When they returned to the company, they met Ai Tianfan and Jing Biao, and Ling Jiu and the other two took the initiative to say hello.

Ai Tianfan and Jing Biao nodded slightly, and then said, "Ling Jiu, the competition is about to begin. Are you ready?"

"It's almost done!"

Ling Jiu nodded.

"Then let's go!"

Under the leadership of Ai Tianfan, the group came to the huge training room. What surprised Ling Jiu was that there were people standing around the training room.

And most of them are external personnel.

"So many people watching the game?"

Ling Jiu was surprised.

As if Ling Jiu's doubts were seen, Jing Biao explained: "Because the last quota involved many people and many forces, in order to ensure fairness, Lao Ai specially invited some audiences!"

"Under everyone's witness, as long as you can defeat the other 4 competitors, the last place will be you, and others have nothing to say!"

"Of course, if you lose, you have nothing to say!"

"I see!"

Ling Jiu took a deep breath.

"Everyone!"

Ai Tianfan came to the center of the training room and looked around everyone: "I won't say any extra nonsense, just say a few words!"

"After layer of selection, five competitors were finally selected to compete for the last place in this super training camp!"

"There are many people and few places!"

"In one sentence: Survival of the fittest!"

"Whoever is stronger will be qualified to get the last place! I will announce the following: The competition has officially begun!"

Because it is a temporary competition, there are not so many rules, and the order of competition is determined by drawing lots.

Five competitors, Ling Jiu, Yang Tian, ​​Chang Jiandong, Ai Shangcheng and Chu Ding, came to the center of the training room and then drew lots respectively.

The results are released soon:

Ling Jiu vs Yang Tian.

Ai Shangcheng vs Chang Jiandong.

Chu Ding of the Military Region is bye.

During the draw of lots, Chang Jiandong kept staring at Ling Jiu. If there weren't so many people around, he would have rushed up to fight Ling Jiu.

Although, he is not Ling Jiu's opponent at all.

...

"First game: Yang Tian vs Ling Jiu!"

Swish swish swish-

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the two people on the court at the same time.

"Lao Jing, who do you think will win?"

Ai Tianfan asked Jing Biao beside him.

"It's hard to say!"

Jing Biao shook his head: "Ling Jiu has the ability to control soil and gravity, and is a long-range attack abilities, while Yang Tian has the ability to transform the abilities of the divine image, and is a domineering melee abilities. The two have different fighting styles, so it is difficult to make arbitrary judgments! But..."

"But what?"

Ai Tianfan raised his eyebrows.

"Yang Tian's power-type superpower is invincible in the same level. I'm afraid no one is his opponent in the field of level 4 abilities!" Jing Biao said slowly.

"Indeed! Once the Hercules divine image becomes, Yang Tian's power will soar a hundred times. It's too difficult to limit him by relying solely on soil control and gravity superpowers!"

Ai Tianfan nodded and then smiled hoarsely: "However, if you don't go to the last moment, you may win or lose!"

"That's right!"

"Sister He, who do you think can win?"

Yang Ling'er asked in a low voice.

"Ling Jiu!"

Ai Yuhe said firmly.

"So sure?"

Yang Ling'er was a little surprised.

Jing Biao and Ai Tianfan also looked at Ai Yuhe with surprise. They were not sure who could win. Ai Yuhe was so confident?

"No one can defeat Ling Jiu below level five!" Ai Yuhe smiled confidently.

She had seen Ling Jiu defeat Jin Chao, and also witnessed Ling Jiu killing the fifth-level beasts in Heihu Pass, and knew Ling Jiu's strength.

"Daughter, are you so sure?"

Ai Tianfan raised his eyebrows.

"Dad, you'll know later!"

On the other side, Ling Jiu and Yang Tian had sparked sparks.

"Ling Jiu is right?"

Yang Tian looked at Ling Jiu: "I don't know who gave you the courage. I dared to run from the countryside to Chang'an and compete with me for the last place in the super training camp. I can only tell you that you are going to have a waste of time!"

"Don't say useless nonsense!"

Ling Jiu shrugged: "Let's take action!"

"I won't cry until I see the coffin!"

Yang Tian snorted lightly, his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he became a 5-meter-high elephant man.

Thick legs, arms, ears as big as a palm fan, two sharp fangs were exposed in the mouth, and dark green scales were growing on the body... It looked like a person, not a person.

A true combination of human and elephant!

"boom--"

As Yang Tian stepped on the ground, the marble and porcelain tiles floor suddenly shattered one by one. With a loud roar, Yang Tian bumped into him.

In people's impression, the elephant looks very bulky and not fast, which is actually an illusion.

The elephant's speed is very fast, reaching 20 kilometers per hour, which is converted into another more intuitive unit, which is 5.5 meters/sec.

1 second 5.5 meters!

This is the speed of an ordinary elephant!

As the best among the ferocious beasts of elephant, the Hercules Elephant is not only the most exaggerated power and defense, but also the speed of ordinary elephants dozens of times that of ordinary elephants.

So, Yang Tian was very fast, rumbled and stepped on the floor, as if a horse was running by, and the training room was trembling slightly.

"Hercules, interesting!"

Ling Jiu was surrounded by osmium soil, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a 5-meter-tall osmium giant, and at the same time he also used the tungsten steel alloying ability.

"What does this kid want to do? Try head-on?"

"I actually want to fight Yang Tian head-on, but the donkey kicked in the head, right?"

"Xiaotian, blow this life-and-death thing away!"

Seeing Ling Jiu's posture, the spectators were shocked and immediately showed sarcasm.

"Why do you have to fight head-on with the other party?"

Jing Biao frowned, feeling that Ling Jiu's choice was very unwise.

Yang Tian’s most powerful thing is his strength. Ling Jiu and him are head-on. Isn’t this based on his own weaknesses and the strengths of his enemies?

A little stupid!

"Fall down, country man!"

Yang Tian roared, swung his thick and strong fist, and punched him. Ling Jiu shouted softly, raised his fist and met him.

"Click--"

The two fists collided like two locomotives galloping at high speed.

Accompanied by a loud roar that almost pierced the human eardrum, the glasses in the training room broke open, and Ling Jiu and Yang Tian retreated backwards at the same time.

"Not distinguishing between the top and bottom?"

All the spectators were shocked. Yang Tian had the ability to transform the Hercules into a divine image, and his power soared a hundred times, and his punch was as high as twenty or thirty tons.

Such a terrifying blow, even a van could smash into a discus, Ling Jiu actually caught it?

What a joke!

"Is this kid so powerful?"
Chapter completed!