Chapter 32 The Battle of Eight Hundred Strength

With a "bang", the huge impact hit the sandbag with 600 force, and the sandbag was hit more than ten feet high.

"Wow, that's awesome!"

"Bkuang steel is really a natural magic power, and even 600 of them have been blown away!"

The people next to him keep talking about it. It can be seen that this steel is really a natural person with infinite power. He has no beast flame, and everything depends on natural strength, which is really not simple.

After hitting this punch, the steel also gasped, and the huge force consumed a lot of his physical strength.

"He can't pass the 700 level." Hate said softly to Xiaojiu.

"Maybe, he's really tired." Xiaojiu couldn't bear to watch Kuang withdraw from the competition like this. By intuition, he likes people like Kuang Gang and does everything with all his strength.

"He uses all his strength every time he punches. No wonder he is not tired." I hate the calm face.

Qi Changfeng said loudly, "Well, Kuang was the first to fly 600 sandbags. Who's next?"

At this time, Qin Zhan, who survived the last mountain patrol, came out. Since the last incident, he can no longer see the previous arrogance on his face. A total of 18 members of his team died in the last mountain patrol. For the core of his team, the blow is really a big blow. In more than a month, he has been quiet. After hard training, I don't know what the current grades will be?

"Qin Zhan, fight well!" The brothers of the 38th team kept inspiring Qin Zhan. In their opinion, Qin Zhan is still the pride of their team.

Qin Zhan nodded to his brother, walked to the side of the 600 sandbags, stretched out his fists, and stimulated the internal strength of his body. The beast flame surged up to his eyebrows in an instant and hit the sandbag. The sandbag gently shook a few times and did not move.

Qin Zhan did not succeed.

A sigh suddenly came from the side, and Qin Zhan looked depressed.

Qi Changfeng walked over and said, "Qin Zhan, don't be discouraged. The brothers who can fly 500 sandbags are already very good in our youth camp. Continue to work hard in the future."

"Thank you, head teacher!"

"The next one is Wang Li from Team 33!"

"Brother Li, you must succeed!" Xiaojiu shouted loudly.

King Li nodded and raised his fists at his team. Everyone cheered.

Qi Changfeng also looked at Wang Li carefully at this time. Last time he heard Yan Su say that Wang Li was a born dragon flame. Today, he would like to have a good experience.

"Wang Li, you can start."

Wang Li walked over, and the strange technique was used again last time. Everyone could clearly see that the blue dragon-shaped flame slowly climbed up the middle of his forehead, and at the same time, he could see a layer of blue halo all over his body, gently shaking, indescribably mysterious.

"Sure enough, it's a natural dragon flame!" Qi Changfeng was slightly shocked. Once when he was still in the camp, he saw that the beast flame emitted by the brave Hou Dongfangqing was similar to now, but it seemed that the dragon flame of the two seemed to be a little different.

Wang Li waved out hard, his fist with a burst of blue light, and hit the leather bag.

Another 'bang' sound. This time, the leather bag was swinged more than two feet high. Wang Li still walked forward quickly as last time, stabilized the sandbag, and his face was as calm as water.

"Wang Li, pass!" Qi Changfeng said loudly.

"Wang Li, you are so awesome!"

"Brother Li, I know you can do it!" Since the joining of Xiaojiu and Wang Li, the unknown 33 team has created glory again and again, and now they are shouting crazily, which is not too much.

The people standing next to the sand boxing court also looked at the teenager in surprise. Wang Li is a strange name for them. The name did not appear on the hero list, and some people have not even heard of it. However, from today on, no one in the youth camp will not know Wang Li, a blue dragon. Flame, a person with 600 strength.

Yan Su's heart relaxed a lot. Wang Li can hit 600 strength. He believes that he will definitely be able to enter the top five. This time, the 33 team finally came out with a decent figure. He couldn't help looking at Xiaojiu again. Wang Li has given him the answer. Can Xiaojiu bring him a bigger surprise?

Two people went up one after another, but unfortunately, they failed.

