At this time, Xu Renli clearly felt that the opponent's not-so-tall body was like an unsheathed divine sword, exuding a soul-stirring invisible sword energy!
Next to her, Cheng Xueyue stood up with a respectful look on her face, smiling and arching her hands towards the old woman.
"Hello, Senior Li."
"The little daughter who will grow old and die?"
The old woman was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on her stern face.
"Good boy, I remember when you were just born, you were only over a month old. One time I was holding you and you peed on your face..."
"ah!"
Cheng Xueyue, who always showed off her cold temperament and was a low-level martial arts sect member, blushed furiously at this moment. She was ashamed and annoyed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Ahem."
Xu Renli had a strange look on his face and secretly thought that Cheng Xueyue had an extraordinary background. She actually had such a connection with the principal of Shenbing Warrior University.
Cheng Xueyue glared at Xu Renli and scolded, "What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I dug out your eyeballs and used them as firecrackers to stomp on?"
Xu Renli pointed to the nearby students, "They are also watching..."
All the students shook their heads and retorted righteously.
"Professor Xu must be joking."
"Yes, we obviously admire Cheng Guo's invincible majesty, how could we make fun of her?"
Xu Renli, "..."
Not far away, after the old woman sat down, her majestic eyes were scanning the team of students from the Dragon-shaped First Warrior University, as if she was searching for something.
Finally, her eyes rested on Mu Yueqi next to Xu Renli, and she was very surprised.
"Is she this little girl? The power of Qi and blood exceeds 1,000 calories, and the skin of her whole body has been tempered...the flesh and blood does not seem to be tempered, so...she is a top warrior?"
A top warrior with more than 1,000 cards of energy and blood!
Generally speaking, the energy and blood power that top warriors can hold is 1,000 calories, and this is the case for everyone.
Unless there's something weird about this little girl's body?
So it can accommodate more energy and blood power?
The old woman was such a powerful person. When she thought about it, she immediately realized how terrifying Mu Yueqi was. The warrior realm was like this, but what about martial arts masters, great martial arts masters, and even martial arts sects?
The power of energy and blood contained may be increasing, doesn't it mean that it is invincible in the same realm?
Can you even kill enemies by leapfrogging levels?
That would be amazing!
At this time, the old principal, Vice Principal Qin, Xu Renli and others were also observing the team of Shenbing Warrior University.
I saw two stern young men who looked almost exactly the same sitting next to the old woman, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes.
The old principal said to himself.
"Could these be the twins with sword species?"
Vice Principal Qin took over the conversation.
"It shouldn't be wrong. Old principal, if you look at their bodies, they seem to be wrapped with layers of sharp aura, like long swords..."
"Body-protecting sword energy?"
Xu Renli frowned, and suddenly his eyes widened, feeling very surprised and shocked.
"What kind of strength do they have? They seem to be low-level martial arts for the first time, right? They have already had such a terrifying phenomenon?"
Generally speaking, only strong human beings who have been immersed in swordsmanship for more than fifty years, usually big men in martial arts, can produce substantial body-protecting sword energy, which can be used to defend and kill enemies.
"This old woman is amazing. I wonder where she got it from?"
The old principal looked envious.
A top-notch genius like this who is suspected to be a legendary figure is welcomed by every top school. With all their efforts in cultivating him, a top martial arts sect in the future will not be able to escape.
As for the Martial King above the top martial arts sects, only those with great courage, great perseverance and great luck have the slightest chance.
…
At this point, the teams from the four top universities have arrived, and the four legendary Martial Kings have appeared one after another, sitting in their respective teams with extraordinary demeanor.
One after another, teams from ordinary colleges and universities arrived and sat in their respective seats.
At half past eight, all the more than 30,000 formal competition students finally arrived, nervously waiting for the competition to begin.
Below the stands, there was a giant circular battle platform. Lu Xing appeared there with a microphone in his hand, and respectfully clasped his fists towards the four kings of martial arts in the stands.
"Hello to the four respected seniors, as well as the principals, vice principals and teachers. I will be the referee for today's official match."
"The rules of the formal competition will be even more cruel than the preliminaries. All students will be randomly divided into a thousand groups, and the strongest person from each group will advance to the finals!"
There are more than 30,000 students, but only 1,000 are promoted, with an average of one out of more than 30 students. This elimination ratio is exaggerated and scary.
Not long after, the group
complete.
Each student received their own group information on their communicator and began preparations.
There are one thousand groups, and two hundred groups compete every day, dividing the giant circular battle platform into two hundred small battle platforms.
A total of two hundred referees walked out of the tunnel and came to the giant fighting stage.
Two hundred students in groups stepped onto the fighting stage one after another.
Xu Renli saw some familiar figures. Ouyang Yi was in the 29th group, Zhao Wushang was in the 57th group, and Xia Tian from Class 1 was in the 145th group...
Next, more than 30 students in each group will take turns to compete in PK competition. Only those who maintain a complete victory can advance to the finals.
The battle begins again.
In the 29th group, Ouyang Yi was observing his opponents. There were 33 people in total, including 1 low-level warrior, 27 intermediate warriors, and 5 high-level warriors.
Putting aside the weak ones such as the low-level warriors and the intermediate warriors, the remaining five high-level warriors are his real opponents.
"It's a bit stressful."
Ouyang Yi grinned and quickly regained his composure. He was a man who had been beaten violently by squad leader Ling Fei, but he was still alive and kicking.
How could the difficulties before him frustrate him?
Within thirty minutes, Ouyang Yi defeated many opponents in succession, winning 25 times in a row, and finally faced a tough battle.
His opponent, a senior warrior from the Divine Weapon Academy, was carrying a gleaming D-class super alloy divine weapon sword, which looked majestic.
"Boy, my name is Wei Liang. Your competition journey will end here with me. Give up the illusion in your heart and get out of here consciously."
"Oh, you are more arrogant than me?"
The opponent said proudly, "That's right."
"You're so ridiculous! These are all leftovers from my past games, and you're still so smug? It's embarrassing!"
"you wanna die!"
Wei Liang was furious, grabbed the big knife and struck at it. The air exploded and seemed to be directly divided.
boom!
Ouyang Yi blocked it with a long stick and easily blocked it, then took a long stride and rushed over.
His fighting spirit was soaring, his eyes were gradually turning red, and the long stick in his hand was attacking with a messy attack, like raindrops, crackling.
"I'll make you arrogant! Let you curse! Make you look higher than your head! I have a crazy magic stick that will crush you idiot to death!"