Nanjing An'an City, NTU Campus.

In the martial arts hall of the martial arts academy, more than 500 new students gathered here.

Everyone was holding a heart and staring at the huge screen in the martial arts hall, where the picture of Wang Shilei's battle was playing.

The two young people were standing side by side, and they looked at Wang Shilei, who was constantly suffering from slashing on the screen, with complicated eyes.

Zhou Peng Jiang Lie, the former No. 1 Middle School and two heroes, after entering the university, found more and more that this world is far from being a little bit bigger than No. 1 Middle School, and they are no longer the two characters who wantonly call for wind and rain on campus.

The freshman competition has been watching all the way to the present, which makes them feel that their past selves may really be the bottom of the well.

And Xiang Chen, who was inconspicuous in high school in the past, the Xiang Chen who defeated them, is now in the unattainable ring where they are, shining brightly under the watchful eye of everyone!

This feeling made Zhou Jiang's hearts feel like they had knocked over the seasoning plate, and they had mixed tastes.

"Wang Shilei, don't lose!" Jiang Lie muttered to himself, his voice so small that only Zhou Peng beside him could barely hear it.

When Zhou Peng heard this, he glanced at his good brother who had never obeyed Wang Shilei in high school.

Jiang Lie's thoughts, he empathized.

At least, Wang Shilei, who is also from a middle school, can pinpoint their thoughts to a certain extent, and his activity is constantly proving that they will not be bad when they come out of the first middle school!

Zhou Peng clenched his fists.

Wang Shilei, don't lose!

…………

Poof!!

Bursts of white steam were discharged from Wang Shilei's back and side ribs.

His heels and toes clenched at the ground, leaning forward, forming an extreme angle between the arch of his foot and his toes.

It was the last repression before the outbreak.

Rumble!

The exhaust pipes of the six meridians let out an angry roar, and under the manic propulsion behind him, Wang Shilei kicked the ground with both feet, adding the strength of his body again.

Knock knock knock!

"What a speed!" The faces of the other three players on the field of Imperial Capital University changed.

Li Li slashed out two knives again, and the knives exploded on Wang Shilei, who was rushing forward, and he used his arms to rung, causing a large spark.

"Are you afraid of your hand-to-hand combat!" Li Li scolded, did not dodge or dodge, his body was like a sprinter before he started, he charged his bow, his double knives were folded back, placed on both sides of the ribs, the blade was turned out, and the tip of the knife pointed diagonally upwards towards the sky.

"Two knives out together, the ghost is blurred!"

Laugh at!

Li Li's figure shot out, and his twin knives slashed in front of him, tearing apart the air in front of him as if cutting through a canvas. This time, he did not choose to shoot out the sword rays, but attached all the sword qi urged by the true qi to the blade, forming the greatest lethality.

Facing Li Li, who was the last to come, Wang Shilei also did not fall behind, and a black martial arts big force blasted out.

If you just participated in the freshman competition, let Wang Shilei, who was a four-star newcomer, face Li Li in the middle of the four-star, and he can lose nine times out of ten.

But compared with the smooth sailing of the Imperial Capital University, Wang Shilei, who fought to the death and experienced a fiasco with the Demon Capital Bianxi, is very different.

Maybe his hard power has not made a big leap, but his judgment of battle and toughness in the face of strong opponents have greatly improved.

Li Li's sword skills and Wang Shilei's black martial arts collided violently in the center of the arena, and they were evenly matched.

The two fought fiercely.

Li Li also stopped talking about it, and it was his usual combat style to use verbal attacks to destroy the opponent's psychological defense line when he had the upper hand, although it was tireless, but Li Li was happy to do it.

But at the same time, he is by no means lacking in the ruthlessness of a swordsman.

"Twin Towers Fall!" Li Li's two knives slashed out diagonally from top to bottom in parallel, leaving two gaps in his chest before Wang Shilei could react.

And Wang Shilei endured the severe pain, and before Li Li received it and returned, he punched him in the side.

Li Li angrily swung his knife out with his right hand, and Wang Shilei's iron arm was erected, holding his knife in a metallic roar.

