The first jouster began to receive his equipment, and the second pair also went to the preparation area to wait.

The "year-end competition" is about to start, and the crowd in front of the arena is like a bazaar, and the instructors no longer maintain order and let the students create a noise.

Weber, the son of the Duke, led a group of people to come deliberately, passing through the small phalanx where the fifth class had gathered, with a sneer of disdain and hatred on his face.

This is also the battlefield tradition of the Yurian Continent, before the two sides are about to rush and kill, they will lead the horse forward, meet and say hello, theoretically used to conduct the last negotiation to avoid the unnecessary sacrifice of the soldiers, but in fact, they are generally insulting and shouting, or playing tricks to hit the opponent's confidence.

The people who followed Weber were all the children of the great nobles, and the family was at least no less than the earl, but his father was a close confidant of Duke Sstanis, just like "the son inherited his father's business", and they also surrounded Weber.

The teenagers from wealthy families crooked their mouths and shook their shoulders one by one, and in order to express their contempt for the civilian students, they didn't even want their aristocratic demeanor, and tried their best to get closer to the image of street ruffians.

Weber was a little concerned about his dignity and stood more upright, but the corners of his mouth were tilted to the side, and his words were full of sarcasm:

"It's a civilian, it's so strong! Let me see, oops, it's all monks, level 1, level 2, and level 4?

He himself was a peak battle master, and when it came to a monk who was one level lower, of course, he had no respect.

Chang Le was originally patiently comforting the crying Fanny, but of course he couldn't help but come forward when the other party came to call the battle, so he immediately patted the beloved girl on the shoulder, got up from his seat, greeted Webb, and responded with a smile:

"Young Master Webb, if the cultivation level can explain the problem, you can make a suggestion to the academy, let's not compete in martial arts, ranking by level, you are the first!"

Chang Le was quite polite, and everyone in Class 5 shouted one after another, hitting Weber from another angle and cheering for the boss:

"Defeated! Defeated! Almost beaten to death by our boss, but dare to be alive!"

In the confrontation in Sunset Forest, Weber broke the rules of the exercise to bully the fifth class, but he almost died in the hands of Chang Le, and he originally wanted to seize the spoils, but he lost all the loot of his own side, and he was bedridden for a month.

At this moment, he was poked in the foot by a civilian boy, it was like being slapped in the face in public, so angry that the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he roared angrily:

"Chang Sler, you injured me in the forest, you used an artifact, and you relied on a sneak attack!

"What??In the next life?, you want to be reincarnated so soon?" Chang Le's face was full of exaggerated surprise.

The whole class of five laughed, and Phil the thin monkey took the opportunity to help:

"Boss, he wanted to reincarnate early last time, but unfortunately your service didn't satisfy him, don't make any mistakes this time!"

The thin monkey has always been mean, and Webb was furious when he said this, and the peak fighter was about to make a move in a flash.

However, almost all of the five squads stood up at the same time, even if none of them reached the realm of a fighter with a fighting spirit, they could still feel the turbulent turbulence of the air flow here, everyone was ready to go, and the air was shrouded in a thick killing intent.

Chang Le also stopped in front of Weber and said with a smile:

"Young Master Webb, this is not an arena, I can use the so-called 'artifact', you have to think about it carefully!"

Weber really didn't dare to move, but he was full of anger and didn't know where to vent, his chest rose and fell violently, and he suddenly roared:

"Let your lips be happy for a while, and ask the god of light to bless you, and don't fall into my hands!

He left quickly with a group of followers, and the fifth class was full of laughter. Someone shouted:

"The boss is mighty!"

This is the slogan they often hang on their lips, but Chang Le responded with a smile and a fist this time:

"Everyone should be mighty today!"

"Five classes are mighty!" Xu Si shouted first, and then everyone followed.

The slogan "Five classes are mighty! Five classes are mighty!" The slogan resounded through the sky, attracting the attention of the children of the nobles.

The "year-end competition" of the Royal Military Academy, the rule is "points cycle", the same score draws lots, after a few rounds, the pattern of "strong against strong" and "weak against weak" will be very obvious.

