The lively atmosphere of the welcome ceremony, full of laughter, disappeared from the martial arts hall after President Tang's brief speech, and there was not even a scum left.

Whether it was the freshmen who originally watched the excitement, came with friends, or simply came to see the beauties, at this moment, they were like hungry monsters with red eyes and grinning teeth, eager to rush to the martial arts arena in person.

"Dong Sanban, rush to Lao Tzu!!"

"Hong Siban, wipe them all out!!"

"The first is our Jiang 10th class!"

The freshmen martial artists who belonged to their respective classes began to cheer for their respective classes frantically, and some ordinary roars that could not be vented had begun to stand up and stretch their necks and shout.

They were not strong enough to be selected by their mentors to participate in the freshman exchange competition, but the freshman exchange competition stipulates that the martial arts team representing their class can win next, and the whole class will also get a thousand credits, a thousand credits, for them who have just entered the school, it is very likely that they will need a month or even a few months to earn a huge amount of money.

"Xia Wei, I'll promise you when you get the first!" In the midst of the fierce commotion, a sturdy girl stood up and shouted, no one knew what she had agreed with the Xia Jian warrior.

Hustle, roar –

I couldn't hold it back, the entire martial arts hall had been brought to a climax by Principal Tang's words, it was originally just a martial arts fight between the participating martial artists, and it had nothing to do with them, but now after being tied up by the actual interests of a thousand credits, everyone immediately participated in this carnival.

"These people are really crazy." Liu Yiyi watched the martial arts hall fall into madness, more excited than the freshmen who actually went into battle, and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"Crazy, crazy indeed." Qin Mo also nodded.

Qin Mo understands them very well-

Those who can be admitted to Jiangnan Wuke are originally top students in their respective schools, but there are no resources at all in middle school, and all cultivation has to rely on pure hard work, and they have to work hard in the League of Legends cultivation field, which leads to the fact that except for a small number of children of the core heirs of the family and chaebol, most freshmen have an illusion that the resources in Jiangnan Wuke University are sufficient, and as long as the credits are enough, they can be exchanged.

But now—

Someone told you that this is not the case at all, although there are many cultivation resources in the Jiangnan Martial Arts, it has become a drop in the bucket when it is evenly distributed to six or seven thousand martial artists, and there is no way to satisfy all martial artists, so only martial artists who cultivate faster than others and earn more credits can exchange for that limited resource.

All of a sudden, everyone understood!

The freshman exchange competition is their chance to compete for their first credit after entering Jiangnan Wuke!

If you don't have to be crazy, you're going to have a ghost!

"Teacher Qingyue, Teacher Zhu Bai, the safety of the students depends on you." Principal Tang seemed to be very satisfied with his words, and after his words, the freshmen changed from lazy antelopes to fierce and hungry wolves, and after stepping off the martial arts platform, he said solemnly to the two teachers who had already entered serious battle mode.

Two teachers, a man and a woman, named Qingyue and Zhu Bai, are the guardian teachers of this exchange competition, and once the warriors are in danger, they will strike at the first time and use the skill-level specialization spell shield to save them.

Of course, once the guardian teacher makes a move, it means that the martial artist loses!

"Next, please send a freshman martial artist to each of the first and second classes!"

Under the watchful eye, two inch-headed freshman warriors wearing combat uniforms and holding two battle axes and another young warrior with spears appeared.

Armed at all points!

Both of them were nervous.

"It's about to begin."

Everyone was shocked!

In the first duel, the warrior who comprehended the Berserker's double axe specialization and Debang's spear mastery.

"Zhang Zhifeng, come on!"

"Qin Shouli, overturn his !!"

After the two appeared on the stage, the martial arts hall immediately resounded with cheers and cheers, obviously friends and classmates of the two.

Qin Mo observed carefully.

Generally speaking, the first warrior to be sent is a weaker freshman in the team.

The battle order of the freshman exchange competition, before coming, Fang Zhi had already told them, starting from the first class, each class took turns to send a martial artist to fight, and the loser was eliminated directly, and the next class sent another martial artist to fight in turn.

The victorious warrior can choose to continue the battle or be replaced by someone else on the same team.

To put it simply, the Freshman Exchange Tournament is a martial arts competition in which success or failure is judged by collective victory.

Collective, the order of appearance, is very important!

Most of the mentors choose to put the strong freshmen in the back to retain their physical strength and spiritual energy.

After all, even a martial artist who has comprehended skill-level specialization is very afraid of facing a martial artist of the same level in a row.

