"Are these old students really planning to give these freshmen a showdown?" There were waves of discussion in the stands.
"Every year of practice in the university hall is very important. If you are missing one year, you will be far behind." A student who has been in school for two years shook his head helplessly: "What's more, Young Eagle and Qianlong are exclusive to their respective grades.
However, students who have been enrolled for one or two years will get a share of their overall ranking, which makes them somewhat dissatisfied."
"What's more, if someone else really steals one or two spots on the overall list, it won't look good on their old students." Another student mused.
"Look, someone's on board!"
After all, they are a group of young people with strong blood and self-proclaimed to be the best in the world. They were aroused by this arrogant attitude and contemptuous tone, and their blood energy surged instantly. Immediately, a black shadow jumped directly onto a martial arts stage.
"Not bad speed." Sun Hong was dressed in a green robe, with a long sword behind him. Seeing a young man in black robe in front of him, his eyes lit up slightly, and he slightly put away the disdain in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I am Sun Hong, this junior fellow student
yes?"
"Hmph!" The young man in black robe snorted, and took out a sword with a cold light in his backhand: "You will know after you beat me!"
Immediately, he raised the sword above his head with both hands, and the energy around his body swelled, converging towards the silver sword in his hand.
This young man in black robe obviously knew that he was no match for him in a head-on confrontation, so he planned to attack with all his strength!
"Haha, it's shameless. New students should try their best to get in the young eagle rankings. Do they have to overestimate their abilities and come to the general rankings?" Sun Hong's face instantly darkened when he saw the freshman in front of him not giving him face. He looked obviously
It was the young man in black robe who was gathering momentum, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled contemptuously: "Since you want time to gather momentum, I will give you enough time, and then let you see with your own eyes that the strength you have worked so hard to accumulate can't bear it in my hands."
one strike!"
"What a spirit!" There was a burst of exclamation from the stands. Although this move was a bit arrogant, it just catered to the taste of the audience in the stands. If Sun Hong didn't give him a chance, they would have nothing to watch.
The flames in the eyes of the young man in black robes were even more intense. The Qi that burst out from his palm was in vain. As the Qi continued to pour in, the aura coming from the long knife became more and more terrifying. The young man in black robe's arms trembled slightly.
Obviously this kind of power has almost reached his limit.
"ah!"
The young man in black robe roared suddenly, and his trembling arms stabilized again.
At this time, he no longer cares about whether he will be promoted or not, or whether he will be on the list. He just wants to use this sword to slap the green-robed figure in front of him on the head, and then tell him: "You are
Shit!"
If a second-line fighter fights against a sixth-line fighter, it would be almost impossible for a second-line practitioner to win with ordinary skills.
Sun Hong's arrogance is his only chance. Since Sun Hong is arrogant enough to say something without interrupting his accumulation of energy, he will let him see the anger from the second lineage!
Feeling the increasingly terrifying aura on the sword opposite him, Sun Hong frowned slightly, but since the big words had been spoken, there was no reason to take them back!
"I want to see how you can go against me with your mere second lineage cultivation!"
"We are almost reaching the limit!" The young man in black robe felt the power coming from the top of his head, with a sharp look in his eyes. This may be the strongest blow he has ever delivered since he learned this move.
"That young man in black robe is reaching his limit!" There were many people with outstanding eyesight in the stands, who immediately whispered: "This charged sword has the strength to threaten the six meridians. If Sun Hong continues to be careless, he may suffer a big loss.
"
As if responding to the words in the stands, the young man in black robe suddenly let out an angry roar, and the crimson fire in his hand flashed, silver and white.
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The power of the long sword suddenly became more powerful, and it slashed at Sun Hong with an indomitable momentum!
"cut!"
"The pearls of rice also emit brilliance?" The veins on Sun Hong's neck popped out, and the long sword was raised. The sword was bright and cold, like a blue moon rising slowly.
"break!"
Bang!
Sword after sword collided violently, powerful air waves burst out into billowing smoke, and from the billowing smoke, a figure was suddenly thrown back.
"Sun Hongsheng, Qian Haobo lost." Mr. Qian shook his head sadly and announced the result of this competition calmly.
"Qian Haobo? I told you that your strength is vulnerable to a single blow." Sun Hong put his long sword into its sheath, put his hands behind his back, hid his slightly trembling arms in his wide sleeves, and looked down at the limp man.
The figure on the ground said calmly.
"Since the academy has given you a young eagle, the Hidden Dragon Ranking, then you should take good care of yourself. Why come to the general ranking list to humiliate yourself?" Other figures on the martial arts stage also chuckled, and Sun Hong was shocked at this.
The way he gave the opponent enough time to accumulate strength, and then defeated the enemy with one strike, was like showing off their Laosheng momentum!
"If you can't get up yet, you will have to admit defeat in a while." Another figure on the martial arts stage said.
"It's good to admit defeat, at least you don't have to be so embarrassed." Someone responded with a smile.
Sun Hong walked down from the martial arts stage with light steps and said with a smile: "I suggest you practice for another year or two before competing for the overall ranking."
The indifferent tone coupled with the record of just allowing a player on the Young Eagle Ranking to accumulate strength wantonly and defeating him calmly made him say this, and it didn't seem to be inappropriate at all. On the contrary,
It felt like the kind words of a senior, which made the contestants who had not yet come on stage pause for a moment.
