Song He and Zhong Heng fought against each other, and although Zhong Heng won, he also fought and lost.

Zhong Heng also understood that even in his heyday, he might not have a chance of winning against Xu Fan and the others, let alone his current state, so he simply withdrew from the competition.

Coincidentally, he was ranked fifth on the list when he entered the school, and now that the freshman assessment is over, he is still fifth, and the ranking has not changed.

Everyone looked at the four people who were still standing in the ring, and they felt a little enthusiastic in their hearts, they knew that the peak showdown of this class of freshmen was coming.

Everyone's eyes were full of anticipation.

The three of them are young geniuses who have been famous for a long time, and they are terrible in strength, and one is a new dark horse, and his road to fame is faster and simpler than several people.

To put it simply, just because of Sun Haoyu's provocation, Xu Fan's response can actually only be regarded as a normal response, only because the person facing Sun Haoyu makes him a little arrogant, but in the same way, it has also created Xu Fan's fame.

In today's battle, Xu Fan can be regarded as a famous fight.

Regardless of the final outcome, his name is destined to be known and spread from the University of Petsu.

Just when everyone was wondering what kind of situation the final game would begin, Nangong Xiang took the initiative to walk out, his steps were very light, and the range of movements was also slow, giving people a feeling of a handsome son, and he came to the middle of the ring in only a few steps.

"It's Nangong Xiang, what is he going to do?"

"Is he going to be the first to play? Who does he want to choose? Seeing this figure coming out, the crowd suddenly had all kinds of discussions.

After standing for a while, he turned his head, looked at Luo Junlin and said slowly: "King's Landing, since they have made an agreement before, then let's not bother, anyway, the final result is that you win, how about you and I have fought this one first, just let me see where you have flown in the past three months." ”

When the words fell, many people were shocked by the content of Nangong Xiang's words, the person Nangong Xiang challenged would actually be Luo Junlin, listening to his meaning, it seemed to make way for Xu Fan and Sun Haoyu, they all knew that Xu Fan and Sun Haoyu had an agreement to fight, and this kind of high-profile moment is undoubtedly the best witness.

But if Nangong Xiang doesn't choose Luo Junlin, he will inevitably have to fight with one of them, Luo Junlin will naturally fight with the other, no accident, both of them will win, and then the final decisive battle, then the duel between Xu Fan and Sun Haoyu will naturally be in vain.

And the next sentence of his also contains a wealth of information, it turns out that he has known Luo Junlin a long time ago, and listening to the meaning of his words, the relationship between the two is very good, and it can even be described in two words.

In Nangong Xiang's opinion, the final result is definitely Luo Junlin's victory, he has absolute trust in him, even he can be sure that he can't beat Luo Junlin, since the final result is Luo Junlin's victory, he doesn't care.

As for the so-called ranking, what is the point of not getting the first, the second and the third?

Nangong Xiang simply pushed the boat down the river and bought a favor directly.

As for who to sell, many people speculate that it should be a favor for Xu Fan, after all, the Nangong family and the Sun family are in a competitive relationship, and Sun Haoyu does not need such a favor.

Luo Junlin stepped forward, his figure flashed slightly, appeared in front of Nangong Xiang, and said with a slight smile: "Ah Xiang, you haven't changed, you are still so helpful." ”

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, making a good fate, why not do it." Saying that, Nangong Xiang turned his head and glanced at Xu Fan, nodded at him with a smile, Xu Fan also noticed Nangong Xiang's movements, and nodded at him.

On the side, Sun Haoyu glanced at the three of them lightly, slightly dissatisfied, but he didn't speak, no matter who it was, he had to beat them into the abyss one by one today.

"Come on, let me see your progress too!" Looking at Nangong Xiang, the sword in Luo Junlin's hand was finally unsheathed, and the sword went straight to Gong Xiang, and said slowly.

Luo Junlin stood there, but simply raised his sword, and the sword momentum around him swayed, giving people a feeling as if Luo Junlin was that sword at this moment.

Nangong Xiang unfolded the feather fan in his hand, and a unique aura rose from his body, and the slow breeze blew through, gently lifting his clothes, giving people a feeling of being a handsome man.

Everyone's attention fell on Luo Junlin's sword, looking at the sword in Luo Junlin's hand, everyone was amazed, they all thought that it would be a powerful sword, but they didn't expect it to be a mediocre blunt sword, and it hadn't even opened yet.

But it was such a sword, in Luo Junlin's hands, that gave people an invisible pressure.

Nangong Xiang looked at Luo Junlin, he also had a lot of pressure, although he looked relaxed, there was an invisible pressure in his mind, as if he was locked by the unopened sword.

Nangong Xiang walked towards Luo Junlin step by step, and with each step, the momentum would climb until a terrifying storm seemed to blow around his body.