Before Wang Shilei could react again, Li Li's left arm biceps arched, and the Taidao in his left hand contained terrifying power and fell again.

It's just that the position he fell to was not Wang Shilei's body, but the back of his own right knife.

"Da Mingluo!" Li Li's move focuses on strength!

Clang!

Wang Shilei's arms, which were in a stalemate, and Li Li's right-hand knife were instantly broken when his left-handed knife was added.

Wang Shilei's crossed arms were pressed down and smashed on his shoulders, and the force continued, pressing him to kneel on one knee.

Wang Shilei's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

Only one of the hands that was originally held was left, and the right hand was withdrawn violently, and the consequence of doing so was that the strength of the two was instantly unbalanced, and Li Li's double knives sank straight into Wang Shilei's left shoulder in the exclamation of the audience.

This cut was extremely deep, but fortunately, Wang Shilei's resisting hand tried his best to control the direction of the knife's slashing, and tried his best to guide it to the center of the body, and under the large muscles and collarbones, shoulder blades and other layers of obstruction, the power of the double knife was exhausted.

Otherwise, if he slashed straight down, this knife would probably cut off his left arm directly.

Li Li looked smug, but the excitement lasted less than a second, and he felt his left knee being gripped by it.

He lowered his head and found that although Wang Shilei's expression was a little distorted due to the severe pain, his eyes also showed bloodthirsty excitement.

Wang Shilei knelt on one knee, his right hand stretched out, and his fan-like palm was firmly holding Li Li's knee.

Li Li's heart jumped violently, and he was about to withdraw his knife, but he found that because he had slashed too hard before, the two knives were stuck in Wang Shilei's muscles and broken bones.

And that's not all, his left hand was firmly gripping the two knives, locking them up.

"His grandmother's, Nanda's madman—" Li Li cursed in despair, and then there was a sharp heart-rending pain in his knee.

Li Li's sword skills can be called the strongest in this competition, and his true qi is comparable to the length of a five-star martial artist, but his physical strength can only be said to be average.

And Wang Shilei actually crushed his kneecap directly.

After crushing, Wang Shilei continued to knead, and the sound of bone slag rubbing and colliding was played to the audience through the loudspeaker, which made people's scalps explode.

"Ahhhhh!!!h

Li Li howled frantically in pain, under the severe pain, the adrenaline was rushing, and even the true qi became unstable, at this moment, his arms burst out with the power beyond the potential, with a madness, and suddenly pulled the double knife back.

But Wang Shilei was holding his blade with his left hand in order to completely lock his knife before.

In the crisp sound of metal breaking, with the knife drawn, the sharp blade actually cut off the four fingers of Wang Shilei's left hand!!

The four black fingers like small iron pillars fell to the ground with a ding-dong sound, and then, without the support of the black armor's armed true qi, they quickly became smaller and returned to their normal size, and at the same time, all the black faded.

Under the stage, Xiang Chen got up suddenly.

It's tragic!

Li Li, who regained the double swords, flashed madness in his eyes, he used the only leg that could move as an axis, and spun in place rapidly, his arms were raised flat, coupled with the scimitar in his hand, it was like turning into a storm of blades.

"Sword Blade Tornado!"

And Wang Shilei, who was in the closest place to the raging storm, didn't have time to react to the severed finger, and was swept by the tyrannical sword qi.

For a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, and his forehead was hung by a sword qi, and a large gap of one finger length was opened, and the frontal bone was faintly visible.

Many female viewers couldn't bear to cover their eyes with their hands.

But Xiang Chen was staring at the battle in the field without blinking, and he was putting himself in Wang Shilei's role, seeking a way to break the situation.

Wang Shilei seems to be on the verge of collapse under Li Li's counterattack, but there are no absolutes in everything.

If Li Li at this time is compared to a typhoon, then there is no doubt that the closer to the center of the typhoon, the more lethal it is. But if you really rush into the interior of this typhoon, you will find that there is an existence called the eye of the wind inside, and compared to its outside, the inside of this eye of the storm can be called calm.

But if you want to break into this eye of the storm, you must have the determination to be crumbled into pieces from the outside before you succeed.

