"That little man is very laid-back."

At the Hurricane Academy Preparation Seat, Ji Qiong, a student of the Third Department of Cultivation of the Comprehensive Battle Academy, snorted coldly, and his face was covered with a layer of gloom.

"It's a pity that it's an observer, and there is no battle arranged, otherwise Senior Brother Lu can have two moves with the other party." Bu Chengyue, who had already completed the battle yesterday, said lightly.

"It's a pity, indeed." Lu Ze nodded.

Bu Chengyue's eyebrows furrowed, obviously he didn't expect Lu Ze to open his mouth to respond to him, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Ze spoke again unhurriedly.

"Observers can also fight, but they need to occupy a place."

Leng Gaoyi, who was leaning on the side with his arms on his arms, suddenly smiled, "But no one will give you a place, listen to the seniors, and watch the battle." ”

Lu Ze didn't speak again, he smiled, but he was facing the opponent's lineup.

Luo Xiasheng was holding a lollipop in his mouth, relishing it, and did not react to Lu Ze's smile.

He loves the circus, but that doesn't mean he has to respond to the clowns in the circus.

Lu Ze's reaction, as he expected, was nothing special.

……

"After a night's rest, you can see that the students on both sides are in a very full state of mind. This makes me look forward to today's race even more! ”

"I hope that the players of both sides can give a good match again today."

"Let's play the ninth game - the fighting match, Hurricane Academy [Ji Dome] vs. Sauron Academy [Mark Davidson]!

Ji Qiong, who had just made a mockery of Luo Xiasheng, heard his name, moved his neck and stood up from the spot.

"Ji Qiong, be careful." After a whole night of treatment, Song Shanming, who finally reluctantly attended, had a solemn face.

"I'm not you." Ji Qiong said coldly.

"You!" Song Shanming's face turned red, yesterday under the gaze of hundreds of lecturers in the academy, he completely lost to a petite girl, which was his lifelong shame.

"Hmph, take a closer look at how I won."

Ji Qiong is proud, and his pride has made him have few friends in the past three years.

There are only victories and strong people in his world, Song Shanming's clumsy and stupid super power might as well not be shown, and the super debut of Hurricane Academy was actually beaten by a girl.

If it weren't for the fact that yesterday's last battle was an information war with bells and whistles, the follow-up morale would have collapsed long ago because of Song Shanming.

He didn't want to compare himself with anyone in the team, and he only had one purpose for playing today-

Win!

The victory of Hurricane Academy needs to be consolidated and expanded.

He calculates the dome and is duty-bound.

"Please wear protective gear."

"Students on both sides can choose to use weapons for training, or they can fight with fists and feet, please do not use lethal moves, the referee has the right to stop when necessary."

After the narrator finished speaking, he announced the start directly.

Ji Qiong casually grasped the tip of a long stick on the weapon rack and slowly pulled it out as he walked forward.

The wrist rotated, and a sharp stick flower appeared.

"It's light, don't worry about hurting you." Ji Qiong looked at Mark Davidson and said casually.

This voice was broadcast live to both audiences at the same time, causing an uproar on the side of Sauron Academy.

On the distant moon, the young cadet audience suddenly couldn't sit still and began to send the most sincere greetings in the elegant language of the upper class.

Mark Davidson is a boy with short silver pigtails, with a handsome face and a male model-like figure, and his eyes widened with curiosity after hearing Ji Qiong's words.

The audience outside the live stream gradually quieted down, and they could tell that Mark wanted to speak.

"If it's true, that's great." Mark smiled brightly.

This time, it was the Hurricane Academy's turn to be in an uproar.

This guy named Mark is crazy.

In the preparation area, Xiao Yang, who was warming up with his legs, frowned slightly, "The other party's attitude is more relaxed than yesterday." ”

As soon as his self-talk fell, there was a slight cry from the scene.

Because Mark pulled out a pair of nunchucks at random, just when people thought he was going to use them, Mark twisted them lightly.

Syllable!

The titanium chain exploded into a cloud of sparks and broke off from it.

Mark looked at the 30-centimeter-long short stick in front of him with satisfaction, and checked it.

"Come on!"

Ji Qiong's aura that originally had the upper hand was instantly punctured at this moment.

"I'll satisfy you." Ji Qiong's hands shook, and the shadow of the long stick split into three, and the qi waves around his body were agitated.

He is a great cultivator of the Heavenly Dome Xuanwu Stick!

Ji Qiong, who is armed with a long stick, is a terrifying existence that is enough to sweep all the way alone in the off-campus experience.

Rising style - purple air from the east!

The long stick bent and jerked up, and in an instant the air in front of him collapsed into mist.

The first type - a stick of incense towards the sky!

The air above the head visible to the naked eye was steaming and distorting, and the long stick was actually blazing.

Mark carried the 30-centimeter short stick, like a traffic police commander, motionless and watched the long stick smash at it.

Just as everyone was in fear, Mark's arm suddenly flashed, and the short stick disappeared in an instant.

Buzz –

A shockwave slammed up.

"Ahh

When the shock wave dissipated and the audience saw the situation in the stadium, some people couldn't help but stand up silently.

Mark actually used a 30-centimeter short stick to block Ji Qiong's long stick out of the water!

"That's all." Mark said casually, with a snap of his wrist and a pick.

The long stick was violently swinged.

At the edge of the field, Xiao Yang's eyes were solemn, and he suddenly spoke: "The other party's dynamic vision has completely suppressed Ji Qiong, and Ji Qiong has already lost." ”

Looking at the field again, the relaxed look on Ji Qiong's face dissipated, and he began to speed up the attack at his own pace.

However, as Xiao Yang said, Mark, who has an auxiliary chip, has opened up a dynamic vision.

No matter how Ji Qiong's "Heavenly Dome Xuanwu Stick" changes, it can be accurately intercepted by Mark with a short stick.

Ji Qiong's inevitable momentum at the beginning had completely disappeared, and fine sweat began to rise on his forehead, first he continued to attack with routines without believing in evil, and then began to change his moves, and in the end, even the audience with an average martial arts level could see that he was exploding.

However, when Ji Qiong turned around and pointed the long stick on the ground, ready to take advantage of the momentum to slash his backhand, the black shadow fell from the sky, stepped on the tip of the stick violently, and pressed the long stick to die.

"In 246 seconds, you hit a total of 1,933 sticks, which is a wonderful performance."

Mark smiled and looked at Ji Qiong, and said a precise number that made my scalp tingle.

"But I've seen enough."

When the words fell, Mark's five fingers were intertwined, his index finger and middle finger flicked slightly, and the short stick in his hand shot out in an instant, like a bullet.

Ji Qiong dodged sideways, and was about to refute with words, but suddenly felt a huge crisis coming.

"Can you get out of the way?" Mark chuckled under his breath, and the figure actually appeared directly on the side of Ji Qiong, catching up with the short stick that shot out.

A gentle action of taking off the short stick appeared, turned around, and slammed it!

Rumble!

Ji Qiong's left shoulder collapsed, and he fell down in an instant.

At this moment, Mark was completely hideous.

"I'll only pay you back 193 sticks."