Under the stage, all the senior class nine people shouted in unison.
The battle has reached this point, and it is useless to say anything more.
war!
As soon as he came on stage, two figures and two spears collided instantly.
The sound of banging mixed with the sound of tinkling is endless.
However, Mu Yun didn't look much at this battle. Instead, he kept his eyes on Li Zelin opposite.
Li Zelin, as the main instructor of the second senior class, is even more mysterious than Yan Yunyu in Leifeng Academy.
No one knows this guy's identity or background.
Moreover, Li Zelin would sometimes disappear for a period of time.
Within Leifeng Academy, the relationships between various forces and people are complex, and it is true.
Now, Mu Yun has finally discovered that after entering the advanced class level, the characters he meets are truly amazing.
Furthermore, Leifeng Academy also has a special class. The main instructor in the special class is absolutely extraordinary. The students in the special class are more terrifying than the instructors in the advanced class.
It seems that it will become more and more interesting in the future.
At this moment, on the arena, the competition becomes more and more intense.
Lin Zhi practices the Wuling Spear Technique, which is extremely domineering and emphasizes that attack is the best defense.
On the contrary, Qing Yu's spear skills are rigorous in defense. The two of them are on the ring, one attacking and one defending. Their spear skills are dangerous, but the moves are dazzling.
The battle became more and more intense, and injuries began to appear on the two men.
Gradually, the two of them began to breathe heavily, obviously reaching their limit.
Finally, two muffled sounds of banging and banging were heard, and two figures flew apart at the touch of a touch.
"It seems that if we continue to fight, you and I won't be able to tell the winner. But after all, my realm is one level higher than yours. I lose this battle."
Qingyu smiled bitterly and said.
In terms of spear skills, he was on par with Lin Zhi, but his level was higher than that of Lin Zhi. If he didn't defeat Lin Zhi, he actually lost.
"If you lose, you lose, if you win, you win. You didn't beat me, and I didn't beat you. Let's let this round be a draw!"
Lin Zhi said calmly.
They looked at each other, and smiles appeared in their eyes.
The first game, a draw!
It's just that these results are worthy of cheering for the senior class nine.
Qing Yu has already made it clear that he is the strongest person in the second class of senior class, and it is really difficult for Lin Zhi to be able to fight to a tie with him.
In the second game, Zhan Ying came on stage.
"Let me do it!"
Mo Yang said.
Zhan Ying is a relatively legendary person in the second class of senior class.
Ever since this person entered Leifeng Courtyard, he has been unremarkable and unknown.
But suddenly one day, as if he had an epiphany, this person began to advance rapidly, and finally entered the second advanced class in just one year.
Such people generally have great wisdom and foolish talents.
"Zhan Ying!"
"Mo Yang!"
"Hey, your swordsmanship is very strong. I admire it very much. But my clumsy fist was created by me. It took one year. Although it is not perfect, it should be able to compete with your sword intention."
Zhan Ying chuckled, with a sincere smile on his face.
"It just so happens that my sword skills also need to be refined. Clumsy fist may seem clumsy, but it is actually full of wisdom and foolishness. Compared with those geniuses who are born with extremely strong talents, you will go further."
"Haha, thank you for the compliment, but I will still do my best!"
Zhan Ying smiled and put on his posture.
He fought against Mo Yang's sword with both fists, and it had to be said that he was at a disadvantage.
However, he thought that his clumsy boxing would give him an advantage because he created it himself.
Seeing Zhan Ying, Mu Yun had to admire Li Zelin.
Every student we teach is aboveboard, and every student has his or her own understanding and owns his or her own things.
On the contrary, he only wanted to teach each student the martial arts suitable for them, but did not consider letting them truly explore their own potential.
"Clumsy Boxing is all about clumsiness. It looks clumsy, but is actually shrewd. It looks like Mo Yang is going to have a tough fight."
"Pastor, who do you think will win?" Huang Wuji said anxiously.
"It should be Mo Yang!"
Mu Yun opened his mouth slightly.
Mo Yang should win, but even if he wins, it may take a lot of effort.
So even if Team 9 beats Team 2, can the remaining Team 1 still continue to fight?
On the stage, two figures came and went. In the end, Mo Yang relied on his strong understanding of swordsmanship to take the lead and defeated Zhan Ying.
Seeing the sword shining coldly around his neck, Zhan Ying smiled bitterly: "I lost!"
"Concession!"
Mo Yang cupped his hands and walked off the stage.
In the second game, Senior Class 9 won!
Now, with one win and one draw, the second senior class must win the next two games if they want to win.
Walking off the stage, Zhan Ying let out a breath.
"How?" Qing Yu said with a smile.
"powerful!"
Zhan Ying responded: "Senior Class Nine has reached this point, relying on its own strength to win with all its heart."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that Lin Zhi's marksmanship was so perfect and mature. I guess if it wasn't for the upcoming competition, I might have lost long ago if Lin Zhi still had some trump cards to use."
