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Chapter 245

Chapter 245

"Wow, you really deserve to be Fan Liang..."

"Look at his majestic power like a river rushing, 6 points, and the output power is as precise as a machine, all of them are 6 points!"

"He finally... finally awakened."

"I could feel the real him coming back."

"Look!"

"He jumps like a cloud!"

"Listen!"

"He roared like thunder when he flew by!"

"He dodged one trap after another!"

"The traps on the runway are really dense..."

"But it won't stop him!"

"At this time, he is no longer a human being!"

"Who is he?"

"Come on, let's shout his name loudly together."

"Fan Liang~Fan Liang~Fan Liang~"

The narrator stood up, took the microphone in his hand, and made a noise.

"God~"

Fan Liang wailed and pressed his hands to his face, it was a mistake for him to participate in the Elite Competition!

"Okay, player Fan Liang has finally reached the finish line, come on, waving your hands, cheer for your opponents in the same group, and the players who will appear in the competition next!"

Of course Fan Liang ignored him and left without looking back.

"Okay." The narrator shrugged. "It seems that he is not fully awake yet. I really don't know how far he can go in the competition with such a mental state. We can only give him our best wishes..."

"Ouch!!"

"A bald contestant broke free from the quicksand!!!"

"His name is...is...is..."

"Okay, hot-blooded little bald head, it's up to you!"

Zhang Zhiyong fell to the ground with an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and didn't get up for a long time.

"The situation of the hot-blooded little bald head seems...it seems not very good..."

"Is he hurt?"

"Should I call the paramedics?"

"Okay, he's up!"

"The hot-blooded little bald head stood up again!!"

"Okay, hot-blooded little bald head, show your energy, show your enthusiasm, and charge forward!"

"Rush! Rush! Rush!"

"A young man with burning undefeated blood!"

"Crush! Crush! Crush!"

"Little bald head with a shiny head!"

Zhang Zhiyong had a toothache for a while, he couldn't figure it out at all, what is there to praise about his shiny head, it's just to make up words, right?

"While the hot-blooded little bald head is advancing, another player has been eliminated miserably. It's a pity, a pity."

"but……"

"The competition is so cruel!"

"If you don't want to bear this cruelty, just work hard!"

"Have stronger strength!"

"When you become stronger, you will find that all the difficulties now are a piece of cake!"

"Ah, it's not good, it's not good, the hot-blooded little bald head encountered a trap, and what he encountered was the vicious dog Batiao, can he survive the difficulty?"

"What choice will he make?"

"Is it despicable and unscrupulous to kill the vicious dog and move on?"

"Or choose to treat the bite of the vicious dog kindly?"

"The answer is unknown..."

"You don't fucking know the answer yet?" Zhang Zhiyong scolded his mother in his heart, "How the hell can I choose?"

"One is despicable, dirty, unscrupulous, and one is kind, how do you think I should choose??"

"Okay~ Sure enough, as I expected, the hot-blooded little bald head chose to be kind to the bite of the vicious dog, but..."

"This road is extremely difficult. Can he really persevere and reach the end?"

"Look, the vicious dog is biting the hot-blooded little bald head. The scarred body has not slowed down his speed. He is still him, burning with undefeated blood, and his head is shiny..."

"Come on, let's sing together~"

"Baldhead, baldhead, little baldhead~"

"You are brave and kind, never give up easily~"

"Baldhead, baldhead, little baldhead~"

"You shine brightly, shining out the holiness of the world~"

"What the hell!!!"

Zhang Zhiyong was going crazy.

why?

Why is there such a narrator?

why?

Why set foot on the runway?

why?

Why participate in the elite competition?

why?

Why live in this world?

Zhang Zhiyong's spiritual world was about to collapse. His eyes were blank, and he dragged the eight vicious dogs that were biting him to the dice with difficulty. Because he was afraid of hurting the dogs on his body, he didn't dare to use too much force, and got 3 points.

"3 o'clock..."

The narrator's tone was inevitably a little disappointing, but he cheered up immediately and discovered a remarkable thing.

"I see!!"

"He is a vicious dog who is afraid of hurting himself!"

"How kind, how great!!"

"How long has it been since we saw such a shining personality?"

The commentator laughed at himself, "I'm afraid everyone has forgotten it?"

"It is obviously the most beautiful thing in the world, but it is the easiest to be ignored by people."

"Ok!"

"The hot-blooded little bald head jumped out!"

"What will happen to him?"

"1."

"2."

"3."

"4..."

"There is no movement, yes, there is no movement, the hot-blooded little bald head did not encounter the trap, is it because his kindness moved the heavens?"

"Oh no!"

"It's a beast trap!!"

"The right ankle of the hot-blooded little bald head was clamped by the animal trap!!!"

"It hurts..."

"Is his kindness not enough to move the heavens?"

"Do not."

"I do not think so."

"I think that God wants to give him more hardships so that he can go further and climb higher..."

Zhang Zhiyong sobbed secretly, he really couldn't figure out why this commentator was so motivated, what did he do wrong?To bear the torture of language?

"Unknowingly, most of the contestants on the track were eliminated. As the contestant named...named...as the contestant swallowing bitter tears left, the hot-blooded little bald man was the only one left on the track."

"Will he make it to the finish line?"

"Will he succeed in getting a ticket to the second round?"

"I think it can!"

"Because he is a little bald head with a shiny head, a young man with invincible blood!"

"bring it on!"

"Let us feel your boiling blood surge!"

"bring it on!"

"Let us hear your fiery soul sing!"

"Hot-blooded little bald head, go!!"

The narrator roared hysterically, punching forward with his fist.

Hot blood and little light... Oh no, Zhang Zhiyong had no choice but to swallow his tears, break open the animal trap, and limped towards the dice.

Under normal circumstances, the player jumps from the position to the dice, and does not follow the runway of other players.

Due to injuries, Zhang Zhiyong...

"Oh no!"

"The hot-blooded little bald head has fallen into the trap again!"

"He shouldn't have walked the track of other players. Has he reached his limit? Is he unable to think calmly?"

"Little bald head, don't give up easily!!"

After going through untold hardships, Zhang Zhiyong finally reached the finish line. He has fallen down countless times and climbed up countless times. His body is full of injuries and his clothes are torn.

But he managed to get the second round of tickets.

(End of this chapter)