Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

"Sign it!"

Koster gritted his teeth, took a step, and walked towards Zhang Zhao.

The distance between the two continued to shrink until it stopped at less than a meter.

Koster looked down at Zhang Zhao, "You asked for it!"

Zhang Zhao didn't reply, but simply turned his head to look at Mai Xiaowen.

Mai Xiaowen's gaze fell on Zhang Zhao.

Are you sure?

Zhang Zhao nodded.

Mai Xiaowen glanced at him for two seconds, then turned and walked to the worktable, taking out a piece of paper and a pen from the drawer.

She slapped the paper on the table and put the pen aside.

"There's no template for the waiver of liability! You'll have to write it yourselves and sign it yourselves."

Koster strode over, grabbed a pen, and scribbled a few lines on the paper.

After he finished writing, he slammed the pen on the table, signed his name, turned around, and pushed the paper in front of Zhang Zhao.

"Your turn!"

Zhang Zhao picked up the pen and glanced at the paper.

The handwriting is ugly, but the meaning is clear.

Without hesitation, he signed his name.

Zhang Zhao!

The two characters, each stroke meticulously crafted.

Mai Xiaowen picked up the paper, folded it twice, and stuffed it into her combat uniform pocket.

"I will hand this paper over to Instructor Deep Blue for filing."

She looked up at the two of them.

"Now, to the fighting arena!"

On the east side of the training ground in Area A, there is a separate fighting arena.

The space was small, about fifty square meters, and was surrounded by a octagonal cage made of thick ropes.

The ground is covered with dark green soft mats, which are usually used for close combat training, and occasionally there are formal duels.

Zhang Zhao walked into the octagonal cage, and Koster walked in from the other side.

Outside the octagon, more and more people gathered!

Shenlan, Gu, and Bee Doctor all came over to join in the fun after hearing the commotion!

Everyone is waiting!

Mai Xiaowen stood at the entrance of the octagon, holding a timer in her hand!

There are no rules.

There is no time limit.

"Until one side concedes defeat or loses consciousness!"

She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the two men.

"Did you all understand?"

Koster nodded.

Zhang Zhao nodded as well.

Mai Xiaowen took a deep breath and left the octagon.

"start!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Koster moved!

Instead of attacking rashly, he moved laterally, circling Zhang Zhao in a semi-circle.

He raised his arms slightly to protect his head and torso, keeping his center of gravity very low.

Do you know what my name was in my previous unit?

Koster spoke, his voice not loud, but every word carried a deliberately created sense of oppression.

"Black bear!"

He continued moving, his steps never faltering.

"It's not because I look like a bear, it's because I'm strong! I can smash a person's skull with one slap!"

Zhang Zhao stood still, without moving.

Stand with your feet apart, knees slightly bent, and lower your center of gravity.

Bajiquan - Liangyi Stance!

His gaze calmly fell on Koster, his attention shifting to the system backpack.

[M1 muscle-strengthening injection, already used!]

The icy liquid surged into my body and flowed throughout my entire body with my blood!

Zhang Zhao clenched his fist, his knuckles making a cracking sound.

Strength attribute: 6.3 → 9.45!

At this moment, his power was even slightly stronger than that of Zoya and Claw, who were both official operators!

But Koster didn't notice Zhang Zhao's change; he was still circling around and talking.

"I've seen way too many newbies like you."

He chuckled and shook his head.

"They talk a good game, but when they actually get on the field, their legs go weak!"

"Look at you, standing there without moving. Are you already regretting it?"

"Do you regret signing that waiver of consent?"

"Regretting coming to GTI?"

"regret--"

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Zhang Zhao interrupted him, and Koster's smile froze on his face.

Outside the octagon, everyone's attention was focused at this moment; a conflict was about to begin!

Koster's face darkened instantly, but because it was already dark, it was not noticeable at all.

"You fucking—"

He stopped cursing halfway through his speech.

Because Zhang Zhao made a move!

There was no probing!

There was no feint!

But -

They rushed straight up!

Bajiquan - Supporting Hammer!

A punch aimed straight at Koster's face!

Koster's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively raised his left arm to block—

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the left forearm with a dull thud!

Koster staggered back several steps, his left arm throbbing as if it were about to break!

He glanced down at his left arm—

A fist mark was clearly visible, and the skin was already red!

"you--"

He looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Something's not right with the power of that punch!

Something's very, very wrong!

But Zhang Zhao didn't give Koster a chance to catch his breath!

He threw a punch, and his body followed.

Bajiquan - Elbow Strike!

As the right fist retracts upward, the elbow thrusts forward, aiming straight for Koster's chest!

This move was incredibly fast, landing squarely on Koster's chest!

"Bang!"

Everyone heard the muffled thud clearly!

Koster's eyes widened instantly, his feet left the ground, and he flew backward!

The rope was shaking violently!

Koster crashed into the ropes of the octagon and bounced back!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, splashing onto the cushion, looking particularly glaring.

Koster staggered, trying to get up.

He had completely realized that something was wrong and was ready to admit defeat!

What's face compared to life?

However, Zhang Zhao's offensive was far from over!

As soon as the elbow strike landed, the body had already completed the turn.

Qi Shang stepped forward, his right leg aimed straight at Koster's face!

That kick was incredibly powerful!

With a loud "smack," it landed squarely on Koster's mouth!

"Click~"

Koster's cervical spine made a cracking sound!

This time, he couldn't stand up again.

Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth and slowly seeped onto the cushion.

Outside the octagon, there was a deathly silence!

Everyone froze in place.

Zhang Zhao stood in the center of the octagonal cage and slowly pulled his legs back.

He glanced down at Koster, who was lying on the ground.

Relink's brain-computer interface has already provided feedback regarding battlefield awareness—

[Target Status: Dead]

"Dead?"

Zhang Zhao frowned slightly as he looked at the message.

He just wanted to teach this dark-skinned, burly man a lesson, but he never expected—

A punch, an elbow, a kick!

Three moves... and the person was gone.

"He's dead already?"

Zhang Zhao muttered to himself. Outside the octagonal cage, the first to react was the bee doctor.

"Make way! Make way! Make way!"

With his blond hair, he squeezed his way through the crowd, rushed into the octagon, and squatted down next to Koster.

He placed his finger on the carotid artery, flipped open the eyelid to check the pupil, and completed the action in one smooth motion.

Five seconds later, the bee doctor looked up at Deep Blue standing on the sidelines.

"Die~"

Two words, spoken lightly, but everyone present heard them clearly.