Chapter 323: Su Lie Inheritor!

Looking at Ye Liangcheng, who was covered with ice blades, Feng Wanli grinned and said, "I also have Li Bai's inheritance, thinking that the two generals can get close to me if they enter the wine?" ”

Feng Wanli gently patted the blue spirit marten on his shoulder, and then walked towards Thirteen on the side, and investigated Thirteen's battle situation.

As expected, Thirteen had the upper hand, and the dark blue armor on his whole body greatly increased his power in every move.

"Boom!"

A bang sounded, and Thirteen's opponent flew out of the ring in an instant.

"Dragon Thirteen of Modu University wins!"

As the referee sounded, Thirteen put away the broken blade and got out of the ring.

"Congratulations!"

Feng Wanli waved his hand towards Thirteen.

"The strength of the students in this Huadu is quite powerful!" Thirteen is still analyzing the strength of his opponent.

Looking at Thirteen's appearance, Feng Wanli shook his head: "Let's go and see how the other three are!" ”

"The strength of the participating teams this time is not bad!" Thirteen nodded and walked towards the rest place of Modu University.

When he came to the rest place, Feng Wanli suddenly found that Lei Jiaming was sitting on a chair, very leisurely, and he didn't seem to care about the students' grades at all.

Seeing Feng Wanli and the thirteen people, Lei Jiaming didn't even raise his face, and asked, "Are you back?" ”

"What about the three of them?"

Feng Wanli was not polite to Qian Jiaming at all, sat directly opposite him, and asked.

"Don't you see no one?"

Qian Jia understood the wind in his eyes, pointed to the empty seat in front of him, and said lightly.

"Step! Trample! Trample! ”

At this moment, there was a burst of footsteps.

Feng Wanli looked sideways and found that it was actually Li Ming, that is, the male classmate who had been patting Qian Jiaming, who was covered in scars at this time and limped towards Feng Wanli.

"Lost?" Qian Jiaming's body didn't move at all, but looked at it from a distance and said coldly: "Why are you so wasteful?" ”

"Teacher, me!"

Li Ming, who was in a bad mood after failing in the challenge, heard Qian Jiaming's scolding, his face instantly darkened, and he was very disappointed.

"You two won?"

At this time, Li Ming found Feng Wanli Thirteen and Twelve Leaning on the wooden chair, and then asked.

Feng Wanli waved his hand: "Unfortunately, both of us successfully qualified." ”

"You!"

Li Ming's face turned red, and he didn't say anything more, and then found a wooden chair and sat down.

"Tomorrow's 80-40 game shouldn't be so easy." Although he knew that Feng Wanli was powerful, he still reminded.

Feng Wanli nodded: "I know, don't worry, I won't be careless!" ”

The remaining two female students also arrived in turn, one of them won and one lost, and now three of the five students in the entire Modu University passed the preliminary round and advanced to the eighty-forty competition.

"Eighty into forty competitions, the wind wins!!"

"Forty into twenty competition, the wind wins!!"

"Twenty into ten competitions, the wind wins!!"

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After several days of competition, unconsciously, Feng Wanli and Thirteen successfully advanced to the top ten of the Freshman Challenge, while another female student failed in the competition of eighty to forty.

"It's not easy for the two of you to reach the top ten, work harder and strive to get into the top five in the competition." Qian Jiaming glanced at the two of them and spoke.

Feng Wanli swept his eyes, grinned, and arched his hand towards Qian Jiaming: "Thank you Teacher Qian for your encouragement!" ”

With that, Feng Wanli and Thirteen walked towards the front competition ring.

Feng Wanli drew the No. 3 lot, and the thirteenth was the No. 2 lot, but fortunately they didn't draw together.

"Guess who won this time!"

"I guess it's Wu Ping, he's a silver-level inheritor, how could he lose!"

"The students of this demon capital are also very powerful, every time they compete, they just show that Wang Zhaojun's cold winter has arrived, and the enemy can't escape from its attack range at all, and the power is great, often just this move, and they have already won."

"Wu Ping is Su Lie's inheritance, he has two lives, how can he lose to a bronze-level inheritor!"

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Listening to the sound of talk in his ears, Feng Wanli couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the opponent this time was actually a silver-level Su Lie inheritor.

Unyielding Iron Wall: Su Lie's passive talent, physical defense and spell defense are increased by 5 points, and when on the verge of death, he recovers 60% health, prohibits all actions and is immune to control effects for 4.5 seconds, his armor and magic resistance are reduced by 25%, and at the end of the duration, Su Lie will let out a roar, dealing a small amount of spell damage and slowing to nearby enemies, and increasing his attack speed by 50% and movement speed by 30% for 5 seconds.

Su Lie's core skill, the second skill that can be resurrected among all the inheritors of King Glory.

"It's a meat shield, and it's troublesome to deal with!" Feng Wanli is not worried that he can't deal with it, but he is thinking about his ultimate meaning of Wang Zhaojun and not being able to defeat him, which is a waste of time and trouble.

Walking into the ring, Feng Wanli found that it was an elegant man, which was in stark contrast to the rugged inheritor of Su Lie in Feng Wanli's imagination.

The elegant man was slender, exuding a burst of elegance all over his body, and arched his hand towards Feng Wanli: "Wu Ping, the silver-level Su Lie inheritor, a student of the imperial capital!" ”

"Wind Wanli, bronze-level Wang Zhaojun inheritor, Demon Capital student!" Feng Wanli grinned and continued: "I didn't expect that the freshmen in the imperial capital would actually have a silver-level inheritor! ”

Feng Wanli was very shameless, he didn't know how many silver-level gold-level inheritors he had slaughtered, and now he was pretending to compliment others.

"It's all a fluke!" Wu Ping was very elegant and shook his head again and again.

"Wow! Wu is so handsome! ”

"Wow, Wu Ping, the elegant son of the school, actually smiled in my direction!"

"Wow, the ugly uncle opposite Wu Ping, hurry up, don't stain Wu Ping's clothes!"

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These girls praise Wu Ping and praise Wu Ping, why do you have to get involved with me?

The wind is gloomy, and I really can't figure out why these are so crazy.

"The competition begins!" The referee glanced at the two and announced the start of the competition.

"Boom!"

A roar sounded, and a stone pillar the size of a person suddenly slammed in front of Wu Ping, obviously his weapon.

"Why is he holding this weapon so disobediently?" Feng Wanli frowned tightly, looking at Wu Ping carrying the stone pillar, he felt that it was a scholar carrying a big knife.

Wu Ping was very polite, said hello to Feng Wanli, and rushed over with the stone pillar on his shoulder: "Be careful!" I'm coming! ”

"You can really be called an elegant son!"

Feng Wanli nodded, and then turned one hand to the sky, casting the cold winter has arrived.

(End of chapter)