Chapter 370: Super Fierce Battle, Su Yu vs Worship Unhappiness! (Part I)

Su Yu jumped off the competition platform and came to Lu Tianfang.

Looking at Lu Tianfang, who was staggering to his feet, he smiled slightly and said, "This time I won." ”

Lu Tianfang stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, then raised his eyes to stare at Su Yu, and said with a firm expression: "I will challenge you again, next time, I will not lose to you again!"

Su Yu grinned and said, "I'm waiting for your challenge." ”

Lu Tianfang suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge screen located at the edge of the training ground.

"Su Yu, don't lose in the fifth round. ”

After leaving these words, he turned around, carried his halberd, and walked straight to the exit of the training ground.

Su Yu looked at his distant back, smiled, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will win." ”

When his words fell, a scream suddenly sounded, and then a figure flew out of the arena, fell heavily to the ground, and passed out.

Su Yu turned his head and his gaze fell on the competition platform.

A burly figure stood in the center of the tournament platform, slowly retracting its metallic mechanical arm.

No. 11 Tournament Stage, the fourth round of the qualifiers, the second game.

It takes ten seconds.

One punch to kill!

"That's the end of the game!"

"Winner, 1st grade class 12 ......"

"Sorry!"

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By the time the fourth round of the qualifiers was over, it was already dark and the moon was sparse.

After four rounds of competition, there were just under a hundred students left in the training ground, which is far less than the number of people who advanced to the fifth round last year.

The reason for this is that this year's qualifiers were so intense, and many students had no choice but to withdraw from the qualifiers because of their injuries, although they won.

When the bright moon rises to its highest point, the fifth round of qualifiers finally begins.

Everyone's eyes suddenly converged on the eleventh martial arts platform.

An eye-catching game is about to begin!

One of the Tianjiao list is not happy vs the first place in the retest Su Yu!

Under the No. 2 tournament stage, King Caesar Lear looked at the No. 11 tournament platform in the distance, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a cold smile,

"Iron Fist is not happy, Behemoth, from the capital of the Principality of Leviathan, known as the city of science and technology, his mother is one of the top scientists in the Principality of Leviathan, and his father is the Senate President of the Principality of Leviathan. The reason for the loss of the arm is unknown, and the entire robotic arm is made of a special material, which can not only transmit fighting energy, but also add a propulsion device, which greatly increases the strength. It is said that the robotic arm has other functions, and no further information has been gathered at this time. ”

Recalling the information provided by Leng Qingxuan, King Caesar Lear narrowed his eyes slightly and said to himself, "What a pity, Su Yu." Originally, I wanted to beat you in the rematch, but now it seems that there is no such opportunity. ”

"Xiao Ming, that friend of yours actually met Bai Buhuan, and he must have lost. ”

Near the No. 3 competition platform, a young man in a green shirt with a long sword at his waist said this sentence to Ouyang Xiaoming beside him.

This young man's name is Gu Ying, he is from the Meishan Sword Sect, one of the seven major organizations in the Shenzhou Continent, among the disciples of the Meishan Sword Sect in this generation, his strength is second only to Mu Lan, Li Zi and Ouyang Xiaoming, and he has the title of "Ben Thunder Sword".

"Lost?"

Ouyang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiaoying, are you teasing me? ”

Hearing Ouyang Xiaoming's almost categorical tone, Gu Ying was slightly stunned and said, "Why are you so optimistic about him? Is it because he dares to have a conflict with the Chu madman?"

Ouyang Xiaoming shook his head, and then said, "You haven't fought with Su Yu, if you have, you will know how powerful he really is." ”

Gu Ying said unconvinced: "No matter how strong his strength is, it is absolutely impossible to surpass the members on the Tianjiao list." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Ouyang Xiaoming smiled toothily and said leisurely: "Don't underestimate it...... Lanhai High School is the first to force the king!"

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The examiner stood on the competition platform and announced: "In the first game of the fifth round of the eleventh martial arts platform, Su Yu of the second class of the first grade will not change the battle against the twelfth class of the first grade, please come to the stage!"

Boom ——!

A tall mountain-like figure swept onto the competition platform, and his feet fell to the ground, and suddenly there was a loud noise, which made the ground of the competition platform shake fiercely.

It's the iron fist, and it's not happy.

"Friend, do you want to gamble again? This time bet 1,000 Shenzhou coins!"

Bai Buhuan rubbed his hands and looked at Su Yu who walked onto the competition platform with a look of hope.

"Sorry, no betting. Su Yu replied casually.

"Do you really not think about it?" Bai Buhuan was still a little unwilling, "If you win the bet this time, you will definitely make a lot of money." ”

"I'm still more interested in beating you. Su Yu said with a smile.

The expression on Bai Buhuan's face suddenly froze.

After a moment, he sighed and said with a look of regret on his face, "Well, this is your loss. ”

As he spoke, his mechanical right arm poked out from under his robe and slowly lifted up.

With a "poof", Su Yu took out the long sword behind him, his eyes were slightly condensed, and a trace of demonic purple light flowed from his eyes.

The two stood opposite each other, and before the game began, the atmosphere on the competition stage had become a little tense.

The examiner retreated to the edge of the jousting platform, then raised his arm and swung it downward.

"Game on!"

The loud voice had just echoed, and Su Yu's figure had already turned into a cloud of green smoke and swept out!

The moment the figure swept out, a series of blue afterimages suddenly appeared behind him, and at the same time, a little brilliant golden light appeared above the blade of the long sword in his hand.

Summoner skills, ghost speed!

Demacia Galen, Fatal Blow!

A gust of wind sounded on the competition platform, and Su Yu instantly appeared in front of Bai Buhuan, shaking his hand, and slashing obliquely with a sword!

Bai Buhuan frowned fiercely, he originally wanted to defend instead of attacking, find out Su Yu's weakness and then counterattack, but Su Yu's speed was too fast, far beyond his expectations, if he chose to defend, it was very likely that Su Yu would be completely suppressed from the beginning.

In a hurry, he put away his contempt, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and smashed it out.

"Boom. ”

The roar of the engine came from his mechanical arm, and two small circular holes appeared in the joints of the mechanical arm, and two white air currents erupted from the holes, driving his fist and smashing the long sword that Su Yu slashed in!

A local sound, sparks splash!

The two figures froze at the same time, then flew backwards.