Xiaoxue outlined an extremely tragic picture with just a few strokes, and the man in the painting seemed to be struggling to death.

Luo Kai guessed that the person in the painting might be himself, and couldn't help but say horrified: "Can you predict the future?"

Xiaoxue shook her head and lowered her head to continue painting. This time the scene changed. A man smiled and took a golden medal. In this way, Xiaoxue kept painting. Some were men walking in the wilderness, with many people chasing behind her, and some were standing on the deck of the airship and looking down...

After a while, she drew several scenes, the protagonists were all a man, Luo Kai herself.

Luo Kai understood what Xiaoxue meant and said solemnly: "What do you mean is that there are countless possibilities in the future? You can only calculate rather than predict?"

Xiaoxue finally stopped painting and nodded heavily to him.

Most of the scenes are developing in bad directions. Luo Kai's heart is shrouded in dark clouds. He does not believe that anyone can predict the future. This involves the basic laws of time and space. If someone can predict the future, it is equivalent to being able to control time and space. Then it is not a human, but a god.

However, everything in the world always has traces to follow, including time and space. In fact, everyone's time flow rate is relatively different. The faster the thinking speed, the slower the time flow rate. On the contrary, the slower the time flow rate will be faster. This is not the personal supervisor's feeling, but the actual existence, or the personal thinking consciousness affects the flow rate of time outside the world on one's own.

The ability to predict dangers that all lives have is actually a special product that spans time. However, some people have a strong premonition and some are weak, Luo Kai is a relatively strong, while the pretty little girl in front of her is a very strong person. She can even calculate various possibilities based on her own premonition.

Luo Kai couldn't help but feel a little worried and looked towards the rostrum where some important figures of the Star Horse Kingdom were sitting. The great lord Duke Evan was in the list. In the center, there was an old man with white hair and beard sitting. Fang Hong, the president of the Star Horse Kingdom Sports Association. It is said that he was a high-duan sportsman decades ago. Liu Hou guessed that he was only half a step away from becoming an advanced sportsman.

In addition to these two, there are three high-duan style men, an old man with a green beard looking elegant, the principal of Jinlan Academy, named Lu Rui, and a strong man with a long sword on his back. Xiang Bo, the chief instructor of Guanghan Sports School in Hanzhou County, and the last person is Liu Hou.

The five of them are all long-known Gao Duan Sportsman. In the records of the Sports Art Association, there are only ten Gao Duan Sportsman in Xingma. Five of them came at once today, which shows the importance of the fighting competition.

The fighting competition is not only a grand event in the sports art world, but also the most important reference for the rankings of sports schools in each county. It is generally ranked by rankings. Over the years, the students participating in the Jinlan Academy have ranked the highest, but they will also give other academic institutions opportunities. The top five places will always be given to one or two other sports schools. However, this year's fighting competitions are different. Military sports practitioners have got involved. Not only other sports schools have no chances, but even Jinlan Academy is difficult to enter the top five.

Five high-duan sportsmen sat on the rostrum. Except for Duke Evan, who was dozing off while squinting his eyes, the others looked bad. Fang Hong, president of the Physical Arts Association, explained to the people around him with a wry smile: "Everyone, it is not my idea to let the military participate in the competition, but a notice from the Physical Arts Association, saying that it was the fighting competition that excluded the military system and meant to be discriminatory."

The principal of Jinlan Sports School looked elegant and easy-going, but his words were filled with gunpowder. He said coldly: "Hmph, as far as I know, the superiors are just asking local associations to consider, but they have no intention of ordering."

"Oh, President Lu really misunderstood me. He went to Peking University to a little dissatisfied with the students we sent over the years. He intends to reduce or cancel the number of exchange students in Star Ma Guo. If the students trained by several principals are elites, I don't have to worry about it."

Now everyone else was speechless. Over the years, the training of sports students has become increasingly difficult. Just because the overall environment is in a peaceful state, most of the students in sports schools were born in a pampered environment. Without external pressure, they naturally lost their motivation to move forward. Although a comfortable life is good, they can easily lose the spirit of martial arts and good at fighting. This is a knot that cannot be solved. Even the advancement rate of sports students in the Dongyuan Shangguo country is getting lower and lower.

After a while, Fang Hong changed the topic: "Have you heard of the riots in Jinlan City last night?"

Xiang Bo, the chief instructor of Guanghan Sports School, immediately said excitedly: "I heard that a group of foreign sportsmen besieged a young man, but four of them were killed by that young man. Good guy, our Xingma Guo hasn't had such a powerful person in a long time!"

"I wonder if Principal Liu heard about it?" Fang Hong suddenly asked Liu Hou again.

Liu Hou said expressionlessly: "Of course I heard that, it seems that our physical art association must not be arrogant."

"Haha, as far as I know, this young man is not a folk sportsman, but a first-class sportsman named by our Physical Arts Association. A group of mid-class sportsman killed by a first-class sportsman has no power to fight back. Hehe, if the first-class sportsman is so powerful, we old guys will have no face to live."

Liu Hou was not talking, and the noise was so loud last night, so it was naturally impossible for him to escape the eyes of those who were interested. Luo Kai's identity must be exposed.

The entrance screening in the school field has begun. The competition system is very simple. There are five arenas in the field. First, they are randomly matched. As long as you win three games in a row, you can enter the winner group and rest after the game. The loser can still challenge other rings until you win three games and enter the winner group. Then there is a game in the winner group, that is, the qualifying match, and the ranking is determined by the winning rate.

The finale is the challenge. All players entering the qualifying competition can challenge the players who are in the ranking. Once they win, they can occupy the player's ranking. In order to prevent the occurrence of a wheel battle, the challenged person can reject continuous challenges, but the challenge that ranks one place lower than himself cannot be rejected, that is, the challenge that ranks first cannot be rejected. The last top five players will receive an invitation letter from Peking University.

Lord Evan stood up, cleared his throat first, and read a long-winded opening remark to the manuscript. Until he became a little impatient, he simply interrupted and announced the start of the fighting competition loudly.

Accompanied by a rumbling war drum, the contestants began to draw lots, draw the top five tags and then climbed onto the ring, waiting for the challenge.

The reason why there are five arenas in the field is because there is a tradition in fighting competitions, that is, one person occupies one ring, never comes down from beginning to end, and is called the overlord of the arena. There are very few such people, and manpower is limited after all, and even a physically sect can hardly withstand the successive challenges.

Luo Kai got a 105 tag, indicating that he had more than a hundred contestants ahead of him.

"How many did you draw Luo Kai?" Hao Fei asked anxiously behind him.

“105.”

"Damn, you are so lucky. The more you go, the better. You can see what the guys ahead have. I'm so unlucky, I've scored 10!"

Luo Kai smiled and said, "Why should we change?"

"Is that OK?" Hao Fei looked around carefully.

Luo Kai was extremely sensitive to hearing. He heard that many competitors around him were secretly changing their labels. The later the competition, the more advantage they had, they could target them based on the physical skills of the previous contestants, but this didn't matter to him. He stuffed the label in his hand to Hao Fei.

"Isn't this not good?" Hao Fei hesitated a little. He had seen Luo Kai's terrible operation of hitting bullets with his fists, and guessed that Luo Kai was the ace secretly sent by the school. It would be best not to expose such a killer weapon too early.
Chapter completed!