Chapter 308 Members of the first team of Beijing University.
At this time, Qin Hao was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, but he didn't know how to explain it.
After all, he was the one who patted his chest before the game and said that Qiao Yu didn't know how to use necromancy.
He could only turn his grievance into strength, and slashed directly at Qiao Yu's head with an angry sword.
"die!!"
However, someone wanted to kill Qiao Yu, so how could Zuo You sit idly by?
Qin Hao's sword struck Zuo You's Curse Shield firmly, and at this moment, a few blue silver lights flashed faintly on the Curse Shield.
"Energy storage re-engraved! Release!"
A cunning light flashed in Zuo You's eyes.
Countless violent thunders spurted out from the Curse Shield. Although it was not as powerful as the one released by Lei Shunyu himself, it was still enough for Qin Hao to drink a pot.
Qin Hao was instantly numbed by electricity, and his hair stood up instantly.
Ma Fei seized the opportunity and sent Qin Hao flying out of the training platform with one sword strike.
Then Ma Fei put his hands behind his back and said with a look of disdain.
"Qin Hao, go with peace of mind. I have already begun to study the opponents in the fighting competition. I will tell them on that stage who is the world's best swordsman of the younger generation!"
Qin Hao, who had fallen off the stage, heard this and was so angry that his eyes turned white and he fainted.
He couldn't figure it out, how could someone have the nerve to look scornful of the world when they were conducting a sneak attack?
After Qin Hao was eliminated, An Daren and Zhuang Fanrou, who were the only ones left, were even more unlikely to comeback in a two-on-five situation. Qiao Yu and Yang Xiangdi gave them each a skill.
Qiao Yu took a deep breath and couldn't help but secretly thought she was lucky.
If Lei Shunyu hadn't expected that he would call out a row of headless horsemen behind him, this battle wouldn't have been won so easily.
After all, Lei Shunyu's terrifying thunder power just now was obvious to all.
The training ground was completely silent at this time, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Before the game, no one could have imagined that five freshmen who were not expected by everyone could actually defeat the second team of Peking University.
Finally, an old man came to his senses and asked.
"I remember before the game, someone said that if the second team lost, he wanted the propeller of the Japanese ship. Where is he? Give me a link to the live broadcast, and I will give you two big rockets."
"Huh? I remember it was Liang Feifan who majored in sow postpartum care. Where is Liang Feifan?"
"Here, here, here!"
The crowd parted in an instant, leaving a fat man with oily hair standing alone in the middle of the crowd.
Liang Feifan had cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He was just casually talking about how high he was. How could he have imagined that the second team would actually lose to the freshman team?
If I had known earlier, I would have talked about a five-speed electric fan. Is a ship propeller something that people can talk about? I'm afraid it would have been like sliced ham.
"I'm just kidding, brothers..." Liang Feifan looked embarrassed.
"Tch~" there was a burst of boos from the crowd, and someone raised their middle finger and cursed: "Shit, Liang Feifan!"
On the training ground, the members of Beijing University's first team also looked at Qiao Yu and the other five with great interest.
"Well, let me just say that my fellow villagers are extraordinary!" Long Xiang chuckled.
A very ordinary-looking man wearing a white training uniform sat on the stone steps, with his hands crossed in front of his mouth, and a pair of murderous eyes hidden behind a black frame.
This was a man who was so ordinary that he would never be found again if he was thrown into the crowd, but the four people in Longxiang vaguely thought of him as the leader.
"I can only say something, but not much."
As soon as the man opened his mouth, Long Xiang's expression froze, his smile froze, and his psychological shadow area increased by 50 square centimeters.
"Don't forget, our opponents from beginning to end have only been the first team of Huaqing University and that man named Gu Ming. Other things are not what we should consider now."
After the man said that, he turned around and left, not leaving any face to Long Xiang.
Long Xiang's expression was gloomy, but he didn't dare to refute.
There is no other reason, just because the captain of that man's team, the number one genius at Kyoto University - the level 32 high-level heavy-armed warrior, Duan Shuishui.
"It's okay, Long Xiang. You also know the captain's character. He has no intention of targeting you."
A pleasant female voice sounded, and Dai Siyu, who was wearing a red dress and had a hot figure, patted Long Xiang's shoulder. The size of her chest was no less than that of Zhao Ziyue.
The famous scholar Lu once said that the bigger your breasts, the more reasonable your speech will be.
After Dai Siyu's comfort, Long Xiang's face indeed became better.
"Long Xiang, since they are all from your hometown, please help introduce them. After all, we have to participate in the battle competition together." Dai Siyu smiled lightly.
"Okay!" Long Xiang nodded, then walked towards Qiao Yu and the others.
At this time, Qiao Yu and the others were being scolded with their heads down.
"You brat! I told you not to use your physical body before the semi-finals, and yet you rush forward with a Corpse Technique? Which necromancer would use a Corpse Flesh Technique to take damage?"
"Do you think I don't know how to use necromancy? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Snapped!
Shen Jianshu knocked the thermos cup directly on Qiao Yu's forehead. Qiao Yu was fine, but Shen Jianshu's thermos cup was dented. Shen Jianshu became even more angry when he saw this.
Long Xiang arrived just then. He smiled and said: "Professor Shen, good afternoon."
"roll!"
Long Xiang: "...Okay."
He felt very aggrieved and wanted to get out of here. Why are you being so cruel?
It was not until half an hour later that Qiao Yu finally finished his training and repeatedly promised that he would not use his physical body next time, then Professor Shen angrily left the training ground to repair the thermos cup.
Seeing Shen Jianshu leave, Long Xiang dared to step forward again.
"Junior brother Qiao Yu, congratulations on getting the quota for the battle competition. Let me introduce to you some senior brothers and sisters from the first team."
"This is Senior Brother Wan Maoxue, a level 31 advanced Ninja Assassin!"
A man with a black mole on his chin smiled kindly at Qiao Yu and the others. He was not very tall, about 1.65 meters tall, and was very thin.
"This is Senior Sister Ke Jing, a level 31 high-level wind and fire mage!"
"Hi, hello, fellow junior brothers and sisters."
Ke Jing smiled and waved to Qiao Yu and the others. She was not pretty, but she made people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.
"This is Senior Sister Dai Siyu, a level 30 intermediate white mage of the blessing system!"
When Dai Siyu was introduced, Qiao Yu's eyes visibly lit up.
Although the figure of Dai Siyu in front of her is almost the same as that of Zhao Ziyue, her clothes are obviously much bolder. She wears a close-fitting red skirt that perfectly outlines her figure lines.
Ma Fei immediately raised his hand and said, "Hello, Senior Sister! I am Yin Zhifei, the third generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. I never thought that there would be such a stunningly beautiful woman like Senior Sister in the world!"
"Tauren, get out of here!"
Yang Xiangdi kicked Ma Fei away, then grinned and asked Dai Siyu.
"Sister, do you know why the oysters piled in the mud are so plump?"
Dai Siyu had a smile on her face. She vaguely felt that these freshmen juniors were quite interesting, so she asked back, "Why?"
"Because mud oysters are beautiful! Hehe!" Yang Xiangdi expressed his feelings directly.
"Little fat man, your earthy love talk is so earthy."
Dai Siyu was amused by this cute little fat man and giggled.
Qiao Yu was eager to give it a try, and was about to say a few flirty words, but suddenly she felt a murderous gaze staring at her from behind.
"Ahem!"
Qiao Yu suddenly became serious.
"Yang Xiangdi, you are wrong. The reason why the oysters piled in the mud are particularly plump is because the mud is so beautiful!"