With that in mind, Guan Yiqing raised his voice and used his usual joking tone as he walked through the crowd and put his arm around the green-haired boy's neck.

"Hey, hey, hey, you people, it's not good to say that. Maybe one day you'll be killed in front of this guy."

Guan Yiqing was half a head taller than the boy. This action was like holding the boy in his arms.

He closed his eyes to block out those unpleasant words, expressions, and the contempt and secret joy that the people around him unconsciously revealed.

At that time, he didn't know that he could block these with one action, nor did he know how much a few simple words could touch people.

Feeling the boy in front of him slightly stiffen, Guan Yiqing lowered his head and was about to say something, but he was interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Hi — Start —"

"What's wrong?

There's no countdown in real combat — "

"Run, run, the competition has already started —"

Guan Yiqing helplessly looked at the abnormally excited teacher on the high platform, and then looked at the green-haired boy who was stunned in place. For some reason, he felt it was a little funny.

He quickly raised his hand and rubbed the boy's seaweed-like hair. Before the boy could react, he took a step forward. Before leaving, he didn't forget to put a lemon-flavored lollipop in the boy's pocket.

Guan Yiqing waved her hands and laughed happily.

"Good luck on the test ~"

"Eh … eh???"

The green-haired boy hadn't recovered from the state just now. His cheeks were a little hot.

That person put his arm around her neck to excuse her, and the warm feeling of rubbing her hair hadn't dissipated yet. When that person turned around and waved at her with a smile, she realized that the exam had already begun.

"I … I started late!!!"

From the moment he started running, many things flashed through Guan Yiqing's mind.

Limited time, huge arena, imaginary enemies with unknown locations, points, and strong competitors …

And the messy pictures on the notebook.

If he wanted to quickly stand out in this kind of test, the ground might not be the best battlefield.

The people around him had already separated in different directions, and only a small portion of them were still moving forward like him.

After all, since the main road was almost straight, the situation in front could be said to be at a glance.

— — no imaginary enemies appeared.

But none of that mattered.

Guan Yiqing took out the notebook from his pocket as he ran. He found one of the pages that was torn in the middle. The edges were not very neat, and the torn pieces of paper were stuffed into his pocket.

After a short delay, when he broke through the dust, the weight on his back was very obvious.

The black sports jacket burst open, and the huge impact forced Guan Yiqing to maintain his accelerated running state. What extended from the butterfly bone was a pair of white ankle-length wings.

Sensing, adapting, and trying to control it, Zhang Xuan leaped into the air, and a maze of crisscrossing paths appeared before his eyes.

There were still 7 minutes and 34 seconds left before the end of the exam.

So far, so good.

Guan Yiqing bent over slightly and placed his hands on his knees to catch his breath.

He didn't know when the wings would disappear, and he didn't know if there would be any side effects from using the "personality" frequently.

It just so happened that the exam only had 10 minutes, then … he would use the simplest and most brutal method to end it quickly.

Guan Yiqing tore another piece of paper, and this time it took a little less time than before. A black rocket launcher appeared in his hand almost instantly.

Small mass, simple structure, easy to operate

The trajectory of the bullet was low, and the shooting accuracy was rather high.

High shooting speed, strong firepower, high lethality, and no recoil.

Shooting range of static objects up to 400 meters, moving objects about 300 meters.

Guan Yiqing was very glad that he had a period of interest in heavy weapons in junior high school, and he was even more glad that he drew an illustration from a military magazine while waiting for the plane two days ago.

Usually used to attack tanks in war … Now it was perfect to deal with imaginary enemies.

He didn't need to pay much attention when stirring the air with the wings. He only needed to use his eyes to lock on the prey through the scope and pull the trigger with his finger …

The pungent smell of gunpowder, the smoke of gunpowder, the sound of air being pierced and the sound of explosions, all blended into this game that Guan Yiqing was experiencing for the first time, causing him to feel a surge of emotion.

After missing his target three times, Guan Yiqing finally figured out what to do. The entire street had become his hunting ground.

One point —

Two points —

One point —

Three points —

Two points —

Two points —

…

Carefully avoiding the competitors that jumped out from time to time, Guan Yiqing actually didn't pay attention to how many points he had.

As time passed, the number of imaginary enemies decreased rapidly. While everyone gradually adapted to the pace of the exam, the part of the candidates represented by Guan Yiqing who could raise their sights to the sky also showed an overwhelming advantage.

At this time, there were 2 minutes and 13 seconds left before the end of the exam.

A loud noise forced Guan Yiqing's eyes to move away from the scope. Looking at the slow-moving mechanical creations and the dust that spilled from the broken buildings, he knew that today's game was coming to an end.

Zero points for the "trap" …

Guan Yiqing stopped in mid-air, moved his stiff neck, adjusted the rocket launcher to a suitable position on his shoulder, and looked at the scene in front of him thoughtfully.

What was the point of setting up such a checkpoint in the high school entrance exam?

With the premise of zero points, avoiding this behemoth seemed to be the best solution that everyone could think of … If that was the case, it would be too simple.

In a normal exam, questions that everyone knew and questions that everyone didn't know were essentially invalid. This time, it should not be an exception.

So what was the point that the person who set the question wanted to examine?

Was it the decisiveness to turn around immediately, the calmness to wait and see, the courage to face the enemy head-on, the combat strength to defend against the enemy, or something else.

It was obvious that this kind of place was the easiest to be creative, but the group of brats actually escaped without a moment's hesitation …

And they escaped in such an ugly manner.

Bad review.

There were less than two minutes left, and the surrounding people also …

Wait — —

A familiar figure fell into his sight, and Guan Yiqing's eyes widened.

Tsk, why is this person still running back …

Does he want to die?

What happened next was very dramatic. The young man's body burst forth with immense power. It was a dazzling, self-sacrificial attack. In Guan Yiqing's eyes, it was like a slow motion, frame by frame.

Probably, this is the answer to the final question.

"Only one minute left — —"

Guan Yiqing stared at the youth's figure, and naturally did not miss the expression that changed from joy to horror and then to despair.

He was falling.

Without any pity, Guan Yiqing threw away the rocket launcher on his shoulder, flapped his wings, and rushed toward the opponent.

If the final destination of the hero burning himself was to smash into the concrete ground under everyone's gaze, it would be too embarrassing.

When he was caught in mid-air, the green-haired youth's two legs and one arm were completely crippled. Tears gushed out of the corner of his eyes, and his mouth kept whispering something.

Vaguely hearing the words about zero, Guan Yiqing lowered his head and rubbed his chin against the soft top of the other person's head, and gently persuaded him.

"It's okay … You've done very well … You're excellent … It's okay …"

When he landed, Guan Yiqing finally understood that the young man had desperately rushed back to save a girl who had temporarily lost her ability to move.

Indeed, if left alone, the girl would be very dangerous.

"That …"

When the youth spoke, he seemed a little timid, like a small animal that was afraid of strangers, such as the little kitten that always wanted to drill into people's clothes this morning.

"She's fine, she's not injured," Guan Yiqing paused, and added, "You don't look very good, you need to receive treatment as soon as possible."

"Ah … okay …" The youth was stunned, "No … that … Thank you, when I entered … and just now …"

"It's okay, you don't have to be so polite. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No … No …" The youth used his remaining hand to hold the shoulder of the person in front of him, trying to struggle to stand up, "At least … at least get one point …"

"The test is over-"

The ear-piercing sound of the bell marked the end of the game. Looking at the young man falling into his arms like a puppet with its strings cut, Guan Yiqing's eyes darkened.