"Referee, I'm asking for a break."

Hao Peng gasped slightly and said, he used Xuan-rank fighting skills in two consecutive battles, and the consumption of him was still a bit large.

In the next battle, he is ready to continue to play, and if he can defeat one by one, he will clear some obstacles for the others behind him.

"Yes."

The referee nodded and agreed to Hao Peng's rest.

Hao Peng immediately sat down cross-legged and recovered his fighting spirit.

At this time, there were also students in the first class who came up and carried Chen Mo down, and the morale of the first class was not very high now, and it was very low.

After two consecutive defeats, no one could laugh.

"Are you still ready to play?"

Mentor Ruolin looked at the remaining two.

Now there are two people who have failed, and in addition to Fang Yu, there are still two students left.

Once these two people fail, then the last hope can only be pinned on Fang Yu.

"Mentor, we're going to play."

"After all, no matter what, we are also part of the same class, Wang Jiapin and Chen Mo have failed, and we are still there!"

Lin Yu said, his eyes full of war.

"Yes, Mentor, and us!" Feng Boyi also said with a firm face.

Mentor Ruolin looked at the two of them full of fighting intent and stubborn eyes, sighed slightly, and then said, "That's okay, you guys will play in a while." ”

Mentor Ruolin didn't have any hope for the two of them, and the rest ultimately depended on Fang Yu.

Tutor Ruolin had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and looked at Fang Yu, who was talking to Xiao Yu and Xiao Xun'er with an indifferent face.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

Hao Peng finished his cultivation.

He felt that he was in better shape than ever, and his fighting spirit was mostly restored, enough to support him in a fight.

Here, while Hao Peng finished his cultivation, Lin Yu couldn't wait to play.

"I'll beat you."

The flame of battle intent rose in Lin Yu's eyes, and he said word by word, as if expressing some kind of determination.

"Heh, then let me see if you're talking big." Hao Peng said indifferently.

"It's game on."

The referee shouted.

"Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills, Tie Shan!"

The metallic light of fighting energy burst out from Lin Yu's body, and Lin Yu launched a charge towards Hao Peng.

Like a demonic beast, Lin Yu stepped on the ground and made a dull sound.

Hao Peng smiled, and there was a flickering electric light all over his body.

"Xuan-level intermediate fighting skill, thunder!"

The furious thunder attribute fighting qi surged out, arcing in all directions, lightning and thunder.

A thunderbolt condensed into a bird formed, let out a chirp, and rushed towards Lin Yu.

"Xuan-level intermediate fighting skill, thunder explosion!"

A cloud of electric light took shape in Hao Peng's hands.

Rumble!

A huge roar rang out!

In the flash of lightning, a figure flew out fiercely.

"Class Eleven, Hao Peng, victory!"

The referee loudly announced the winner, and at this time, everyone finally saw that the figure flying out was Lin Yu.

"Referee, I'm asking for a break."

Hao Peng shouted loudly.

"Yes."

The referee nodded in agreement.

Hao Peng then sat down cross-legged to recover his fighting spirit.

"Feng Boyi, you won't play for a while." Tutor Ruolin said lightly.

Now the situation on the field is already obvious, if Feng Boyi goes up, maybe he will still be defeated, it is better not to go up.

"Yes, Mentor." Feng Boyi nodded in frustration, he also knew that he went up to fight against Hao Peng, which was also a "lose" word.

After losing three games in a row, he also felt that he had no confidence.

The morale of the first class is very low, and sometimes the mood is contagious.

Since Hao Peng of Class 11 came on the field, he has lost one after another, and everyone's face is full of loss. Only Fang Yu, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Xun'er are at ease.

Compared with the depression of the first class, the morale of the eleventh class can be described as high, and everyone has a smile on their faces.

"Brother Peng is worthy of Brother Peng, he has won three games in a row."

"Brother Peng, this is going to break through the rhythm of a class!"

"Don't say anything else, I just want to shout 666 to Brother Peng."

The instructor of Class 11 looked at the excited students below, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Fang Yu of the first class has not yet played.

Fang Yu's name had spread wildly among the tutors of the entire Canaan Academy, after all, his demonic talent was well known, and his own strength was also extremely strong.

Hao Peng may not be able to win easily in the face of him, which is also what worries him.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

Hao Peng opened his eyes again, stood up, his eyes were like electricity, looking at the location of the next class, waiting for the arrival of the opponent.

"Fang Yu, it's time for you to play."

Mentor Ruolin came to Fang Yu and said, "Now all the hope is placed on you. ”

Fang Yu got up and stretched his muscles, and said with an indifferent smile: "Don't worry, Tutor Ruolin, Class 11 will be handed over to me." ”

With that, Fang Yu walked towards the ring above.

Hao Peng looked at his opponent, and a solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He had also seen Fang Yu's game, and his strength was very strong.

"Game on!"

The referee shouted again.

Phantom Walk!

Fang Yu didn't hesitate at all, and launched an attack as soon as possible.

With a phantom step under his feet, like a phantom, he walked towards Hao Peng.

And the moment Fang Yu moved, Hao Peng's whole person became nervous, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Thunderbolt!"

Familiar clusters of light flickered in his hands, scorching arcs of electricity shot out.

"Huh."

Fang Yu sneered, and the pitch-black flames swirled around his palm.

"Xuan-rank advanced fighting technique, Flame Palm!"

Fang Yu's hand was in eagle claws, grabbing towards Hao Peng, and the pitch-black fighting qi easily broke through Hao Peng's thunder defense, devouring the thunder.

Hao Peng's heart was suddenly shocked. Immediately, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and the thunder and lightning light in his palm slapped out fiercely.

With such a close explosion, he himself would be injured, but as long as he could defeat Fang Yu, it would all be worth it.

"Naive."

On the surface of Fang Yu's body, a black flame rose up.

Devouring Flame!

Boom!

Fang Yu slapped Hao Peng's body with a fierce palm, and his fighting spirit instantly burst out, knocking him down fiercely.

At this time, Hao Peng's thunder explosion also broke out in an instant, and the power of the violent thunder raged. Enveloped Fang Yu's entire person in it.

The devouring flames on Fang Yu's body suddenly attacked, devouring all these thunderbolts that were close to Fang Yu, like a greedy giant beast, and they did not refuse to come.

In the eyes of the outside world, Fang Yu at this time was like a thunder god, bathed in thunder and descending into the world, looking down on all beings!

"Class 1, Fang Yu, win!"

The referee loudly announced the result.

When the words fell, there was a cheer from the first class!