Wu Jin exhale gently.

At any time, the stage can easily boil blood.

Then the trainees were driven one by one and put on the stage.

The position is casual.

Perform casually.

Almost everyone's attention is on the reconnaissance curtains, mechanisms, set boards, moving walls, tracks, lifting platforms, and flamethrowers. The complex performance mechanism brings a terrain that is almost artificial maze. According to the program requirements, at the beginning of the performance, all contestants were on the B1 floor below the stage and stood on their own lifting platforms.

When it is your turn to part, the lifting platform will automatically rise and send the contestants to the stage.

"We perform all-open and half-open mic..." The AI ​​director greeted: "Everyone comes to register after thinking about it, whether it is half-open or full."

Nicholas was stunned. At this moment, even Wangshu looked confused and moved closer to Wu Jin without any trace.

"When singing, you just play the accompaniment. When you sing, you can start the mic and start the mic. When you sing, you can start the accompaniment and vocals. When you sing, you can start the mic and start the mic and start the mic and start the mic in the live, you can start the mic and start the mic and start the MS-1000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-000-00

Nicholas suddenly realized that in an instant, the contestants registered and opened the microphone. They really wanted to kill on the stage, and they couldn't even escape. Who still remembers singing!

Wu Jin followed the person and reported to the director: "Full open the microphone."

The director gave a thumbs up.

After the assignment was completed, the contestants were lined up and brought to the B1st floor of the stage.

It was pitch black under the stage. There were sixteen scattered lifting platforms between the sets, but two of them were already vacant.

The simple lifting platform can basically only allow one person to stand. The partitions between the lifting platform are complex. Although it is well connected, it is difficult to remember the road. The extremely faint light makes many contestants nervous in an instant. Wu Jin closed his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes to receive the light, closed his eyes, and had already adapted when he opened his eyes.

The AI ​​director is doing his final command: "One person has one platform, stand up. Don't squeeze two people together. The lifting platform has limited load-bearing capacity, and it cannot be lifted by two people..."

The contestants are not far apart from each other, but due to the complex mechanism, the sound of breathing that can be heard is very light.

Darkness may not mean danger, but it has the same origin as danger. After Wu Jin recorded the direction of his lifting platform, he took out the kitchen knife wrapped in curtain strips from his collar as fast as lightning, inserted it at his waist in a warning posture, and then put down the performance costume to block the hilt.

On stage, the first section of the music has been given.

The harsh sound of the speaker passed through the partition, and Wu Jin's scalp was numb because of the noise. Then the stage mechanism turned, and the first flow rapper was sent to the stage by the lifting platform.

Nicholas.

"The audience is my bro, the stage is my flow, hehe hehe youknow..."

Wu Jin frowned in pain, and Nicholas basically never found the beat. Fortunately, he recorded and revised the sound in advance after half-opening, but the whole flow was insulting and rap!

Then the second contestant was sent to the stage, and the lyrics of Silver Armor were divided up by him and 3, 4, and 5. This one had a slightly better voice, and the fourth one was an inexperienced full-length opener. The whole stage was thrilling and deafening.

Fifth place.

Sixth place—

Wu Jin paused suddenly, and his ears moved slightly because he caught an extremely small sound. His right hand pressed the hilt of the knife in the lightning and his spine was climbed up by the extremely cold coldness!

It was like someone was without bones, slowly leaning over in the darkness.

The sticky and cold body pressed against Wu Jin's back.

Wu Jin suddenly turned around!

The boy's eyes were cold and bright, the knife handle slashed through the air and quickly slashed away, and the elbows were accurately accumulating power because of the twisting of the waist and shoulder joints at the same time.

The man behind him retreated quickly!

Behind Wu Jin is a dark group of stage mechanisms. It is hard to imagine that someone had been hiding here before and was integrated into the darkness from the beginning. The man's aura was very light, and even Wu Jin could not tell it out for the first few minutes of hiding.

Wu Jin gasped.

The heartbeat calmed down from a rapid jump state, and the moment of the fight was divided.

The other party is very strong.

This kind of strength is completely different from the boss, Wei Yan. He is obviously stronger than Wu Jin, but he is more cautious than Wu Jin. He quickly retreats after not being able to use one blow. He is low-key, cautious, and has low extroverts, but he does not think about it when he takes action.

