The competition in the first two days may be a test of the strength of the two academies, but today it is different, the champion who is decided today can be able to get the place of the major general, even if it is not the champion, the top ten can also become the leader of the emperor's ** team, how many teenagers hope to become famous, fresh clothes and angry horses, today is their opportunity.

The twenty qualified academies of the War Tiger Academy and the Holy Light Academy were divided into two teams and walked into the martial arts arena, standing on both sides.

Xiao Feng looked at the participating classes and asked from the first class: "Can any students participate in the battle of the championship?" Although he knew that it was impossible, this Taifu Xiaofeng was a rigid person who was unscrupulous, and after three sounds, no one reacted, so he asked the fourth-level class.

"Can anyone participate in the championship ......"

"I'll participate." Without waiting for Xiao Feng's words to land, Lin Feng brushed aside Venn Mo'er, who was standing diagonally in front of him, and strode out.

"Lin Feng, you want to participate in the battle for the championship? Have you figured it out? Xiao Feng asked again with some approval.

"Yes, Master Taifu, Lin Feng has decided to join the war." Lin Feng fought to the front end of the fourth-level class students.

"Okay, please ask Lin Feng to stand on the stage." Xiao Feng saw that Lin Feng's answer was more resolute, and he stood the most and said, his face was full of worry, don't forget that when Lin Feng was studying literature, he was almost a disciple of Xiao Feng's Taifu, and Xiao Feng was very fond of Lin Feng's talent, and he was full of regret for Lin Feng's abandonment of literature and martial arts.

Lin Feng walked towards the stage.

"Lin Feng, we support you!" Wayne Mo'er shouted with Micche Xiaorong.

"We've got your back!" All the academies of the fourth-level class stood up and shouted.

Lin Feng stopped, twisted and stretched out his free left arm, clenched his fist and stretched out, then released his palm and stretched out his thumb. After finishing the action, Lin Feng went to the ring and stood beside the students of the sixth-level class of the War Tiger Academy.

"If we can fight this time, I'm optimistic about you." Zhao Xuan, who was standing on the very edge, looked at Lin Feng and said with a smile.

Only Lin Feng participated in the battle of the championship alone in the fourth-level class, and there was no freak like Lin Feng in the Holy Light Academy, and when Taifu Xiaofeng asked the fifth-level class, Guan Canglan of the Battle Tiger Academy laughed and said, "The fourth-level class has participated, and I can't back down, right?" After speaking, he walked towards the stage.

Then Wayne Shaokang of the Holy Light Academy also stepped on the martial arts arena with a gloomy face, and surprisingly, Venn Lan'er stood up and followed a few people to also step on the martial arts arena.

One person in the fourth class and three people in the fifth class. Together with the twenty people from the original sixth-level class, the final battle lineup of twenty-four people was formed.

The next thing is the draw according to the procedure, Lin Feng doesn't care much about this, after all, his goal is the final champion, and it doesn't matter who he meets against.

"Hehe, it's about the same as I estimated, your goal is not the champion of the fourth-level class, I hope we will meet later." Guan Canglan looked at Lin Feng with a smile and said.

Lin Feng just nodded, and followed the academy of the sixth-level class in front of him to draw lots.

After everyone drew lots, they were handed over to the referee panel for registration, and someone in the province cheated. In this way, the host can directly call the number and name of the person for a while.

Lin Feng was the penultimate one, and after drawing a red lot, he handed it to Taifu Xiaofeng and then returned to his original place.

After the draw was completed, Xiao Feng announced that the contestants were gone.

After the contestants left the arena, Pol and the vice president beside him stood up, and the two took out their staffs and teamed up to arrange a large transparent special magic cover on the martial arts arena with an empty ceiling.

In the final championship battle, the strength of the contestants is not the same as the previous ones, and the guys in the sixth-level class have all reached the peak of the second-order masters, and they may reach the realm of war kings and mages at any time. In such a battle, the referee team has to be careful, otherwise it will not be good if the battle qi and magic flying in the sky will accidentally injure others.

This will cover the defense, and when the players come on the field, Bolton will open the door and let the players in. This also avoids villains interfering with the battle.

In the first battle, both of them were students of the War Tiger Academy, and one of them was Shadow Seventeen, who had the strength to win the championship. With Bolton's staff pointing forward, a gap was opened in the transparent shield, and the two contestants stood in the ring.

Shadow Seventeen is different from ordinary people who cultivate battle qi, ordinary people who cultivate battle qi are relatively strong, while Shadow Seventeen's body is slender, and he carries a black sword in his hand. looked at the opponent coldly and didn't say a word, on the other hand, the opponent named Zhang Tian was a little uncontrollable, because the prestige of Ying Seventeen in the War Tiger Academy was not inferior to Zhao Xuan. Take the time when he met the Mo wolf pack in this year's trial, it would be good for the average sixth-level class student to protect himself, and Shadow Seventeen shuttled among the demon wolves, with a long sword of black light in his hand, and every time he danced, he would take away the life of a demon wolf, such a lethality even Zhao Xuan and Tang Xuan couldn't do, as if they were born specifically for killing.

As soon as the gong in Xiao Feng's hand sounded, Shadow Seventeen moved, and the black long sword in his hand with a black light went towards Zhang Tian's throat.

