Not to mention Dean Shen Yuan, who was thundering on the rostrum, and students with different thoughts, the bright red countdown number on the dome has returned to zero.

"Here we go!"

On the seventh field, a young man with a tiger's back looked at the slightly thin figure in front of him, and a hint of playfulness rose in his eyes.

"Hey brother, if I were you, surrender now, lest I be thrown out of the ring and make a bigger -"

The young man's words were only half spoken, and the rest of the words had been stuffed back by the sharp fist wind.

"So fast!"

In the flash of light, the tall young man didn't even have time to take a defensive posture, and he was punched heavily in the chest.

The ferocious force was like a mad beast, and the tall young man coughed out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out of the ring like a kite that had been blown off by the wind.

"Eyes above the top, it's about people like you!"

The slightly emaciated student looked up, his sharp gaze cast into the dome, and a cold electronic sound followed.

- "Decisive victory, No. 7 field, Yue Yang won, and the fifth grade B3 class scored one point!" ”——

"What, it's over when it just starts, it's only five seconds? This person called hypoxia is a bit fierce! ”

"What are you comparing blindly, people call Yue Lang, no, where is the battle video, I have to admire my brother Lang's heroic appearance!"

There was a high voice in the audience, and a small group of people became interested in Yue Yang. Huang Yuan held his stomach, pointed to the knocked down young man on the screen, and smiled back and forth.

"This stupid hat, he's still a fifth-grade old student, Yue Yang is a ruthless stubble, he also challenged Qi En last year, shouldn't this unlucky kid see it?"

Chu Han lifted the frame of his glasses and said with a slight surprise, "Yue Yang's punch just now seems to have used a fist. Qi En was absent again today, and I don't know what happened, so maybe the person sitting in the chief will have to change his name. ”

Thirty teams won the game, which took nearly 20 minutes, and almost 12 classes had already scored or lost points, and the second round of the competition began at an interval of 15 minutes.

If Yue Yang won the first place in the first round of the competition, then in the second round of the competition, the most exciting thing is the duel between the two squad leaders of class A, respectively, Xia Houyu, the leader of class A1 against Chen Dongli, the leader of class A2, and the physique of both sides is twenty-one.

"I didn't expect the elimination game to face Brother Shangyu, I'm really embarrassed, you have to lose a point."

"Brother Dongli is polite, it's not once or twice that the two of us have a duel, it seems that you lose more and win less, right? To be a man, you have to understand a truth, that is, one is always in front of two! ”

"Hehe, if the Dragon King comes to convince me, do you, I only have one reply, I bought a watch last year!"

Bang, fists and feet collided, Xiahou Yu and Chen Dongli seemed to be born to rush, and before they could say a few words, they moved the real fire one by one, all kinds of heavy punches and heavy legs, desperately greeting each other's faces.

They couldn't hear the cheers and cheers on the field, but they could imagine that the battle between the two of them would definitely be projected in the dome.

"Today, I won't beat you all over the ground looking for teeth, I'll take your surname! Eat me with a punch first, B-level fighting skills, Long Zhen! ”

"Cut, it's cheaper for you, Xiahou Dongli's name is so good, you look at your original one, and whether there is a Bi Ge."

In the face of Chen Dongli's arrogant punch, Xiahou Yu relaxed on his lips, but felt a hint of threat in his heart.

He leaned down and slowly adjusted his posture, like a stationary ancient pine, his feet clenching to the ground.

The strong fist wind whistled by, and Chen Dongli took a small leap forward, pulling his big arm back, and still maintained his strength even in the air. His body gradually tilted, and the angle was just enough to ensure that his fist smashed into Xiahou Yu's face.

"Idiot!"

Just when Chen Dongli's fist was about to touch Xiahou Yu's forehead, Xiahou Yu suddenly moved, and his whole body was cut in half out of thin air.

I saw that his hands were on the ground, and he made a move to lower his waist into a bridge and perfectly dodge the fist.

Outside the field, Xu Wanling, who had just projected the battle video to the dome, couldn't help but exclaim, and behind her, several instructors and vice deans of the martial arts department couldn't help but stand up.

"This is - B+ level fighting skills, kick to the sky!"

As if in response to this sentence, Xiahou Yu's center of gravity suddenly fell on his hands, his thighs were bent, his feet were in the air, like a spring that had contracted to the extreme, suddenly stretched, and a powerful foot kick kicked Chen Dongli's chest.

"Damn, you!"

Chen Dongli's old strength has been exhausted, the new strength has not been born, and his body is still in a state of adjustment.

Boom! I saw Chen Dongli's cheeks trembling, his body leaning back, and at the same time, his feet were kicked off the ground and fell towards the sidelines.

Chen Chen, who was standing at the corridor, nodded and shook his head again.

The strategy of using the sky kick to deal with the dragon earthquake is no problem, and the effect is not bad. The only pity is that Xiahou Yu's timing is wrong.

He shouldn't wait for Chen Dongli's fist strength to leak before making a move, he should have advanced about 0.21 seconds, which can not only interrupt Chen Dongli's offensive, but also use his own strength to kill himself, and get twice the result with half the effort.

Sure enough, less than fifty centimeters from the edge of the field, Chen Dongli's feet finally touched the ground, and he immediately raised his strength and stomped heavily on the ground, leaking all the strength on his body.

Looking back at the edge of the field that was less than a step, Chen Dongli breathed a sigh of relief, and if he was not careful, he was almost killed in seconds.

The cries from outside the stadium had broken through the sky, and if it weren't for the sound-absorbing function of the dome, the roars of the students would have lifted the roof directly.

The freshmen of the first grade, either staring at the projection on the dome, or looking at the Tianxun in front of them, their faces turned red one by one, they deserved to be the senior brothers of the fifth grade, and their strength was a mess.

There are many beautifully dressed girls who can't help but be ambiguous with Xiahou Yu, and the barrage on the live video is one after another, which has become a confession wall.

I don't know which bastard it was, so I uploaded the live broadcast link to the official website of the Department of Literature. Those polite girls who have been polite all day long have never seen such a bloody fight scene, one to ten, ten to hundred, and then to the economics and management department next door, the astronomy department... The departments with the largest proportion of female students at the Academy have all fallen.

In the poor venue, Chen Dongli and Xiahou Yu, who were scolding each other on the street, didn't know that their words and deeds were paid attention to by countless girls, and they scolded whatever was ugly.

In the end, the battle between Chen Dongli and Xiahou Yu was narrowly won by Xiahou Yu, and his initial gains made Chen Dongli suffer a heavy blow, and in the end, the two exchanged injuries for injuries and killed Chen Dongli by force.

It's just that Xiahou Yu's injuries are not light, except for the skin injury of his nose and swollen face, his left arm has some bone cracks, and neither of them can play in the next game.