The kind smile on Sima Yu's face at this time, which never seemed to change, looked unnatural.

He knew that the students in the scum class were very combative, and even many of them had the ability to skip the level and challenge.

But the challenge of crossing two levels, and it is also a one-trick kill, which he could never have imagined no matter what.

If you can kill in seconds if you cross the two levels, then in the next seven games, won't they all be killed by them in seconds?

At this time, he realized that he had thought of Lingguang Martial Arts Academy too simply.

He used to think that Ling Guang was just a small academy, and the students in it were all picky.

The reason why he took the initiative to ask to be transferred to Lingguang Martial Arts Academy was because the students here were too good, and it was easy for his class to win the championship of the freshman assessment.

But I never expected to meet the scum class.

It's all a group of small monsters with strong combat effectiveness.

The more challenging the two levels, you can even kill it in seconds, how the do you let others play?

Taking two deep breaths, Sima Yu put away the grass and mud horses in his heart first.

You can't lose your cool because of one game.

Calm is paramount at all times.

There are still 7 games, and as long as you can keep one, you can win the championship.

And as long as you can win two games, the championship is secure.

Thinking of this, he felt much calmer.

This time, he didn't type out his name immediately, but waited for Zhang Fan to report his name first.

However, when he saw Zhang Fan's side, the anger that he had just suppressed in his heart rose again.

I saw that the scum squad was in full swing again, obviously deciding who would play first again.

Nima, don't we have face in the meteor class?

Punch and punch, row Nima!

Can you die if you don't pretend to be forced?

But he only scolded in his heart, in order to maintain the image of a good person, he still had to pretend to be kind on the surface.

At this time, he really envied Zhang Fan in his heart.

Like is like, hate is hate, so at least you are happy.

You don't have to pretend to smile when you are slapped in the face like now.

It's so tired!

Soon, the scum class has already used the method of punching and rock-paper-scissors to decide on the students who will appear this time.

Wang Dong: Level 6 quasi-martial artist.

Sima Yu has an impression of this Wang Dong and is a very honest student.

Although it was also killed all the way to the top 16.

But compared to the other students in the scum class, it is the most characterless and honest one.

His drawing and slashing reached a small level, but it was also decent.

To deal with such a student, it is enough to send a level 7 quasi-martial artist to appear.

Thinking of this, Sima Yu typed out the name of a level 7 quasi-martial artist.

However, just when there was only two seconds left in the two-minute adjustment time, he suddenly quickly changed the name and replaced it with Yue Qun.

Everyone was taken aback when they saw the name of this Yue Qun.

Yue Qun, level 8 quasi-martial artist!

The strongest of the Meteor class.

He is also an existence that kills all the way and enters the top 16 strongly.

Before the strong rise of the scum class, he was also the strongest in the entire first grade.

"Is there any mistake? The Meteor class actually took out their trump card! ”

"To deal with a mere level 6 quasi-martial artist, there's no need to take the trump card out, right?"

"And this Wang Dong of the scum class, although he is also killed all the way, but compared to other students in the scum class, I am afraid he is the worst one. He wasn't even as strong as that Huo Juxiong. To deal with him, he actually sent the strongest, this ......"

Sima Yu was bitter in his heart.

He didn't want to.

He originally wanted to be like Tian Ji horse racing, every time a student appeared in the scum class, their meteor class would only send students who were one level higher than the other party.

But now the other side has killed a level 7 quasi-martial artist on the other side.

If this one sends another level 7 quasi-martial artist, in case it is defeated, then it will be even more difficult to win later.

Rather than that, it's better to show your hole cards.

At least win this one.

And with the strength of this Yue Qun, there is no problem at all to kill that Wang Dong in seconds.

As long as you can kill Wang Dong in seconds, and find a chance to win one game later, the champion will be the meteor class.

Several bigwigs on the stage also guessed Sima Yu's thoughts, and they all secretly praised: "When it is decided, it is decided, it is worthy of being Sima Yu's teacher." ”

"It seems that this one, the Meteor Class is bound to win. The only suspense is to see if it is a second kill. ”

Director Zheng said: "I think it's likely to be a spike. After all, one is a level 8 quasi-martial artist, and the other is only level 6. Moreover, the strength of this level 8 quasi-martial artist is still super strong. ”

The dean also nodded: "Generally, an 8th-level quasi-martial artist can be killed in seconds against a previous 7th-level quasi-martial artist, not to mention that this Wang Dong is only a 6th-level quasi-martial artist." ”

"Yes, level 6 quasi-martial artist, this is completely a point for the meteor class."

In the midst of everyone's discussion, the two sides have already put on their competition uniforms and come to the stage, standing five meters apart.

The referee has not yet announced the start.

Wang Dong seemed a little afraid to look at Na Yue Qun.

Seeing Wang Dong's timid look, Yue Qun chuckled: "Just like you, can you kill all the way?" I really don't know what kind of dog corpse luck was taken. ”

Wang Dong laughed embarrassedly twice and said, "I'...... In fact, it is to draw a knife and cut a little harder. But it's not great...... I'm actually stupid, I'm the slowest learner in my class. ”

"Hmph."

Yue Qun snorted coldly and ignored Wang Dong no longer.

Wang Dong smiled bitterly and said, "Can I admit defeat later?" ”

Yue Qun snorted coldly again: "Your class doesn't give other classes a chance to admit defeat, do you think I'll give it to you?" ”

Wang Dong had a bitter face, glanced back at the scum class, and then turned his head: "I'm definitely going to lose, but can you not let me lose so ugly?" As long as you don't kill in seconds, anything will do. The head teacher knows that I can't win against you, so the task given to you is as long as you don't get killed in seconds. ”

Yue Qun laughed disdainfully: "No way, you were born with a face that was killed in seconds." Your homeroom teacher doesn't know what's wrong with your brain, what kind of force is pretending, and you actually decide to let you fight first. Now you can only accept the fate of being killed in seconds. I can't blame anyone else, I can only blame you for doing it yourself. ”

As he spoke, the referee gave an order: "The game begins!" ”

Choke long choke -

Two knife sounds.

On the screen, two big blood-red characters appeared: Spike!

The disdainful smile on Yue Qun's face suddenly froze there.

His knife had only been drawn a third of it.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

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