Below, a figure appeared on the ring, but had lost his head, but his legs were still taking quick steps and rushed out quickly.

This is the dragon flying.

Or it should be said that this is Long Feixiang's body.

The fountain above the neck cavity was gushing blood, and his head flew in the air, but his body strode forward, still holding the sword in his right hand, running quickly, rushing out of the ring, falling down, and after landing, he rolled along, then stood up and continued to rush forward...

After rushing out for more than twenty meters, he fell to the ground with a bang.

It was not until this moment that he truly died and died completely!

Dong!

The head that flew high inevitably fell back to the ring, making a dull sound.

This dull sound seemed to hit the hearts of all the students and teachers of Qianlong Gaowu. They all held their breath and looked at the stage in disbelief!

That's the move!

That's the knife!

Qianlong Gaowu's third-grade talent failed after several geniuses?!

Death on the spot!?

What a cruel situation this is?!

The King of Central Plains stood blankly, his whole body stiff.

"What's wrong?" Ximen Dashuai looked at the King of Zhongyuan with casual eyes: "Why did he suddenly stand up?"

"...It's okay, suddenly a murder case... I'm a little surprised." The King of Central Plains murmured.

"Don't be impatient. Your father was in and out of thousands of troops, corpses wandering in and out of the sea of ​​blood, and his face remained unchanged. Taifeng, you can't do it." Ximen Dashen said.

King of Central Plains: “…yes.”

"Well, sit down and watch slowly." Ximen Marshal said lightly: "Today, it's still a long time."

The King of Central Plains sat down slowly, his mind was a little blank for a moment.

Is it still a long time today? Look slowly?

What do you mean by this...?

The King of Central Plains looked straight at his head that was no longer bleeding from the ground, and his eyes that were still full of confidence that he could cut his opponent under the sword...

And the tightly pursed lips and the handsome and tender face suddenly became confused.

The tall figure swayed gently.

...

Ye Changqing's lips were trembling, and the faces of Qianlong Gao Wu and his teachers became extremely ugly in an instant.

Many students? They looked pale.

On stage.

Tie Xiaoniu stood up slowly and carefully inserted the big knife into the scabbard again? The expression on his face was still calm? He bowed slightly to his head on the stage and said, "Take it aside!"

After saying that, he stood up and turned his attention to Minister Ding.

It is obvious that he is waiting for Minister Ding to announce his victory.

Minister Ding's lips also trembled twice? He shouted: "First team? Team 2 Tie Mavericks won!"

The baby becomes a high-level baby becomes a high-level baby, kill it in one blow!

This battle result must be brilliant, but this battle result? It is made up of blood and iron blood together!

Tie Xiaoniu saluted lightly? He turned around and stepped down.

Zuo Xiaoduo and others noticed that the expression on the iron calf's face before and after the murder had not changed at all; he even cut off someone else's head in front of his own eyes, and with such blood flying, he was not stained with a little blood!

This is a veteran!

Whether it is a battle or a murder? They are all veterans!

Zuo Xiaoduo gave this person such a comment in his heart.

Wen Xingtian stood in front of his students, with an unprecedented solemn face?     There is no longer the intention of "his students will win".

He looked at Tie Xiaoniu and murmured with a heavy voice: "This is a battle formation fighting technique!"

Body is like a mountain? The wind and rain remain unmoved;

Face a strong enemy directly? Heart is like steel;

Blade through the throat? The face does not change its color;

Draw your sword and attack with one knife!

Wen Xingtian took a deep breath, suppressed what he thought, and felt infinitely puzzled: This is a man in the army! But why?

Qianlong Gaowu Grade 3 Class 1, all the students in Class 1 stood up in a bang.

One by one, his eyes were about to burst, and two people pulled their swords out of their sheath in a clang, and they were about to rush over and put them on the right side.

"stop!"

Ye Changqing shouted with a pale face: "No one can move rashly!"

"The competition on the ring is full of life and death, the survival of the fittest, the strong are respected!"

An extremely powerful divine thought instantly enveloped the entire martial arts temple.

It was Ximen who took action.

"Fighting in battle formations, life and death without any resentment! All the teachers and students of Qianlong Gaowu, please remain calm."

Ximen's voice was filled with a sense of majesty.

At the same time, the two divine thought powers that even Magistrate Ximen did not have any awareness, divided into thousands of stocks, locking everyone present in Qianlong Gaowu!

Including the teacher!

Including students!

Even including... the two thousand people who are about to go to the battlefield to replace defense.

These thousands of divine thought powers are meticulous and subtle, and although they really exist, they are not noticed by the world at all. However, they have already taken all the reactions, mood changes, and fluctuations of their eyes into their eyes!

"We Qianlong Gaowu can afford to lose!"

Ye Changqing shouted: "Everyone has it, quiet!"

The mentors sighed in their hearts.

They all saw Ye Changqing's grief and excitement at this moment, and they felt unbearable.

But if you tell him the plan now, if something goes wrong with Ye Changqing's acting skills, it will be noticed immediately and the situation will be out of control...

I can’t say that, so I have to temporarily feel wronged Ye Changqing!

Minister Ding stood up, sighed softly, and said, "I am very disappointed when Qianlong Gaowu was defeated in the first battle; but I also understand. After all, you are children who have never experienced any tragic battles. If you lose, you will be killed instantly, which is the most normal thing."

"But... what I want to tell the children is...you can be immature, but the real battlefield will not give you time to mature!"

"When facing the enemy at that time, they would not give you time to mature!"

"You are immature now. When you arrive at the battlefield, you will only end up like the student just now!"

"If you die on the battlefield like this, you will not even be considered a martyr! Because on the battlefield, only soldiers who have killed the enemy will be martyrs after they die in battle!"

"There is only one name that died in vain like this, called Meritorious!"

Minister Ding said heavily: "The enemy's merits!"

"To put it bluntly, those who die like this are those who go to the battlefield to give away their heads! Those who give away their merits! Not only the dead just now, but also you, are all the weak people!"

Minister Ding's voice was like a big bell, exploding in the hearts of every student.

The battle just now and the words that are now, shattering the dream of young heroes who "kill the enemy and make meritorious, make a name for themselves, glorify the ancestors, and pay attention to the attention of everyone."

You are the one who goes to the battlefield to give away the heads! You are the one who gives away the merits!

I am not even worthy of cannon fodder, not as good as?!

These words will undoubtedly be a huge blow to many of them who have dreamed of heroes early on!

Minister Ding's voice turned into a deep pain and said loudly: "This battle disappointed me; because I didn't feel the atmosphere of the students' decisive death or the momentum of the decisive death. I rushed up and was killed. Maybe you will think that I was cold-blooded, heartless, and too unkind."

"Which side do you think I am on? Am I still the minister of the Ministry of Martial Arts? How can I speak like this? Isn't this gloating? Why do you have to put down the wrong person when you die?"

Minister Ding said loudly: "I know that some of you must think so! Even most people think so!"

"But I should not be responsible for teaching you to correct you, you have your teachers! And I am not responsible for this!"

"I just want to say that there are big problems with the mentality of these young people now!"

"Your perception of fighting in battle formations is not only one-sided, it's just a joke!"

"And the only result of a joke is to get rid of your life!"
To be continued...