Luo Junlin still stood there quietly, no matter how Nangong Xiang gathered momentum, he was always indifferent.

When the momentum climbed to the extreme, a whirlwind lifted Nangong Xiang's body, and the feather fan in his hand fanned out hard towards the front, and a terrible hurricane swept forward, with the hurricane as the center, the terrifying suction seemed to absorb everything around it.

At this moment, Luo Junlin took a small step forward, only one step, an incomparably terrifying sword blade rushed towards the sweeping pale hurricane, only to hear an incomparably dull metal cutting sound, the hurricane failed to continue to move forward, only to see a sword light flash, the white storm separated from the middle, and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.

Even if it's a storm, just a sword can split it for you.

Nangong Xiang naturally didn't expect a hurricane to be able to defeat Luo Junlin, behind him, a pair of wind silver wings slowly condensed and formed, fanning gently, the dust on the ring moved forward, and Nangong Xiang's body continued to rise.

"Silver Wind Blade." Nangong Xiang said indifferently, beside him, a silver wind blade formed in the sky, falling towards Luo Junlin's location, and the whistling wind seemed to be about to cut the space.

Luo Junlin raised his hand again, and the iron sword slashed upward, the sword intent soared to the sky, killing the sky, and instantly turned into a dazzling sword curtain, colliding with the silver wind blade, and constantly making the sound of explosion and collision.

Nangong Xiang's body spun again, the wings behind him fanned hard, and he turned into a silver streamer and followed behind the wind blade, rushing towards Luo Junlin.

Luo Junlin raised his head and looked upward, around his body, there seemed to be thousands of sword intents rising against the trend, all rushing towards the silver streamer that Nangong Xiang had turned into, intercepting his figure directly.

The sword intent did not continue to pursue, after one blow, it dissipated, he was not trying to achieve victory, he also wanted to see where Nangong Xiang had reached.

Nangong Xiang was repelled by the sword intent, standing proudly above the void, the majestic general trend around him was circling wildly, his eyes were extremely sharp, looking at Luo Junlin below, he couldn't help but give birth to an incomparably powerful battle intent.

Luo Junlin's strength is not at the same level as others at all, even if the sword intent he comprehends has already reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

You must know that Xu Fan only used the prototype of the gun intent before, and defeated Yang Yi who broke through the realm, and how terrifying Luo Junlin's sword intent would be can be imagined.

In this case, it is reasonable that Luo Junlin can leapfrog and kill high-level elite-level alien beasts.

Of course, it is not only Luo Junlin who comprehends the true intent, Nangong Xiang also comprehends the true intent, but what he comprehends is the true intent of the attribute - the true intent of the wind, which is still slightly different from the true intent of killing like the sword intent, and the true intent of the wind is not more used for fighting.

Everyone looked at the two figures in the ring, and it was difficult to calm down in their hearts, and the true meaning that the transcendent only comprehended, when they came to them, it became something that they comprehended casually, and they seemed to understand a little bit that the combat power of these people would be strong to this extent, and the talent could not be the same at all.

"Wind wings, phantom."

The feather fan danced, Nangong Xiang's figure flickered, and countless Nangong Xiang's figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

"King's Landing, you have to be careful." The figures in the sky looked at Luo Junlin, and they actually spoke together, as if every figure was the real Nangong Xiang.

A stream of Ling Tian's battle intent flowed fiercely downward, and a sonic boom sounded, and all the figures turned into silver wings and rushed towards Luo Junlin below.

The sword intent swept towards the sky, but it was frantically shattered by the endless silver wings.

When Luo Junlin saw this scene, his eyes were extremely sharp, and as soon as he stepped on it, he actually rose into the sky, his body seemed to have turned into a sword, and the endless sword intent around him seemed to merge with him, facing those silver wings that kept coming.

"Good time!" In the sky, Nangong Xiang's voice came, and all the figures gathered together and turned into a real silver wing.

Finally, the silver wings swept down wildly, and the iron sword in Luo Junlin's hand also shot out towards the silver wings in the void, and in an instant, the endless sword intent merged into this sword, and a terrifying giant sword appeared, slamming on the silver wings, at this moment, the silver and the giant sword were all shattered and turned into nothingness.

Nangong Xiang's body flew out upside down, and the silver wings behind him slammed out, allowing him to stop, standing in the void, looking at Luo Junlin's figure, and smiling: "You are still amazing." ”

After speaking, the silver wings behind Nangong Xiang disappeared, and the figure fell towards the periphery of the ring, he didn't care about winning or losing, he also understood that he couldn't win against Luo Junlin, and if Luo Junlin didn't stop the last sword, he wouldn't be so easy.

Luo Junlin also nodded, slowly walked to the edge of the ring, looked at Xu Fan and Sun Haoyu and said indifferently, "It's your turn." ”