Kong Hanwen, the head teacher of the fourth class of the first grade, was almost crooked by him, this guy is really not ordinary arrogance.

Yes, you're very strong, but in that garbage class you teach, how strong can you be?

"Looks like the dance teacher is very confident! Yin and Yang angrily dropped this sentence, and Kong Hanwen walked towards his class.

Wu Changkong's lips twitched, and Tang Wulin, who was standing next to him, vaguely recognized that Teacher Wu seemed to have said a not very good word......

At this time, the teaching director Long Hengxu walked onto the competition stage.

"Today the promotion tournament starts. Challenge the first grade 4 class from the 5th grade class. Teacher Wu Changkong, have you decided how many people in your class will participate?"

The promotion competitions in the lower grades are generally not very popular, as the presiding referee, the only thing Long Hengxu is interested in is what kind of disciples Wu Changkong taught in three months, especially last time he specially admitted his mistake to himself and asked for a person.

Wu Changkong nodded, "There are three people in our class who participate. ”

Long Hengxu turned to the direction of Kong Hanwen, the head teacher of the fourth class, "Three people in the fifth class participated, Teacher Kong, I will give you five minutes to allocate the time of the participating students." ”

Kong Hanwen changed the way he smiled in front of Wu Changkong just now, and said disdainfully: "Fight with the fifth class, and whoever we go to the fourth class is the same." Garon, Lin Zunyuan, Moss, the three of you. Remember, you represent the glory of our fourth class, and you must play the momentum of the fourth class. ”

With just a wave of his hand, Tang Wulin, Xie Mi and Gu Yue walked onto the stage.

Long Hengxu glanced at Wu Changkong's side a little strangely, generally speaking, because of the poor overall strength of the fifth class, when challenging upwards, there will be fewer people if they can send less. The best two will be selected. But Wu Changkong sent three people on the field, could it be said that the overall strength of Class 5 has made him very strong?

Among the three students in the fourth class of the first grade, Galleon was the leader, Galleon was not tall and short, but he looked very sturdy.

Lin Zunyuan is a thin teenager, and Moss is of medium stature and looks eager to try.

Tang Wulin stood in the middle of the three of them, yes, it was him. Standing in this position means that he is the main general.

"Ready!" The distance between the two sides was fifty meters, and Long Hengxu raised his right hand high.

"The first game of the promotion competition of the new school year, the fourth class of the first grade against the fifth class of the first grade, starts!"

With Long Hengxu shouting, the three students of the fourth class of the first grade released their soul rings almost at the same time.

The three white soul rings each rose under their feet, and Garon, who was standing at the forefront, took a step forward, his body swelled slightly, and a low roar came out of his mouth, his originally brown eyes turned yellow, and his arms were obviously a little thicker. Take a big step and rush forward.

Lin Zunyuan muttered something, there was a slender staff in his hand, and the aura under his feet flashed, and a red light shot out from the top of the staff and landed on Garon.

Garon's yellow eyes were filled with a touch of blood, and his body swelled a little again, and with a compelling momentum, he rushed in the direction of Tang Wulin.

Moss's figure on the other side flashed and hid behind Garon.

From their swift and tacit actions, it can be seen that they have been trained for a long time, and they are not at all randomly selected a few people as their head teacher Kong Hanwen said before.

Garon is a strong attack battle soul master, the martial soul should be a wolf, and Moss is a sensitive attack war soul master, and he can't tell what a martial soul is. And that Lin Zunyuan is a support-type battle soul master, and the first soul skill is an amplification type.

One strong attack, one sharp attack, and one amplification, these three types of soul masters are very good to match.

On the other hand, on the side of Class 5, Tang Wulin and the three of them did not release their soul rings at the first time, but rushed towards each other at the same time. Xie Mi almost flashed, and he was already close to Garon, who had rushed to the front of the other party. But he didn't make a move on Garon, his body flashed sideways, and he walked to the side, rushing straight to Lin Zunyuan behind him.

"Moss!" Garon shouted. Moss, who was hiding behind him, immediately chased after Xie Mi.

Once you let the Sensitive Attack Soul Master close to the Auxiliary Soul Master, the support system will be killed in an instant.

As for the other two, Garon was confident that he could hold it.

Sadly, his faith didn't last long.

Although Garon's figure has swelled a lot with the blessing of the martial soul, he is still much shorter than Tang Wulin. The distance between the two sides is close, and Garon secretly wonders in his heart, why didn't this guy even release his martial spirit?

At this moment, he saw Tang Wulin's fist.

Tang Wulin's fist was unpretentious, there was no soul technique, not even soul power fluctuations.

Garon, as a strong attack soul master, was also very confident in his own strength, and his right hand grabbed out violently, trying to grab Tang Wulin's fist.

Behind Tang Wulin, a figure flashed lightly, and Garon only felt that his feet slipped and he almost fell. The claws he grabbed suddenly went off course. And Tang Wulin's fist hit him directly in the chest.

Zhou Changxi, who was watching the battle from the audience, closed his eyes directly, watching Garon receive this punch, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he was blasted out of the window by his punch when he first saw Tang Wulin.

"Bang!" Garon's body was directly smashed out of seven or eight meters by Tang Wulin's punch.

A blue vine was only too late at this moment. The next moment, though, it was gone.

Because the battle on the other side is also over.

After Xie Mi bypassed Garon, his pace accelerated instantly. Although Moss is also a Keen Attack War Soul Master, he is obviously not at the same level as him in terms of speed.

When the light dragon dagger in Xie Mi's hand struck Lin Zunyuan, Lin Zunyuan was judged out by Long Hengxu.

Then Xie Mi turned over and came to Moss.

Moss's martial soul is a short sword, somewhat similar to Xie Mi's light dragon dagger, and his soul power is only level thirteen. This is a battle without suspense.

The weapons of the two sides even collided only once, and Xie Mi circled behind Moss, and the light dragon dagger was directly on his neck.

And it was not until this moment that the three students of the fifth class of the first grade participated in the competition all released their martial spirits.

White, yellow, yellow!

One ten-year soul ring, two, hundred-year-year-soul ring!

Kong Hanwen looked at this scene sluggishly, from the beginning to the end of the game, ten seconds, is there ten seconds?

He really wanted to ask Long Hengxu on the stage, was he really facing the fifth class of the first grade, not the first class?

Xie Mi pursed his lips, returned to Tang Wulin's side with an unfinished look, and high-fived him.

It was only at this moment, on the side of the fifth class of the first grade, that the cheers suddenly rang out, oh no, now they are the fourth class of the first grade.

"The fifth class of the first grade wins. Until the end of the promotion tournament, you will still be in Class 5 for the time being. The order will be rearranged after the promotion match. Tomorrow you will continue to challenge the third class of the first grade. ”