No one thought that Sun Rong would use this heavy rain to use the power of Aohai's sword spirit to wield sword qi from a distance to annihilate the enemy, although in the end he did not eliminate everyone.

So on the eighth day, there were 12 people left on the field.

6 out of 60.

The other 6 people are: Nan Yixiu in Nanhai Tianzhong, Four Eyes who had acted with Wang Zhen before, Zhu Hanyun from Titan Middle School, Yan Xiaochun, the junior sister of the same school, Tang Jingze from Fifty-Nine Middle School, and Yi Zhiyang, the captain of the Sword God Academy.

There is more or less some understanding of the other people in the sixty, but this Yi Zhiyang of the Sword God Academy, his origin is curious.

"What kind of school is Sword God Academy?" Chen Chao touched his head, feeling confused.

"My uncle seems to have mentioned to me that this is the newly established Xiuzhen High School in Jinghua City, but I didn't expect this young school to be shortlisted for the first time in the national competition...... But I don't know who it is. "There are too many students participating in the competition, even if there are many uncles like Guo Erdan, it is impossible for everyone to remember clearly.

The key is that the Sword God Academy was not on Principal Chen's watch list, but now it suddenly broke through and killed one person, which surprised the contestants of all schools.

If the game hadn't started yet, maybe Guo Hao could know Yi Zhiyang's identity through other means, but now after all, in the game, even if he has a way off the field, he can't use it in the open.

In the command center, Huang Lao sipped hot tea, and he was wrapped in a thick quilt, which was a special magic weapon, wrapped around his body with the effect of driving away the cold and cultivating the yuan......

This is the real Huang Lao.

Previously, he was trapped in a cold pool in a stalactite cave, and his whole body was frozen into ice.

"Teacher, are you feeling better?" Dean Qi said with concern.

"It's a lot better." Huang Lao's eyes stared at Yi Zhiyang on the screen: "By the way, this person is ......"

"The teacher guessed exactly right." Dean Qi smiled and nodded.

The students of the Sword God Academy are naturally all swordsmanship experts, and the captain who leads the team is also surnamed Yi, just ask the swordsmanship in this world, how many people can produce the hand of the sword saint surnamed Yi now?

Huang Lao carefully looked at Yi Zhiyang's appearance, then frowned again, shook his head slightly, and said, "It doesn't look like him." And I remember, Yi Jianchuan is a thousand-year-old virgin with no daughter-in-law, when did such a big son appear? ”

"Not biological." Dean Qi then smiled and replied using the sound transmission technique.

"This ...... Wang's next door? Huang Lao was shocked.

"The teacher thinks too much, this is a child that Lao Yi picked up more than ten years ago. It is said that he was born with a sword bone, and he saw that he was a creative talent, so he adopted him as a adopted son. ”

I see.

Huang Lao was relieved.

Now all the doubts in his mind were lifted.

In the middle of the night of the seventh day, the baptism of sword rain presided over by Sun Rong directly eliminated most of the people, and in so many split screens in front of him, Huang Lao recognized Yi Zhiyang who was divided into the corner screen at a glance.

At that time, Yi Zhiyang sat alone on the cliff, his white school uniform swayed in the wind, he did not wield any magic weapons, he just pulled out a handful of grass on the ground, melted the sword intent into the grass, and used the power of these grasses to form a powerful sword screen, which survived the baptism of Aohai's sword rain.

No one would have thought that on the last day of the competition, such a group of dark horses would appear.

……

On Saturday, November 22, the eighth day of the National Xiuzhen School Physical Arts Competition.

After the deliberations of the students of each school who had survived, the final battle was unanimously decided to start a one-on-one duel on the Dome Mountain, and the way to advance one by one.

The object of the duel is determined by drawing.

"How about writing the names of all of you sixty on a slip of paper, and each of the six of you draws one?" Minami Il-su proposed.

"The six of you challenge six of us out of sixty? Then why don't you put your names in together? Chen Chao felt that this was unfair.

Originally, the one-on-one duel was already the biggest concession made by the Sixty Middle School, otherwise, according to the current situation, the Sixty Middle School could completely attack and break it one by one, and there was no need to make an appointment for a duel on the Dome Mountain.

The reason why she agreed to the one-on-one request was that Sun Rong actually operated according to Principal Chen's instructions.

There is no other reason, mainly to be able to save some face and thoughts for other schools...... If this is really a flat push, the probability of other schools winning is simply minimal. And the one-on-one duel is more likely to intensify the viewing of the competition, and Sun Rong especially likes this feeling.

However, this matter is not something that Chen Chao can decide after all, everything must be under Sun Rong's command in the process of leading the team: "It's okay to go one-on-one, the victory in this game is destined to belong to the Sixty Middle School, if this can convince you, it's fine." ”

This decision was not made because Sun Rong was too arrogant and conceited, but because she did have confidence in everyone in the sixty.

After her baptism of the Olympian Sword Rain last night, almost all the people in the other schools were depleted, and they no longer had any extra supplies on them to restore their aura and physical strength.

On the other hand, in the Sixty Middle School, because Sun Rong was constantly producing pills, everyone's aura, physical fitness, and mental state were relatively at an excellent level.

So even if it is a one-sided one-on-one duel, Sun Rong feels that Sixty Middle School still has the upper hand.

"Then it's a deal!" Hearing that Sun Rong agreed to the duel, Nan Yixiu was excited, he took out the bamboo skewers prepared in advance and put them in the bamboo tube for the six people on their side to draw, and the name of each of the sixty people was written on the bamboo skewers.

"Student Tang and classmate Yi, you have the least number of people, you can be selected first."

"Okay." Tang Jingze stepped forward and drew one, but the person who drew it was Chen Chao, which made Tang Jingze a little disappointed, he actually wanted to fight Wang Ling more.

Yi Zhiyang took a deep breath, he hugged his arms, and his expression was quite indifferent: "I don't have to, you just give me the rest after you smoke it." ”

"Good!" Nan Yixiu hooked the corners of his lips.

After the end of the draw for everyone.

The list of pairs has also been finalized.

First round of qualifiers.

Tang Jingze against Guo Hao;

Yi Zhiyang against Sun Rong;

I wish Han Yun to fight against Chen Chao;

Yan Xiaochun against Li Youyue;

The four-eyed duel in the South China Sea sky against Xia Ming.

And the last Nan Yixiu, the person who was drawn was Wang Ling.

In fact, all the draws were arranged by Nam Il-so.

Nan Yixiu drew Wang Ling, which was also within Nan Yixiu's arrangement......

What he drew was Wang Ling, who was known as the sixty mascot......

Superior horses against inferior horses.

According to the rules of Tian Ji horse racing, Nan Yixiu felt that he had advanced to the first round, which was very stable!

Thinking of this, Nan Yixiu hooked the corners of his lips, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Classmate Wang Ling, I'm sorry!" ”

Wang Ling: "......"