Chapter 259: The game I don't want to see the most
The angry proctor rushed in and dragged Lin Beichen away.
The citizens in the stands were dumbfounded.
I always feel that Lin Beichen is like his own unlucky child. He will go to heaven for a compliment, beat him for three to five minutes, and then drift away again.
But do you think there is any unforgivable evil in this child?
That didn't happen.
Anyway, just being naughty and making trouble.
In the next few battles, Cang Shanxue, Su Xiaoyan, Zhou Keer, Zuoqiu Wushuang and others successfully passed the level.
Ye Weiyang once again showed great strength and defeated her opponent.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely fanatical.
The performance of the beautiful girl was extremely wonderful, and her mysterious fighting skills were dazzling. The battle was like a wonderful performance, which made everyone watch with excitement and excitement.
Even Bai Jinyun, Yue Hongxiang and others cheered loudly.
Such a battle is undoubtedly of great benefit to them. Even if they can't learn anything, it can make them understand how they are different compared to the real geniuses.
In fact, there are not a few students from major colleges like Bai Jinyun in the audience.
It is a blessing to witness such a fight between dragons and tigers.
Even students who cannot buy tickets will be organized by the college to watch the game through live broadcast.
The cheers continued.
Bai Jinyun yelled, looking like he had never seen the world.
And this kind of shouting continued until Han Buhua appeared on the stage.
The smile on Bai Jinyun's face gradually solidified.
Yue Hongxiang's eyebrows also frowned tightly.
Liu Qihai, the team leader of the Third Academy, and Chu Hen and the others felt their hearts go cold.
No one expected that there would be such an arrangement.
Because Han Buhui's opponent turned out to be Cao Potian.
There were cheers in the stadium.
In the locker room, when Lin Beichen saw this matchup list, he couldn't help but sweat for Han Fuli.
Given the antagonistic relationship between Cao Potian and him, this little yellow haired boy would definitely vent his hatred towards him unabashedly on Han Buhua.
For a moment, Lin Beichen wanted to tell Han Buhua directly through the officials of the Education Department and ask him to admit defeat directly.
But the moment the thought arose, he restrained it rationally.
What is here?
The arena where the geniuses compete for supremacy.
A place where young people pursue their dreams.
If you surrender without a fight simply because you know you are no match for your opponent, it will definitely become the biggest shame in this arena.
Lin Beichen realized that if he really did this, it would be an insult to Han Fuhua.
His heart was clenched.
His eyes were fixed on the Xuanjing screen in the locker room.
…
On the stage.
"Haha, classmate Han, I didn't expect that this last round of personal battle would be between you and me. Hahaha, I'm really excited."
Cao Potian smiled very, very happily.
Han Fuhua remained silent.
The moment he saw Cao Potian, he knew that his journey to the war of genius would most likely come to an end.
Moreover, Cao Potian will never show mercy to him.
If you fight forcefully, you will probably be seriously injured, which is inevitable.
But even so, he will never admit defeat.
Face strong enemies and rise to the challenge.
This is also the character and character of an Imperial swordsman.
"Classmate Cao, please."
Han paid the swordsman's salute seriously.
Then the sword was unsheathed.
The thick sword body pressed against the ground.
Thick earth-type profound energy exuded a rich orange color, permeating Han Fuhua's body, making him look like an unshakable hill, tough and reliable.
Cao Potian had no intention of drawing his sword.
He smiled lightly and said: "I know that Mr. Han has a very good relationship with Lin Beichen. I believe that Lin Beichen is also nervously watching this battle at this time. Mr. Han, do you think he is caring about you or is he caring about you?"
Are you concerned about how much strength I can show in this battle?"
Han Fuhua had no intention of answering this question.
He just made the starting move of [Mountain-Moving Sword Technique].
Be quiet and wait.
Cao Potian shook his head: "Don't think that this set of swordsmanship can be relied upon because it withstood the attack in the early morning. I can break your defense in one move. Just watch it!"
With a movement of his body, he was within three meters of Han Buhua in an instant.
He still didn't draw his sword, but punched out.
The air surges wildly.
Under the stimulation of the metal element's mysterious energy, the fist seal is like a hammer.
Han Buhua took a deep breath, stepped on the ground with his feet, and seemed to be integrated with the ground. The sword style flowed, and the misty earth element energy was like a large shield, melting into the sword body, and the punch was punched from the front.
boom!
The golden fist mark hit the sword.
There was a sudden surge of air.
The air current visible to the naked eye, with Han Buhuai's sword and shield as the center, seemed to be rushing toward both sides like a stormy sea.
In an instant, bulging blue veins appeared on the hand holding the sword, like a ferocious snake, and at the same time, there were dots of blood, oozing out directly from under the skin.
The overwhelming force made Han Buhua feel as if he was about to be completely crushed.
He bit his lip in an instant, summoned his profound energy and physical strength, and held on for dear life.
"Haha...you still have a long way to go."
Cao Potian smiled faintly, and the fist that struck the sword suddenly burst out with another layer of power.
"Uh... poof!"
Han Buhuan couldn't hold on any longer and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body was like a rag sack and he fell backwards.
Cao Potian slowly retracted his fist.
"Hehehe... vulnerable."
He looked at Han Fuhua, who staggered to the ground, his blue robe stained with blood, and said sarcastically: "With such fragile strength, I heard that you are the number one person in the third grade of the Third Academy? Hahaha."
Han Fulai stabilized his figure.
He exhaled a long breath and felt that the profound energy in his body had been disrupted by this punch. His strength dropped by 30%, and his arm was in severe pain as if it was broken, making it almost difficult to lift it.
"The number one person in the Third College now is classmate Lin Beichen."
Han Buhua corrected him.
"Oh, you really have no ambition. Even a second-year student can suppress you...and you are still willing to do it." Cao Potian smiled and said: "You are no match for me, just admit defeat and get out. Lin Beichen
Expecting you to be such a useless person to test my true strength is tantamount to wishful thinking."
Han Buhui shook his head and said word for word: "I haven't lost yet."
Cao Potian said contemptuously: "You'd better admit defeat. If you let me take action again, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to admit defeat."
Han Buhua shook his head and said nothing.
He forcibly activated the chaotic profound energy in his body, once again condensed the momentum of [Mountain-Moving Sword Technique], and revealed his decision to fight again without any concealment.
Cao Potian said: "I gave you a chance, but you asked for it..."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he took action again.
At the same time, Lin Beichen's heart sank in the locker room.
Han Buhua was fooled.
Cao Potian mentioned the topic of "testing my true strength" again and again. It seemed that he was trying to persuade Han Buhua to retreat, but in fact, he was deliberately leading Han Buhua's train of thought into this dead end, making Han Buhua lose.
Falling into a thinking trap.
Next, Han Fuhua will be tortured.
even……
There may be some extremely scary side effects.
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