But compared to the pure knockout round, this format has many games, each round has 125 pairs of encounters, there is only one arena, even if each game only plays for one minute, it takes more than two hours, except for eating and sleeping, the whole competition needs to last three days.

This also has the advantage that every student, regardless of strength or weakness, has a highlight moment and can take the stage to receive the cheers of the crowd.

This is the case with the fifth class, whose turn is to fight, immediately becomes the center of attention of the whole class, and everyone encourages and cheers together, shouting that so-and-so will win, and let him take the stage as a hero.

Standing at the forefront, Chang Le not only cheered for his classmates, but also used his talents of "discernment" and "insight" to assess the strength of his opponent and put forward brief suggestions on combat strategies.

With Chang Le's guidance, coupled with the fact that he has experienced a large number of actual battles, the "devil special training" has achieved remarkable results, and these people in the fifth class have all burst out with amazing combat effectiveness.

The two hundred children of the nobles were still very noisy at first, giving the middle finger in the direction of the fifth class and laughing, but then gradually quieted down, because the common boys were really not to be insulted, and none of the first five people were defeated.

Even if the level of the aristocratic side is generally high, the civilian side is skilled in fighting, and the actual combat reaction is fast and reasonable, whether it is a haunting fight or a fierce pounce full of victory, it is difficult for the noble children to parry.

These teenagers in Class 5, who had no foundation in cultivation, had been bloodsheding and fighting for most of the past half a year, self-masochistic soul penance, and even hundreds of thousands of gold coins that Changle had spent buying medicine supplements, all of which were not in vain, and finally shocked the whole school in one fell swoop today!

The aristocrats weakened, while the arrogance of the commoners naturally rose, and the cheers and shouts rang out.

Chang Le stood in front of everyone with his head held high, pointing to the arena:

"See, as I said, level, strength, don't mean everything! They have a high level, but they don't value it, they are all a bunch of soft bones, what are we? The bravest warriors!"

The more confident and the more momentum you have, the more you can exert your strength, so Changle must seize the opportunity to do another encouragement.

The students were really boiling and shouting, and their self-confidence and morale climbed to new heights.

Chang Le gestured again to make everyone quiet:

"Don't make noise, you have the strength to stay on the stage to abuse them! Now look quietly, look at those noble young masters, sneer, sneer quietly......"

The thin monkey smiled:

"Boss, I understand, this is psychological warfare!"

"Don't compare yourself to the Boss!" Lola gave a scornful look.

Chang Le laughed:

"It's psychological warfare, looking at them with a sneer with the eyes of a leper dog, it seems that we are confident, just waiting to come to the stage and torture them!"

So everyone changed their faces to full of contempt according to Chang Le's instructions, and so many people sneered together, and sure enough, they saw each other's hair, and many people showed shuddering expressions.

Of course, when there are students in this class on stage, shouting and cheering is still necessary.

The atmosphere reached its peak when Tsunegaku played.

This was the twenty-sixth session of the morning, and the voice of "Boss will win" immediately resounded in the sky, Fanny was originally angry with Chang Le, but now she couldn't help but join the group, raising her arms and screaming.

However, Chang Le was kicked soon after he went up, staggering back, and the whole class suddenly fell silent and silent.

The other party is from the first class, the junior war master, according to the realm, ranked in the top ten in the whole school, the battle in the Sunset Forest was Weber's main helper, so early, it is estimated that the provost drew lots to cheat, so as to try the depth of Chang Le.

That person also looked very confident, after all, Chang Le was only a peak cultivator, and it seemed that he was only one level below him, but he was separated by a big realm, and his strength was theoretically at least five times worse.

"Mr. Chang Sler, now let me see if you don't use the true strength of the artifact!"

The man didn't smile, and approached Chang Le step by step.

In this competition, the armor worn by the people on the stage is genuine, but the wooden sword in their hands is held, and the original intention is to let them fight swordsmanship, and they can score points by cutting the effective parts, and the competition will not hurt people.

The equipment is collected and worn during the preparation period before going on the field, and it must be taken off and returned when you get off the stage, so not to mention the artifact, it is not allowed to bring a wooden stick.

