Although this is not a good thing for their future, as a person from the High Heavenly God Realm, they still feel very gratified.

"Brother Linghao, your opponent looks very strong. Wu Hao sat on the sidelines to rest, and Ling Fei'er sat next to him, looking at Wu Hao's opponent with a giggle, that is, Mu Qing from the 12th grade.

"It's alright, it's only 12th grade. ”

Wu Hao smiled, although this Mu Qing does look very strong, but in his eyes, a master of this level is just a child, who can compete, but he can't talk about opponents.

"How long will it take you to get rid of him?" Ling Fei'er asked with a smile.

"It depends on how it goes, if he really wants to give it his all, I think he shouldn't be able to catch me, but if you want to take your time, it's okay to drag it for three or five minutes. Wu Hao shrugged.

"If I can't catch your move, won't you be too arrogant?" Qingyin laughed on the side.

Wu Hao smiled and said nothing.

Isn't it arrogant? I don't think so.

This is the most basic confidence in oneself, if you can't solve him within one move, then you don't have any confidence in your own strength.

However, there is no need to exert all his strength in this kind of competition, even in the 16th grade, although he does not regard this as a competition, but obviously, for these fighters, they regard this as a competition, and they will solve it with one move, for a cultivator, this kind of inner frustration may make him unable to make any progress in the future, there is no need for this, give them a chance to play their strength, let them know that they are capable of fighting, even if they fail, they will not be so badly defeated。

The gravel was quickly cleared and the floor was re-paved with harder stones, giving the whole site a new look and a harder feel, even if it was stronger.

The proctor walked onto the field.

"Dear audience friends, the third game of the 12th grade challenge is about to start, and the next students are Ling Hao from the first grade and Mu Qing from the 12th grade, what kind of wonderful performance will these two students bring us? ”

The tutor's voice sounded, and the atmosphere on the field became warm again.

As the strongest of the three challengers, his game is the most interesting, although the speed of each end is very fast, but it always inexplicably gives people a feeling of excitement, and the feeling of instant killing brought by the outpouring of crazy force is extremely enjoyable.

Wu Hao looked at the opponent in front of him, he could see the calmness from his expression, and the strength he showed was quite strong, theoretically speaking, it was a little stronger than the two opponents of Ling Fei'er and Crazy Feng, and he should be the strongest one in the 12th grade, but the fighting spirit in this guy was very weak, and he looked like a Buddhist cultivator, and he didn't have the mood to win or lose at all.

Wu Hao showed a slight smile at him, and Mu Qingqin also gave him a gentle smile back.

"Are you ready?"

"Ready. Wu Hao responded.

"Ready. Mu Qing also responded lightly.

"Again, you two are reminded that according to the rules of the game, you can use weapons. ”

"No, I don't. Mu Qing shook his head lightly.

"I respect my opponents. Wu Hao smiled, since he didn't use it, there was no need for him to use it.

"Since neither of you is going to use weapons, let's start this last match, and hopefully you can bring a different finish to the second stage of the game. ”

The instructor retreated to the sidelines.

With a snap of the fingers, the game officially begins.

In the face of this kind of opponent who doesn't need to go all out, Wu Hao has never liked to take the initiative, so he stood in place and didn't move at the beginning of the game, while Mu Qing, just like the last rage, also chose to stand still.

However, his next move was beyond everyone's expectations.

Everyone was waiting for a fierce game like a storm, but Mu Qing clasped his fists with both hands and bowed slightly.

"I throw in the towel. ”

When the three words sounded, the whole arena was in an uproar, and the sound of discussion came like a tide.

Admit defeat?

Even Wu Hao couldn't help but be stunned when he heard these three words.

Or is it the first opponent to take the initiative to admit defeat, looking at Mu Qing's strength, he didn't even fight in this game, he actually took the initiative to admit defeat, this guy can't really be a Buddhist cultivator, right?

"Are you sure?"

Wu Hao looked at him with tears and laughter, thinking that he could at least learn from him.

"There's nothing to compare, I know that your strength is definitely above me, that minute or two of fighting doesn't mean anything to me, anyway, the result is doomed, don't struggle for the so-called face. Mu Qing smiled faintly, and these words came out of his mouth, and he couldn't hear the slightest unwillingness.

"You're in a really good state of mind, I thought you'd be willing to fight. ”

"Watching the game is a way to learn from experience, not necessarily, you have to fight one-on-one to know your own shortcomings, to know the advantages of the other party. ”

"Well, since you don't want to fight, then I don't care, anyway, for me, the result of the game is the same. Wu Hao smiled faintly and shrugged his shoulders to look at the mentor on the sidelines.

The mentor is also in a circle.

He didn't expect that as a 12th grade winner, he would give up the game at this time and choose to admit defeat, and he didn't fight and directly admit defeat, which is not like the style of a 12th grade winner.

He looked at Mu Qing in a daze for a while.

Finally, a wry smile was heard.

It's not that he doesn't know this classmate, he has always known that there is such a master in the 12th grade, he only likes to practice by himself, and he doesn't care about anyone else's challenges, the victory or defeat seems to have nothing to do with him, if it is not for the results of the qualification review competition, it will affect his cultivation path, I'm afraid he won't even participate in the qualification review competition.

"Are you sure?"

The instructor came on the stage and asked again.

"Sure. Mu Qing nodded lightly.

The tutor laughed helplessly, adjusted his mood, and looked around the audience.

"Dear audience friends, there is a very surprising situation on the field now, our student Mu Qing from the 12th grade took the initiative to admit defeat, which also means that Ling Hao from the first grade won this game without a fight! First of all, let us congratulate Ling Hao. ”