As the formation of the fifth class broke up, the cadets were knocked down by the opponent one by one.

Falling to the ground is not counted, the opponent has to make up for a few punches and kicks, or smash them down with a shield.

Even Xu Si, the strongest in the class, was besieged by a noble boy who had been cultivating for many years, and he only had the power to parry.

And Lola fought the most bloody, ignoring the siege of the rest of the enemies, and only pressed one opponent to beat wildly. She has a strong fighting spirit, and she relies on her innate divine power and the clever fighting skills taught by Chang Le.

As her hands were busy suppressing the enemy, Lola slammed her head into the opponent's face, "pop, pop, pop", and each blow brought blood splatters, which was shocking.

But the fists and feet of the rest of the aristocratic boys also rained down, "knocking" on Lola's plate armor, leaving pits, Lola obviously began to vomit blood, but with her fierce personality, as long as there is still a breath, she will never give up the fight.

Fanny's combat effectiveness is not good, as the only law student in the whole academy, she has exhausted her magic power by casting a few frost armor spells for her classmates, her little face is pale and crumbling, and she is desperately protected in the middle by seven or eight people such as the thin monkey, and the thin monkey is powerless to resist, so she can only use her body to help Fanny resist the attack.

As more and more people were injured and fell to the ground in the fifth squad, some aristocratic teenagers opened the backpacks of the injured with their free hands, and looted the trophies from the previous exercises of the fifth squad, that is, the wooden stakes representing the "orcs".

Chang Le moved his arm with difficulty, wiped the blood on his face, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw his brother on the upper floor diagonally opposite.

The young man was usually very silent and did not perform outstandingly, but at this moment he was no longer flexible with one arm, and still insisted on holding the stake tightly with his other hand, and was dragged on the ground by others, after all, it was the harvest of the whole night's hard work, and it was related to the points of the whole class, and he refused to let go.

But after the boy was hit hard by a shield on the top of his head, he finally let go of his fingers and passed out completely.

Chang Le was so angry that his whole body was shaking, he was breathing quickly and coughed up a large amount of blood foam, and turned his gaze to the instructor with difficulty:

"They can also grab the stakes we pulled?"

The instructor who acted as the "referee" hesitated for two seconds and nodded:

"The rules of the exercise, which allow for confrontation over the stakes. ”

Chang Le sneered:

"I remember that the rules are not like this, first come, first served, only if you arrive at the same time, you can compete!"

The instructor was a bit hesitant:

"This ...... Rules are rules, and rules allow for confrontation and contention!"

"Okay!" Chang Le coughed twice and roared sharply, "Sir, since you say so, I will follow your rules!"

"Bang!" Webber kicked Changle in the waist, causing the iron armor to let out a muffled sound, and then laughed contemptuously, "Why, according to this rule, you still have a way to turn defeat into victory?"

Seven or eight other aristocratic teenagers also gathered around, laughing and insulting Chang Le, and some suggested urinating on his face, leaving this arrogant commoner boy with a lifetime of humiliation.

Chang Le glared at Webb:

"If it's a real battle, you've been killed by me just now, what qualifications does a dead person have to be arrogant?

Webber was furious, and kicked again, the aristocratic teenagers scolded, and one of them put the suggestion into practice, untied his trousers, and prepared to dig out the guy and release the water.

Chang Le didn't want to use the artifact, and he didn't want to expose his secret in front of nearly a hundred people.

But now there is no choice, on his left arm, a black mist suddenly appeared, and boiling black water suddenly spread out in the palm of his right hand, and the black mist and boiling water quickly condensed into entities, a shield, and ...... A stick?

"Hey?" Webb was stunned, thinking he was dreaming.

In the next moment, Chang Le had already bounced up from the ground, and the majestic power close to the war spirit level was surging between heaven and earth, and the black stick swept through thousands of armies.

With two artifacts in hand, Chang Le's strength has steadily overwhelmed Weber, not to mention that speed and skill are already superior.

The Peak Warrior's fighting spirit defense collapsed with one blow, and Weber's whole person was beaten and flew out, his body bent like a weak grass, and at the same time, the group of noble teenagers flew out, tumbling and rolling like a flock of chicks.

After landing, none of them could get up, and the lucky ones could still hum and chirp, and the seriously injured could not make a sound at all.

Chang Le had already counted his subordinates as merciful, and in his extreme anger he still remembered that this was a drill, "confrontation is allowed, no killing is allowed", so the black blade is condensed into a big stick, not a war spear or a sword axe.

