In other rings, the battle has not yet begun.

Zhang Xiaoyu's side is already over.

Everyone looked at the helpless back in the decline, and they all felt a little tired.

As for the old student who was knocked to the ground by Zhang Xiaoyu, his face turned red at the moment, not because of shame, but because Zhang Xiaoyu's blow was too powerful.

His sternum was at least eighty percent shattered, and without half a year of recuperation, it was estimated that it would be difficult to cultivate.

At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his heart except chagrin.

He didn't think that Zhang Xiaoyu was stronger than him, and he lost, but it was only because of his carelessness that Zhang Xiaoyu's sneak attack was successful.

At this moment, his chest was suffocated, and because of anger, he opened his mouth again and spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Despicable villain, wait for me. ”

The old student struggled a few times, but still couldn't get up.

A warrior in the ring next to him couldn't stand it.

"Brother, you're injured like this, don't pretend to be forced, you can't beat others. ”

The warrior helped the old student up, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

There is no shame in losing.

It's too embarrassing to blame others for being too strong when you lose.

Ignore the old student, and the ring battle is about to begin.

Although Zhang Xiaoyu's matter caused a lot of fluctuations, the others didn't care because they were still fighting.

However, some old students also noticed that Zhang Xiaoyu was very fast, and if he faced Zhang Xiaoyu next time, would there be any way to deal with it.

The qualifiers have kicked off again.

On the playground, qi and blood surged, and the entire sky turned blood-colored.

Bursting cheers.

The sound of fighting, as well as the snapping sound of ** collision, at this moment, resounded throughout the campus of Wuhan University.

Ring Eight.

Long Wuteng looked confused.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing here?

At this moment, I'm afraid that only these three questions can describe Long Wuteng's mood.

Others were fighting hotly, but on the other side of Long Wuteng, there was no one.

That's right, Long Wuteng has no opponent.

His opponent was originally Jiang Hao, the president of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Society, Jiang Hao, because he abstained, which led to Long Wuteng's first round of fighting, and he directly had a bye.

For others, it's luck, and you don't have to participate in battles to advance.

For Long Wuteng, this is an insult.

Naked insults.

"Made, Lao Tzu's opponent, you came out.

I'm going to fight, I'm going to fight, I'm going to fight.

I have to express myself too.

Was that bastard running away?

Come out and give Lao Tzu a beating.

Why did Zhang Xiaoyu steal all the limelight?

Is Lao Tzu weak? No one looks at me?"

Long Wuteng was tired.

There was a roar in his heart for a while, and a battle next to him was just over.

"Senior, is it good for you to beat me, I don't need you to compensate, you are disabled, I will pay all the treatment costs.

Win or lose, 5,000 credits, do you want to do it?"

The old student next to him who had won the battle looked confused at the moment.

The current freshman hobby is really weird.

Thinking of a certain possibility, the senior suddenly felt a little chilly, didn't even look at Long Wuteng, dropped a sentence and said it later, and ran away.

Long Wuteng's face darkened.

Is Lao Tzu so unpopular?

Is it because I'm too strong and scare people away?

Yes, it must be so, and only then can it be explained.

After comforting himself in his heart, Long Wuteng jumped out of the ring and disappeared.

Outside the playground, Jin Yang and several people stared at Zhang Xiaoyu as if they were looking at a freak, and they had been watching for several minutes.

"A few of you, is it enough? Look at it again, Lao Tzu has started beating people. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu's face was extremely dark.

Ever since he ended the ring battle, these strange people have been staring at him, Jin Yang and Tang Zhiming are still normal, while Su Luoluo is a little shy.

"Monster, monster, what a monster, tsk. ”

Jin Yang held his chin and looked embarrassed.

Zhang Xiaoyu snorted coldly, and then, when Jin Yang was defenseless, he kicked him on the ass and kicked him away.

"It's okay, I'll go first. ”

Leaving a word, Zhang Xiaoyu quickly disappeared.

Not long after Zhang Xiaoyu disappeared, Jin Yang ran back in a hurry.

Rubbing his buttocks, Jin Yang bared his teeth and said, "Damn, this guy is too heavy, my ass is about to be kicked rotten, what about others, I want revenge." ”

"Are you sure you want revenge? I don't think you can beat him, no, don't think so, you can't beat him. ”

Next to him, Su Luoluo was thoughtful and said with a serious face.

Jin Yang was tired.

Temo's makes sense.

See through it or don't say it, understand?

Didn't pay any more attention to Su Luoluo.

Soon, Jiang Yang found another acquaintance.

"Xiaolong, this way. ”

At this moment, Long Wuteng is still in self-doubt.

Why didn't anyone fight him, whether he was too weak or too strong.

Hearing Jin Yang call himself, a different color flashed in Long Wuteng's eyes, and he quickly walked towards Jin Yang.

"Jin Yang, come with me in a fight. ”

Long Wuteng was straightforward and spoke.

Forehead......

Jin Yang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the distance, and said, "The weather is good today, that, I still have something to do, so I'll go first." ”

Leaving a word, Jin Yangfei also ran away.

The atmosphere was terrible and silent.

Long Wuteng's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"What the hell is going on with these madmen?

Long Wuteng is crazy, he actually challenged me?

What are you kidding, I can beat you, I signed up for the competition a long time ago, alas, it seems that I need to cultivate well, if it goes on like this, Xiao Yu Zhan Huang Realm, I may still be in the Warrior Realm, think about it back then, alas......"

Jin Yang sighed and quickly disappeared.

On the first day of the game, it was a bit chaotic.

Two hundred warriors, one hundred were eliminated.

Most of the ones who were eliminated were martial artists in the intermediate war general realm, and none of them were at the peak of the high-level war general realm and the high-level war general realm.

That is to say.

Of the remaining hundred people, fifty of them were martial artists at the peak of the high-level war general realm, and forty-nine were martial artists of the intermediate and high-level war general realm.

Zhang Xiaoyu is the only winner of the junior battle general realm.

After a night's rest, the second day of fighting began again.

Early in the morning, the playground comes alive.

The second round of the budget competition began, and instead of chaotic battles, it was a one-on-one battle.

It's still a way to disrupt the lottery.

One hundred, divided into fifty groups in total, selected fifty winners.

Then the fifty men drew lots again to select twenty-five winners.

The 25 people who won the victory will once again be drawn by lot, but in this round, there will be an empty number.

In other words, on the second day, only twenty-four people participated in the battle, and one of them, without participating in the battle, could advance.

Twenty-four people, and then the third round of battles, and twelve people are selected, and finally, a one-on-one challenge is used to rank the points.

The top ten people represented Jiangnan Wuhan University to participate in this exchange competition.

The rules are a bit chaotic, and they are not actually fair, but everyone is the pride of the sky, and they are naturally not afraid of war.

Zhang Xiaoyu took a look, and he was ranked No. 30, almost noon.

But at times like this, it's also good to see others fighting.

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