There are still a hundred people left on the field, and the preliminary round of the freshman competition is over.

The next step is to draw lots to determine the top 50.

It's all a matter of luck, who you'll draw and who will draw you, it's all unknown.

You don't have to think about whether it's shady......

A freshman contest, who is in the mood to make a shady mess for you?

......

“12”

Yang Fan took out a number from the box in front of him.

It's quite high, and there are two games in total today, one scuffle, and one draw.

The battle for the top twenty is tomorrow.

Yang Fan is also looking forward to drawing the top few numbers.

Otherwise, you'll have to wait.

I don't have anything to do, but it doesn't seem interesting to watch others play here.

Yang Fan has swelled and floated.

I don't feel anything anymore when I look at the game of Yipin.

Even Yang Fan now thinks back to the beginning when Zhou Ting took him and Zhou Yiyi to watch the duel between the two Sanpins, and he didn't feel anything.

At the beginning, the two three-grade duels inspired Yang Fan well.

At that time, my blood was boiling, and I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to practice.

And now, Yang Fan felt that his motivation to practice had decreased.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing that you have to practice on your own!

Especially after having 150,000 yuan, Yang Fan already felt that his money could support his expenses for a long time, after all, he had never seen so much money in his life.

If you have money, you also have a little strength, at least stronger than ordinary people.

Then Yang Fan had to think about whether he still had to work so hard to cultivate.

Yang Fan felt that it was actually good to take your time like this and relax from time to time.

And Yang Fan didn't have the idea of other orphans, thinking about getting stronger to go to his parents and ask them why they didn't want him in the first place!

Yang Fan felt that since he didn't want himself, no matter what the reason was, it didn't matter, whether he could find it or not? Yang Fan looked really lightly.

People are inert, some people come and go quickly, and some people come quickly, but they don't go so fast.

Once there is no motivation and no goal, then under certain conditions, you will choose comfort. The current Yang Fan is like this.

After hearing about the ruins just now, Yang Fan felt that the big thing was not good, and he had to practice hard and contribute when the time came.

And with the passage of time, Yang Fan also felt that the matter of the ruins was very far away, and it didn't seem to matter much if he couldn't contribute.

When the sky falls, there will always be tall people who stand up.

And Yang Fan felt that he would not be that tall man.

Living as an orphan taught Yang Fan to be selfish. He wasn't so fearless, even if he chose to be a cultivator in the first place, it was just to live a better life.

The reason why I chose the Demon Capital Training Academy is because this is the best cultivation college, and young people want to be good even if they don't want to fight for anything, whether it's things, environments, or people.

This kind of thinking can't be said to be right or wrong, at least this is Yang Fan's real thoughts at the moment, what is right or wrong? Giving his life for others? This is right? This may be the right thing for others, but for Yang Fan, this is not responsible for himself.

Yang Fan also thought about it, he has never been a person who gives up himself for the sake of others, he will do what he can, if he is hard, then Yang Fan will have to think about it.

Just like Yang Fan chooses a task, he will never choose something that exceeds his upper limit or is close to his upper limit.

It hurts to be hurt, and it hurts even more to die.

......

The game soon began again.

Everyone teams up according to the numbers drawn.

There are a hundred numbers in total, half of which are the same number.

The two people with the corresponding numbers go to the center of the arena to start the showdown.

In the two months since the freshmen entered the school, most of them have not learned the tactics of warfare, and they don't even know how to fight.

Even if he has a weapon in his hand, he doesn't dare to really think about the other party to cut it.

They are all just adults, and most of them have never seen blood in their lives.

And the rules of the competition are very clear that you can't hurt people's lives, and everyone has some bogeys.

I don't dare to really let go of my hands and feet.

Yang Fan looked at the duel on the field, and he was bored.

"What! Street fights?"

Yang Fan thought in his heart.

I really can't see it.

A pair of pairs played, and soon it was Yang Fan's turn.

......

In the center of the venue, Yang Fan looked at the opponent opposite, a little stunned, this guy seems to have seen it somewhere.

Mu Qingshan looked at Yang Fan opposite him, and he had the heart to cry.

Why is this guy again?

What kind of mold is this?

During the scuffle in the front, it was this guy who shot at himself inexplicably.

Now you can still draw each other.

If Mu Qingshan hadn't known that there was nothing shady about the lottery, he would have shouted out his grievances.

Yang Fan also remembered at this moment, isn't this the player who was having fun by himself in front of him?

I was patronizing and bullying people in front of me, and I didn't pay attention to what the other party looked like.

If Mu Qingshan knew this, he would have to vomit blood and commit suicide.

"Brother, come on, I'll let you make two moves. ”

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Brother, who the hell are you, I provoked you?"

Mu Qingshan said with red eyes.

He is a second-grade martial artist, originally there was no suspense in this freshman competition to basically rush into the top ten, and even the top three Mu Qingshan did not think about it, after all, there are only a few people who have reached the second grade among the freshmen now.

