Weapons and monsters are all on the line, and even after defeating the enemy, they will not stop.

The two evenly rivaled teams fought hard in the end, but in the end, it was okay, and before the time came, the weaker team was finally beaten down, and no one could get up again.

In the second round, it was the turn of Leng Meiying's dragon group.

The arena is also in the place where Leng Meiying and the others are now.

Tasha's man came slowly after a few minutes, led by a bald head.

"Hey, the freshman over there, I heard that you have been very arrogant recently, and you actually slapped our old student in the face in the battle for Miaoye, it's really good......"

The bald man touched his shiny head, and glanced at Leng Meiying and the others with disdain.

With the voice of the bald man, the dozen or so old students behind him began to laugh, and the contempt was overflowing.

The freshmen are all hot-blooded young people, and some people can't help but want to fight back on the spot.

But Night Scales and the others swept over with a cold look, and all the freshmen who had something to say felt cold, and then they couldn't say anything.

"Dragging, is a kind of ability, if the dragger has no ability, then it will only bark like a puppy!"

Le Bing's tone was still so sharp, and one sentence made the bald man's face blue and swollen, like a humanoid eggplant.

Behind the bald man, an old student stepped out with a knife, pointed at Le Bing and shouted: "That ugly fat man, you are very dragged, come down and make two moves with the master!" ”

Le Bing didn't move, just sneered and looked at him.

"The scar is a man's medal, you pseudo-mother who hasn't wiped off your nose and go, with you, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

This old student's strength is at least in the middle of the Martial Emperor, and Le Bing, who has lost the thousand-legged beast, has not even recovered his body completely, how can he go up to fight?

Night Scale and the others, who had been with Le Bing for so long, suddenly understood, and Su Qi jumped out first, sneering again and again.

"Boy chicken without medals, come here and ask the master to carve two for you!"

The old man was so angry that he couldn't care about studying Su Qi's identity, so he rushed to the arena with a knife.

And Su Qi was even more direct, taking a leap from the high platform, as if falling heavily in the arena, making a dull crashing sound.

"Death to the boy!" Wielding the long knife, Emperor Wu's fighting spirit broke through his body and rushed out, and a brilliant brilliance shone on the long knife.

Su Qi didn't look at him, the Yun Qiang axe bounced out of the space ring, emitting bursts of dragon groans, and then the axe slashed out wildly.

The huge axe, with its blue light, slammed into the enemy's long knife.

The old student immediately flew out with a knife, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, staining a small area of the arena red.

This poor guy didn't even have time to release the monster, so he was slashed out by Su Qi's giant axe.

Not to mention Su Qi's cultivation of the strength of the golden steel, even if it was just the weight carried on the Yun Qiang axe, it was enough to smash him into a stomach bleeding.

In the first game, the freshmen won at an undisputed level.

The bald man and his subordinates suddenly turned ugly.

This is Chi Guoguo's slap in the face, and it is extremely fierce.

Just said how these newcomers are, but now how are they really doing, this face is beaten, it's really snapping.