"Don't you also have a trump card?"
In response, Qing Yu smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
He has a trump card, but if he takes out his trump card and loses or draws, too much will be exposed.
"The third game, Liu Yu!"
"The third game, let me do it!"
Geng Xinyu laughed and stepped onto the ring.
After these few games, Mo Yang and Lin Zhi have spent a lot of money. Winning the game is very important, but the next game is also more important.
"Do what you can!" Mo Yang warned again.
"clear!"
Geng Xinyu naturally understood.
However, understanding is one thing, winning and losing is another.
This battle can only be won, not lost.
Once he wins, there will be no need to play the fourth game.
Two wins and one draw. In the fourth game, even if the senior class 2 wins, it is only a draw. In this case, the senior class 2 still loses.
After all, they are the challenger.
Moreover, in the fourth game, Xiao Qingyu comes on the field, so they may not necessarily lose.
However, in order to let Xiao Qingyu rest for a while, he must win this battle.
"Geng Xinyu, your body is very strong!"
"Thank you!"
"But this time, I, Liu Yu, must win. After all, I am in the second class of senior class. I have given you the opportunity for a fair battle. Whether you can take it away depends on your strength!"
"Haha, don't worry, victory must belong to our senior class nine!"
After the polite words were finished, the battle began.
Geng Xinyu cultivated the King's Golden Body, which is as hard as iron and is more resistant to beatings.
Liu Yu, on the other hand, used a pair of iron hammers.
The hammer was in his hand, with howling wind and strong momentum, knocking Geng Xinyu to the edge every time and almost falling off the ring.
However, Geng Xinyu can be regarded as a ruthless character who does not care about his life. Every time, he uses his body to resist the hammer.
One is human flesh and the other is steel.
But every time, Geng Xinyu's body collided with the hammer and the clanging sound made everyone present feel frightened.
"Wori!"
Every time he collided with Geng Xinyu, Liu Yu felt as if his body had been hit by a pile of steel, and his arms were numb from the shock.
"Are you training your body? You are simply forging your body as a mysterious weapon."
"You're right, I train my body as a mysterious weapon, an indestructible weapon!"
Geng Xinyu laughed, made fists with both hands, and punched Liu Yu's hammer forcefully.
But every time he resisted a blow, Geng Xinyu would seize the opportunity and punch Liu Yu.
Geng Xinyu's current body was hit with a punch, and the explosive force was enough to be equivalent to the attack of a low-grade mysterious weapon.
puff……
Finally, after receiving a kick from Geng Xinyu, Liu Yu couldn't help it anymore, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground completely.
Defeated!
Two to one!
In the third competition, Senior Class 9 won again.
Laughing, he walked towards Mo Yang and the others. Geng Xinyu's throat felt sweet and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it down again, remaining calm on the surface.
Sometimes, people live not for themselves.
In this battle, for the sake of Team Nine, even if he fights to the death, he will continue to fight unless he can't bear it anymore.
"come over!"
Seeing Geng Xinyu's pale face, Mu Yun's expression became terrifyingly gloomy.
"If you keep fooling around, you don't have to participate in the next competition."
"Pastor, I don't have it, I..."
"No?"
Mu Yun quickly raised his finger and pointed it at the lower part of Geng Xinyu's abdomen.
puff……
This time, Geng Xinyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and spurted out a mouthful of black blood. His pale face turned a little rosy.
"Take it!"
Taking a healing pill from Su Xinran, Mu Yun ordered.
This guy, relying on his physical strength, can be so desperate and turn a deaf ear to what he says.
"Two to one, in the fourth game, even if my second class won, it was just a tie, so in the fourth game, there is no need to fight again, my senior class, second class, lost!"
Li Zelin stepped onto the ring at this moment and announced in a clear voice.
"This Li Zelin is very upright. In this way, Class 9 will be promoted again."
"Yes, the next game will be Class One. It depends on whether Yan Yunyu will also propose such a fair game."
"Hehe, if Li Zelin does this and Yan Yunyu doesn't do this, he will definitely be criticized. If he does this, it will be humiliating if Class 1 is defeated by Class 9."
"Are you kidding me? Class 1 will lose? I won't believe it even if you beat me to death!"
A burst of discussion immediately broke out among the crowd.
"Pastor, my senior class two was defeated by you, and I, Li Zelin, am convinced. Next, it's a battle between the two of us. I don't know if the pastor is willing to reward me."
"nature!"
Li Zelin cupped his hands, and Mu Yun told Mo Yang and others to take a good rest before stepping onto the ring.
The moment he saw Li Zelin, he wanted to fight Li Zelin.
This is the attraction of the strong to the strong.
Men always like to compare, let alone a warrior man!
Only a passionate battle can awaken the fighting passion and thoughts of a warrior. (Fourth update)