With a stroke, Chang Le himself almost fell, and the black rod poked the ground, stabilizing his body, choking out a lot of blood from his mouth, and at the same time glaring at the instructor.

Both instructors couldn't help but retreat:

"We're instructors! We're instructors!"

"Know you're instructors. Chang Le sneered, "Be a man with a conscience, I wish you a long life!"

Glaring at the two of them fiercely with a murderous gaze, Chang Le turned around and rushed towards the main battlefield.

The children of the nobles were still showing off their might, and most of them did not find that a fierce god was killed behind them, and people turned on their backs wherever the black rod went, and the screams rang out.

Chang Le's injuries were not light, and he could fall down at any time, so he moved extremely fast, held his breath, and descended the mountain like a tiger, knocking down more than 20 people in an instant.

The remaining dozen or so people on the other side realized that the catastrophe was coming, and they were stunned for only a second, and then they screamed in unison and ran towards the dense forest. A few people didn't even have the guts to run away, and pressed their hands on the back of their heads and shouted "surrender".

It's useless to surrender, Chang Le has been angered by the meanness of the nobles, refuses to surrender, and the fierce and vicious figure flies vertically and horizontally, as long as he catches up, there is no room for resistance, and they all fall with a stick.

Except for a few people who were unconscious, most of the students of Class 5 stood up from the ground in a daze, they knew that the "boss" was powerful, but even they were deeply afraid of such a fierce and powerful attack in front of them.

In less than half a minute, the clearing was completed, Chang Le barely supported his body with a black stick, pointed at the enemy lying horizontally and vertically, and ordered the students of Class 5:

"Search! Their stakes are also ours! The instructor said, this is the rule!"

After saying that, he sneered and glanced at the instructor again.

The two instructors' faces turned pale, they never imagined that they had misinterpreted the rules in order to favor the nobles, and in turn cheapened the children of the commoners in Class 5. But "Chang Sler" is so powerful, who could have predicted it?

"Boss!" the thin monkey limped to Chang Le, and suddenly couldn't restrain himself from crying.

"It's useless, the real battlefield is much worse than this, why cry?" Chang Le smiled.

Xu Si also smiled:

"This is the legendary 'tears of joy'. Mr. Chang Sler, I think you are like seeing flowers in a fog, where is the upper limit of your strength?"

And Lola also came to Chang Le's side and patted him on the shoulder:

"This is like our boss, I didn't embarrass you, I lay down two!"

Lola's delicate face was blue and swollen, stained with blood, and the knuckles of her fists and hands were even more fleshy and bloody, and it was estimated that she was heavy on other people's armor and helmets, but instead hurt her own fists, which was really reckless and cute.

Chang Le smiled and dispersed the King's Shield Sword, fusing them back into his soul, and then patted Lola on the arm:

"Fierce enough! Practice hard, the future imperial goddess of war!"

After saying this, as his mood relaxed, his eyes gradually darkened, and he fell headlong.

In this exercise, a total of 150 "orc" stakes, except for Miranda who left the battlefield in advance and took two away, the remaining 148 all fell into the hands of the fifth class, and each person received 1480 points.

The children of the nobles relied on their long years of cultivation and their family background to bully the civilian class, but in the end, they reaped the consequences, and the points they should have obtained were also lost, and the camp was full of wounded soldiers.

From this day on, the fifth class as a whole entered the top 100 of the academy, of which Chang Lego topped the list.

By the time Chang Le woke up, forty-eight hours later, his armor had been taken off and he was lying naked on the bed in the ambulance center.

There were eight classmates around the bed, and they turned out to be in a fully armed state, and later Chang Le learned that Xu Si was worried about the revenge of the nobles, so he arranged for more than 30 people in the class who were slightly injured to take turns to guard, eight people in each batch, and bribed the doorman to bring a strong crossbow in from the outside.

In fact, the dean, Marshal Fontaine, transferred soldiers to guard outside, and instructors Tim and Sally often came to take charge, but after the exercises, the children of the fifth class of civilians could no longer trust the officers in the academy, and only their own brothers and sisters were the most reliable.

Seeing Chang Le open his eyes, the classmates who were guarding next to him were overjoyed, running and jumping out to greet people, and soon everyone in the fifth class rushed over, many of whom were still wrapped in bandages and crutches.

"Boss, when you wake up, we won't be afraid of anything!" Lola's face was bruised, but her smile was very bright.

Fanny lifted the sheet and looked at Chang Le's injury, but did not speak, just silently wept.

Xu Si had a wry smile on his face:

"Dude, you're in big trouble!"