The ferocity of Bajiquan was unleashed without any cover in this situation. Under the absolute power and speed, the four 'A' level hybrids were blown away like toys.

, any skills and experience are a joke at this time.

Just as Lin Nian was killing the last person with his head in his arms, a hit-on freshman rolled out from behind the sycamore tree in the distance and threw the blunt dagger in his hand at Lin Nian!

Lin Nian raised his hand and swung hard to grab the handle of the flying dagger. He rounded it with his backhand and threw it back. The dagger pierced countless falling sycamore leaves along the way and hit the freshman at three times the speed.

The collar of his collar knocked his whole body against the sycamore tree behind him, and the dagger was completely buried in the trunk of the tree, leaving only the handle outside.

"Freshmen, don't play with such dangerous things." Lin Nian glanced at the freshman who was nailed to the tree trunk. He grabbed the Glock in his hand and pulled it back with one hand to load it. Without turning his head, he raised his hand and fired.

, and blew the head off another guy who wanted to take a cold shot.

At this time, the heavy rain of sycamore leaves came to an end, and the last fallen leaf rolled onto his shoulder, and was gently shaken off by him. Corpses were everywhere in the sycamore path behind him, and he was the only one left.

Able to stand and walk among thick fallen leaves.

Lin Nian carried the scabbard and walked towards the chrysanthemum monjizong stuck on the ground not far away. The sound of falling leaves and fruits shattering under his feet was very ear-piercing. After losing the fire suppression, no matter how elite or sharp the knife is, whoever shows up will definitely die.

With his speed and reflexes, everyone who dared to stand up would take a bullet. The gunshots were fired one after another, like a roll call, until he walked to the front of the Kikuichi Monmonori clan, and only the 'Ya' team was left.

The last player was dropped.

Lancelot walked out from behind the tree, his expression a little ugly, but fortunately he had not lost his fighting spirit and could still carry the gun and walked out.

After seeing Lin Nian's appearance at close range, he realized that the boy was even slightly younger than him. While he was stunned, some suspicions about Lin Nian's identity suddenly emerged in his heart.

 Gradually, he slowly put down the firearm in his hand, and an uncertain heat appeared in his eyes.

But Lin Nian didn't even look at him. When Chu Zihang heard the gunshots and came out from behind the tree, he waved for him to come over and pointed at Lancelot without saving face for him at all: "This

It’s the last one.”

Chu Zihang looked back at the tragedy in the Wutong Trail behind him, nodded and said, "It should be the last one."

 “Get him.” Lin Nian patted Chu Zihang’s shoulder, put the pulled Ju Yiwen Zezong in his hand, and walked to the side.

“Me?” Chu Zihang held the knife and looked at Lancelot, whose expression was obviously wrong.

"It's just for fun." Lin Nian leaned against the sycamore tree and hugged his hands and said matter-of-factly, "Since the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union want to play, then let's play with them. Since it's just for fun, of course it can't be just me.
Chapter completed!