. When flying close to the ground, the wind resistance was no longer resistance, but became a boost, and in turn actually As if pushing this small wind group forward.

When Bolt gritted his teeth and crossed the finish line of 50 meters, the good news was that he broke his personal best and broke the 5-second mark!

The bad news is, that bird's time was 5 seconds.

WTF? ? ?

Bolt took off his little purple hat, returned to the crowd with a gloomy look, and let out a long sigh.

"This side has already won 7 games."

Bisji looked at Leza, "It's time for him to start telling the truth. If I guessed correctly, his plan is..."

Leza smiled slightly, pushed aside the rest of the crowd, and said to Jing Yang and others, "Okay, now it's up to me. My competition... is 8v8 dodgeball."

"Both sides will have 8 players each. Based on the final result, whichever side wins will be counted as 8 wins." He said calmly, "I have already selected the players on my side."

While he was speaking, seven dolls appeared on the ground around him that were similar to the prisoners on death row he had captured. They were all wearing pointed hats and gray sportswear, but these dolls each had sharp teeth. , and the pointed hat covers the upper half of the face. There is a number marked on the front of the hat and the chest of the sportswear.

The numbers from 1 to 7 correspond to their different body types: fat, short, tall and thin.

Leiza stood among them with her arms akimbo, like a beach volleyball coach.

Sure enough. Bisiji secretly smiled. From the beginning, Leiza decided to decide the outcome of the 8 wins by himself. Others are simply here to make up the numbers.

Jing Yang looked at Leza's seven Nian Beasts, from the dwarf with the number 1 on his hat to the tallest and strongest one with 7 on his hat... It felt like the Nian Beast with the number 1 was almost 1,000 qi? The number 7 is almost like 7 thousand qi?

In other words, Leza released a total of 28,000 qi of thoughts in this one move, and Leza's body still looked calm and calm... It really suits his muscular and macho style. There is so much energy. !

"Can Nian beasts also participate?" Xiaodi asked curiously.

"Okay." Leza said.

"In that case," Jing Yang smiled slightly, and released a large ball of Nian Qi from his body, which condensed into a Nian beast that looked like a Taoist nun in a light blue Taoist robe, with big sleeves and a jade mask.

He released a lot of energy all at once, but his own breath only dropped a little... It was indeed very powerful... Leza squinted his eyes and looked at the Taoist nun.

Then, the players from both sides walked to the two sides of the court and took their positions.

Leza's side is Leza and 7 dolls.

Jing Yangfang is Jing Yang, Taoist nun, Xiao Di, Bi Siji and four people from "Jing 8" to "Jing 11".

"First, let me explain the specific dodgeball rules."

Leza stood on the opposite side and talked eloquently, "The game will take the form of 1 person off the court as a substitute and 7 people on the court. When the number of people on the court is cleared to 0, it will be judged as a loss..."

He talked a lot eloquently. In short, whoever is hit by the ball and fails to catch it will be out of the game.

However, you can come back after being sentenced to outside the court, but no matter how many people are outside the court, only one can return to the court and rejoin the battle after shouting "bAcK".

Jing Yang didn't pay much attention to this and so on, until finally Lei Za pointed to the sidelines. A short puppet with the number 0 on its head stood there at some point and shouted to both sides on the court: "Okay... the game begins." I am No. 0 in charge of refereeing. Please give me your advice. 』

He can't feel any anger at all... The amount of thought assigned to him is 0? Just a shell? As Jing Yang thought this, referee No. 0 had already thrown the volleyball high in the center of the court, and the two sides were fighting for the ball.

Xiaodi jumped slightly and took the volleyball in his hand. Only then did he realize that No. 6, who was fighting for the ball on the opposite side, didn't move at all.

On the opposite side, Leza and Dolls 1 to 7 got into a catching position and said, "You attack first."

"..." Xiaodi weighed the ball thoughtfully, then held the volleyball in his left hand and smashed it directly towards the opposite side.

boom! !

The volleyball made a loud sound and hit Leza straight in the face.

boom!

The volleyball was caught by Leiza with one hand. It seemed to be still spinning in his hand, and wisps of green smoke came out.

"Oh?" Xiaodi was surprised that the other party accepted it so easily.

Leiza said without changing his expression: "He attacked me directly. There are obviously those who are easier to knock out of the field."

He motioned to the dolls No. 1 and No. 2 beside him who looked short and thin.

Xiao Didi said: "Anyway, if I don't deal with you, it will be the same."

"Well said." Leza smiled slightly, "Then, it's my turn."

He took a breath, and with a standard posture like a baseball pitcher, he threw the volleyball towards the opposite side, as if it was a meteorite. The sound of breaking through the air was already in front of "Jing Shiyi" in the blink of an eye.

Specializing in picking weak persimmons, right?

"Jing Shiyi" shouted, I'm not someone to be bullied!

He gathered all the meager energy in his body, poured it into his hands, and pushed towards the incoming "meteorite". Suddenly, he felt his hands light up and his whole body felt warm. Almost at the same time, he heard the sound of water splashing and hitting the wall in the distance behind him.

Jing Yang looked at the disappeared arms of "Jing Shiyi" and the blood hole blasted through his chest and abdomen. Then he looked at the blood splattered on the ground behind "Jing Shiyi" and almost embedded in the back wall. The bloody volleyball smashed out a large spiderweb of cracks...

"Jing Shiyi" cursed secretly: "Fuck your mother Leza, if you had told me earlier, I would have canceled the star control!"