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Although there were only a hundred people participating, thousands of students came to watch the battle, many of whom were junior students, just to see how powerful Wei Fan, who had scored a perfect score, was.

If it weren't for Principal Zhang's ban on students from other schools, the number would have doubled several times.

"Which exam room is Senior Wei Fan in?"

Stepping on the playground, a long-haired girl was about to inquire when she was knocked on the door by her companion.

"Stupid, it must be the one on the left!"

The girl with a few freckles on her face pulled her and ran past.

At this time, the playground was divided into ten districts, but except for the one on the left, the rest of the places were deserted, except for relatives and friends, there were almost no onlookers.

"Damn, it's making this guy show off again!"

Cai Hua spat out a mouthful of saliva, he really wanted to defeat Wei Fan in front of everyone and make him lose face, but Song Qianming should be more eager to fight him than himself.

The freckled schoolgirl rushed over and happened to hear the principal's announcement.

"In the third game, Wei Fan vs. Wang Hu!"

There was no greeting, Wang Hu shouted angrily, rushed towards Wei Fan, and at a distance of five meters, he suddenly accelerated close, and slashed angrily.

"Ahh

The freckled schoolgirl screamed, this trick is so insidious.

Wei Fan's expression remained unchanged, and at the moment when he hit his head, he twisted his waist and turned around, his right leg was like a steel whip, with the sound of breaking wind, and kicked Wang Hu's shoulder.

Bang!

With a powerful impact, Wang Hu was like a baseball hit by a home run, and the whole person was thrown away.

Bang!

Wang Hu fell more than ten meters away and fainted directly.

The paramedics rushed over.

Wei Fan jumped off the dueling ring and waited for the next match.

"It's so cool, from now on, I'm a fan of Senior Wei Fan!"

Freckled schoolgirl screams.

"How do you know that the one who was kicked away is not Wei Fan?"

The long-haired schoolgirl rolled her eyes.

"Stupid, because he's ugly, Senior Wei Fan must be the one who is as cool as the Apollo God of War!"

The freckled schoolgirl's explanation made the nearby students look at it, but she didn't care, waved her arms, and shouted at Wei Fan.

"Senior, come on!"

The competition continued, and many people were overjoyed, Wang Hu was turned over in seconds, whether it was psychological or physical, it was a heavy blow, and it would definitely affect the results later.

In the tenth scene, Wei Fan took the stage again.

This time, the opponent was much more cautious, taking a defensive posture and preparing to take a look at the situation first.

Wei Fan didn't want to be watched like a monkey on the dueling stage, so he walked towards his opponent.

The opponent moves immediately and keeps his distance.

Hush!

The audience burst into boos.

The opponent's face flushed, he also knew that this kind of behavior was very soft, and as soon as his brain was hot, he rushed out, and then he flew back at a faster speed.

The boos stopped dumbly, and the students looked at Wei Fan, dumbfounded, because he kicked his opponent away with just one kick.

The exam continued, but it became boring, because everyone was looking forward to the battle of Wei Fan.

In the seventeenth game, Wei Fan took the stage for the third time.

Rumble!

As soon as the opponent came up, he released his spiritual energy, trying to suppress Wei Fan with spiritual pressure, but as soon as he finished all this, before the knife was pulled out, the whole person flew out of the dueling platform.

Another kick to solve the problem!

"The senior is so powerful!"

The freckled schoolgirl shouted and cheered.

In the next five games belonging to Wei Fan, there was no suspense, and no opponent could force him to draw the knife, which was a complete crushing defeat.

"What's wrong?"

Listening to the cheers coming from the northeast side of the playground, the students who watched the other group games looked over and were a little curious.

"I heard that Wei Fan has won a streak, and he is as strong as a god!"

"That's an exaggeration!"

"Exaggerated, listen to the cheers!"

The students talked a lot, even if it was a group of relatives and friends, they also rushed over, this kind of battle situation has not been encountered in a hundred years, and if you miss it, I am afraid that you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Song Qianming stood on the stage, his face was gloomy and almost dripping ink, except for the opponent, there were no students in the audience watching the battle.

In the past three years, no matter where he goes, this boy who has dominated the first place in the school has been the focus of attention of others, but today, all the scenery has been snatched away by Wei Fan.

"Shame!"

Song Qianming broke out and slashed at the opponent with a knife.

"Stop!"

Fortunately, the referee was quick and blocked the attack, otherwise his opponent would have been seriously injured if he did not die.

The boos rang out again.

This time, no matter how the students coaxed, Pang Juan, who had a long face, just didn't move, circled around the dueling platform, and always kept a safe distance from Wei Fan.

"A point is also a point!"

Pang Juan sighed, for the sake of scores, what is self-esteem?

"Shameless!"

Quite a few students raised their middle fingers.

"Senior, beat him down!"

The freckles school girl shouted.

Wei Fan glanced at her, chuckled and shook his head, with the current victory, it was enough to advance, so he didn't bother to do it.

"Ah, the senior is so happy to see me. ”

The freckled school girl held her companion's hand and screamed happily.

"It's time, it's over, it's a draw!"

As Principal Zhang announced, Pang Juan was like a general returning from victory, and jumped off the dueling table with a proud face.

"Damn, what else can you do?"

