"The first one, shall we go up?"

Lin Zhishui said in surprise.

They didn't know the order of the battle in advance. According to the Ministry of Education, it was randomly sorted and then drawn. Of course, there was nothing unfair about this battle order. None of the 32 provincial key universities were weak.

So, no one cared about it.

It doesn't make much difference which opponent you face.

Qin Mo glanced at Shan Xin, Lin Zhishui, and Sun Yiyun, and said calmly: "Who goes first?"

Qin Mo originally wanted to be the first to go, but after thinking about it, he decided to wait and see for a while. He was sure and confident enough, but there was no harm in waiting for a while.

Besides, if Shan Xin and the others could really pass the level and defeat other Wuhan University students, he would be happy to sit back and enjoy the success.

Anyway, my biggest goal is merit points. If I can get the merit points reward of Emperor Wu without taking action, it will undoubtedly be the most satisfying.

"Please send one student from each of the two Wuhan universities to come on stage within one minute." The examiner pinched his watch and started timing.

"I'll go first." Shan Xin dragged the knife. It was a heavy knife borrowed from his mentor Zhao Shu. The last time he performed a mission, he brought this knife with him. It was easy to use.

Central China Wuhan University sent a female student with short hair.

"Single letter, one grade."

"Zhao Ruomeng, first grade."

A brief introduction to the two.

In the center of the auditorium, a circle of red seats forms the grandmaster area.

Those who can sit here are all great masters of civil and military affairs, and no one is an ordinary person.

Hua Kexie, the principal of Mowu, Zhong Shenxiu, the master of the Book Hall of Modu, Fan Yang, the lord of Modu City, and Li Dongchang, the commander of Mowu Army, were sitting side by side.

"I didn't expect that after many years of guarding the 'Beast Tide', our human race's martial arts would be passed down from generation to generation, and so many young talents would be born." Li Dongchang, the commander of the Demon Armed Forces, is lean and capable, but his body seems to contain endless energy and blood. His eyes are on

He scanned the hundreds of students on the stage one by one and said happily.

In the extra-dimensional space, what you see every day is death, monsters and human corpses. No matter how many demonic warriors guard the extra-dimensional space, it still feels dead and lifeless.

Only when he returned to Mowu and looked at the little guys in front of him could Li Dongchang feel his popularity.

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that these martial arts masters were extremely outstanding in terms of energy, blood, and physical fitness among martial masters of the same level.

At the age of eighteen, if he can cultivate to this point, he has a bright future.

Hua Kexie, the principal of Mowu, also said with a smile: "These students, selected from major key martial arts elections and participating in exchange competitions on behalf of a martial arts university, are indeed the best among people. In time, as long as they don't die young, everyone can become a master.

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Zhong Shenxiu, the master of the Demon City Document Hall, said: "I heard that this year there is a little guy in the Imperial Martial Arts who is very good. He matched up with Absolute in the freshman assessment."

The concerns of literary masters and martial arts masters are different. As the master of the Demonic Martial Arts Palace, Zhong Shenxiu is more concerned about the literary masters.

At this moment, the examiner officially announced——

"Dear viewers, this National Wuhan University Exchange Competition has officially begun. The contestants appearing in the first round are Shan Xin, a freshman from Diwu University, and Zhao Ruomeng from Central China Wuhan University."

Major TV stations started broadcasting live, and for a while, the flashlights flashed non-stop.

"Blast the Emperor Martial."

"Kill Hong Meng and let him know why the flowers are so red."

On the Mowu Forum, many martial arts masters who could not come to the scene began to post on the forum.

Most of the audience wanted to see how Hong Meng was beaten to death.

There are also some people who even hate God.

Diwu, a boys' dormitory.

Hongmeng, who was tall and muscular, stared at the hot posts on the computer screen that were gradually rising: "MMP."

He was really angry.

I wish I could beat Qin Mo to death.

But, I don’t have that strength.

If he could really defeat Qin Mo, he would now fly to Mowu to catch Qin Mo and give him a hammer.

…

Magical martial arts, competition stage.

Zhao Ruomeng stared at Shan Xin in front of him, his smiling face slightly disappointed, he frowned and said, "Why didn't Hong Meng come up?"

Shan Xin:……

Damn, as for that?

You were the first one to come on stage, weren't you just to beat Qin Mo violently?

Shan Xin shook his head, dragged the knife and made two circles on the steel plate floor and said: "If you beat me, you will naturally see 'Hong Meng'."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll beat you like Hong Meng." Zhao Ruomeng untied the nine-section whip in his hand, the steel chain collided, and he swung the whip violently, causing an explosion in the air.

Shan Xin's pupils shrank: "On the battlefield, there are no distinctions between men and women, so don't blame me."

After the words fell, Shan Xin rushed towards Zhao Ruomeng with a knife, "Chichichichi~~~" The alloy knife made white marks on the ground. When the distance between the two of them was ten meters away, Shan Xin knew that Shan Xin had moved.

Shan Xin's right arm suddenly became thicker, and the blade of the heavy knife instantly lifted off the ground. The back of the knife drew a semicircle in the air and struck Zhao Ruomeng's head.

"So cruel?"

"Damn it, this knife was intended to kill people."

In the audience, the Mowu students and martial arts masters from all over the society widened their eyes and froze their breaths when they saw Shan Xin's hacking attack.

Without saying a word, you would kill him?!

Zhao Ruomeng was horrified when he saw the momentum of the sword and quickly dodged away.

Shila————

At the same time, the nine-section whip in his hand was thrown towards the heavy knife, and he couldn't even dodge it.

"Bang!" The nine-section whip hit the heavy sword. Although it failed to prevent the heavy sword from striking, it caused Shan Xin's heavy sword to deviate from the angle and strike from Zhao Ruomeng's side.

Shan Xin exerted his strength with his arm, pulled back the heavy knife, and changed from a vertical chop to a horizontal cut.

"Let's see how you hide."

Zhao Ruomeng gritted her teeth, unable to avoid it, and blocked the nine-section whip with both hands to block the knife.

"Bang!" The blade collided with the nine-section whip, Zhao Ruomeng's hands trembled, and his whole body was split three meters away, and the tiger's mouth was torn apart.

"Damn it, you beast, you want to kill a girl."

"In the Wuhan University Exchange Competition, life and death are determined. If you don't make a deadly move, how can you play house?"

Exclamations kept coming from the audience.

It was the first time for many people to watch the Wuhan University exchange game, and they had never seen such a competition in which people were cut to death with every move.

"How about this move?"

Shan Xin saw that Zhao Ruomeng's hand was injured and he couldn't hold back his strength. The knife was spinning like a dragon and piercing Zhao Ruomeng's heart.

With this move, Zhao Ruomeng was instantly penetrated.

"Hula——"

The nine-section whip twitched, rolling like a viper to block Shan Xin's heavy sword. Following the rolling force, it locked the heavy sword like an iron chain. Zhao Ruomeng grabbed both ends of the nine-section whip with both hands, resisting the power of the heavy sword.

.

Struggling to support.

There was blood dripping from Zhao Ruomeng's palm. It was not easy to block Shan Xin's blow.

This is the killing move in Shan Xin's sword technique.

Shan Xin laughed loudly and said: "Why bother fighting a trapped beast? I am not even my opponent, but I also want to challenge Hong Meng, the boss of our team."

"Get down here."

Saying that, Shan Xin summoned up his strength, and his vitality suddenly rolled up. The handle of the knife caused the blade to burst and roll, and Zhao Ruomeng was thrown out.

boom!

Zhao Ruomeng's whole body hit the ground.

Fall off the competition stage and lose.
Chapter completed!