The strongest healer

Chapter 180 Want to admit defeat

He completely used his body to create a bloody path.

Song Shi was his motivation to move forward and never look back.

He was about to cry when he ran. He wiped the liquid on his face that was either tears or sweat, and rubbed it randomly on his clothes, feeling sorry for what he had experienced in just a few hours.

Not long ago, he just bumped into a fight between two senior men, Deng Changrong and Zhang Wenjing, and the fight between the two was huge and fierce.

He took advantage of the fact that neither of them had time to talk to him and secretly looked for a way out.

He was getting further and further away from Zhang Wenjing and Deng Changrong. Before he had time to rejoice that he was alive for a little longer today, he turned around and saw Wu Hua, the most sinister person in the grade, being held by the newcomers and his head was hit against the wall.

The bloody scene caused great harm to his soul.

The process is like taking a ripe watermelon and smashing it against the wall. The flesh of the melon is splashing everywhere, and you continue to take photos. You have to smash the whole watermelon into mud and smear it on the mirror surface before you stop.

His knees were so frightened that he felt weak, his scalp was numb, and his whole body felt like electricity.

He was a violent type, but the most brutal fight he had ever fought since he was a child was to beat out his opponent's cerebrospinal fluid. At that time, the transparent liquid suddenly spurted out of the man's nostrils and sprayed on his face, scaring him to sleep all day and night. Not.

Comparing today's playing style with Song Dynasty's, it pales into insignificance.

It's terrible. Song Shi's dual-type fighting style is even more brutal than the pure violent type.

If not, Wu Hua's brains will spray all over the mirror in no time.

He really couldn't imagine that the girl who stood in front of the queue and introduced herself politely before the game was like this behind her back.

Does she really have a healing gene?
Isn’t it said that healers are all kind-hearted and kind-hearted people?

He has never seen a kind-hearted person rush to beat other people's brains out.

While he was wondering if Wu Hua would be beaten out of his body, he held his breath and stepped back.

I was deeply afraid of disturbing Song Shi.

Although there is a distance between him and Song Shi.

Everything he saw was a reflection of the mirror. Judging from the source of the sound, Song Shi was more than ten meters away from him.

To be on the safe side, he chose to leave this dangerous place.

Unexpectedly, walking along the maze, not only did I not get far away, but I also returned to a closer place by accident.

He happened to be spotted by Song Shi who was passing by!

Song Shi's eyes were also really sharp, and he could easily tell that he was a real person, not a shadow reflected in a mirror.

It was obvious that she just glanced at her casually!
He was so afraid that the scene of his brain being splattered would happen to him.

Running faster and faster.

The faster you run, the harder you hit, the more powerful the mirror rebounds, and the farther you fall.

He often rushes forward in a certain direction, and there is an invisible mirror erected in that direction. He cannot recognize it in time, so he is thrown back and sits on the ground in a daze.

Get up again and hit again.

Before Song Shi took action, he was suffering from bruises and swollen face, and was exhausted both physically and mentally through constant trial and error.

Fortunately, all mirrors, glass, and electronic screens are made of special materials that are hundreds of times stronger than those used by ordinary people, so they were protected from being smashed.

Song Shi followed him leisurely.

For the seventeenth time he hit the mirror and bounced back.

The body formed a parabola and bounced to Song Shi's feet. The distance was not too much or too little, just right.

It was like a feast specially delivered to Song Shi.

Song Shi looked down at the person at his feet: "?" Play hard to get?

When the boy who was hit so hard saw Song looking down at him, he wanted to die.

His voice was sharp and slightly off-key, and he raised his hands to face the surroundings, "I give up! I give up!"

Surrounded by surveillance cameras, his movements were watched by the instructors in the observation room.

"Wang Yihu is still as timid as ever." The blond instructor commented.

The fat instructor sat back on the chair and smacked his lips. He understood Wang Yihu better, "If it were me, I would be scared to see such a scene."

He is responsible for tapping students' potential and must understand their past experiences.

He knows more about the students' family situations than other instructors.

He said, "Wang Yihu used to be a dual-type with high probability of differentiation. Like Song Dynasty, the violent type and the healing type. His differentiation value of the healing type is 2% higher than that of the violent type. Part of the reason for his timidity comes from the healing type. Gene."

"He has lived in a good environment since he was a child. The Zhang family is a big family in the Eighth Base, and most of the family's disciples are from the mechanical support system and the healing system."

"Wang Yihu has been training with them at the Eighth Base since he was a child."

"The awakened person of the healing system is weak, kind and timid, and the awakened person of the machine assist system is honest, honest and reserved. He has been influenced by such an environment for many years, which has had a certain impact on his character."

"In general, it is a breath of fresh air in the violent system." The blonde female instructor summed it up concisely.

The fat instructor nodded, a little regretfully, "His personality has some influence on his upgrade."

"How to say?"

"He had a differentiation value of 43% of the violent system before awakening. He awakened at the age of 14 and is S-level. He is extremely talented and has been trained by his family for many years, but now he is still only an S-level."

"Those who awakened around the same time as him, like Deng Changrong and Zhang Wenjing, are now 3S."

The blond instructor thought for a while and grasped the key point, "It is difficult to upgrade mainly because he is multi-system and has healing gene interference in his body."

"Before there was the dual-lineage precedent of the Song Dynasty, the reason why multi-lineage was unpopular was that the human body could not bear the power of multiple lines. The power in the body of those with high probability of differentiation into multi-lineage was not pure, and the final trend could only be annihilation. But everyone.”

"Wang Yihu was able to awaken to the S level at the very beginning, which is already a blessing among misfortunes."

The fat instructor said bluntly, "It's almost the same. The healing gene has something to do with his personality."

Wang Yihu's discussion ends here.

Although the instructors did not express it clearly among themselves, they had already unanimously removed Wang Yihu from the Forerunner project.

The threshold for the Forerunner program is S-level, and Wang Yihu is S-level. He meets the threshold requirements, but the Forerunners cannot always be S-level.

The selection is completed at the school at the end of the freshman semester, and then they have to go to the first base to continue training and the second step of selection.

Wang Yihu, who is stuck in S level, will be brushed sooner or later.

If there are enough places, Wang Yihu can be promoted, but this year there are many S-level violent types in the school, so the opportunity must be left to other S-levels who have room for improvement.

"Let's check Song Shi's past." The chief instructor looked at the virtual screen.

Fat Cult: "Put it on me."

"Chief instructor, does Wang Yihu's surrender count?" The dark-skinned male instructor put his fingers on the keyboard and turned to ask.

"It doesn't count. According to the rules of the knockout round, you must fight before you admit defeat." The chief instructor strictly followed the standards.

The dark-skinned instructor typed out the instructions.

Wang Yihu watched helplessly as this word appeared on the mirror:

[It will only be effective if you admit defeat after the battle. 】

Wang Yihu: "..." I want to die.