Therefore, the first ones are generally the weakest in the team.

"Liu Yiyi, wait for you to be the first one." Fang Zhi said suddenly, Liu Yiyi's body stiffened, his smile was gone, and he turned around with an incredible face: "Teacher Fang Zhi, you don't think I'm the weakest, right?" Except for the rookie mad demon Qin Mo, I don't think I'm weaker than the three of them. ”

Liu Yiyi comprehended two hero specializations, namely the sword martial arts specialization of the king of barbarians and the battle axe specialization of the hand of Noxus.

In addition to Qin Mo, Liu Yiyi felt that he was higher than the other three, and he should be the penultimate appearance.

Fang Zhi glanced at Qin Mo with her eyes, and said thoughtfully: "There is no need for the four of you to subdivide, you just need to help Qin Mo drag four places, it is best to win, it doesn't matter if you don't win, just don't hold on." ”

Liu Yiyi, Zhai Sifan, Fu Yi and Yiyao's strength, Fang Zhi naturally knew it clearly, and it was precisely because she knew it clearly that Fang Zhi asked them not to hold on.

Their role is to help Qin Mo drag the quota!

Everyone wanted to cry without tears in an instant, even if we are not as crazy as newcomers, there is no need to say it so bluntly.

But they must admit that in terms of strength, Qin Mo, who has comprehended the thunder specialization, is indeed the most confident candidate among the several people to compete for the first place.

Of course, what they didn't know was that Qin Mo didn't want to compete for the first place.

Instead, crush all the freshmen and win the first!

"It's time to decide the winner." Yi Yao, the only female warrior among the five, suddenly spoke.

In the martial arts hall, the martial artist named Zhang Zhifeng slammed out.

Whoop –

The spear was like a long snake spitting letters, stabbing at the young warrior Qin Shouli with a double axe in his hand like lightning, and the nascent martial artist named Qin Shouli snapped together with his double axe, pinching the head of the gun accurately, his arm suddenly exerted force, and his veins protruded, he wanted to-

Grab the weapon!

"Not good!" The martial artist named Zhang Zhifeng noticed that something was wrong after the spear head was stuck by the double axe, but the double axe warrior Qin Shouli didn't give him a chance to react, his arms were like two big pincers, and the power was transmitted to the double axe, and he suddenly dragged it.

Bang!!!

Cramping snakes, Zhang Zhifeng's color changed, and the spear in his hand was thrown out!

Zhang Zhifeng's face is ugly!

The weapon is taken, which means that he has lost!

"This is a loss, Zhang Zhifeng is too careless."

There was an uproar in the martial arts hall, and surprises came one after another.

Victory or defeat is known in an instant.

"Lack of actual combat experience, they are all martial artists who comprehend weapon specialization, actual combat experience is very important, you take care of it, don't make the same mistakes."

In the lounge, Fang Zhi instructed everyone, the warriors were fighting, and the weapons were taken away, which was a big taboo!

If there is a big gap in strength between the two sides, it will be forgotten, but Zhang Zhifeng's fist power is not weak at all, but he was robbed of his weapon, which is completely due to lack of actual combat experience.

Losing the game, Zhang Zhifeng walked off the martial arts platform in a gloomy manner.

The freshman exchange competition continued, and to Qin Mo's surprise, no one was injured in the game.

If you lose, you will either be robbed of your weapon, or you will automatically admit defeat if you feel that your skills are inferior after dozens of moves.

The kind of situation that Qin Mo imagined to fight to the end did not appear!

Qin Mo was very puzzled.

"What, surprised?" Fang Zhi saw Qin Mo's doubts, her lips curled, and she explained with a smile: "Because they all understand that when the real winner is divided, in the last round, they are sent out first, and they are used for sacrifice, even if they desperately win one or two more?" Unless they win twenty in a row to get their team a bye, it doesn't make much sense to win a few more.

Since it is not decisive for the first one, it is not worth the desperate effort. ”

So that's how it is—

Qin Mo patted his head, and after Fang Zhi finished speaking, he figured it out!

To put it bluntly, these first few rounds are all exchange matches between freshman martial artists, and the key competition to really get credits is in the last round!

The strongest warrior of each team will stay until the last round.

"It's Liu Yiyi's turn."

At this moment, Yiyao next to him pointed to the picture on the screen.

It was Liu Yiyi's turn in Fang Qi's class.

