After the referee saw the player next to him, he was suddenly like a chicken.

The player standing next to him is not Inoue Charles, who is... Zhang Fan!

So, the one who flew out of the box is the well * Charles?

This...

This...

How is it possible?

In the midst of the extreme shock, the judge was stupid.

The audience, one by one, was stupid.

Everything happened so fast that no one could see what was going on.

They only saw Zhang Fan standing opposite Charles Inoue.

When the referee announced that the game had begun, one man flew out.

And according to the direction of flying out, this person is certainly Zhang Fan undoubtedly.

However, when the referee announced the results of the game, everyone was shocked to find that the person in the ring was Zhang Fan.

That is to say, the person who just flew out is Charles Inoue.

“This...”

“I...”

“Oh my God...”

In the midst of great shock, everyone was shocked.

“What the hell is going on?”

“The judge, what are you doing, put it back!”

“Yes, there must be something wrong here.How can this medicine jar win the middle-class warrior?”

“Go back!”

The leaders on the podium were also very doubtful.

What happened?

The face is doubtful.

Different from others.

As a leader, he could see that he had won.

But how he won, he didn’t see.

"The judge, put it back."

Wen Yangming said.

Until this time, the judge was so called by Wenyang Ming that he woke up from the extreme shock.

He said, “Yes, I’ll put it back.”

Speaking of the technical platform on the sidelines than a gesture.

So, on the holographic big screen of the scene, the previous game footage appeared.

And the technician knows that the action just now is too fast, the average person can not see clearly, so directly use one-sixteenth slow.

Under one-six-thirty-ths of a slow, the referee shouted the words "the game began", which seemed so slow.

However, when the judge shouted out, Zhang Fan's movements were like the speed of a normal person.

He only saw that he was one step at a distance of more than ten meters.

Then we came to Charles in front of the well.

One of the hand, grab the well * Charles' collar, jerk.

咻 –

Inoue* Charles, under such a high speed, did not even react and flew out involuntarily.

Fly out of 50 meters and fall outside the box.

Because he flew out in the direction where Zhang Fan had just stood, everyone thought that Zhang Fan had been hit by the well and flew out.

That’s why the judge made a big oolong.

However, after everyone saw it, the shock in their hearts not disappeared, but was replaced by a greater shock.

“What’s the joke... a junior warrior who throws the intermediate warrior directly out of the middle-level?”

“And the mid-level fighters don’t even react.”

“That’s too fast, isn’t it?”

“Non-human speed!”

"This intermediate warrior is also too wrong to lose, under this speed, the middle-level warrior accidentally threw out the middle weapon."The middle-class warrior, even if he has strong strength, does not have time to play."

The students of the scum class saw the expressions of these people, and each of them was very refreshed.

At the same time, they all admire the twilight.

Indeed, it is the best to see these people's shocking and incredible expressions.

In the rest area, I looked at the big screen, and the whole person stayed.

The look of pride on her face was gone.

It was replaced by the same shock and disbelief as all spectators.

How can this junior warrior fed by the drug have such a speed, such strength?

The middle-level fighters of the war directly threw each other out of the ring.

You know, throwing the other side out is much more difficult than killing the opponent directly.

Just attack each other when you kill.

And if you throw each other out, you can't directly hurt each other, and you must guard against each other's counterattack.

How did this guy do it?

He paused for a moment, then laughed.

The grudging laughter spread to every corner of the neighborhood.

“Little brother, there really is yours!”

On the podium, the leaders of the people stared out one by one.

All eyes fell on Zhang Fan.

I thought this little guy, who was not handsome, was just a junior warrior fed.

Unexpectedly, a shot, directly overstepped the intermediate warrior out of the ring.

And the middle-class warrior didn’t even react.

"This speed must have been used in martial arts, otherwise it would not have been so fast."

"But even if you use the martial arts, you can overshoot the opponent, his strength is not to be underestimated."

"In this way, he is not a medicine jar fed with medicine, but a beginner who really cultivates it."

“A 18-year-old junior warrior?”Just thinking about it makes people feel dizzy.”

In the history of the martial arts, the youngest junior warrior is twenty-eight years and 54 days.

When Sima Yu reached the junior martial, it was 28 years and 58 days, and it was only a few days.

This record was broken by the 25-year-old Wu Yue.

Everyone thinks that Wu Yue is already a genius among geniuses.

But in less than two hours, it was broken by Zhang Fan.

And it brought this record ten years ahead of schedule!

Eighteen years old!

You know, most of the 18-year-old cultivators are still climbing around the 5th graders.

In the eyes of the president, there was also a flash of surprise.

Before he knew that Zhang Fan's strength was not ordinary, after all, he was the owner of dual-gene weapons and A-level genetic weapons, and it was likely to be a necessary.

Over-the-top victory over intermediate fighters is not impossible.

But he could not imagine that Zhang Fan was like this, and in just half a second, he would directly throw the middle-level warrior out of the way.

The mid-level warriors don’t even have a chance to react.

At the same time, Inoue* Charles stood up from the crowd, a face of fuss and grievances.

How could he have been thrown out by a junior warrior?

The grievance is that he is still useless even weapons, even martial arts, let alone his powerful genetic weapons have not yet started.

As a result, Zhang Fan was thrown out and lost the game.

He was not willing.

However, even if he is not willing to be willing, he has no eggs.

He could only lose his soul and leave the scene with a gray face.

At this time, Zhang Fan turned his head and politely said to the judge: "Mr. Judge, Zhang Fan, rather than something like a well-well shaft."

The judge suddenly flushed his face and could not say a word.