But with Chang Le's true strength, even if he doesn't talk about the world's difference in fighting skills and actual combat experience, his strength alone is enough to crush his opponent.

Despite this, he still took a punch, and it seemed as if he was in a hurry to win, and his pace was not flexible, and his opponent opened his wooden sword, and kicked him head-on in the breastplate, and with a loud "bang", Changle staggered back.

Everyone in Class 5 didn't expect the boss to suffer, and they all kept silent, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

The aristocratic side suppressed it for a long time, and finally cheered, "Chang Sler" was the object of their most hatred and jealousy, and Chang Le's defeat was the result they most hoped for, and the worse the defeat, the better, and it was best to be killed on the spot.

The time limit of the competition is one minute, and those who fall off the stage or fall to the ground will be judged as a loser, if these two situations do not occur, the instructors who will watch the game will score and score according to the effective part of the wooden sword and punches and kicks to determine the winner.

Most of the instructors were arranged by the provost, and they were often happy to be kicked by this, so it is conceivable that they must be desperately trying to add points to their opponents.

It's a pity that no matter how many points are added, seeing that the junior fighters are offensive, Chang Le has been forced to retreat to the corner of the arena, and Chang Le has lost his balance, and the former only needs to add one more kick......

However, it was Chang Le who came out first!

He pretended to be unbalanced, fell on his back, but took advantage of the situation to pull the other party unbalanced forward, and then kicked him in the abdomen and "send", the guy immediately flew high, planted under the stage, and landed headfirst on the ground, falling quite miserably.

As a martial arts instructor, Tim exclaimed from afar, and even Chang Le on the stage heard it in his ears:

"Where did this kid learn his martial arts? I don't know any of these moves!"

The insiders look at the doorway, the layman can only watch the excitement, the fifth class is relieved, cheering for the boss's "thrilling" victory, and the aristocratic side is regretful and sighing, obviously "Chang Sler" has been defeated, but in the final struggle to get the opponent off the arena, luck is too good!

In fact, the battle situation has always been in Chang Le's control, and the kick was purely deliberate, because the real strong enemy Weber and others were still watching the battle from the audience, if he exposed his too strong strength, not to mention Weber's vigilance, the provost might also come up with some new yin damage tricks.

Of course, he had another purpose.

Chang Le returned the armor and wooden sword and other equipment, covered his chest, frowned and walked back to his seat, pretending to be seriously injured.

Fanny couldn't care about gambling with him anymore, and asked about the injury with a nervous expression, gently touching the part of his stroke, and asking him if it hurt.

Chang Le pretended to be sad for a while, and saw that Fanny was so anxious that he sobbed, so he hugged her into his arms, kissed the girl on the lips, and laughed:

"Forgive me now?"

Fanny burst into tears and laughed, and punched Chang Le:

"I knew you were a big liar!

However, with both of them like this, it is impossible for Fanny to return to her cold and angry state.

The surrounding five class classmates began to coax again, saying that although the boss is mighty, the sister-in-law is the boss's nemesis, the real number one master, and the mighty of the mighty!

Fanny's face turned red when everyone said it, and she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get into it, so Changle opened her arms and let her drill.

The shy girl hid herself well, and then pouted slightly aggrieved:

"You and Princess Wendy are eyebrows, do you think I should be jealous?"

"Yes, of course!"

"You're still beating me!" said this, Fanny's eyes welled up with tears again.

"The conscience of heaven and earth, how can I be willing to beat you, it is Princess Wendy who uses puppetry to control me!"

Speaking of which, a cold sweat broke out on Chang Le's back again, and at this moment, he and Fanny were very intimate, how would Wendy react?

He hurriedly turned his head and saw that Wendy had really been staring at the two of them, but unlike the last time, this time the expression was not angry or sad, it seemed to be closer to gloom, and the "little madman" could also have such a complex emotional reaction?

Immediately, Wendy flipped her wrist and took out the curse tool, the ragdoll "Big-Tongued".