"Perhaps we really should practice for another two years before coming back." The contestants who have not yet taken the stage can't help but think that after all, their strength is not much better than Qian Haobo, but Sun Hong allows him to accumulate strength, and in
When his energy reaches its peak, he can easily be defeated with one sword strike!
Just when the freshmen fell into an awkward silence, a clear voice suddenly sounded.
"People who don't know think you are so strong. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? If you can't hold back the blood in your throat, just swallow it." Nie Yun folded his arms and said loudly: "There are also pockets in your sleeves.
Stop shaking your hands and apply some medicine quickly, otherwise the hidden wounds will not be cured by then."
Nie Yun's words immediately attracted the attention of the players present. After hearing this, they all looked at Sun Hong's sleeves. Although it was not obvious, they could still see it with their eyes of the Reborn Realm.
"Sure enough!" The other contestants who were about to go on stage breathed a sigh of relief. If they were really unscathed, they would lose the courage to go on stage.
"You...hum!" Sun Hong glanced at Nie Yun fiercely, then suddenly waved his sleeves so that no one could see clearly the trembling arms in the sleeves, and walked into the lounge.
"See, he can't even finish what he said." Nie Yun didn't pay attention to Sun Hong's gaze, and smiled calmly: "I guess if Qian Haobo hits another blow, he will be the one to fall."
In fact, Nie Yun lied about this sentence. Sun Hong's injury was not that serious. He was just trying to maintain his unscathed appearance. He looked so embarrassed. If he could spit out the blood in his mouth neatly,
Even if Qian Haobolai is intact, he still has the only choice of defeat.
"Wow." As soon as he walked into the lounge, Sun Hong couldn't hold back the congestion in his chest anymore and spurted it out. It is true that as Nie Yun said, his state was already in such a state that if he said a few more words, his secret would be exposed.
, that’s why he didn’t even finish his harsh words, panicking
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He returned to the lounge in a panic.
The gloomy eyes of the players who were not on the field suddenly brightened up. It turns out that the old students are not that strong. Even Qian Haobo, who is on the young eagle list, can fight them to the point of losing both sides. Then we are not without a chance, and we may even be latent.
Players on the dragon list may have a greater chance!
Swishing, swishing, as the sound of breaking wind came out, several figures rushed onto the martial arts stage. Since they are not invincible opponents, why should they be so nakedly contemptuous of us? If they really gave up so dejectedly, then...
What a waste of your passion!
Even if we still lose, as long as there is a glimmer of hope of winning, we will not admit it!
Zhu Da carried a thousand-jin copper hammer on his shoulders and stepped onto the martial arts stage in one step: "I am the fourth eagle on the list, Zhu Da, please give me some tips."
Du He silently walked onto the martial arts stage carrying a long black iron stick: "Third on the Hidden Dragon List, Du He, please give me your advice!"
Zhao Xin pointed his silver spear directly at his opponent: "Third in the young eagle list, Zhao Xin, frankly speaking, I have been unhappy with this old student for a long time!"
.......
"Let me come and see how good you are!" Tang Yuan rolled up the sleeves on his arms, kicked his calves hard, and his chubby body suddenly stood on the fifth martial arts stage. He did not forget to tell Nie Yun before leaving.
If you are beaten too badly, remember to carry him away.
Tang Yuan's blood-red long sword tilted slightly: "Tang Yuan is number eight on the Young Eagle List!"
"Swish, swish, swish." One figure after another, with a tone of bravery, either silently or with a heroic leap, occupied the remaining nine high platforms.
In the center of the martial arts arena, nine figures stand on nine martial arts platforms facing the wind, their robes rustling, and they fiercely draw out their weapons and point them straight ahead. There is an inexplicable and tragic sense of generosity.
And since most of the spectators were students who had been in school for one or two years, their "heroic and sacrificial" actions instantly set off the entire spectator gallery, and even some students from the Department of Liberal Arts also cheered.
"Wu!"
"Kill them!"
"Let them know that practicing for one or two more years is nothing great!"
Cheers and cheers filled the air over the entire martial arts arena, and also reached the ears of the contestants in the center of the martial arts arena.
The faces of the nine old students who went up first changed slightly, and the weapons in their hands were tightened, but they still managed to look indifferent:
"A little noise will not affect the difference in strength between us."
The nine figures opposite them pursed their lips slightly and didn't say much, but the flames in their eyes became more intense.
"Even if we lose, we still have to show off the momentum of our young eagles and hidden dragons!"
Boom! The moment the two parties made eye contact, violent energy surged out in unison, and tyrannical fluctuations instantly filled the sky above the entire martial arts arena.
The chilling sword light, the touching sword shadow, the strange and vicious spear...
Dazzling techniques were performed one after another on nine martial arts stages, giving people a sense of chaos.
Finally, amid a violent energy fluctuation, the first figure flew out and landed hard on the ground.
Mr. Qian's plain and mellow voice sounded again: "Cui Jisheng, Tang Yuan is defeated."
Nie Yun walked silently to Tang Yuan, put the fat body on his shoulders and walked to the lounge and said with a smile: "Fat man, you did a good job."
Tang Yuan raised his face that was even more bloated due to a bruised nose and swollen face, raised a thumbs up and said vaguely: