Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Mowu Gymnasium.

Compared with the morning when people were still needed to maintain order, the audience was much more self-conscious at this moment, quietly found their seats, and took their seats one after another.

Before the contestants even entered the venue, Liu Huarong started to speak: "After the competition ended in the morning, I took a look at the reactions on the Internet. Many people felt that this exchange competition was too cruel...

There are all kinds of things on the Internet, saying that some students are cruel, and some students are too stupid...

Why fight like this?

If you can't see the enemy, why don't you admit defeat and surrender?"

Liu Huarong suddenly said in a somewhat excited tone: "That's because there are only warriors who died in battle and no warriors who surrendered!

Everyone, remember what I say!

Just because you don’t understand something now, doesn’t mean you’ll never understand it!

There are always some people who are working silently for you. They can die in battle or be defeated, but they will never surrender!

This is a good exchange competition, and it doesn't stop the students from admitting defeat, but it would be a shame to surrender before the last moment!"

Chen Xueyan added lightly: "Strength may not be enough, but the bones must be strong!

Wuhan University is an example to all warriors."

…

With the words of the two people, the afternoon game time officially arrived.

"Now, let's take a look at the lineups of Mowu and the Eight Schools Alliance."

"Mowu: Fang Ping, Fu Changding, Yang Xiaoman, Zhao Xuemei, Zhao Lei.

Mowu has also chosen its captain. Who will be the captain of the Eight Schools Alliance?

In the morning, we witnessed a wonderful captain's battle. Will the afternoon game be even more exciting?

Next, let’s take a look at the lineup of the Eight-School Alliance.

Eight-School Alliance: Zhang Guanglin, Chen Hongwei, Wei Bin, Zhang Jingdong, Cai Qinghai.

The eight-school alliance is actually not the captain, but Zhang Guanglin from South China University of Science and Technology. The captain Wei Bin is in the middle, and Cai Qinghai, also from Wuhan University in China, leads the way. Is this the strategy of the eight-school alliance?

Is it because you were affected by what happened in the morning and are afraid that the captain’s defeat will have an impact on morale?”

Liu Huarong made a rough guess, then laughed loudly and said: "Now, let's invite the participating warriors to come on stage!"

…

Backstage, Fang Ping was wearing black training clothes and holding the assembled Phoenix Mouth Knife in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ping stepped forward.

"come on!"

"Don't hold back!"

"A string of five!"

Everyone else cheered for him, and Tang Feng's several mentors were also standing by, but they didn't say a word.

…

Arena.

Fang Ping jumped up with a long knife in hand.

Under the stage, Fang Yuan did not listen to Fang Ping's words. At this moment, her palms were covered with sweat and she was tightly holding onto Xiao Ling's arm.

At the same time as Fang Ping came on stage, Zhang Guanglin on the other side also came on stage carrying an alloy long stick.

"Modu Wuhan University, Fang Ping!"

"Eight School Alliance, Zhang Guanglin!"

Zhang Guanglin looked heavy. South China University of Science and Technology had played a friendly match with Mowu before, and he had played against Mowu's people.

Mowu sent almost all reserve team members at that time, and only Zhao Xuemei, the main member, came on stage.

But that time, Zhao Xuemei also beat him extremely fiercely. To this day, Zhang Guanglin has not forgotten that Zhao Xuemei almost kicked the man through the throat that day.

Zhao Xuemei is like this, but what about Fang Ping?

Fang Ping is the captain of Mowu!

The Eight-School Alliance also guessed that they would make the captain, so they changed the original order of playing.

Zhang Guanglin's main goal is not to defeat Fang Ping, but to consume Fang Ping's energy and blood.

Chen Hongwei's goal was to win if he could win, and to delay Fang Ping until he was unable to fight again, so that Wei Bin could regain the numerical advantage.

"start!"

When the referee gave the order, Zhang Guanglin immediately retreated... Fang Ping did not attack, but stood still.

The situation of these two people suddenly made everyone a little surprised.

Fang Ping, on the other hand, was unhurried and did not lift the Fengzui knife. Instead, he mopped the floor and walked slowly towards the other party.

“Last time at South China University of Science and Technology, I saw a classmate who was preparing to fight, and the results were good.

This time, I want to borrow it, do you mind?"

Zhang Guanglin's face was heavy, but he didn't reply, and he no longer retreated. Fang Ping actually prepared a battle. He couldn't avoid it, but had to take the initiative to interrupt Fang Ping's charge!

Before Fang Ping came, Zhang Guanglin's long stick whizzed over and hit Fang Ping's throat!

Fang Ping did not draw his sword, but moved his head in a circle to avoid the opponent's attack.

Zhang Guanglin was not surprised either. He changed his long stick into a sweep, and then struck down with thunder halfway!

According to the understanding of some of the warriors present, Fang Ping was gathering momentum at this moment and would naturally not use his sword.

But the next moment, many people knew that they had guessed wrong!

Fang Ping, who was dragging the knife just now, suddenly raised the knife and struck forward!

There was a sound of "dang" and sparks flew everywhere.

Zhang Guanglin felt a shock coming from the alloy rod, which made his palms numb and tremble.

"I just don't want you to avoid the battle!"

Fang Ping suddenly said something, and then the long knife blew a gust of wind in the air.

"when!"

Zhang Guanglin took another forceful blow and retreated quickly.

Fang Ping did not give up this time. He moved his steps instantly, roared violently, and struck again with his long knife!

"when!"

Before the sound fell, the long knife was like a shadow, and the sound of "dang" sounded again.

Before everyone could recover, the third sound came, but it was no longer the crisp sound of "dang", but the sound of metal cutting.

"Click..."

A faint cracking sound was heard, and the expressions of many people on the second floor changed.

At this moment, Fang Ping chopped off Zhang Guanglin's long alloy stick with three swords!

Zhang Guanglin obviously didn't expect that at the next moment, the long knife that still had enough power would hit his chest instantly.

"puff!"

At the same time as the blood sputtered, Zhang Guanglin's sternum also heard a breaking sound.

But Fang Ping didn't stop. He raised his long knife, his energy and blood surged again, and his chopping knife fell!

"Admit defeat!"

On the second floor, a grandmaster shouted out loudly the words of surrender.

The referee on the side did not choose to block Fang Ping's long knife this time, but pulled Zhang Guanglin back to avoid Fang Ping's long knife.

But Fang Ping did not draw his sword, and hit the ring floor with one strike.

A loud "bang" sound was heard, and a deep knife mark appeared on the ground.

"call……"

Zhang Guanglin breathed painfully, and his chest was already stained red with blood. He knew that he was no match for Captain Mowu, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually defeat him in this way!

Three knives chopped off his long alloy stick!

Under the ring, Liu Huarong was also slightly surprised and said: "The captain of Mowu, Fang Ping, didn't show much skill, but he broke the F-grade alloy stick with three swords. The energy and blood burst of the three swords was about 60 calories.

This...doesn’t he want to play the second game?”

Yes, Fang Ping's fight looked very easy, but he cut off the opponent's alloy stick with three swords, plus two swords in the front and one in the back.
To be continued...