The examiner who was sprinting was instantly stopped by someone.
He raised his head in confusion to search for the source of the sound. After searching around, he found that the person who stopped him was actually the seriously injured Qiao Yu!
"Classmate Qiao Yu, you are so seriously injured that you are no longer fit to continue competing!"
The examiner comforted Qiao Yu. Although according to the rules, only a blood volume of 1 is considered a failure, but only candidates who can pass the points elimination round.
Each one is a pillar of the country's future. If any serious psychological trauma is left behind, it will be more than worth the loss!
You know, the pain experience in this world is 100% imitated in the real world.
How painful is this with so many penetrating injuries?
"Thank you, I can continue to play!" Qiao Yu said, shaking her head.
"Um...Okay! Then if you feel unwell, you must stop the game as soon as possible!"
The examiner returned to his original position with some concern. The examinee was unwilling to give up, and he could not forcefully terminate the competition.
The situation here quickly aroused exclamations from the audience in the stands.
"You still have to keep playing with such a serious injury! This is the fighting spirit!"
"Classmate Qiao Yu, come on!"
As the first refueling sound sounded, the scene soon began to hear rhythmic refueling sounds.
"Qiao Yu!"
"come on!"
"Qiao Yu!"
"come on!"
Countless people were cheering for Qiao Yu's behavior, but Qiao Yu's expression was a bit strange.
Due to the excessive amount of blood, the penetrating injury was actually almost like an injection to him...
It's similar to when you get a small cut on your hand, and then a group of people surround you and tell you to go to the hospital quickly, and they also shout cheers to you.
This is how Qiao Yu feels now.
"If you don't admit defeat, I won't show mercy."
Shi Shaorong's face was cold, and she gained wisdom after every experience. Seeing that Qiao Yu had no intention of admitting defeat, she raised her hand again and summoned a bunch of ice edges, without giving Qiao Yu a chance to breathe.
Puff puff!
Countless penetration sounds were heard again, several more wounds appeared on Qiao Yu's body, and another exclamation sounded on the stage.
Qiao Yu seemed to have no feeling and walked towards Master Shaorong with the knife in hand.
Shi Shaorong's expression also changed. Did the man opposite him unlock the blood lock?
A normal mage would burp after taking one of her ice arrows, but this person has been hit by hundreds of rounds, and he is almost trapped in a hornet's nest and can he still move?
"I don't believe it! You really can survive!" Shi Shaorong gritted his teeth.
The last time she used ice seal to fight against Qiao Yu's health, this time she gave up her best ice seal and used all her mana to deal damage.
She didn't believe that she couldn't kill Qiao Yu even in this way!
"Ice Arrow!"
Countless ice edges shot out again.
Every step Qiao Yu took left a bloody footprint on the ring. After he left, the bloody footprints were frozen by the ice and snow, and the blood had dyed his whole body red.
The lonely and thin figure made the spectators in the stands feel extremely distressed.
What kind of belief supports this young man to continue to defend the ring?
"Classmate Qiao Yu! Stop competing!"
Finally, one girl couldn't bear to watch this cruel scene anymore and cried to persuade Qiao Yu.
The cheers on the stage also fell silent.
At the principal's desk not far away, the four principals were also somewhat silent. They had never seen such determined students.
With such a serious injury, he would be in severe pain every second. How did this young man persevere?
Looking at his heavy steps, it was obvious that he was almost out of strength!
"His grandma's 9 points of agility are becoming more and more insufficient!"
Qiao Yu cursed secretly in his heart. He walked slowly simply because his agility was too low and had nothing to do with his injuries.
Moreover, the flying ice flowers had a great impact on his already slow speed.
He still has over 2,000 and nearly 3,000 HP, and Shi Shaorong's spell burst is far behind compared to Yang Xiangdi's.
After all, what Shi Shaorong was originally good at was ice control. Even with the bonus of the ice field, there was still a bit of a gap between him and Yang Xiangdi, who used his ground blast technique as a basic attack.
"It seems that you really have a reason not to lose..." Shi Shaorong's expression was a little complicated.
She has never seen anyone work so hard.
"I'm sorry Qiao Yu! I also have a reason to try my best to win!" Shi Shaorong's eyes turned sharp.
"Wrath of Ice!"
Shi Shaorong raised her staff, and terrifying fluctuations continued to condense on the top of her staff.
The temperature of the entire arena began to drop, and even the audience in the stands felt a hint of coldness.
"This little girl is very good! Your second high school really recruited a good prospect this time!"
The principal of No. 1 High School did not hide his admiration at all.
If nothing else happens, Shi Shaorong will definitely become a candidate that major colleges and universities compete for after the college entrance examination, just like Qiao Yu and others.
"Charging skills, Brother Yu, you have to be careful..." Yang Xiangdi muttered to himself.
No one knows how powerful a charged skill is, it all depends on the charging time and skill level.
Theoretically speaking, if it is charged for long enough, it is not impossible for an apprentice to kill an archmage.
Naturally, Qiao Yu would not sit still and wait for death. When he found out that Shi Shaorong was accumulating strength, he held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.
One disadvantage of charging skills is that you cannot do anything during the charging period, including moving!
He threw it hard, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword pierced through Shi Shaorong like a rainbow.
However, he still underestimated the terror of the cold air. When the Qinglong Yanyue Sword flew in front of Shi Shaorong, its speed gradually slowed down.
The blade was covered with frost, and then a thin layer of ice condensed on the surface of the Yanyue Sword.
Bang!
When the Yanyue Knife fell to the ground, it was already frozen in the ice.
Qiao Yu's expression changed. He was still far away from Shi Shaorong, and with his current agility, he simply couldn't catch up.
"Qiao Yu, it's not too late for you to admit defeat now."
Shi Shaorong's face was pale, even her lips had no color, and countless ice shards hung on her long eyelashes.
Obviously, using this move of Ice Fury takes a lot of energy from her.
"It's not too late for you to shave your head now."
Qiao Yu's eyes were fixed on the top of Master Shaorong's staff. He couldn't judge whether he could withstand this move.
"Stubborn."
Master Shaorong shook his head and pointed his staff directly forward.
A ball of biting and terrifying cold air rushed directly towards Qiao Yu, and a roar even sounded in Qiao Yu's ears.
"The outcome has been decided."
Long Xiang shook his head. He was the top scorer in the last warrior college entrance examination, and his eyes were extremely vicious.
With this terrifying power-charging skill, even if he comes on stage, he can only choose to interrupt Shi Shaorong's spellcasting in advance, or temporarily avoid the edge.
Once he was hit from the front, Long Xiang would have to walk around without food.