The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 128 [Don't leave after school, I'll call someone]

  126,

  In the practice field, several people sat around together, all four pairs of eyes focused on Yuan Bei.

  Yuan Bei was a little flustered, he panicked, and accidentally threw Zhao Shiying on the head and fell asleep.

  Experience +10

   Now don't panic.

   Still a little comfortable.

   "So you mean, after [Arena] has mutated, you can now bring your...teammates in together?"

   "The consumption will be exaggerated?"

   "Now at most one person can be brought in?"

   Yan Huohuo analyzed calmly.

  Yuan Bei shook his head and clarified: "It's not [Arena], it's [Group Fighting Space]."

  The name cannot be changed randomly!

   It’s rare to have such a suitable name for the skill itself. He originally wanted to call it [Don’t leave after school, I’ll call someone], but it’s too vulgar to think about it, so he let go of the idea.

   But at this time, no one paid attention to him.

  Yan Huohuo turned to look at Zhang Xiner and said, "What do you think?"

  Zhang Xiner pondered: "I've never heard of it."

  Zhao Shiying: "See what you have never seen."

  Zhang Peng was silent for a long time: "Smelly shameless."

   "What a good berserker skill, it turned out to be so mutated that you fight more and fight less, not enough heroes! It's really... really enviable."

  Yuan Bei: "..."

  Yan Huohuo asked again: "Then the match...?"

  Zhang Xiner's eyes were bright, she looked around and said, "I have found a way to deal with Wu Qianbo and the others. They have nothing to fear."

  Zhao Shiying: "I feel stable."

  Zhang Peng: "I want to play support."

  Seeing how these people acted like a sketch, Yuan Bei couldn't laugh or cry.

  But it's okay to think about it, after all, even a player like Yu Xiangnan, who has seen the world, made Zhen silent for a while.

  But soon, Yuan Bei knew that Zhang Peng's "I want to play support" was not a joke.

  Looking at Zhang Peng who suddenly stood up and walked in front of him.

   "Do you really want to practice with me?"

  Yuan Bei said with a strange expression.

   "Practice!"

  Zhang Peng said with red eyes: "I just want to beat you up, I'm too sour! And you have to use your hands to get used to the gene nucleus you just absorbed."

   "Don't don't don't!"

  Yuan Bei quickly waved his hand: "I can't beat it, but I can't beat it!"

   "Are you admitting defeat now?"

  Zhang Peng was taken aback.

  Yuan Bei quickly waved his hand again, with an expression of what are you thinking: "I mean you can't beat me, I'm too strong."

   "Genius after all."

   "You are not strong in shield battle duels."

  ? ? ? ?

  Zhang Peng became even more angry.

  When did I change jobs? What is a shield battle?

  He still really doesn’t believe it, I’m a berserker, but I can’t beat you as a small support...?

   Joke!

ten minutes later.

  Zhang Peng lay on the ground with a loveless expression on his face.

   "Why can't you beat it?"

"Ugh"

  Yuan Bei stood with his hands behind his back, looking as lonely as snow, and sighed softly: "Everyone says I'm a genius."

  Lying on the side, Zhang Peng shouted in grief and indignation:

   "Are you a genius? You obviously have friends to help you. Do you treat others like your thighs? You are greedy people's resources. You are cheap!"

"Hahaha"

  Yuan Bei laughed and cursed and kicked Zhang Peng: "When are you going to lie down, friend?"

   Zhang Peng laughed and grabbed Yuan Bei's extended hand, stood up all of a sudden, and patted Yuan Bei's shoulder: "Yes, you, hit me on the ground, are you satisfied now?"

  There was a smile in Zhang Peng's eyes. Although he was envious of Yuan Bei's progress, he was more happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

   After all, even before absorbing the gene core, Yuan Bei's training volume was the largest among the few, as if desperate, and at the same time, he was "taken care of" the most by Yan Huohuo.

  Every time at the end, this person's body softened into a puddle of mud, and he felt as if he could faint at any time. He gritted his teeth and persisted almost all the way.

  Sometimes even Yan Huohuo, a heartless and heartless person, can't bear to do it, but he still throws out the fire whip amidst Yuan Bei's scolding.

   These are all in their eyes.

   Thinking about it differently, Zhang Peng doesn't think he can do what Yuan Bei does.

   Paying and receiving may not necessarily be directly proportional, but they will not be inversely proportional.

   The desperate energy in Yuan Bei's bones makes several people feel admiration every time they see it. If such a person doesn't become stronger, who becomes stronger?

   Is Liang Zhijia?

  Patting Yuan Bei's shoulder again, Zhang Peng grinned and said, "You have to be careful of being overtaken by me, and don't be called Dad by me when the time comes."

   "Tsk."

  Yuan Bei clicked his lips, squinted his eyes and said nothing.

  Good friends are like this, they urge each other to make progress.

  Seeing that Yuan Bei has surpassed himself, Zhang Peng will only work harder.

   "I have indeed become stronger."

  Yuan Bei secretly sighed in his heart, the growth of strength always needs a reference object, and his previous reference has always been Zhang Peng.

   And until this time, he felt that the power in his hand was so real.

   It doesn't feel like nothingness, on the contrary, it feels very solid. This strength was obtained little by little after he had put in countless sweats and whips.

   This battle was easy.

  Golden rank gene core is indeed domineering. Although I don't know what it looks like after being absorbed by others, maybe because of obsessive-compulsive disorder, Yuan Bei has opened a lot of distance from Zhang Peng just in terms of strength.

   It didn't even help to fall asleep, he just relied on his exquisite stick technique to beat Zhang Peng the whole time.

   But Zhang Peng is not a coward. Under Zhang Xiner's high-pressure policy during this period, her strength has also made great progress, and she has been caught several times.

   After the battle, several people sat together again.

  Discussing the future, Yuan Bei has not absorbed the gene core before, so many things have not been settled, but now they can be discussed.

  But in the first step of tactical discussion, it fell into a quagmire.

  Faced with such skills, tactics seem to be dispensable, or the tactics are too obvious...especially when the strength is not much different.

   Two hits, one hit per second.

  Three delays and four waits, isn't this the end of the matter?

  This is equivalent to a **** stick.

  In a team battle, no matter how ingenious your opponent's tactics are, whether it's interlocking, or end-to-end, I'll just throw the table at you!

   What is the tactic? Can it be eaten?

   "Tactics... Tactics are still drilled before taking over, but Yuan Bei's skills must be saved for the last."

  In the end, Zhang Xiner made the final decision: "Don't reveal the effect of the mutation for now, just use it as an ordinary arena."

"Ok."

  Yuan Bei nodded lightly, which coincided with his thoughts.

   Soon, several people began to discuss the future training plan. Of course, it was Zhang Xiner who was talking, and the rest of them sat aside and listened obediently.

  …

   Early in the morning of the second day.

   Yuan Bei, who had already dealt with everything, came to Yu Xiangnan.

Target.

  Silver-order dimensional space—Jiuzhongshan!

   The two chapters were published together. Because there are no manuscripts to save, it is difficult to determine the update time. I will spare a few chapters to save manuscripts in the past two days. Then ask for a monthly pass or something. If it exceeds three digits, I will add a new chapter. Last time [an employee of a state-owned enterprise in the capital city] was tipped by my friend, so I won’t add more to him, but I’ll give you a word.

  (end of this chapter)