Just after entering school, you became an emperor pilot?

Chapter 479: Move faster, I’m impatient

"God help us!" Leo jumped up suddenly, waving his fist fiercely, his face full of excitement.

"Captain, let me go first. I'm itching to do it."

Lu Yun didn't say anything and turned his gaze to a place not far away.

Spia pushed Leo back to his seat: "Wait for the captain's arrangements, why rush?"

Following Lu Yun's gaze, they saw King Mu standing up from his seat not far away, his eyes filled with a ferocious smile as he looked at them from across several waiting areas.

To be exact, looking at Lu Yun.

"This guy is really persistent!" Leo spat and couldn't help saying, "Captain, do you have a grudge against him for killing your father? Why does this guy keep staring at you and biting you?"

"I am also very curious."

Lu Yun chuckled, retracted his gaze, and waited for the drawing of lots to begin.

"Captain, if you draw that guy later, let me go. I promise to beat him to a pulp!" Leo said confidently.

Lu Yun shook his head: "He was targeting me."

"If he truly has some tricks up his sleeve, a solo fight will be his best and last chance."

"I'm not afraid!"

Leo patted his chest.

Spia covered his face and speechlessly held Leo down again: "Don't you understand yet? The captain is afraid that you will be beaten to death by King Mu."

Leo froze, turned his head and glared at Spaya: "You bastard..."

"I'll go first, you guys sit quietly."

Lu Yun suddenly stood up, and Leo saw that the drawing of lots had been completed.

They drew their first opponent, Miyun College.

This was the academy where Dart, who was dissatisfied with the result of the game, made a scene in the ring and was dragged away by his teammates, was enrolled.

The captain of Miyun College was deciding who would play to replace the captain of Bertwood, but Dart suddenly stood up and rushed directly to the ring regardless of his teammates' obstruction.

"Dart, what are you doing!" The captain's eyes widened and his face was full of anger.

"I don't believe this bastard is strong enough to cheat like he did with his mecha battles!"

With red eyes, Dart rushed to the stage in a few steps and stared at Lu Yun who walked slowly onto the stage.

"Get down here, you bastard! You're the captain and I'm the captain?!"

But Dart ignored him.

The referee glanced at the captain of Miyun College and said, "Unrelated players, please leave the ring."

The captain cursed inwardly and had to return to the waiting area.

"Please choose your weapons," said the referee.

The referee at this time has been replaced by a real referee.

Because warrior combat is several levels more dangerous than mecha combat with cockpit protection, they are needed to urgently rescue people when necessary.

Dart selected a two-meter-long black steel gun, weighed it in his hand, and looked across.

But he found that Lu Yun was standing there without moving and did not choose any weapon.

This slight made Dart even more angry.

Wait for the referee to announce the start.

He immediately took action, dragging his spear and rushing towards Lu Yun like a mad bull.

"Go to hell!"

The extremely tough black steel spear was raised violently, and the spear body even curved under the huge force, and it came down on the head.

The thick and long gun body stirred the air, making the corners of Lu Yun's clothes rustle.

The sharp tip of the gun continued to enlarge in his pupils, and suddenly, Lu Yun moved.

With a wrong step, he rushed to within three steps of Dart, facing the oncoming spear.

Take a step forward and deliver a fist.

The air at the peak of the fist was visibly distorted, like a heavy artillery piece being fired, and landed on Dart's abdomen.

Dart's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip in an instant, and his body flew backwards with a "bang", rolling five or six times on the ground, leaving a blood mark more than ten meters long on the ground, and then he fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Clang.

The black steel spear was thrown out and fell to the ground, bouncing.

The cheers that were about to erupt from the audience at Lu Yun's appearance were stuck in their throats.

A large group of people stared blankly at Lu Yun who was slowly retracting his fist, and the bloodstain extending from under his feet.

"I haven't even started to shout, 'Come on!' and it's already over?"

At this moment, a big question mark appeared in everyone's mind.

Even though they had already seen Lu Yun's strength displayed in that live broadcast.

But the scene seen through the screen is far less intuitive and exciting than seeing a living person suddenly being punched and knocked unconscious in front of your eyes!

The referee on the sidelines had just finished saying "start" and hadn't even retreated to the sidelines when he turned around in astonishment. He looked at Lu Yun, then at Dart, and finally remembered the procedure. He quickly waved his hand, "Medical, medical!"

Watching the medical staff carry Dart away, the referee swallowed his saliva and then said loudly: "Burt Wood wins!"

At this time, some of the contestants in other arenas had not even entered the arena yet.

On the sidelines, Jianyao's eyes sank completely.

Ying Ge breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his teammates. Even though he was usually serious, he laughed at the thought that popped into his mind: "I want to give up again."

However, none of the teammates objected. They all nodded quickly, as if they were afraid that Ying Ge would change his mind if they were too late.

Prince Mu sat with his legs crossed, stroking his chin with a cruel smile.

"Next opponent, number 11, Chenguang College."

One minute later.

"Burt Wood wins!"

"The next opponent..."

"Burt Wood wins!"

"Burt Wood wins!"

"..."

For ten consecutive games, no fight lasted more than two minutes.

The longest was one minute and forty seconds, and that was because the contestant was too far away and walked slowly over, taking more than forty seconds.

Then go on stage, choose your weapon, get ready, and it's over.

All in one go.

The audience in the stands seemed to have given up cheering and watched numbly as each contestant came on stage and then left.

"Next contestant, number eight, Church Research Institute!"

Lu Yun wiped the blood off his fist. When he heard the number and the name of the academy, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the next ring.

Through two layers of blue shields, he saw King Mu grinning at him. In his eyes, which were emotionless, a dark golden light surged slightly, as if it was restless.

"Let me see what your purpose is."

Lu Yun muttered to himself and walked onto another stage.

On the other side, King Mu walked up leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

"Tsk."

Prince Mu looked at Lu Yun sarcastically: "I didn't expect to meet you so soon."

"I wanted you to live a little longer, but it seems even the gods are unwilling to grant you more time."

Lu Yun flicked the virtual screen for selecting weapons, his eyes sweeping over each weapon before casually asking, "Actually, I'm really curious about what you meant by what you said the other day."

"Why do you have such a strong hatred towards me?"

"We probably haven't seen it before."

King Mu twitched his lips, picked up a slightly curved black steel sword, and pointed the sharp blade at Lu Yun from afar: "When I am about to die, I will tell you."

Lu Yun paused and picked out a short black steel stick as long as his arm from the armory.

The floor cracked at my feet, and a mechanical arm holding a short stick appeared in front of me.

Lu Yun picked it up and weighed it in his hand, satisfied with its weight. He then raised his eyes and looked at the other person indifferently: "Then you have to move faster, I'm impatient."

"Coincidentally, so am I."

The referee glanced around and waved his hand: "Begin!"

boom!

The two figures instantly crossed half the court and collided in the middle of the field.