Qi Xuan looked at Hua Shang with extremely sharp eyes. The cold light in his eyes was like a blade sharpening iron like clay. At that moment, everyone present thought that Hua Shang would be killed by Qi Xuan's eyes. But Hua Shang looked back without retreating with his fiery eyes, like a beast running out of hell.

"Remember what I told you?" Qi Xuan said slowly, his tone full of coldness, "It's not the time for you to play, it's too early." ”

"I can win!" Hua Shang snapped.

"Your swordsmanship has not yet been fused with the team, and using it too early will only allow Qin Zui to reap your future victories and leave an irreparable rift in your heart. It's too early to get on. ”

"As long as you win, there are no problems. I can win! I want to win!"

"Are you sure you can win, if you lose, I'll give up on you and your flying sword technique completely. Because, your ego will be an obstacle to victory!"

"Coach, I don't need a defeat to prove myself. I need to win to prove my worth. I don't tolerate failure, I just want to win! Today we lose, I will never win again! I am this kind of person! I just want to win! From today on, I will continue to win, failure is not for me!" Hua Shang said hoarsely.

"......" Qi Xuan looked at Hua Shang deeply and fell silent. He began to seriously assess the impact of Hua Shang's blood and his talent on the Honghu team.

"Coach, let Hua Shang go, just this one!" Xue Mei hissed.

"Coach, I fully support him, and I do a double car with Xue Mei. Hyung Jae-do, too, was hoarse.

"Coach, I ...... too Ahem, cough, cough," Fang Tingxuan wanted to speak, but he lost his voice because of choking.

"Coach! He can! He's ready! So are we!" Rong Henghao, Bai Ruoxin, and Chu Xiu said in unison.

"Coach, let Xiao Shang come once, only he dares to say such big things, I am willing to believe him once, it's already like this anyway!" Jin Feihua roared.

"Yes, we can't lose worse than in the last game. Gong Mingyue added in a low voice. Everyone squinted at her, you live so really.

"Yes, you can. Qi Xuan has no ink, and time is running out, "Huashang, you know your system best, with full authority, everyone actively cooperates, and take out the ambition of Honghu to fight!"

"Yes!" the crowd erupted in a wild howl.

"Okay! I'm the martial minister, come and listen to me!" Hua Shang didn't give in, slapped his face hard, and yelled.

No one hesitated, and they all gathered around him.

"Who are we?" Hua Shang asked.

"Bird!"

"What is this?" Hua Shang pointed to his tracksuit.

"Wings!"

"What were we thinking?"

"Heavens!"

"Is there an enemy ahead?"

"Nope!"

"Why?"

"I'm invincible!"

"We're not going to lose!"

"No!"

"Why?"

"If you don't win, you die!"

Dozens of excited palms stretched out at the same time, pressing hard together, and everyone could feel the body temperature and trembling of their teammates. No more fear, no more fear, but the excitement of about to burst to full potential.

As if by magic, shouting the trumpet before the battle of life and death, the players magically forgot about the fiasco of the previous three games, and all their mental will was poured into the battle in front of them, with unprecedented concentration. Because, everyone heard his persistence from Hua Shang's roar. This is a desolate beast that can only be fed by the fruits of victory.

Huashang simply changed the formation, Xue Mei and Heng Zaidao had two parking spaces, Fang Tingxuan Wenxiang, Rong Henghao, Bai Ruoxin and Chu Xiu filled in the positions, and the others remained unchanged.

With this team, he rushed out of the viewing room as the first martial minister and came to the stage of the White Bird Arena. The team members wore armor clothes, Hao Hao dàng) dàng) followed him, walked through the Chu River and Han Realm, came to An Baobao's side, and arranged the formation according to Huashang's sound transmission.

There was a panicked exclamation from the White Bird Arena, accompanied by an earth-shattering sound of inverted colors. Because Hua Shang, who looked less than seventeen years old, stood in the martial phase. Seventeen-year-old martial artist has not reached the third rank, he is neither virtuous nor incompetent, how can he sit on the throne of the martial minister? Isn't he afraid that all the people under him will be traitors?

Honghu Wushu lost to the fourth game, has it already begun to let go of itself?

"Let's go down!" "Fuck off!" "Shame on you!" Countless invectives came from all directions. Even the students who supported the Honghu Martial Arts School were furious. There is no shame in the strength of the team compared to the opponent, but it is too embarrassing to break the can like this. As a warrior, have you lost even the courage to fight a battle?

Looking at the lineup of the Honghu winning team, Qin Zui and his Tianzhu B team both smiled. It seems that the fourth game can be called home early.

"Don't mess up the formation just because Honghu Wuxiang is a first-order, according to the original plan, this time it will be fifteen people to kill, prepare!

"Yes!" everyone lined up in an instant according to the formation, the simplified version of the eight-door golden lock array, similar to an octagonal gear, was neatly arranged in the arena, and the chariots, horses, and artillery soldiers cooperated with each other according to the types of troops and warriors, forming a small array with different structures, forming a seamless fighting machine, and the heaven-granted duplex was used as the axis of the gears, serving as the commander of the formation and the responsibility of guarding the commander's position.

As soon as the formation of the Tianzhu team came out, it immediately ushered in full applause, no matter what the real effect of this formation is, at least it is remarkable in the formation, there is a magnificent and broad, the beauty of the weather, and the style of the Tianzhu martial arts school.

"That one is really coming up! look!" Wei Xuehua suddenly said loudly in the stands.

"Hey, where is it?" Che Hongtu hurriedly looked in the direction of the troop position.

"No, brother, in the martial phase!" Che Hongying screamed, "This kid is on the line!"

"Huh?" Che Hongtu stood up and stared with round eyes, "Really!"

"Who?" Lei Guanghu finally felt a little curious. The martial artist who can make both Che Hongtu and Wei Xuehua so anxious to see is a monster-level character?

"There!" Situ Qing kindly pointed. Lei Guanghu looked along and was stunned: a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was actually standing in the martial phase. Young man, are you still confused?

"I will hold the martial phase when I debut, and I will ascend to the sky in one step. Wei Xuehua was not too surprised, "I didn't expect Honghu to have a good eye and see this treasure." ”

"It's a bit of a killing, especially in this one, such a big disadvantage, can he do it?" Che Hongtu said worriedly. He was a little afraid that if he was put on such a stand, he would fall people to death.

"Brother, this cargo company, haven't you seen what he has done to a few of us?" Che Hongying was the most optimistic, "Liang Feiji was so angry that he was promoted to three levels in a row, but didn't he kill him in the end?"

"What is the name of the one you are talking about?" Lei Guanghu couldn't hold back. Liang Feiji made such a big news, he still heard about it.

"Huashang!" said everyone in unison.

Luo Xiang, Sha Chengjing, and Jiu Ling, who were in front of them, turned back at the same time. I didn't expect everyone to want to see it by the same person.

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