A face suddenly flashed through Wu Jin's mind.

In the first round of the Stardust Cup exhibition match, in the center of the huge arena of the Empire Capital, Red K smiled shyly at the audience, always half a step behind the current players to show respect. He is so ordinary that he is no different from any trainee.

Heart K.

Why is he here?

At that moment, it seemed that he was about to squeeze into Wu Jin's lifting platform. When did he walk out of the trainees and hide in the mechanism, or when did he start hiding here and wait for all trainees to enter the mechanism? Also, why did he set up a plan?

Wu Jin narrowed his eyes and grabbed the knuckles of the knife and returned to normal from paleness. His physical strength and fighting will return to full momentum in an instant. However, before he could take action, a ray of light shone suddenly!

The lifting platform slowly rose, isolating him from K.

The bright light of the stage gathers in.

The AI ​​tutor off the stage, the Rapper trainees running around on the stage were all surprised to look at Wu Jin.

Trainee: "…"

Nicholas trembled: "Wang, Brother Wang, knife, knife..."

Wang Ping, holding the machete, suddenly reacted, inserted the machete into his waist, made a hip-hop gesture, becoming the first Rapper on the entire stage to find the beat, shouting out his only lyrics: "Letsgetit."

The AI ​​mentor was stunned and nodded: "Yes, contestant Wang Ping is very powerful, he just doesn't need to bring his own props..."

The riots on the stage finally returned to normal.

After Wu Jin, the contestants rose one by one from the lifting platform.

The entire stage was noisy due to the sound effects, and most of the contestants were on the mic, and there were many lip-syncings. The penultimate lifting platform was running, and Wu Jin seemed to feel a vague shock in his watch.

88 survived -> 87 survived.

Wu Jin beat him up.

One after another, trainees reacted and stared at the stage mechanism.

The lifting platform rose smoothly.

The last lifting platform has not been released for a long time.

Until the performance ends.

Off the stage, the instructor waved his hand to say that the performance was passed. Everyone remembered to practice when they went back. After the scene, the crowd rushed to the B1 mechanism level—

"Brother Lega!" The flashlight shone on the last lifting platform that had not risen. The squatting player inside was suddenly excited and greeted Lega.

Lega also breathed a sigh of relief. The 89th player is named Serra, and he is also one of his spheres of influence. After Lin Qingshan’s accident, if Serra’s accident occurs again, his position as leader of the group will inevitably be shaky.

Wu Jin followed closely behind and held the hilt of the knife again without moving his wrist.

He remembers Serra, who lives in his dormitory next door, and one of the trainees who preached that "K took action because of disrespect for silver armor."

But he still didn't understand why Red Tao K climbed onto his back when he was in the audience just now.

It's like "being possessed".

Unidentified sentences on the watch flashed by again.

"You are Wang Ping's first master."

"The first master."

If Red K is going to become the second master—

The mind suddenly turned upside down.

Wu Jin suddenly pressed his temple.

Countless fragments and clues are put together in an instant, and the result is almost incredible.

How is that possible?!

Beside him, Nicholas was careful and lowered his voice: "Brother Wang is okay? Why did you hold a knife just now? This place is very dark and terrifying."

Wu Jin nodded and breathed out: "I met Red Tao K."

Nicholas was shocked.

He looked at Wu Jin incredibly, as if he had never thought that Wu Jin could escape from Hong Tao K. His knuckles were tightly clenched, re-estimating Wu Jin's value.

At the lifting platform office, Lega was still discussing with the trainee Serra who had not been lifted: "Didn't the lifting platform go up? Are you overweight?"

"No! It's unfair. I'm just a normal weight. Didn't it mean that two people can't get up if they stand--"

In a corner of the agency, Nicholas's eyes moved slightly, and it seemed that he had finally made a decision.

"Brother Wang, I actually agreed to this game in advance..."

Wu Jin looked up.

Nicholas wanted to speak but stopped, so he gave a gesture for a long time: "It will not affect the balance of the game. We wild card trainees like us rely on this to survive. I really have no other meaning. Brother Wang, why don't you guarantee me to enter the top 40? I can reveal more points about Red Peach K."

Wu Jin slowly glanced at him.

This fool seems to have finally replied to normal.

Nicholas is very weak. But it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a veteran of the team.
To be continued...