Seeing Pang Juan's villain's triumphant expression, the other people who were kicked away were depressed, this point is really for nothing!

There was no suspense, Wei Fan advanced in first place, and then went to watch Cao Chusheng's game.

Crash!

A large group of students followed.

"What do you mean?"

The two students who were competing saw thousands of pairs of eyes staring at them, and they didn't dare to breathe in the tense atmosphere, and their movements were immediately deformed.

"Haha, what rubbish!"

After watching Wei Fan's battle, this kind of competition is the same as a child's play, which is really uninteresting.

"How?"

Wei Fan helped his friend massage his shoulder.

"I can almost finish third. ”

Cao Chusheng was very excited.

At dusk, the second round of the competition was over, and the thirty-two winners were decided, and Cao Chusheng was lucky and advanced to the third place in the group.

As usual, after a day's rest, the knockout rounds begin.

The rules are very fair, the last sixteen are eligible to draw lots, and it can be regarded as a chance to hold fate in their hands, and Wei Fan and these people can only wait.

"Isn't it?"

Pang Juan looked at the name on the note, and wanted to cry without tears, why did he run into Wei Fan again?

got on the dueling platform and looked at the black onlookers below, Pang Juan pleaded: "Brother Wei, can you abstain? Anyway, with your results, you will definitely be able to enter the top ten, and for me, being admitted to Beijing University can change the fate of my family!"

"Do you dare to be more shameless?"

The students despised it and actually played the family card.

"I'm sorry!"

Wei Fan shook his head, if it was Cao Chusheng, he would really abstain, but Pang Juan is not a relative.

"Is there really no room for negotiation?"

Pang Juan's face was full of loss, and he knelt down on one knee: "I beg you!"

At the moment when Pang Juan's knees were about to touch the floor, his body leaned forward, like a predatory cheetah, and at the same time, a powerful spiritual pressure was like a tsunami, directly raging the audience.

Rumble!

Many of the younger students who were close to the dueling platform felt like their heads had been hit by a battering ram, they were dizzy, they could no longer stand steadily, and they fell to the ground one by one.

Swish!

Pang Juan used his sword drawing technique and angrily slashed Wei Fan.

"So insidious!"

Many teachers were dumbfounded, this spiritual pressure was already at the peak of the Forging Body Realm, even if it was a head-to-head duel, he would not fall behind, but he actually played such a treacherous method.

Wei Fan floated and then retreated.

"You don't really think I'm scared, do you?"

Pang Juan rushed to attack and ridiculed Wei Fan: "But your heart is really hard, I cried so badly, you didn't waver!"

"I didn't believe it all the time, because there was a longing in your eyes that couldn't wait to hit me. ”

Wei Fan blocked.

"Yes, I can't do the written test, so I practice swordsmanship hard just to improve my score with actual combat. ”

Pang Juan slashed again, and after hitting the blazing person, with a flick of his wrist, the medical knife suddenly took off his hand, spun, and slashed towards Wei Fan's neck.

Wei Fan retreated again.

Pang Juan strode forward, grabbed the handle of the knife with a snap, and slashed again with all his strength.

The students in the audience were dumbfounded, this is the first time, Wei Fan has been suppressed and retreated, but there is no way, Pang Juan is the peak, this kind of strength is only a handful in the whole school.

"This guy is so forbearing!"

"Wei Fan is in trouble!"

"Haha, I can finally see Wei Fan deflated, hurry, blow him up. ”

The students were clamoring, and the sudden change in the situation made them excited.

"Come on, senior!"

The freckles school girl shouted.

"Wei Fan, don't struggle, you will obediently become my stepping stone to the position of the actual combat champion!"

Pang Juan laughed arrogantly, "The day before yesterday, did you think that I was a clown when I ran around the duel? Now, it's your turn!"

"Really?"

Wei Fan stopped abruptly and grasped the hilt of the knife.

"Die!"

Pang Juan roared angrily, kicked the ground with his right foot, and the whole person spun violently, like a tornado, killing Wei Fan.

Stunt: Storm Dragon Blade!

Rumble!

The terrifying wind was full of pressure, blowing up the skirts of many school girls, revealing white and tender thighs.

Just when the onlookers thought that Wei Fan was going to be finished, he drew his knife, and some of the students didn't even see it clearly.

Hao Yan?

Swish!

An orange-red blade light appeared, dazzling and dazzling.

Yes!

Pang Juan, who was spinning, screamed, and the medical knife in his hand was directly broken in two, and then he passed by Wei Fan, like a broken sack, and fell to the ground.

Bang!

A flame rose and drowned him.

"Ah, help!"

Pang Juan screamed.

The surrounding students retreated in shock, and the teachers rushed over to extinguish the fire.

Wei Fan put the knife into the sheath, he had already shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise Pang Juan would definitely die.

The audience was silent, everyone stared at Wei Fan, dumbfounded, Pang Juan was at the peak of the forging realm, Wei Fan actually turned over in one move.

What a horror!

"Senior, Wan Sheng!"

The freckled school girl shouted excitedly, Wei Fan stood there, with the golden sunlight smeared on his body, like a Renaissance heirloom sculpture, it was not too cool.

"Long live the senior!"

The long-haired schoolgirl also shouted, and she finally understood why her best friend became his fan.