"If you want to win, it depends on whether you are ruthless enough." Xiang Chen said darkly.

………

"Then it's more ruthless!!" In just two seconds, Wang Shilei was cut out of dozens of deep or shallow knife wounds all over his body, and this injury completely angered the former little overlord.

In the screams of Qin Huai, He Yixuan and other NTU audiences, Wang Shilei actually rushed forward against Li Li's sword blade tornado.

The wound on his left shoulder was too deep, coupled with the broken four fingers of his left hand, the only thing Wang Shilei still had combat effectiveness at this time was his right arm.

His right arm was like a big black spear, and with the determination to see death as if it were home, he stabbed into the blade tornado.

Bang

After a crash, the sound of the bell began to change to the sound of a crumbling break, the sound of the black-armored armed forces breaking unbearable.

Wang Shilei instantly judged that according to this progress, I am afraid that before he touches Li Li, this right arm will be rolled into minced meat.

"Steam Pulse!!" The exhaust of the six meridians is reproduced.

Rumble!!

The body that had been somewhat stopped advanced again, and Wang Shilei's left hand was close to Li Li.

But at this moment, the tip of the double sword also came into contact with Wang Shilei's body.

In the first stroke, Wang Shilei's chest muscles were split out of two blood grooves.

The second blow is particularly fatal.

Li Li's double knives rolled over Wang Shilei's abdomen, the black armor was no better than the steel suit, except for a pair of iron arms, the rest of the place was still a mundane body, Wang Shilei's solid abdominal muscles that he often exercised, in front of the double knives made of new alloys, were like paper paste.

The knife breath blew, and under the dull gaze of the Nanzhong players, Wang Shilei's abdomen was cut open.

With a bang, in the abdomen, the large intestine and small intestine were left on the ground.

Quite a few people spit it out.

At this time, Wang Shilei's right hand finally reached Li Li.

Before the pain in his abdomen passed through the nerves and into his brain, Wang Shilei attacked.

He didn't choose any other target, but put his fingers together, and the condensed true qi was hidden in his fingers, like an indestructible black sharpening knife, pointing at the only remaining knee of Li Li, who was spinning on one leg.

What happens if a piece of wood spinning at high speed is stabbed by an iron cutting blade?

That is, Li Li's only remaining intact knee was instantly shattered by Wang Shilei's iron fingers, and Li Li's body was like a broken sack that lost its center of gravity, and smashed on the ground not far away in a burst of rotation.

The two knives were thrown to the point where they didn't know where.

After twitching for a while, Li Li reluctantly propped up his upper body with both hands and looked at his knees.

One of the legs didn't seem to hurt, but the original protrusion of the kneecap was collapsing softly, and the bits and pieces of protrusions showed what kind of mess it was inside.

The other leg is even more miserable.

At the knee, the bare red muscles, the meniscus that has been ground down several times, the broken bones, the ligaments that are stirred together, if not said, I'm afraid no one can imagine, this was originally a knee.

Li Li showed a miserable smile, and lay back on the ground with a pale face, he was deposed.

Maybe the current medical conditions can really cure it, but whether it is the knee that has been pinched into slag, or the misery on the other side, it is not comparable to a simple fracture and bone crack.

Such an injury, even with treatment and cultivation, has not been a year and a half, and he Li Li has no idea of getting out of bed.

That is to say, in the golden growth period of eighteen years old, he will spend half a year to a year of recuperation, and he has no idea that Li Li will be out of the ranks of genius freshmen at that time, and the second in the same grade of the Emperor University will always be in the past.

There is even that possibility, he Li Li has been reduced to a mediocre person since then!

On the other hand, Wang Shilei's injuries are also extremely bloody, and even look more penetrating.

He lay on his back on the ground, his belly empty, and one end of his intestines hung in his abdomen, and the rest was sprinkled on the ground.

At this moment, both the audience at the scene and all the viewers who watched the live broadcast were silent.

In the ring, the tragic aura brought by these two young men who were less than 19 years old was not inferior to that of the ancient battlefield, the horse leather shroud!