Pig Sanbu

“Old Tang, you activated speed-related Genetic Base Points. What’s the direction of those Base Points?”

This question caused Tang Ting to have a melancholic expression.

“It’s… Hand speed…” “And the right hand at that!”

Xu Tui slipped onto a daze.

Hand speed and the right hand. This image…

Didn’t the teacher say that it was easier to activate the Base Points of the areas you use the most?

“Old Tang, just what do you use your hands for?”

“According to that explanation, did I activate the Genetic Base Points in my stomach because I’ve eaten 18 year’s worth of meals?” Cheng Mo, who was on his way to becoming a glutton, looked up and sighed.

Xu Tui stroked his head, “Could it be because I’ve used my brain for 18 years?”

Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Great Genetic Era

Vicky_

Outside the ring, the audience booed.

The Internet was filled with curses.

Especially in the outer area of the arena. It was almost boiling because of Rankhan's act of destroying his severed limb.

However, they had to abide by the rules in the arena.

Due to the stern protests of He Cai, the referee in charge of the India Sector, and Haruji, the teacher-in-charge, Chief Referee Park Gwangwon stopped the competition.

After all, Qu Qingshan had indeed interfered just now.

This pause was extremely disadvantageous to Cui Xi. Cui Xi's broken arm was still bleeding profusely. His face was twisted in pain.

But Rankhan had gained a precious respite.

"Judge Qu Qingshan, please give a reasonable explanation for your interference in the competition just now," the chief referee, Park Gwang-won, said.

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