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The seven contestants increased the speed of the aircraft to the limit. They rushed towards Zhang Ming, hoping to take advantage of his handlessness to deal with this threatening competitor.

Under the design of Ebony Throat, the selection was covered with a bloody veil from the very beginning.

In the initial session, Ebony Throat forced everyone to kill the compatriots on their own planet, so in the subsequent sessions, when facing contestants from other planets, they would feel less burdened when killing them.

It can be predicted that the next battle will become increasingly fierce.

The seven people who attacked came from different planets. Although they had the same purpose of killing Zhang Ming, they were also wary of each other and kept a certain safe distance from each other.

Zhang Ming saw this and directly activated the skill "Understanding Applause" to improve the effect of his verbal persuasion.

"Leave. The trials have just begun. It is meaningless for you to attack me at this time. On the contrary, you will be injured and become the target of others."

What Zhang Ming said was the truth. Even if half of the contestants were eliminated because of the first round, there are still more than 5,000 competitors. It is very stupid to insist on attacking him now.

The straightforward words and the effect of "understanding the applause" made the seven attackers hesitate. They looked at each other with a bit of confusion in their eyes. At this moment, an idea came to their minds:

This guy is right, the battle will last for a long time, and with a large base of 5,000 people, protecting yourself is the best decision compared to killing your opponent.

Why...are you so impulsive suddenly? They feel something is wrong.

However, there was a thin man with a bald head and blindfold hiding in the distance at the very back of the contestants. He crossed his fingers with his hands and put them to his lips, muttering a spell in a low voice. Next to him, there was another man nearly two meters tall with long hair and a long hair on his back.

The woman, who was also blindfolded, quietly guarded the knife.

As the bald man recited the incantation, the eyes of the seven attackers instantly became cloudy, and their newly awakened consciousness became chaotic again. A voice appeared in their minds, and in their chaotic consciousness, it was like a light, guiding them.

their actions.

"Kill him...kill him..."

The seven people read out the words in their minds one after another, and like crazy beasts, they pounced on Zhang Ming.

"There is a mind controller among the contestants!" said a contestant in the cabin.

Even in the universe, the ability to control other people's minds is still very rare, especially the contestants participating in the trials are all powerful warriors with incomparable inner tenacity.

In less than a minute, it takes extremely terrifying psychic power to control seven players, not to guide them spiritually, but to make them perform psychological manipulations that go against their own interests.

For a moment, whether it was the contestants on the scene or the audience watching the battle through the drone's camera, one name appeared in everyone's mind: Superstar.

The most powerful telepath under Thanos' command.

Zhang Ming, who has powerful psychic abilities and is expected to become the next superstar's mind controller, can fly alone and easily carry a cabin of more than 50 tons.

Less than five minutes into the trial, the tense atmosphere of the battle has been infinitely heightened.

However, compared to the audience who were drinking and looking forward to the fighting scene in excitement, the contestants standing in the cabin clenched their fists one by one.

"Rationality tells me that he will definitely throw away the cabin to facilitate the attack of seven enemies, but I always feel that he will - do it!"

Before this player could finish speaking, he flew up due to weightlessness.

Seven people had already rushed in front of them. Zhang Ming didn't hesitate at all. He used both arms to throw the cabin high like a box.

Bang!

The first attacker waved his fist. Zhang Ming pushed away his fist, twisted his elbow, and punched the opponent in the face. Before he finished the action, the second three attackers came over. One of them was as soft as

Noodles, he wrapped around Zhang Ming, and the other person pulled out a laser knife and stabbed Zhang Ming in the chest.

"No one said that your ability is a bit disgusting?" Zhang Ming frowned for the first time.

The laser knife stabbed him in the chest, but without breaking his defense, he punched the opponent away. Compared with the knife, what made Zhang Ming feel more uncomfortable was the man hugging him tightly from behind.

There is a "needle" stuck in my waist.

Is this a mental attack? Zhang Ming thought with nausea.

He tried to throw the opponent away, but to no avail, so he punched a few more times. The opponent's soft body perfectly absorbed the force and even transferred the force of the blow to Zhang Ming.

Seeing the four people behind him attacking at the same time, Zhang Ming gathered Yang Lei in the palm of his hand. Because he controlled it properly, there were no sparks flickering, and he slapped the "noodle man" on the body——

boom!

A violent explosion occurred, and the noodle man's whole body became charred black. He lost his softness and fell like coke. Under the impact of the explosion, the four attackers were swept away, and the aircraft of two unlucky ones were shattered by the shock wave.

, and fell down together with the noodle man.

The last two people.

Zhang Ming did not give them time to recover and took the initiative.

His flying ability relies on Asgard's magic necklace. The necklace determines the speed of flight based on the amount of energy injected into it. Relying on the surging Yang Lei in his body, Zhang Ming's flying speed far exceeds the standard individual aircraft provided by Ebony Maw.

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It took him half a second to get close to one of them. His special ability was to shoot hot rays through his eyes, but he still couldn't break through the defense of his clothes. After knocking him away, Zhang Ming grabbed the last person's arm.

At an angle that no one could see, Mr. Zhu’s Rolex disappeared from Zhang Ming’s wrist and was put on the other’s hand.

The boring effect is activated.

A few kilometers away, the bald and blindfolded psychic man covered his head in pain.

Zhang Ming's eyes locked on him.

The target has been determined, but now is not a good time to deal with the opponent. There will be opportunities later.

Rolex returned and dealt with the last attacker. Zhang Ming raised his right hand, and the cabin he threw up fell back down. He caught it steadily.

"Oh my God! What did I see!"

It wasn't until this moment that the audience came back to their senses.

It was too fast. From Zhang Ming throwing him out of the cabin to fighting and then catching him again, the whole process took less than ten seconds. Putting aside the two contestants who fell because of the aircraft, the remaining five people showed their respective performances in a short period of time.

Ability.

Boxing skills, sword skills, super powers... Namek's broadcasters also thoughtfully attached the information and past achievements of these seven players at the bottom of the screen to ensure that the audience can clearly understand their strength.

However, so many powerful warriors were able to hold on under Zhang Ming for less than ten seconds. After killing seven people, Zhang Ming's data on the ranking list increased again.

Compared to the cheers from the outside world, everyone in the cabin was hugging each other. They did not expect that they could really survive. The purpose of many people participating in the competition was simply because of the promises made by the Namek puppet government, such as focusing on building their

Hometown, cure family members' illnesses.

After all, there are only a few people who want to truly work for Thanos.

A few minutes later, Zhang Ming put down the cabin, and twenty-five people came out. They put their fists on their chests, bent down deeply, and expressed their deepest respect to Zhang Ming.

"Please be sure to become the new Black Glory Five Generals."

"If people like you, no, like you, can become the Five Black Generals, there will be hope for the revival of Namek."

Zhang Ming said goodbye to the twenty-five contestants, watched them leave on the working group's spaceship, then turned around and looked at the abandoned city in front of him.

He took the first step, and the annoying voice of the ebony throat appeared again.

"Congratulations to the 5,772 contestants who survived successfully. You have completed the first round of transformation."

"Before the competition, in order to ensure fairness, the working group confiscated your powerful weapons and only allowed the contestants to keep some cold weapons and small-caliber firearms. I know this will make you very uncomfortable."

"In order to allow you to better adapt to the battlefield and show better performance, I dropped many weapons in advance on the duel island. It is expected that in three minutes, you will be able to check the location of the weapons through the participation medal."

"Of course, you can see it, and others can also see it. Whoever has a powerful weapon first will take the initiative, so..."

"Dear players, I look forward to your performance."