Liu Yiyi's luck was still very good, when it was his turn, the sword warrior in front of him had already experienced three continuous battles, although he was not injured, but the sword warrior's spirit and physical strength were seriously depleted.

"You better admit defeat, you can't win against me in your current state." As soon as he came to the stage, Liu Yiyi pestled the heavy knife in his hand, began to talk nonsense, and raised his eyebrows at the new martial artist who was holding the heavy sword opposite.

The sword martial arts freshman on the opposite side didn't speak, just watched him quietly and pretended to be forced.

"Grass, if you still want to regain your spirit, how can it be so easy." Liu Yiyi scolded secretly, knowing that this person was dragging time, so he directly raised his knife and slashed it.

Liu Yiyi's knife mastery comes from the king of the barbarians, one word, barbarian!

The knife technique is wide open and closed, and one force will drop ten.

The hunting heavy knife dragged a slender knife mark on the fighting ring and slashed directly at the opponent.

Rumble!!!

After being slashed three times in a row, the sword martial arts freshman on the opposite side was a little unable to hold on, and took three steps back, his whole arm trembling.

"I throw in the towel." The sword warrior was a little helpless, and he didn't hold on, so he surrendered directly and admitted defeat.

"You know each other." Liu Yiyi grinned, dragging a heavy knife and waiting for the next opponent.

As time went on, the novice exchange competition continued, and after Liu Yiyi defeated three people in a row, he was defeated by a young warrior in black armed with a sickle in Class 11.

The first round ended quickly.

In the second round, Fang Qiban sent out Yiyao, and he lost the first game.

In the third round, it was Zhai Sifan who was sent out by Fang Qiban, who persisted for two games and was robbed of weapons.

Fang Zhi didn't care about this, her face was still calm.

By the time of the fourth round, Qin Mo could clearly feel that the martial arts on the field had become fierce, and at the beginning of the fourth round, a martial artist in the third class was swept in the chest with a stick by the martial artist who comprehended the martial arts expertise of the Monkey King Stick on the opposite side, and vomited blood.

Then, Fu Yi was slightly injured and was shot down from the martial arts platform.

By the last two classes of the fourth round, someone was pierced through the arm by a sword, but fortunately, the shield that guarded the teacher's eye and the eye of the storm was released in time, otherwise the warrior's life would definitely be in danger.

Round 5!!

"The fifth round is coming, it's about to begin!"

"It's finally time to fight for the first place."

In the lounge of Class 7, whether it was Liu Yiyi, Zhai Sifan, or Qin Mo, who did not play, they all became nervous, the most important moment of the newcomer exchange competition-

Here it comes!

It depends on the last round of the class that can get credits.

The last person in the first class slowly walked from the backstage to the martial arts platform.

Pure black combat uniform, with a cold face and a tall figure, about 1.75 meters.

His weapon is a sword!

A hunting-type light sword that is exactly the same as Qin Mo!

"It's him, Yunsu!"

When the first person in the fifth round appeared, Liu Yiyi's face changed and he exclaimed.

"Yunsu?" Qin Mo looked at the black-clothed young man with a cold face in surprise, and from this black-clothed young man, he saw the same feeling that Dong Leiming gave him at the beginning.

"Yunsu, the champion of Yangzhou No. 1 Middle School, has comprehended the sword martial arts specialization of the Wuji Sword Saint, and moreover, he has also comprehended the skill-level specialization of the Wuji Sword Saint - Wuji Kendo!" Fang Zhi said to Qin Mo.

Comprehended the skill-level mastery!

Qin Mo's heart sank, and finally, a martial artist who had comprehended the skill-level specialization appeared.

Dong Leiming, who he defeated in the House of Weapons, was to comprehend the Infinite Sword Saint swordsmanship specialization, but Dong Leiming's talent was not enough, and he did not comprehend the skill-level specialization, if he talked about basic swordsmanship alone, Qin Mo was not Dong Leiming's opponent, he still used the skill-level specialization of the Wind Sword Hao to step forward and defeat Dong Leiming.

Of course, Qin Mo believed that if he talked about swordsmanship alone, this Yunsu would not be Dong Leiming's opponent, but he had comprehended the skill-level specialization of Wuji Swordsmanship, and the same swordsmanship would definitely be much stronger than Dong Leiming's.

"I don't want to talk nonsense, just admit defeat, otherwise I will be killed, whether the guardian teacher can save you in time, I don't care."

On the martial arts platform, Yunsu's dark eyes stared at his opponent, who was also a sword warrior.

Domineering, arrogant!