"Little bastard, you'd better pray not to meet Lao Tzu in the arena! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will make your life worse than death!" Pan Bin's mournful roar came from afar.

Wang Yangming doesn't take this old-fashioned line seriously.

I'm going to do it with you today, if the Academic Affairs Office knows about it, the punishment is a trivial matter, and the disqualification is a big deal for my brother, so let's really wait for the competition to happen.

A moment later, Wang Yangming returned home.

Li Ru had already prepared the meal, and knew that the child was going to compete tomorrow, so she deliberately increased her nutrition to give Wang Yangming a supplement.

During the meal, the mother and son are naturally a warm picture of mother and son's filial piety, and they don't talk about it.

After dinner, Wang Yangming returned to his room and immediately began the fifth day of cultivation.

A steady stream of spiritual power approached him in the void, nourishing his body, and constantly strengthening every cell in his body, pouring into the dantian.

At this time, the condensation point of spiritual power in his dantian had changed from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a soybean, and it was full of spiritual light, full of incomparable, as if it was about to transform at any time.

Wang Yangming watched himself change day by day, thinking that he would start the competition tomorrow, and unconsciously put an excited smile on his face!

Although he didn't do any accurate tests, he knew very well in his heart that his current ** strength was comparable to the strength of a basic 9th-order fighter, and he could fight against many powerhouses on the Battle Dragon List.

When the time comes, you will definitely be able to make a splash.

With his fist, he smashed the name of the waste that he once carried on his body.

Come on, let my brother's fighting talent that has been suppressed for three years be completely released, and the battle will be happy!

............

September 21, 99 AH.

The War Dragon Academy's annual fighting competition has finally officially kicked off.

These days are the few days when the students can not wear military uniforms, and the boys and girls are even more unscrupulous to release their suppressed enthusiasm.

Black stockings, bunny girls, and small skirts are all over the campus, making the passion of students who have been ignited burn even more vigorously.

"Outside! Outside! The goddess Ren Xueying's aunt visited, and her combat power was halved!"

"The third grade was shocked by the mysterious spirit contestant, threatening to step on Murong Hua!"

"Chuxiong's latest odds are 1 to 1, if you want to bet quickly, the last half an hour!"

All kinds of shouts came and went, Wang Yangming listened to it with enthusiasm, and couldn't help but look in the voice, is there any odds for a brother!

"Wang Yangming, who are you looking for?" Nalan Hui came out of nowhere and stuck to Wang Yangming's side.

Seeing Nalan Hui, Wang Yangming looked up and looked around, and sure enough, he saw Pan Bin looking at him with a murderous gaze not far away, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Wang Yangming was looking at himself, Pan Bin made a throat-cutting gesture at Wang Yangming with his hand under his neck, full of provocative and cruel smiles, and his horses next to him also laughed like coaxing.

Wang Yangming didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

He knew that with his current strength, Pan Bin had long been unqualified to fight against him, this kind of small role was no longer in his eyes, and what he would eventually have to face was the top ten names on the Battle Dragon List.

Thinking that he had to care about his childhood sweetheart's playmate, Wang Yangming asked, "You signed up, which group are you in?"

"Group A, what about you?" asked Nalan Hui rhetorically.

"Group B, more than 200 people. Wang Yangming pushed away a boy who was crowded around him.

"Oh, that's me first. Nalan Hui finally found the entrance of the competition field, pulled Wang Yangming and said, "Let's go, change clothes!"

What kind of clothes did I change with you!

Wang Yangming was speechless, has this girl's brain cells been used to develop her breasts in the past few years?

"Okay, go ahead, anyway, you have no problem qualifying today. I'm not going to cheer you on!" Wang Yangming really wanted to pretend that he didn't know her.

"Cut~" Nalan Hui looked reluctant, "Anyway, I'll come to cheer you on!"

Wang Yangming quickly flashed into the crowd......

......

An hour later.

All 1,728 students who participated in the competition lined up neatly on the playground.

A middle-aged man with a slightly white beard, about 50 years old, but in good spirits, stood in front of the rostrum!

Dean of the War Dragon Academy-Gu Changfeng!

He looked at the high-spirited boys and girls in the audience, and was full of emotion, as the principal of the school, Gu Changfeng is powerful and mysterious, and his origin is not simple, he has presided over the War Dragon Academy for many years, and has supreme prestige.

How many years, welcome the new and send the old, and reciprocate.

The number of students who can come back after graduation is smaller than the next.

Gu Changfeng looked at these young and immature faces, and felt some emotion in his heart, these young students probably don't know how much wind and rain will be waiting for them in the future.

However, as long as they are still in my War Dragon Academy, they will get the best guidance and experience the most brutal competition, and those who are qualified to graduate from here can only be the flying dragons in the sky!

And this time the fighting tournament is more important than the previous ones, because the military is said to be about to make a move, and his sworn brother will come to the school to select a group of talents to carry out an extremely important project.

There was no such lengthy opening speech as he imagined, Gu Changfeng just took away the microphone, used his true qi, and roared out a sentence that resounded through the sky: "Come to war, children! Only the strong can stand to the end!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, the entire playground was boiling, and the fighting spirit of the sky filled the entire campus!

The flames of war in Wang Yangming's chest are also burning, come on!

The entire fighting tournament is divided into qualifiers and knockout rounds.

The qualifiers, on the other hand, are divided into four groups. All the contestants were divided into four groups of about 200 people, each wearing a battle recorder.

Every time you beat an opponent, you'll get a point, and if you beat it, you'll be eliminated immediately and your previous points will be wiped out. In the end, the eight players with the most points in an hour's space will advance from this group to the round of 32.

Simple rules, brutal elimination.

In this melee, you can't afford to make a single mistake or you'll lose miserably. And just like the battlefield, you will never be given a second chance.

Nalan Hui's Group A was the first to start the game, and as soon as it started, hundreds of people immediately fought. For a while, in the arena, fists and feet were fought, figures were flying, and a few roars were heard from time to time, so it was not lively.

Wang Yangming is a typical hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and he will tiptoe in the crowd to find Nalan Hui's shadow.

Nizi shouldn't have a problem, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a violent burst of energy broke out in the crowd, and with a bang, a figure flew straight out.

After the dust dispersed, Nalan Hui had already closed her fists, and seemed to be checking her points on the battle recorder, and the player next to her saw that this female man was so violent, who dared to sneak attack when she avoided it.

Wang Yangming looked up at the scoreboard outside the court, Nalan Hui had accumulated 6 points in just ten minutes, and knocked out an opponent in an average of 2 minutes.

Brother Loss is still worried about this Nizi, so it's better to worry about her opponent. Wang Yangming was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.

Looking up, Wang Yangming's pupils shrank instantly.

What, 20 points!

I saw that the number number that was ranked first on the scoreboard suddenly became 20!

And this number changed from 10 to 20 in an instant, which means that a certain player knocked down 10 enemies at once??

How is it possible, who can master such a powerful group attack skill at this stage?

Wang Yangming couldn't help but look at the name on the scoreboard: Bai Wuji, a basic 9th-order spirit

Another basic Rank 9 Spirit?

In addition to that Ai Yufei in the third grade, when did there be another basic 9th-order spirit master? And it was so strong?

Wang Yangming couldn't help but worry about Nalan Hui, whether he would encounter this mysterious strong enemy