Miao Ruolan turned over and jumped up, and found that her entire arm had lost consciousness. The punch just now seemed like a grenade was blown up, which made her heart palpitations.

"Bao Jin?" she asked in surprise.

Xin Ji nodded and made a decision.

Miao Ruolan was very depressed. She had watched Xin Ji's video. He had never used cannon power in the martial arts competition. I don't know if it was just mastered or if he deliberately retained his skills before.

Conrad next to him was also very surprised, and he thought of a detail. Miao Ruolan almost attacked, but Xin Ji was able to accumulate energy and emit gun power in such a short time. It can be seen that Xin Ji's reaction was extremely fast, or Xin Ji's gun power was extremely short.

No matter which point it is enough to show Xin Ji's terrible strength.

"Do you want to fight again?" Xin Ji asked with a smile.

"Fight! Why not?" Miao Ruolan looked unwilling and activated her body movement again and rushed over. This time she was prepared, but it was useless. Ten seconds later, she was knocked away again.

Xin Ji smiled on his face. The one he was most afraid of was the speed-type opponent, who was simply their nemesis! Because no matter how fast he was, he could not escape the telepathy lock. Every move was in control, and he could deal with it calmly while standing still. If it was a strength-type or explosive opponent, it would take some effort and it would be difficult to deal with it.

But Miao Ruolan didn't know the truth, and she didn't believe in evil, so she got up and had another round of attack.

Three minutes later, Miao Ruolan lay exhausted on the ground, not wanting to move a finger. Compared to physical fatigue, psychological despair made her even more painful. As a battle-hardened warrior of light speed, she had never experienced such a one-sided failure!

No matter how she uses all her methods, she still can't see a glimmer of hope for victory. The speed she was proud of in the past has no effect in front of Xin Ji, and she cannot even let Xin Ji move one step.

From beginning to end, Xin Ji stood still!

This had a huge blow to her, her eyes were dull and speechless.

Conrad, who witnessed all this, looked shocked. He no longer knew what to say. Miao Ruolan was the first teammate he had been recruiting for a lot of effort. He knew her strength very well and was definitely above the level. He ranked among the top ten of this class of rookies. He had a high chance of being selected in the future. It would be very difficult to fight with her and want to win her.

But Miao Ruolan was defeated by Xin Ji in a ruthless way!

The difference in strength between the two is obvious, and they are not at the same level at all. In other words, Conrad himself is far from Xin Ji's opponent!

However, Conrad was not discouraged at all, but instead had a strong desire to fight in his eyes. He looked at Xin Ji firmly and said loudly: "Xin Ji, I will try it with you too!"

"bring it on."

Xin Ji said it doesn’t matter, one is to fight, and two are to fight, and the results are the same.

After a while, Conrad also lay on the ground and walked into Miao Ruolan's footsteps.

However, Conrad finally let Xin Ji move, and he persisted in Xin Ji's hands for a longer time. He was defeated three times and stopped the fight. He had already recognized the facts and knew that it would be meaningless to continue fighting. Anyway, it was just a word of loss.

Xin Ji stepped forward and pulled Conrad up from the ground and patted him on the shoulder.

"I've seen it today. Intermediate warriors can be so powerful. Your attack power feels more terrifying than most advanced warriors. It's like a storm, and it doesn't stop for a breath. As long as you can't hold on, you will collapse immediately." Conrad was still in fear. He had played hundreds of games in the college league and had never encountered such a fierce attack. The pressure on Xin Ji when he attacked was really too great.

"You are not bad either. You have a solid defense skills and it is difficult for ordinary people to break the defense." Xin Ji praised.

He was telling the truth. Conrad was the strongest defensive person he had ever seen so far. Not only was he proficient in martial arts with multiple defensive nature, but he also had a lot of combat experience. If Conrad's Force cultivation reaches a high level of warrior, it would definitely be more difficult than Robertson!

Moreover, as a team tank, Conrad is extremely good at using shields. Without shields in his hand, his defense has dropped by more than half.

If Conrad was fully armed and took the shield, Xin Ji would feel very difficult, and it would not be so easy to defeat him.

The same is true for Miao Ruolan. She is proficient in using daggers. When she is empty-handed, her attack power is greatly reduced, and her threat to Xin Ji is reduced by a large part. Of course, even if she has a dagger in hand, she will inevitably lose, but she will not lose so miserably.

Conrad smiled bitterly and said with a little discouraged look: "Don't say good things about me. My defense is like air in front of you. It's useless. You will break the defense in a few seconds."

"Because I'm not an ordinary person, hahaha..." Xin Ji smiled relaxed and freehand.

Miao Ruolan Youyou, who was watching the game on the sidelines, said: "You are not an ordinary person, but a pervert!"

Her confidence was hit too hard and she has not recovered until now, with a look of resentment on her face.

Conrad laughed. He and Miao Ruolan were sympathetic. He agreed with her words very much and said loudly: "Yes, you are just a pervert. Before my strength has improved significantly, I definitely don't want to fight you anymore."

"So too." Miao Ruolan said depressedly.

"Uh..." Xin Ji was stunned and speechless.

He suddenly felt that he had taken too much action. He should have lowered his strength just now and quietly let it go so that he would not hit the confidence of his two teammates so thoroughly. After all, he is a teammate, and he may have to get along for a long time in the next few years, so he can't let them be too embarrassed.

However, Xin Ji immediately found that he was too worried. Conrad and Miao Ruolan were not resentful and soon felt relieved and discussed the team formation issue again.

Conrad threw his failure behind his head in a blink of an eye and said thoughtfully: "I didn't think carefully before, but I didn't expect Xin Ji's attack power to be so strong. He can almost stand up to three forwards alone. In this way, can we reduce the number of forwards and recruit more other players who are playing their roles?"

Miao Ruolan nodded slightly, "I think it's OK."

Xin Ji also thought it was feasible, so he thought about it and said, "Then reduce the main striker by one, and replace it with a tank or a shooter, and the configuration is more flexible. I prefer to increase the tank, which can not only protect the team members, but also have a certain attack power, so that the survivability of the entire team is more guaranteed."

"Okay, that's the decision." Conrad slapped his thigh, his face full of excitement.

He looked at Xin Ji, as if he remembered something, and asked, "By the way, Xin Ji, do you have any melee weapons that you are good at using?"

Xin Ji shook his head and said, "No, what's wrong?"

Conrad explained: "When you enter the game, everyone can carry a primitive weapon. Although your boxing is very powerful and your attack is fierce, you won't plan to go on the court with bare hands, right?"

Xin Ji had never considered this matter yet. After thinking about it, he asked, "I am a forward, can I carry a gun? Just a Gauss pistol."

"Yes." Conrad's face was a little strange, "The team's role is just our own division. The forward can use a pistol, and the shooter can also use a sword. There is no regulation that you must choose according to the performance. But can you use a gun? How about the shooting skills?"

Xin Ji shrugged and smiled and said, "It's okay, I can barely get through it."
Chapter completed!