"The following is the first master of our youth camp, hate!"

As soon as they heard the voice of hatred, everyone went crazy. No one knew about his hatred in the youth camp. His record and his shooting skills were all talked about in the youth camp, and what would happen to his strength?

For hatred, Xiaojiu has now regarded him as his eldest brother. He believes that hatred is real, but he still walked to the hatred, stretched out his fist and punched him in the chest. "Hate brother, I'm waiting to see you fly 700!"

"Don't worry, little nine, I won't let you down!"

"I hate to take action. Come and have a look!"

"I haven't seen how much hatred is."

"Then open your eyes and look, the first master of our youth camp, that's worthy of the name!"

Hate ignored the voices around him at all. After talking to Xiaojiu, he walked to the 600 sandbag and didn't see how he did it work or stimulate internal force. He just punched the 600 sandbag quickly, and the sandbag flew high.

"Wow, that's awesome, a gentle punch!"

"Congratulations on passing the test!"

Hate is the most suspenseless and the easiest one.

It was followed by Yu Chong, who ranked second in the hero list, and he also passed.

When all the team members have finished hitting, there are only five people who can fly 600 sandbags, namely: Kuang Gang, Wang Li, Hate, Yu Chong, and Li Ting, who ranked fourth in the hero list.

"Congratulations to our five winners. Now we are going to hit the sandbag with 700 forces. Because some people may not be able to pass this level, the rules of this level need to be changed again. Within two feet high, whoever can hit the highest is the winner who can hit the sandbag out of two feet high. , you can directly enter the 800-power game, do you understand?

"I know!"

"Okay, starting from behind, the first one to play is Li Ting!"

Li Ting ranks fourth in the hero list. Of course, he has his ability, but he is still a little worried about this 700 sandbag.

"It's time to start, Li Ting!"

Qi Changfeng saw his worries and couldn't help reminding him.

Li Ting took action, and the 700 sandbags just shook slightly and did not move again.

"Okay, next, Yu Chong!"

Yu Chong ranked second on the hero list. It is rumored that his fist has great strength, but he doesn't know if he can fly this 700 now.

Yu rushed out his fist differently from others. Every time he put on the most favorable punching posture. Once he hit it, the strength of his waist, buttocks and legs will all be shown. However, today he may be tired, or maybe he can only use this kind of force. Seven hundred sandbags were hit by him more than one foot high, but not more than two feet. Boundaries.

Yu Chong smiled and saw that he was not very disappointed with his achievement.

"The next one, hate!"

Hate to appear again. This time, he did not punch rashly. Seven hundred sandbags are not small. Once the power is not in place, he may not be able to pass the limit of two feet.

Hate settled down and roared. The long hair on his head suddenly floated up, and then a fiery red flame surged up. After a while, the flame slowly moved, all of which spread to the hate's arm.

"Insent? Internal force transfer!" Xiaojiu has seen the internal force transfer of the old man in the thought space. Now he doesn't expect to hate it. No wonder he can shoot a rotary arrow, and keeps reminding himself to pour internal force on his legs when running.

The fiery fist touched 700 sandbags. Everyone saw that the sandbag had flown out of the limit of two feet, and the first hatred was indeed extremely strong.

"Hate, pass the test, the next one, Wang Li!"

Wang Li's current appearance has attracted everyone's attention. Not to mention a teenager, most of the sergeants outside the formal barracks can't do it.

Yan Su looked at Wang Li and said softly, "Wang Li, just try your best. Don't force it!"

It is very happy for Yan Su to enter the top five.

"I know, boss!"

Wang Li always had a calm face. With the dragon flame, he took action again. When he saw 700 sandbags crossing the two-foot boundary, everyone in the 33rd team shouted, shouted, and even cried again. In short, it was a mess.

"Oh, my God, Wang Li hit 700!"

"Wang Li, shoot the 800!"

Yan Su really doesn't know what to say to Wang Li. Now he seems to have seen Wang Li's name written on the youth list.

