When Zhang Qifan pushed open the door of the fighting room, the first thing he saw was a concerned face. Li Lixin had been watching all the battle scenes of Zhang Qifan, and the cruel scene of her breaking her arms straightened, which made her look cold and heartbroken. However, she had not forgotten the responsibility of her adjutant and waited in front of the door early in the morning with a first aid kit.

In the era of Earth, the fracture of the arm was severely injured for at least 100 days. But now it is a minor injury as simple as a Band-Aid. Even if it is an amputation, a three-dimensional body printer can print out the limbs intact, let alone just a mere fracture.

You don’t even need to go to the hospital. Just straighten the bones and get an injection. The nanorepair agent can directly reach the fracture along the blood vessels, break down the bones and repair the bones.

As soon as he saw Zhang Qifan coming out, Li Lixin couldn't wait to take off his clothes and prepare to treat him. Zhang Qifan did not refuse. Although such injuries could recover many times faster than ordinary people under the guidance of his mental power, no matter how fast it was, it was not as good as a nanorepair agent. He didn't want to carry his broken hand and it would be inconvenient for several days.

Except for Li Lixin, almost all the soldiers on the Iron Blood Camp surrounded him. When they saw Zhang Qifan, everyone was at a loss. Except for the four ferocious beasts, the rest of the people didn't know Zhang Qifan's strength, so they were deeply shocked by the battle. In their minds, Zhang Qifan's image of Yingwu was completely subverted, so they didn't know how to face him for a while.

However, Wu Peng and his wife were beaten up, and were mentally prepared and did not lose their composure. Wu Peng immediately stood at the right moment and shouted, "Hello, sir." Seeing Zhang Qifan's aggression again, Wu Peng's call became more and more natural.

The rest of the people who were awakened by Wu Peng's roar quickly started to scream. At first, they were uneven. After a few screams, everyone realized something was wrong. They paused for a moment, looked back and forth, and then suddenly burst out with a neat roar: "Hello, sir!" The loud noise was so loud that Li Lixin, who was looking for a syringe, almost jumped up from the ground.

"Okay." Zhang Qifan responded, suddenly remembered something, turned to Li Lixin and asked: "Is anyone signing up to challenge me?"

As soon as Zhang Qifan finished speaking, most people stood in the straight team like a benchmark, and their faces turned pale. Of course, there were some challenges, and there were quite a few. Among the hundreds of people in the Iron Blood Camp, at least seventy or eighty registered. In their opinion, Zhang Qifan, who was thin, was their favorite bullying object. Could it be that there was a chance to beat the chief openly, who would be willing to let him go easily?

Only Wu Peng and a few people who were familiar with monkeys who received the warning were cautious and did not join in the fun.

Now they finally know what their commander is. A guy who even killed a level 16 remote control fighting robot. This is an existence that is even more terrifying than the four ferocious beasts. Isn’t it that challenging him to seek death?

Li Lixin hesitated for a moment and raised her head to look into the team. Facing her gaze, the guys with pale faces shook their heads desperately, with a look of flattery and begging in their eyes.

Li Lixin's heart was like filling a bottle of ice drinks on the day of the holiday, and she felt so happy. Once upon a time, this barbarian who was overly high-minded would look at herself with such flattering eyes? Without the support of her superior, she was like a nanny and a servant. She was responsible for cleaning up the mess for them every day, and was easily verbally harassed, and life was too difficult.

However, after Zhang Qifan came for only two days, Li Lixin clearly felt that her status was rising. It can be expected that with such a strong commander, her life would get better and better in the future. At this moment, Li Lixin only had a feeling in her heart, it was so cool!

I thoughtfully pondered for a while, enjoyed the gazes of the barbarians begging for mercy for a while, and finally reported to Zhang Qifan: "No, sir, no one challenges you."

Zhang Qifan glanced at the team example unexpectedly. It’s not like this. Are these guys so gentle? They are all rebellious guys, and they won’t have any challenges? Didn’t there be someone who claimed to challenge themselves yesterday?

