Sycamore Academy, after a morning of hustle and bustle, finally ushered in a brief silence.

Next to the finals competition platform, all the teachers and students gathered.

Their lips were dry and their eyes were full of anticipation.

Although they knew that the elite class led by Gu Ze was invincible, they still had a trace of illusions, fantasizing that someone could overturn this behemoth that had stood for many years.

Now, they pinned this fantasy on the three teenagers Liu Changkong, Zhang Di, and Yang Mo.

The fantasy is not heavy, but the fantasy of so many people getting together will always make it difficult for people to walk.

But for the three shaved teenagers in the summer and autumn class, these fantasies are just clouds of smoke and ethereal.

In their hearts, there is only a sentence written to them by Xia Qiu.

Gu Ze glanced at Liu Changkong and the three of them, his eyes were full of coldness. Xia Qiu made him lose the title of the best singer, and he will retaliate today by expelling Xia Qiu from Wutong Academy.

"You are all characters who are only one step away from stepping into the realm of Qi cultivation, and when you go to the martial arts arena, you don't have any scruples, understand?"

Gu Ze looked at the three students behind him, and his smile was slightly cold.

"Teacher, don't worry. The three teenagers also smiled coldly.

They want to see what qualifications those three mediocre guys have to dare to challenge them.

"Hey, let's keep our hands clean in a moment, lest people call us too cruel. A young man in white laughed.

"You don't need to say it, just smash your head, right?" said another young man in Chinese clothes casually.

"Hmm, I'll just smash my heart, otherwise my brain will be sprinkled on the ground, how graceful will it be?" said the blue-clothed young man.

......

The teenagers of the three elite classes communicated in a low voice, not taking Liu Changkong and the three of them seriously at all.

"When you come to the stage, just do your best and protect yourself. Shen Qinghuan patted the shoulders of the three teenagers.

Liu Changkong smiled and said, "Sister Shen, do you know what was written on the note that the teacher gave us?"

Shen Qinghuan shook his head suspiciously.

Zhang Di handed Shen Qinghuan the note that Shen Qinghuan had never read.

The note reads - Seven Demon Swords against the sky, live to death, and die if you lose.

"If you lose, you will die?" Shen Qinghuan frowned.

"Sister Shen, the teacher once said something to us. If you lose, then you are wrong to even breathe, and a person who is not even qualified to breathe can live for a long time?"

Liu Changkong and the three said with a smile.

They looked at the three genius teenagers opposite, pursed their lips, and then looked at each other and stretched out four fingers.

Seven Demon Swords Against the Sky, three swords are their limit.

But today, they are going to cut out the fourth knife and live to die, without breaking or standing!

When, when, when.

Three bells rang, and the final officially began.

Liu Changkong, Yang Mo, Zhang Di, and the three teenagers, like in the morning, with bald heads and wooden knives, each went to the martial arts arena.

Their opponents are the first three people of Sycamore Academy.

"Hehe, the prey is coming. ”

Gu Ze and his three students all smiled coldly.

In the audience, a group of teachers and students also frowned.

There is no harm without contrast, and there will be no disappointment. Previously, they still had a trace of illusion, but at this moment, the two are on the same stage, and such a direct comparison still shatters the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.

The three students in Xia and Qiu, just looking at the momentum, are weaker than Gu Ze's students.

"It seems that this time, there is still no way to see the dynasty fall. ”

"Gu Ze's elite class is the supreme dynasty. ”

"The three of them are only one step away from the Qi Cultivation Realm, and they can't fight against them at all!"

“......”

Many people sighed, although they didn't say it, they already expected the ending in their hearts.

However, in the next second, there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

The three of Liu Changkong, whose strength was completely inferior, did not have the slightest fear, but took the initiative to attack.

It's as if three fawns attack three tigers.

It's no different from sending you to death!

Gu Ze's three students also thought the same way.

They snapped their lips and held their guns to fend off the head-on wooden knives, then prepared to fight back.

However, before they could prepare to fight back, the wooden knife had already slashed for the second time.

Immediately after that, there is the third cut.

Three swords in a row, like a storm, overwhelming the sky, making the air burn, and in one space, there was murderous intent.

"Gu Ze's students, they were actually pressed and beaten?" someone was stunned.

"You think too much, those students in Xia and Qiu are only these three axes, once they use it, they can only be played to death by Gu Ze's students. Someone else shook his head.

The rest agreed.

"If you dare to press me to fight, then you have to pay enough price!"

The white-clothed young man who was facing Liu Changkong snorted coldly, and with a flick of his wrist, he was about to launch a counterattack with a gun.

The other two jousting arenas are also the same scene.

Because Liu Changkong, Zhang Di, and Yang Mo were all out of breath and became the end of the crossbow.

However, just as Gu Ze's three students were about to take a step to attack, Liu Changkong and the three of them instantly rose into the air.

The three teenagers hung in the air, retracted their knives, and gathered momentum.

And then.

Out of the knife.

Bang.

Where the spear breaks, sawdust flies.

Three young men dressed in gorgeous costumes were slashed upside down by a wooden knife and slammed straight into the railing on the edge of the jousting platform.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Gu Ze's three students had faces like gold paper, vomiting blood.

"Won. ”

Liu Changkong looked at the white-clothed young man who had passed out and smiled miserably.

The fourth knife is still too much load for them.

Boom.

Three stubborn bald teenagers collapsed on the martial arts arena.

"Liu Changkong, Yang Mo, Zhang Di!"

Shen Qinghuan was in a hurry, and was about to jump into the martial arts arena to save the three teenagers, but he was held down by a palm on his shoulder.

"Senpai?"

Looking back at Xia Qiu, Shen Qinghuan was puzzled.

"My cadets, I know best, they will stand up on their own. ”

Xia Qiu smiled slightly, signaling Shen Qinghuan not to worry.

After three breaths, there were changes in the three martial arts arenas.

One after another black shadows swirled around Liu Changkong and the three of them, like immortal demons, breathtaking.

However, a moment later, these black shadows turned into one golden lotus after another, and submerged into the bodies of the three teenagers.

"This is the Seven Demon Swords of this world, seven is just a number, as long as you live to death, you can be rewarded. ”

Xia Qiu smiled indifferently, this was also something he had realized after practicing the Seven Demon Swords against the Sky recently.

After another three breaths, the golden lotus completely dissolved, and Liu Changkong and the three of them finally woke up and successfully stood up.

"Referee, can you announce the result?"

Xia Qiu nodded to Liu Changkong and the others, and then looked at the referee with a dull face.