As the sky grew brighter, spectators arrived one after another at the competition arena. Their eyes were always on the competition stage, and no one paid attention to the four figures wearing sunglasses in the corner.
There was endless noise all around, and everyone was discussing the upcoming battle. Those who knew a little bit about it all knew that there were no students above the fourth level of the Tianyang Martial Arts School who had not yet appeared, except for the eight who were hospitalized.
Just six people.
At eight o'clock, the bell rang, and students from both schools came to both sides of the competition stage.
On the rostrum, Tan Rui and the principals of the two schools have already taken their seats.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Song Zhenghai’s expression is not pretty.
Tan Yong, on the other hand, kept chatting and laughing with Tan Rui. From time to time he asked Song Zhenghai, "What do you think the score will be today?", Song Zhenghai could only reply with a smile, "I just saw it."
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Tan Rui looked at the two sides who were ready, chuckled and said: "Although the competition in the first three days was a little exciting, I still feel that it still owes a little attention. I wonder if these children will bring me a surprise today?
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Tan Yong said: "Don't worry, Teacher Tan. Several talented students from my Sunset Martial Arts School have not appeared yet. I wonder if there are any students from Brother Song who have not appeared? I really hope that there will be something exciting today."
performance. Hahaha!"
Song Zhenghai laughed: "Hahaha! This is natural, this is natural!"
He looked at where the students of Tianyang Martial Arts School were and prayed secretly in his heart.
Boom!
With the sound of a drum, the noise in the audience suddenly disappeared.
The competition on the fourth day of the exchange meeting between the two schools officially started.
Today's game is very different from the previous three days, because today, the number of people watching the exchange meeting online has increased dramatically compared to yesterday.
The greater the momentum, the greater the pressure on the students from both sides. The competition lasted from morning to afternoon, and ended six times in a row. Both sides made mistakes, and it was a three-to-three match.
But in the next three games, the Sunset Martial Arts School, which had been expected to be deserted, suddenly became full of momentum, sending Tianyang Martial Arts School into a three-game losing streak.
The total score between the two sides came to 19 to 20.
Sunset Martial Arts School took over in one fell swoop.
"This is bad!"
"Alas! We still have to lose to Sunset Martial Arts School!"
"Some people are already saying on the Internet that the people in our Tianyang Martial Arts School are too rubbish. It's really too much! Don't they know that we have students who can't fight?"
The people of Yunyang City communicated angrily and were very dissatisfied with the comments on the Internet.
In the corner of the stands, Nangong Yao and Ye Nianhan saw the arrogant and disdainful expressions on the faces of the Sunset Martial Arts School, and were so angry that they wanted to go down and spar with them on the spot!
"If I hadn't been injured, I would have removed their teeth!"
Xiao Lingyuan suppressed his anger and roared.
Practitioners often recover from injuries much faster than normal people, but when they faced a heaven-level warrior whose strength far exceeded them, he was severely injured. With the treatment level of Yunyang City, they could be cured in just ten days.
Some dying people are just talking nonsense.
Now that they can walk freely, they have recovered extremely well, but if they use their spiritual power, their meridians are likely to suffer more serious trauma.
Yun Xi held her head, thinking that she had received some confessions one after another these days, and her points were already as high as 3,500. As long as she worked harder, she might be able to save 5,000 points in a few days, and then redeem another one.
After three years of cultivation, you should be able to directly become a heaven-level warrior!
Surprised voices echoed across the competition stage, and Yun Xi suddenly came back to her senses. She heard Xiao Lingyuan say in surprise: "Why did Senior Yuan Liang come on stage today?"
Yun Xi lowered her hand that was playing with her hair and looked towards the competition stage.
Yuan Liang was already standing on the competition stage, opposite him was a sixth-level boy.
The court was full of surprises and doubts. Not only Xiao Lingyuan, many people had the same doubts. It was no secret that Yuan Liang and others decided to take part in the battle even though they were injured. There were few people present who didn't know about it.
The people of Yunyang City were touched by their bravery, but even if they were to appear on stage, it shouldn't be today.
Even people who cannot practice know that if you rest for one more day, your injuries will be better.
The Sunset Martial Arts School obviously did not expect that Yuan Liang would appear on the stage today. The boy who was his opponent was shocked at first, but soon relaxed.
The other party is just a wounded person, he has nothing to be afraid of.
He saluted calmly: "Lin Mu."
Yuan Liang's face still retained a hint of paleness: "Yuan Liang."
The referee said leisurely: "The game begins!"
After the referee gave the order, both of them instantly took out their weapons, which were both simple iron swords.
It was not Lin Mu who initiated the attack, but the injured Yuan Liang.
The moment he took out the sword, Yuan Liang had already rushed out, his invisible spiritual power stretched out, and he used all his strength in the first blow.
Quick victory.
Anyone can see Yuan Liang's tactics.
Lin Mu is no exception.
Seeing Yuan Liang rushing towards him, Lin Mu didn't even hesitate and stepped back directly.
A crisp sound.
Lin Mu blocked Yuan Liang's sword and immediately distanced himself from him, not intending to confront him head-on.
But Yuan Liang obviously didn't intend to let him go. Yuan Liang made a sharp turn and flew out like an arrow from the string. His spiritual power attached to the sword, and the speed of his sword swing instantly increased several times.
Lin Mu was startled and didn't dare to hold back any of his strength. He retreated and waved his sword to resist.
On the entire competition stage, two figures chased each other, and the shadows of their swords met, making clear and crisp sounds.
In this pursuit, the person who gradually fell into a disadvantage was Lin Mu.
"Isn't Yuan Liang injured? How can he still exert such strong power?"
Ordinary people who don’t know why raise such questions.
"Whatever! Come on, it'll be over! Yuan Liang, come on!"
"Yuan Liang! Come on! We must win!"
Gradually, seeing Yuan Liang's heart-stirring performance, the audience couldn't help but shout wildly, their voices tearing through the dusk and setting sun and soaring into the sky.
Even on the rest bench of Tianyang Martial Arts School, the students couldn't help shouting.
There was only silence in a corner covered by shadows.
Xiao Lingyuan and Nangong Yao squeezed the armrests of the seats tightly, their faces quite anxious, and even Ye Nianhan was slightly worried.
They were also injured and knew very well how much damage Yuan Liang would cause to himself by fighting like this.
Yun Xi's eyes also changed for the first time because of this senior who had confessed to her many times.
On the podium.
Tan Rui said softly: "He is holding his breath. If the breath dissipates, he may not be able to hold on."
Tan Yong also nodded: "Haha, Brother Song is a pretty good disciple, but I don't know whether it was Brother Song's students who lost their breath first, or my students who were defeated first."
Song Zhenghai did not answer. He looked nervously at the figure in the field. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Yuan Liang's sword-drawing speed was showing signs of slowing down. Although Lin Mu was struggling to parry,