Zhang Qifan's eyes were patrolling the team, and finally fell on the guy who threatened to challenge him yesterday afternoon. However, the other party no longer had the annoying expression of "Come and hit me quickly" yesterday. Instead, he looked straight, his face was serious, and his body was straight, like the most standard model.

Zhang Qifan looked at him several times, but he did not react at all, as if he had never said anything like "to challenge" yesterday.

"Is no one going to challenge me?" Zhang Qifan looked at the guy and asked loudly.

"Report to the Chief, no." When we got the opportunity, we were rarely in unison and neat, and the ones who shouted the loudest were those who had signed up.

Zhang Qifan shook his head a little disappointed: "Then you listen to me from now on and disband."

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The Armored Elite Club, a training room for a special training room for ace driver, opened the dormant hatch cover filled with nutrient solution, and Schneider crawled out of the inside. He couldn't stand firmly and fell on the cold floor and vomited in pain.

However, the pain of vomiting could not divert his attention at all. At this moment, the fighting robot was still in his mind, and the parts were scattered, and his face was frozen on an expressionless face.

He is the driver who controls the fighting robot to fight Zhang Qifan.

The Armored Elite Club is a folk club in the Pan Star Domain, which brings together the most elite part of all remotely controlled armored drivers in the Pan Star Domain. These people come from different fields, trained by the military, selected in holographic games, and explored and trained by competitive companies. No matter which field they come from, they can join this club, they are undoubtedly the absolute elites selected from thousands of yuan.

Elites are also divided into levels, from one star to five star, then to ace, and finally the gods are created. God-level drivers are unique. All members of the elite club decide the strongest one every year and then issue the highest scepter. God-level drivers with this scepter can obtain 20% of all profits of the armored elite club in the next year.

This is a very huge profit, enough to make all members fight for it. Therefore, since its establishment, the competition for the title of God-level driver has been very fierce.

Although Schneider has never won this title, he is still a well-deserved elite in the Armored Elite Club, second only to the god-level ace.

In the elite club with tens of thousands of members, there are only about one thousand aces. These tens of thousands of members are elites among hundreds of billions of human drivers in the Pan-Star Domain. You can imagine the value of this title.

But today, he, the ace driver, was controlling a level 16 fighting robot, but was beaten into two pieces by a human. Although the fighting robot was not the model he drove most often, although the fighting robot had weak combat power and knew nothing about his opponent. However, he lost, driving armor, and lost to a naked human.

This is a shame, this is a nightmare. When I think of that scene, Schneider felt a biting pain coming from his waist, as if he was beaten into two parts, not a fighting robot, but his body.

This situation is very common. The defects of the neuronal manipulation system are here. Because it is too closely connected with the remote-controlled body, the body is damaged and it is easy to cause damage to the driver's mental health. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the driver will cut off the pain connection with the body.

But Zhang Qifan's last blow was too violent, too cruel, and too impressed him. He could never forget it. When he punched Zhang Qifan's arm, the bones were broken, but the other party did not react at all, as if the one who discounted it was not his arm, and the other party did not even change his expression.

Zhang Qifan's reaction made him lose his mind for a moment. When he came to his senses, he was already headed to the ground and was powerless to turn the sky. He watched him smashing to the ground, breaking into two pieces. The bounced upper body could still see splashing parts and the lower body bounced in the other direction. That kind of scene was so sore when he recalled.

After gasping on the ground for a long time, he slowly calmed down. Fortunately, the ace drivers all had their own exclusive training room, and his condition was not seen by others at this moment, which made him feel a little bit better.

He struggled to lift up from the ground, Schneider red eyes and gritted his teeth and murmured: "I will find you."

In order to prevent the military from poaching, this kind of battle connected through the military network challenge system has no records of real names and numbers. Schneider did not know any other name, age, department, number, etc. except for knowing Zhang Qifan's appearance. Finding a soldier who doesn't even know his name among the hundreds of millions of soldiers in the Pan-Star Domain is not the same as finding a needle in a haystack.

However, according to the connection delay, the opponent's position will not exceed the solar system, which greatly narrows the scope of search.
Chapter completed!