Mo Zifan's match with Cangkong didn't add up to half the time of Liao Peng, especially Liao Peng, he consumed a lot of martial arts qi in the first game, but now he actually reached the second round of the draw so quickly, and his martial energy didn't have time to reply.

The transparent box was removed by the invigilator again.

"Save time, the draw for the second game is about to begin!"

The first, third, and fourth rankings are all put in the box, and one person in this round of the draw will have a bye and directly compete for the first place, while the other two will need to compete for the final decisive spot!

Watching the invigilator keep rolling the box, all eyes were on the box.

Liao Peng is the most anxious now, if he has a bye, then he still has a little time to recover, but if he draws two other people, I am afraid that even if he wins, there is no way to compete for the first place.

A bead fell out of the box, this is the bye quota, who will it be?

The invigilator picked up the beads and said indifferently: "Mo Zifan and Cangkong competed, and Liao Peng got a bye!"

As he spoke, he turned the beads on the other side to show everyone to prove that he was not favoritism.

"Hahaha, sure enough, Lady Luck is on my side!" Liao Penglang laughed: "I still form a team, the scene of falling in love and killing with my teammates is really exciting!"

Mo Zifan shook his head helplessly: "It seems that the situation is moving towards the picture we least want to see." ”

Looking at Liao Peng's smug appearance, Cangkong smiled indifferently: "This is not necessarily, the goddess of luck is on his side, but the goddess of battle is not necessarily!"

"Mo Zifan, Cangkong, go to the ring for the final elimination match!" shouted the invigilator.

Mo Zifan stood up and said helplessly: "Let's go!"

With a slight jump, Mo Zifan had already jumped on the ring, but Cangkong had no idea of moving half a step, and said softly: "Teacher, I admit defeat in this game, please go directly to the next game!"

Crow...

There was silence in the finals! Even all the students who were watching the live broadcast in the classroom fell into a stupor.

"The head of the second class shouldn't really like Mo Zifan from time to time!" This thought flashed through the minds of many students in the first class.

Since the second round of the competition, Cangkong has been teaming up with Mo Zifan, Mo Zifan may not have noticed it, but everyone else can see that when Danfan Cangkong was by Mo Zifan's side in the past two days, she smiled very sweetly.

Is it possible that good cabbage will be arched by pigs!

And it was ...... by Mo Zifan, a pig No, Mo Zifan shouldn't be a pig now, this guy is now the last hope of the first class, and the allocation of cultivation resources next year will completely depend on him.

In the entire first grade, no one thought that Cangkong would admit defeat at this critical time!

"Sky ......"

Only Mo Zifan knew why Cangkong surrendered, she didn't want to waste her martial source qi, and she didn't want Liao Peng to have time to recover her martial source qi, even if Mo Zifan's physical body was very strong, but in the face of Liao Peng, who had a Xuan-level martial source soldier, his strength was limited after all.

The invigilator looked serious and said, "Cangkong, are you sure?"

"Yes, I admit defeat, I suffered a lot of internal injuries in the previous game, and now there is not much Wu Yuan Qi left!" Cangkong also told the truth, her current Wu Yuan Qi is indeed not too much, and it is true that in the second round of the game, she suffered internal injuries.

After receiving a positive reply from Cangkong, the invigilator nodded and shouted to Liao Peng on the other side: "Since Cangkong admits defeat, then Mo Zifan has won, and in the end, Mo Zifan will fight Liao Peng!"

Liao Peng's face was flushed with anger, and he looked at the sky in the audience with his teeth clenched, the balance of victory had already tilted towards him, as long as the sky consumed a certain amount of Mo Zifan's martial energy, then he would be able to solve this guy by directly starting the game.

But the current surrender of the sky has upset this balance!

"Liao Peng, get down!" Mo Zifan's cold eyes looked at Liao Peng in the audience.

Liao Peng took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and stared at Mo Zifan's eyes as if they were about to burst into flames: "Mo Zifan, why don't we make a bet!"

"Bet on what?" Mo Zifan didn't mind.

Liao Peng raised his right hand: "If you lose, you will cut off your right hand, and every time you meet in the future, you must kneel down and kowtow nine times!"

The four invigilators frowned slightly after hearing Liao Peng's words, is Liao Peng really an idiot? Knowing that Mo Zifan is completely different from two months ago, he still dares to make such a gamble?

"Classmate Liao, gambling is prohibited in the academy!" The invigilator stared at Liao Peng, but Liao Peng didn't look at him at all.

"Don't say yes!"

"Mo Zifan, if you lose, you will lose, but don't agree!"

"Don't mess around, you've done a great job this year!"

"Mo Zifan, don't fall for his plan!" Cangkong was so anxious in the audience that he was about to jump up.

A group of people unconsciously said their inner words, looking at the thin figure in the ring, and kept praying.

"Okay! I agreed!" Mo Zifan looked at Liao Peng's hideous appearance, and did not disappoint Liao Peng.

Is this guy crazy?! Cangkong stood up in the audience and looked at Mo Zifan with a worried face, even if you can win against Liao Peng, what if you can win against Liao Peng? With the power of his family, this bet is useless to you at all, this is completely a bet against you, why are you so stupid!

The four invigilators all shook their heads helplessly, among the martial arts masters, duels are sacred and inviolable, if there is nothing to stop the bet made before the duel, even the dean can't.

Unless Mo Zifan doesn't agree, but since Mo Zifan has agreed, then it's hard for them to say anything.

Liao Peng jumped down directly from the audience, the red light flashed, and the Phantom Flame Sword was already in his hand.

A terrifying scorching coercion slowly spread in the ring, and Liao Peng's momentum kept growing wildly, obviously, Liao Peng planned to directly use the fastest, most ruthless, and most violent way to completely destroy Mo Zifan!

Liao Peng held the Phantom Flame Sword high, pointed at Mo Zifan with the tip of the sword, and said angrily: "Mo Zifan, I will let you know the consequences of annoying me! That is a fear that you absolutely cannot bear!"

"I will also let my resentment against you for so many years disappear forever!" Mo Zifan's face was flat, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed, the mental pressure over the years, the oppression in the two lifetimes, will be completely solved today!

"The year-end competition of the first grade, the finals are played by Mo Zifan against Liao Peng, and now!