As the situation was over, Ji Shijiang, the instructor of the West Academy, shouted without any meaning. Zhao Hanyan's palm attack was effective. She felt like a fish in water. She completely let go of her psychological baggage and jumped up. She separated from the thunderstorm horse under her crotch and jumped up.
More than two feet high, holding the Qingfeng Sword, he struck down from above. ?
In an instant, the green light rushed towards Hong Yu'e's head like a fierce force, causing her face to turn pale and she hurriedly waved the Hongfang Sword to block, but was defeated as soon as the red light came out.
"Hey!"
The extremely strong force caused the Hongfang Sword to fall from her hand. A figure came over as fast as lightning and kicked Hong Yu'e's head with his combat boots, causing her to scream. Her eyesight went black and she fell off her horse.
As the on-site referee, Mu Yuzi quickly shouted: "Stop."
Zhao Hanyan tapped her toes on the maroon horse, twisted her body like a spirit cloud and leapt back, sitting on the thunderstorm horse, turning her head to look at Qiu Yu and others with a smile, as if to say, "I didn't give it to you."
Shame on you."
As Mu Yuzi announced loudly, "In the first assessment, Zhao Hanyan from the North School won..." The students from the North School burst into cheers and excitement. Winning the opening game is of great significance to them. Perhaps, this year's assessment from the North School will not be given to other branches.
Being at the bottom is despising.
As a mentor, Jiang Ruolan shouted with a smile like a flower: "Han Yan, you are awesome!"
Looking at the students in the West Campus, they no longer had the excitement they had before, and they were as silent as eggplants beaten by frost.
Instructor Ji Shijiang cursed with a black line on his face, "Trash!" In anger, he struck out with a palm, and the chairs around him became shattered and scattered everywhere.
The thunderstorm horse came over with a clattering sound. Zhao Hanyan returned to the team and hugged Yan Qingping excitedly to celebrate. The latter said happily: "You performed so well. You have made a contribution to our North Campus."
Qiu Yu also praised: "Well done."
Zhao Hanyan smiled brightly, "Thanks to you for the encouragement you gave me."
The assessment was based on the basis. The second game was a duel between two boys. Dai Chen from the East Campus vs. Lang Shuishan from the South Campus. After a fierce duel, the former narrowly won.
The third game was between Sun Manyun, a girl from the East Campus, and Yang Zixi, a girl from the West Campus, with the latter winning.
In the fourth game, Zhang Xiulin from the South Campus VS Tan Han from the North Campus. The former was in the middle stage of Ling Yong, while the latter was in the early stage of Ling Yong. There was a gap in itself. Even though Tan Han tried his best, he still lost, and was stabbed in the shoulder by Zhang Xiulin.
The evil young man wielded a first-class weapon, the fatal spear. The ordinary armor worn by Tan Han could not defend himself, and was pierced by the tip of the spear. Immediately, blood spattered, and he screamed, falling off his mount and falling to the ground.
The final assessment is inherently risky, and injuries are inevitable and beyond reproach.
Zhang Xiulin's face was full of pride, and he pointed his life-threatening gun at Tan Han on the ground with utmost arrogance, laughing wildly and said: "The North Campus is nothing more than that, they are all rubbish."
The cheers from the South Campus were thunderous. In stark contrast, many students from the North Campus were extremely angry. They were all secretly looking forward to the next round in which a master from the academy would punish this ruthless bastard.
Qiu Yu looked at that bastard with cold eyes, but saw that the other person was also looking this way, raising his middle finger domineeringly and cursing: "What are you looking at? If you wait, you will end up with the same end."
The injury of his companion made Qiu Yu furious, and he said in a deep voice: "Just wait, I will settle this account with you sooner or later."
Zhang Xiulin said extremely arrogantly: "Okay, I will wait to destroy you."
As Mu Yuzi announced that Zhang Xiulin had won, a doctor immediately came forward to bandage Tan Han with medicine. Many students in the South School cheered excitedly, and the instructor Zheng Hongju's gloomy face finally showed a smile.
In the fifth game, Yan Qingping VS Kuang Yanxi from the South Campus, she won easily with her strength being in the middle stage of Ling Yong. She defeated the opponent with only five moves, which made the North Campus, which had been silent just now, burst into cheers again.
Dean Wu Batuo's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said happily: "I didn't expect that some of the girls outside could reach the middle stage of spiritual surge. It is very rare."
In the sixth game, Yu Yi from the West Campus played against Xue Ming from the East Campus. As the famous Young Master Yu in the academy, he came to the field dressed in bright clothes and angry. There were many female students around him screaming with excitement and being obsessed with him.
Compared with him, Xue Ming, a boy from the East Campus, seemed very frustrated. He only had an ordinary mount and armor, and his eyes were full of fear. He felt that he was really unlucky to have a duel with the most powerful Yu Shao in the academy. Damn it.
, there is no doubt that it will fail.
"Young Master Yu, you are so handsome!"
"Young Master Yu is the most powerful, no one can use him."
"I love Mr. Yu..."
The girls screamed one after another, forming an interlude in the final assessment. Yuan Haba, the supervisor at the judges' table, smiled and said: "It seems that Yu Yi is very popular with female students, he is a talent."
Wu Batuo said: "Talent is important, but what's more important is growing up in a powerful family. That way you will have superior training conditions to improve your strength."
Yuan Haba smiled and said: "Haha, it makes sense. Human beings are destined to be destined by fate. Children from poor families are destined to have little future."
The cheers of many female students made Yu Yi forget himself. He enjoyed this kind of treatment very much and felt like he was a rare treasure. Then he became more and more cool and showed his weapon, which was a long sword with dazzling cold light.
Pan Tingshou, the instructor of the academy, was shocked and said in disbelief: "Second-grade weapon, the Sky Python Sword!"
The sound reached the ears of the students, and many onlookers were really envious and jealous. After all, he was the son of the mayor, a real rich man, and he actually used a second-grade weapon.
Looking at the sword with a python head in Yu Yi's hand, and then looking at the inferior Wild Goose Wing Saber in his hand, Xue Ming lost all confidence, and heard Mu Yuzi say loudly: "Start." His voice trembled.
: "No need to fight, I admit defeat..."
Yu Yi was stunned for a moment, with a proud look on his handsome face, and said with a smile: "You are very sensible and know that you will definitely lose. It's okay, this saves a lot of time."
Many students were in an uproar and gave up before the fight started. Xue Ming must have been frightened. However, they all expressed understanding and no one laughed at each other. After all, there was no way anyone in the entire academy could be Yu Yi's opponent.
Mu Yuzi then said: "Because Xue Ming, the player from the East Campus, took the initiative to admit defeat and gave up the duel, Yu from the West Campus also won this match."
Pan Tingshou sighed and acquiesced to this fact. There was no difference at all whether he fought or not. After all, Yu Yi was so powerful and well-equipped that no one could match him.
Yuan Haba at the judges' table smiled and praised: "Very good, this competition saves trouble. It seems that Yu Yi is famous, and the player also knew that he would definitely lose if he continued to fight, so he chose to give up, knowing that Mingze would protect himself.
, also considered smart.”
Wu Batuo's face was gloomy, and he disagreed with the views of his immediate superior. The academy is a place that supplies talents to the country, and there should be a belief that one should not give up easily. How unbecoming would it be to surrender at every turn?