National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 254 Actual Combat

Chapter 254 Actual Combat

"Don't bother me. Researching rituals is one of my hobbies. Just stay here. I'll ask my assistant to arrange a room for you."

"Ah, that's right!"

Mo Yunxiao was about to get up when he suddenly thought of something.

"It just so happens that one month later it will be the Concrete Vocational Qualification Certificate application assessment held by the Federation every six months. We also have a group of players from Beihe Heavy Industries who are actively preparing for the exam. How about going there with me to have a look?"

Seeing Fang Heng's bewildered face, Mo Yunxiao explained patiently.

"The federation implements strict controls on players' unlocking behavior, and only after passing the assessment is it considered to have a legal identity."

"In addition to identity and background, the content of the assessment also has some requirements for strength."

Fang Heng nodded, feeling puzzled.

But what's so good about that thing?

Moreover, he instinctively disliked this kind of federal control behavior.

Besides, he has now turned on the first level of concretization, and he is already considered a 'black household'.

He will not participate in any assessment in the future.

"Ha, just do me a small favor. I'll take you to my game hall first. I believe everyone will welcome you very much."

Mo Jiawei became interested as soon as he heard it, "Game hall? Uncle, I want to go too!"

……

North River Stadium.

The game hall is the largest one.

In the center of the venue, twelve large arenas are placed in sequence.

Futons, training stakes, boxing gloves...

Most of the students are between 30 and [-] years old.

Fang Heng also saw a few disaffected young people.

At first glance, this place looks more like a martial arts gym?

As soon as he stepped into the stadium, some memories about his body resurfaced in Fang Heng's mind.

Since junior high school, Fang Heng has been training in a game hall similar to this.

He suffered a lot, and it took him more than four years to brush all attributes to the full value of 5 points.

Ordinary players are different. After they enter the game, their basic attributes generally fluctuate in the range of 3-4.5.

Mo Yunxiao clapped his hands, led Fang Heng to the center of the biggest arena, and called the players who were training in the arena to gather.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Fang Heng."

Hearing Fang Heng's name, the underground players discussed in low voices.

"Fang Heng? So familiar... Where have I heard it before?"

"Idiot, Demon Tower, have you ever heard of a boy genius? It was popular for a while at that time."

"Huh? Really him?"

"Who is it? Is it very powerful?"

"I haven't heard of it, I don't know."

"It used to be very powerful, but I heard that it was abolished for some reason."

"That's right, it's him, I searched his name on the Internet..."

what's the situation?Are you quite famous?

Fang Heng was also a little puzzled by the voices of the players who heard it.

"Fang Heng used to be a professional player, but due to some reasons, he withdrew from the stage of professional players. During this time, he will conduct some recovery training with us. Everyone is welcome."

All the students stopped discussing and applauded sparsely.

"Then..." Mo Yunxiao looked around the crowd with a smile, "Is there anyone who wants to compete with Fang Heng?"

Ok?

Fang Heng turned to look at Mo Yunxiao.

Mo Yunxiao still had a faint smile on his face.

He went over to Fang Heng's ear and whispered in Fang Heng's ear: "It's okay, it's just for fun, remember to use all your strength, or you will suffer."

"I come!"

Among the many players, an energetic young man waved his hand excitedly, bravely stepped out of the crowd, and stood opposite Fang Heng.

The rest of the players also pushed back one after another, forming a circle, leaving enough room for the two of them to perform.

Fang Heng frowned.

What's the meaning?Play directly?

Mo Jiawei was so excited that he cheered on Fang Heng in the crowd, "God, come on! Fuck him!"

"call out!"

Seeing Fang Heng standing there with a grin, Wu Peng felt a little upset.

Wu Peng cupped his fists at Fang Heng.

"I'm Wu Peng, 29 years old, first-order concretization, please advise."

After all, Wu Peng approached cautiously, launched an attack tentatively, and swept his huge fist from Fang Heng's right side.

Fang Heng knew that he possessed the first-order materialization ability.

His average basic attribute is about 30, which is much higher than ordinary people!

Although he can't use the skill in the game - bullet time, but the high agility attribute and perception perception still allow him to clearly capture and judge the entire trajectory of Wu Peng's punch.

The attacking fist was still in the air.

Fang Heng's physical memory was activated.

As if he had rehearsed it thousands of times in advance, Fang Heng moved his footsteps to the side for a small half step, his body slightly turned to the side, and easily dodged Wu Peng's fist.

Raising his right hand, he punched Wu Peng in the face with his fist.

One shot is full force!

The speed of punching reached the limit that Fang Heng could achieve!

Wu Peng instantly felt enveloped by a punch.

Shouldn't the professors on both sides try it out first?

Wu Peng was so frightened by the punch that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he quickly withdrew his hands to protect his body.

"boom!"

"Tread, step, step."

Wu Peng was punched on the arm, and took three steps back in a row, with a look of disbelief on his face.

What a heavy fist!

There was also a flash of surprise in Mo Yunxiao's eyes.

The entire venue was also a little quiet for a while.

Among the people on the training ground, Wu Peng's strength is the top group.

How many steps were knocked back with one punch?

Wu Peng curled his lips and shook his numb right hand.

He didn't feel that he was not strong enough, but that he was careless.

Just as he was about to continue, he saw that Mo Yunxiao had already walked in front of Fang Heng.

"Clap clap clap..."

Mo Yunxiao took the lead and applauded.

The students also reacted when they saw this, and applauded together.

"That's all for today's discussion, let's continue training."

Is this the end of the game?

The students were quite disappointed.

Everyone dispersed one after another, continuing to train and chat in twos and threes.

Fang Heng stood aside, bowing his head in thought.

In the game, his strength attribute is already higher than 30 points.

With all his strength, a fist easily pierced through the thinner steel plate.

But when he fought Wu Peng just now, he felt that the opponent's strength was not much inferior to his own.

There are people outside!

Fang Heng felt that he was a little bloated recently.

I thought that my strength attribute was already at the top, but I didn't expect that if I pulled anyone out of the training ground, I would be able to fight myself.

"Wu Peng is the top group of these people. He has already entered the middle-level game. According to his strength, there is absolutely no problem in passing the application for the Federation Concretization Qualification Certificate."

Mo Yunxiao walked up to Fang Heng and whispered, "In addition, his strength attribute is 9.4."

what?

Only 9.4?

Fang Heng suspected that he had heard it wrong. He turned his head and looked at Mo Yunxiao in surprise.

"Are you aware? Your in-game Strength attribute is at least 15, right?"

"Ah."

Fang Heng nodded.

"You just started the ritual, but you didn't really master the ritual skills."

Mo Yunxiao also had a smile on his face, and the surprise in his heart was not less than Fang Henglai's.

It's just a beginner's game, and his basic strength attribute has already exceeded 15 points!

Not only is it a strength attribute, judging from the punch just now, its agility and perception are not low.

(End of this chapter)