But now there is a Yang Fan, and he met it in the draw, Mu Qingshan knew that he was not an opponent, and he knew that he would be eliminated, although he could still challenge himself in the last ten stops, but this kind of grievance, this helplessness, this feeling of wanting to cry Mu Qingshan said that he really couldn't bear it.

"No, I don't even know you, what's your name!"

After hearing this, Yang Fan was a little puzzled, what? He hadn't seen the other party before today, why did he say this?

Yang Fan was a person who had no consciousness at all, and he didn't know how much damage he had caused to Mu Qingshan.

"My name is Mu Qingshan, no, that's not the point, you don't know me, what are you doing against me in front of you?"

Mu Qingshan opened his mouth and told Yang Fan what his name was, but as soon as the words came out, Mu Qingshan felt that something was wrong.

"I didn't target you, did I?"

"It's not aimed at me, why did you just keep hitting me?"

Speaking of which, the referee tutor was a little helpless, these two goods chatted during the game? This is still there, there are so many people waiting behind, and I also want to end this boring freshman competition and go back to practice as soon as possible.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Is this a place to chat? Hurry up and me. ”

The referee shouted.

At this time, there were shouts one after another around the venue.

What to go down if you don't fight, what two stupid X, and so on.

Yang Fan also felt a little inappropriate, he chatted with him for Mao, and he was not familiar with him.

wanted to cause Yang Fan to pull out the Miao knife and walk towards Mu Qingshan.

Mu Qingshan was stunned, what the hell, didn't you say that you could make two moves?

Look at your rushing posture at all, it doesn't look like you let yourself attack first, what you just said so solemnly turned out to be a joke?

Yang Fancai didn't care what Mu Qingshan was thinking at the moment, he slapped this guy in the face, this guy was still in a daze?

Yang Fan raised his knife and slashed towards Mu Qingshan.

Mu Qingshan also came back to his senses, looking at the blade in front of him, he was about to scold his mother, this product was still used with the back of the knife during the previous melee, and now it is actually a direct blade?

Mu Qingshan didn't have any other thoughts at the moment, he quickly stepped back, the long sword in his hand was on his chest, and he pushed it upward, blocking Yang Fan's knife, but he was also shocked.

Mu Qingshan knew that he was not Yang Fan's opponent, and he knew it as early as the melee, but he was the only second-grade martial artist among all the freshmen, and it would be too ugly if he admitted defeat.

Why do you have to dwell on it for a while?

Thinking of this, Mu Qingshan felt that it was beautiful to lose if he lost, he couldn't always defend, he had to attack.

When his body recovered, Mu Qingshan wanted to raise his sword and go forward to fight with Yang Fan.

But when I look up, good fellow, what a sharp knife,

His thoughts stopped abruptly, and the sword in his hand reflexively greeted him.

"Wow"

Mu Qingshan sat on the ground with his ass.

Yang Fan's long knife rested on Mu Qingshan's neck.

Mu Qingshan was a little confused, this script is not right, it shouldn't be like this, didn't this product wait for himself to be ready when he was in the scuffle?

But what happened this time? I didn't wait for myself to recover. This script is wrong!

Yang Fan didn't know Mu Qingshan's thoughts, and if he knew, he would have to mock him.

There is no time for the melee, just fight it, it will take a hundred people to end anyway, of course it will be for you Mu Qingshan to have fun.

Now it's a two-by-two showdown, Yang Fan still wants to finish the fight and go to dinner quickly, how can he have kung fu to grind slowly with you Mu Qingshan.

Of course, how soon it came.

"You lied to me!"

Mu Qingshan also came back to his senses at this moment, raised his head and said to Yang Fan.

"What?"

Yang Fan was a little puzzled, what did this guy say? Did you lie to him?

"You said I'd do two tricks"

Mu Qingshan was extremely resentful.

Yang Fan scratched his head after hearing this, and the knife in his hand was also put down.

There seems to be such a thing, I seem to have really said it, but I forgot about it after the referee's scolding just now.

"I'm sorry, I forgot!"

After hearing this, Mu Qingshan really felt that his whole person was not good, he was too much of a bully.

At this moment, the referee also announced Yang Fan's victory.

As soon as the announcement was finished, Yang Fan turned around and left, leaving the venue.

Leaving Mu Qingshan alone to sit on the ground messy?

"Won't you help me up?"

Mu Qingshan whispered.

At this moment, Mu Qingshan was going to be desperate, what kind of person was he? He didn't have any competitive spirit at all! Is he so disrespectful of his opponent?

Don't you care so much about yourself, a second-grade martial artist?

"Alright, alright, you go down quickly. ”

The referee looked at Mu Qingshan in a daze, sitting on the ground and muttering something. Then he said.

Mu Qingshan stood up in despair and walked to the side.