Zhang Tian's body also moved, the war knife in his hand, with a touch of cold light, slashed diagonally, and the power was also extremely brave, he could walk into this ring, although the strength was superior, but there was no weak.

Shadow Seventeen's body floated out horizontally, avoiding the attack of Zhang Tian's sword, and with a step on his feet, he quickly approached Zhang Tian, and the black long sword in his hand was like a black and impermanent soul hook stick towards Zhang Tian's neck.

Lin Feng secretly cursed in his heart, is this Shadow Seventeen a competition? The paralyzed ones are all killer moves, if the opponent can't defend weakly, isn't it the head that has landed?

"Don't know, right? This is the style of Shadow Seventeen, not pursuing gorgeousness, not pursuing power, only seeking to kill the enemy. In his eyes, there are only enemies, no opponents, this is Shadow Seventeen. Nalan Yunjie introduced to Lin Feng beside her.

"Good, not bad, born warrior, born killer." Lin Feng nodded in appreciation.

"If you face him, if you can't stand it, admit defeat, this guy doesn't know what mercy is." Nalan Yunjie looked at Lin Feng with some concern.

"I don't understand, why don't you have confidence in me, is it that if I win the championship, you will think the sun will come out of the west?" Lin Feng was a little depressed, rubbing it, what was worse than them? Isn't it just a low point of cultivation? Does cultivation decide everything? I will let you see the majesty of Uncle Lin.

"Even if the sun comes out of the west, you won't win the championship, you have to go up and be embarrassed, I don't understand what you think." Wayne Mo'er glanced at Lin Feng and said.

Wayne Mo'er's words made Lin Feng annoyed, he actually made the woman in front of him look down on him completely, what Lin Feng hated the most was that others looked down on him, Bart said that he was a stupid person at the beginning, and in the end? It's not that I have taken back my original words.

"You look down on me? Very good, so what would you say if I won the championship? Lin Feng looked at Wayne Mo'er with a cold face.

"It's not that I look down on you! I'm just telling the truth, you think this is a battle for the fourth class? Wake up from your dreams. Wayne Mo'er looked at the nerd with a look in her eyes.

"Okay, I don't need you to apologize, I'll get the championship certificate to show you, I really didn't expect you to look down on you." After Lin Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, he stopped looking at Wayne Mo'er, because Lin Feng was a little angry at this time.

Seeing that the usual smile on Lin Feng's face disappeared, Wayne Mo'er knew that her words were too much, a little hurtful, and Lin Feng couldn't stand it, so Wayne Mo'er remembered that Lin Feng was different from those fart worms around him, and he couldn't accept such words at all.

Suddenly Wayne Moer regretted it a little, but she couldn't say anything about the apology, you must know that since she was a child, Wayne Moer didn't feel that she had done something wrong, even if she was wrong, it was right, apologize? That has never been. But what to do now?

"Lin Feng, I didn't mean that, I didn't mean to look down on you, I just didn't want you to underestimate the enemy, it's okay if you can't win the championship, your performance this time is already very good." Seeing that Lin Feng was angry, Wayne Mo'er was a little panicked, so she put down her face and said something apologizing.

"Well, it's nothing, it's normal for you to think so, but I don't just want to prove it to you, but also to the people of Yanjing, what kind of man is my Lin family, what kind of man is I, Lin Feng, sixth grade class? I don't care about them yet. Lin Feng thought about it for a while, and he didn't blame Wayne Mo'er, because Wayne Mo'er's thoughts were normal, although the words were a little extreme.

After speaking, Lin Feng began to pay attention to the battle on the martial arts platform, due to the extremely fast speed of Ying Seventeen, the black long sword in his hand was erratic, and Zhang Tian could only defend passively.

Zhang Tian's battle spirit is powerful enough, and the war knife in his hand is waved to draw deep grooves on the ground, but it has no effect on Shadow Seventeen, Shadow Seventeen is flexible, although the battle spirit on the black long sword is not strong, but its lethality can be seen as long as it is not a fool, as long as Zhang Tian's defense shows a little flaw, then it is the end of the battle.

After fighting for half a moment, Zhang Tian's battle qi consumption was very large, and the war knife in his hand did not have the momentum of starting to storm violently.

Seizing the opportunity, Shadow Seventeen's body quickly approached Zhang Tian, the black sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, piercing Zhang Tian's throat, at this time, Zhang Tian's war knife had just been cut out, and it was too late to return to help, and his body dispersed to the side, but he still underestimated the speed of Shadow Seventeen, and the black long sword of Shadow Seventeen was pierced by his shoulder.

With one successful move, Shadow Seventeen took a few steps back, did not continue to attack, and looked at Zhang Tian without any expression in his eyes.

Zhang Tian knew that this was Ying Seventeen's mercy, if Ying Seventeen didn't draw his sword just now, but instead cut or slash horizontally, he wouldn't have any good fruit to eat, so it wouldn't be a minor injury.

"Brother Shadow, the swordsmanship is superb, Zhang Tian is invincible." After speaking, he nodded to the referee and admitted defeat.

At the signal of Gary Sr. and Bolton, Xiao Feng announced the result of Shadow XVII's victory.