It's really surprising that there are still people who can compete for 800 places with me.

"Stop shouting, everyone!" Qi Changfeng shouted loudly that the people of the 33rd team were really too noisy, just like a group of crazy people walking on the street.

"Okay, don't quarrel, don't forget that we still have the last one to play, Kuang Gang!"

Kuang Gang's appearance is still very popular. His team applauds him, but he doesn't seem to have much confidence in the 700 sandbags. Maybe he is really hated. Every time this boy exerts too hard and consumes too much physical strength, now I'm afraid he can't resist. Heart.

Sure enough, although steel was born with magic power, this time it could only hit a 700 sandbag at a height of about half a foot, but failed.

In this way, all the three or four places in the competition came out, which are: third place, Yu Chong, ten points record; fourth place, Kuang Gang, five points record; fifth place, Li Ting, a little record.

Hate that both Wang Li and Wang Li have passed the competition of 700 forces. Now they will be greeted by 800 sandbags, and the first and second position will also be between the two of them.

Because the strength competition will consume a lot of physical strength, Qi Changfeng also temporarily decided to let hate and Wang Li rest for half an hour, and half an hour later is the time to compete for the first place.

"Wang Li, have a good rest. Now your opponent is only left with hatred. You can relax. It doesn't matter if you lose." Yan Su was afraid that Wang Li would be nervous and kept relieving his pressure.

Wang Li smiled and said, "Teaching, don't worry, I won't be nervous."

"That's good. This hatred is the best of our youth camp. I really hope you can defeat him!"

"Teaching head, I will try my best, but I don't think I've done my best."

Yan Su was shocked. If it is really like what Wang Li said, the strength of hatred should not reach a thousand catties. It seems that it is really difficult to get the first place, but if you can get the second place, it is also a good record that can't be better. After all, hate has been at the top of the hero list for four years, and no one can surpass him, and it is absolutely impossible to be without strength.

"Brother Li!" Listening to Xiaojiu's voice, Wang Li took a look and saw that Xiaojiu actually pulled hatred into his team.

"Wang Li, good job!" Hate to say hello first.

The people of the 33rd team also have a good influence on hatred, so there is no hostility to see the arrival of hatred.

"Hate big brother, you praise too much!" Wang Li said modestly.

"Praise, you know me. I usually don't praise people, but you are really awesome, you know? You have just entered the youth camp, and you are only ten years old, and you have been able to fly 700 sandbags, and now you have to hit 800. I was not so powerful when I was ten years old!" I hate to say it sincerely.

"Yes, Brother Li, you two have to work hard later. No matter which one wins, I will be very happy!" Xiaojiu put their hands tightly together.

Wang Li looked at the hatred and suddenly said seriously, "Hate big brother, do I have a request?"

"You said!"

"Wait for the next game, I hope you will do your best, and I will use all my strength to achieve our best together, okay?"

Hate looked at Wang Li sincerely again and nodded, "I promised Xiaojiu to show him my real strength today!" I will do my best!"

"Me too!" Wang Li held the hateful hand hard.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Qi Changfeng greeted the two of them.

"Which one of you two will appear first? Do you want to catch turtles?"

There is a lot of attention to the appearance, especially when there are only two people left. If the first person plays well, it will cause a lot of pressure on the second person to appear, so Qi Changfeng has this question.

"Brother Wang Li, you'd better come first!"

Hate that his strength is clear. Once he is allowed to go first, he is really afraid of affecting Wang Li.

Wang Li didn't say anything and walked over slowly.

"Well, the first one to appear is Wang Li from the 33rd Team!"

Wang Li closed his eyes tightly and slowly stimulated his internal force. Long Yan gathered in his eyebrows again, and the blue light also surrounded him for a moment, emitting bursts of blue halo.

Everyone couldn't take their eyes off.

Suddenly, Wang Li quickly opened his eyes and tried his best to hit his right fist. At this time, the dragon flame in his eyebrows gathered on his right fist like lightning, and the blue dragon wrapped his fist and hit the sandbag fiercely.