"Sure enough! I told you~"

"How could Captain Zuo possibly like Ning Jingluo?"

Shaking his head, Zhao Zhu heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hey~ Captain Zuo, why are you leaving?"

On the stage, seeing Zuo Yang pulling out his chair and about to leave, Xu Wanhao hurriedly stood up to keep Zuo Yang.

Zuo Yang's eyes were cold.

"This guy... has such poor strength and no special weird abilities, and you let him be my deputy captain?"

"What? Do you think I have the time to train a blank slate?"

Zuo Yang felt that his time was really wasted.

With this time, he might as well go explore the world of [Ghost Mirror].

[Ghost Face Sore] just told himself that he did not detect the ability of [Weirdness] in [Ning Jingluo].

In other words, this person is a [Pseudo-Ghost Controller] with no ability.

"Left Captain! Left Captain!"

"Listen to me... You have already agreed to my request..."

"You still want this person!"

Xu Wanhao was shameless, and Zuo Yang started to walk!

Just then!

"Hey!"

"Can I fight with you?"

Suddenly!

Ning Jingluo, who was standing in front of the instrument, shouted at him.

"Huh?"

Zuo Yang's face changed, and he turned his head to look. The pair of dark eyes were deep, staring at him like the sea.

"You dare to fight with me?"

Zuo Yang smiled.

This is probably the only person in this base who dares to talk to him like this.

"Yes!"

"Are you not afraid of death?"

"I... probably not."

"Hehe~ You can break the six-digit strength value, and then come and say this to me!"

"I'm not interested in bullying ordinary people!"

Zuo Yang waved his hand, not expecting anything from Ning Jingluo.

But the next moment!

Ning Jingluo's eyes narrowed, "Give me another chance!"

"What?"

"I'll hit the instrument again!"

"Whatever you want~"

Zuo Yang shrugged.

When he finished speaking, everyone was dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to say anything.

No one can test strength twice.

But Zuo Yang said, this is the rule!

"Hu~"

Slowly exhaling a breath of white air from his mouth, Ning Jingluo's lower abdomen began to tremble violently.

"Wriggle~Wriggle~"

There seemed to be a strange sound!

"Bang!!!"

The sandbag suddenly flew out of the machine!

"Ding ding ding~"

On the display of the machine, the numbers kept jumping.

【36850】!!!

"What?!"

Although it didn't reach six digits, at this moment, it showed a nearly four or five times increase, which was really terrifying!

"3...30,000?"

"How is it possible?"

Zhao Zhu and the man with glasses were dumbfounded!

"This guy... is he always pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

Yuan Huan, who was standing behind Xu Wanhao, was also dumbfounded.

Only Xu Wanhao and Qian Xiangdong looked at each other and smiled.

"Oh?"

"More than 30,000?"

"From this point of view, you are better than the members of Team B..."

Zuo Yang paused.

Ning Jingluo looked at him, his abdomen trembling constantly, "Give me another... another chance, I can play with greater power!"

"Interesting..."

"Okay!"

"Come with me!"

Waving his hand, Zuo Yang walked straight out of the field without even looking around.

Ning Jingluo was stunned, and then he trotted after Zuo Yang in the most bizarre way.

The election site was silent.

"As expected of the captain of Team D, he is really free and easy."

"Has anyone heard of Ning Jingluo? How can he be so fierce? I don't think I've seen this kind of person before!"

"I don't know, he just appeared out of nowhere!"

After a long time, noisy discussions rang out.

In the crowd, Zhao Zhu and the man with glasses had complicated expressions.

No one expected that Ning Jingluo would join Team D? !

"Damn..."

"I can't get into the team! You can get in!!!"

Behind Xu Wanhao, Yuan Huan had a sinister look on his face.

Unfortunately... Zuo Yang has already taken Ning Jingluo away.

Perhaps, they will hardly have any intersection in this life...

"Ding Dong~"

"We're at the [Seventh Floor]..."

The elevator door slowly opened.

Zuo Yang returned to the [Seventh Floor], followed by Ning Jingluo who had been staring at him.

"I say...Are you gay? Why are you staring at me?"

Zuo Yang was not used to someone staring at him like this.

This feeling is like a monster in the abyss, getting closer and closer to me.

"I'm not gay!"

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"Because... you are the strongest here!"

"I want to... defeat you!"

"Oh?"

"You want to beat me?"

"How?"

Zuo Yang paused and stood still.

He looked at Ning Jingluo jokingly.

Speaking of this man, he is also quite interesting.

He has the aura of not being afraid of anything and doing anything.

"You just said that if I hit a six-digit number, you will fight me!"

Ning Jingluo slowly straightened his body and began to distance himself from Zuo Yang.

"Yes! So what?"

"My next punch can definitely hit a six-digit number, so... I want to fight you now!"

"Tsk..."

"You guy..."

"Well... come..."

Before the word "bar" came out, a black figure flashed at a very fast speed, and a fist with a strong wind fell towards the face like a ray of light!

"What a fast speed!"

"But! ”

Without the [blood-stained clothes] appearing on his body, Zuo Yang punched Ning Jingluo's fist!

“Boom!!!”

A thunderous sound rang out on the [seventh floor]!

“Puff puff puff~”

Neither of them gave in to the other's fists, and because of the strong collision, the air flow around them surged.

“You are really... strong!”

Ning Jingluo's fist was gradually suppressed by Zuo Yang.

“Get out of the way!”

“Bang!”

The powerful fist pushed back Ning Jingluo's fist with one punch.

Then!

“Boom! "

Ning Jingluo's body flew backwards, like a kite with a broken string, hitting the curtain wall glass of the [Seventh Floor], shattering the glass into pieces.

"Interesting..."

"But, compared to the [Ghost Control], you are still inferior..."

Retracting his fist, Zuo Yang was about to say something.

"Squeak~"

Ning Jingluo, who was lying on the wall, was emitting white steam all over his body, and the trembling of his abdomen began to accelerate again!

"Come again!"

"Swoosh!"

This time!

It was faster!

I saw a flash of black light, and Zuo Yang's pupils narrowed slightly.

This speed is not much different from the weirdness he had faced before!

"You...seem to be stronger each time..."

"Are you getting stronger with each battle?"

There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and the corners of Zuo Yang's mouth rose.

"I really underestimated you!"

"My deputy captain! ”

“Since you are so interesting, I just need to control you before you become stronger, right? !”

“Gurgle~”

The blood on his body began to surge.

“Bang!”

A black flash, and Zuo Yang’s chest sank.

Ning Jingluo appeared in front of him at some point, and swung his fist out, thinking that he would hit Zuo Yang’s belly, causing him to fall back due to abdominal cramps.

In the end, this fist actually missed!

Yes!

Zuo Yang has no chest!

Under the bloody [bloody clothes], there is a [ghost mouth] full of fangs.

“Tsk...”

“This punch is more powerful than the last time!”

“You guy!”

“Want me dead!”

“Stealing ghost!”

“Buzz~”

Ning Jingluo only felt the space in front of him shake.

“Bang! "

Then, there was a sharp pain in the back of the neck, and the eyelids sank, and he fainted on the spot...