"She's going to perform a puppet spell again!" Chang Le was startled, and hurriedly reminded in a low voice, gently pushing Fanny away, and at the same time activating all his soul power, preparing to resist the control of consciousness.

However, Wendy didn't cast a spell, just held the doll to her chest and hugged it tightly, silently bowing her head.

At this time, I couldn't see her expression, but the palace maid next to her hurriedly stepped forward with a handkerchief and wiped it gently for her, obviously the princess cried.

I've known Wendy for so long, the little girl is crazy and crazy, and she is also a pistachio, Chang Le is so sad to see her for the first time, to say that she is indifferent, not moved and not sour, it must be a lie.

But there is no way, the long pain is better than the short pain, he must let Wendy die as soon as possible and end the unrealistic blind "first love".

Fanny also looked at Wendy blankly, and suddenly asked:

"That doll, is it your incarnation?"

Chang Le shook his head, this matter must be denied, otherwise Fanny will be jealous again.

But Fanny said,

"Either it's a gift from you, there won't be any other explanation, I won't ask. ”

Wendy cried for a while, looked up suddenly, stopped looking at Chang Le, walked off the viewing platform, and left silently. The crown prince shouted a few words to her, to the effect that he wanted his sister to watch more shows, but Wendy shook her head and resolutely did not stay.

Chang Le withdrew his gaze and smiled reluctantly at Fanny:

"Okay, now that she's going to die, you can rest assured. ”

Fanny silently shed two lines of tears, and the soft-hearted girl began to sympathize with Wendy instead:

"It's all your fault, the princess is so pitiful!"

In fact, the power of Chang Le's "Blue Face Disaster Water" is far more than that, and there is a woman standing on the other side who is full of vinegar, it is Lola!

The female man has been reshaped by Phantom Feather Tianlu, and her military uniform has been downgraded from king to large, but at this moment, looking at Chang Le and Fanny who are embracing each other intimately, on the arms she is quietly hugging, the sky blue military uniform is almost torn by the muscles, and she is obviously competing with herself.

And the chewing muscles on her cheeks kept contracting and squirming, and she didn't know which one was angry.

The thin monkey came quietly and stretched out his hand to shake Lola's eyes:

"Hey, big tyrannosaurus, you dare to eat your sister-in-law's vinegar? The boss treats you as a brother, you can't mess around!"

Seeing that Lola didn't react, the thin monkey pushed her arm hard.

Lola didn't move, and pushed at the thin monkey with her backhand, and the latter immediately flew out with a long scream, landing too far to be seen.

Soon, it was Lola's turn to play, and an unknown nobleman became the target of venting, and the female man put aside the wooden sword and didn't use it, and directly punched off the helmet with one punch, and the second punch hit the door directly.

The young man's nose was splashed with bloodbleeds, and he was still roaring and swinging his sword, and Lola's third fist hooked her in the jaw, directly causing her opponent to fall on her back and stop moving.

A student in the audience who was good friends with the victim roared:

"Are you still a woman if you are so ruthless?"

Lola shook off the blood stains on her fist, walked to the side of the stage like a "dong dong" with her two feet, and glanced around with murderous energy:

"Who shouted just now? You come up, or Lao Tzu goes down?"

Of course, no one dared to claim it.

In the first round of the competition completed before lunch, 50 people appeared in the fifth class, and under the premise that the instructor's rating was not fair, 32 wins and 18 defeats, comprehensively overwhelming the children of the nobility.

However, a classmate drew Weber, and was also used as a punching bag by the other party, and the iron armor in his abdomen was dented, his internal organs were seriously injured, he vomited blood, and almost died on the ring.

Fortunately, Chang Le's "Phantom Feather Heavenly Dew" is inexhaustible, and the effect of the Heavenly Elixir is strong, not only saving his classmate's life, but also helping him quickly repair his internal injuries, as long as he abstains from the afternoon and evening competitions, he should be able to continue fighting tomorrow.

Then Chang Le took the injured man's hand and patted it:

"Don't flinch in battle, don't shout pain after being injured, lose and lose, you didn't disgrace the fifth class! As for Weber, sooner or later it will fall into my hands, you wait to see what happens to him!"