The children of the nobles of the first class rushed up scattered, colliding with the tight formation of the fifth class, and the sound of "ding dong dong" gold and iron striking sounded intensively, as if a hundred blacksmiths were hammering at the same time.

Since it is forbidden to kill people in confrontation, the sword in everyone's hands is only used for deterrence, and the real effect is the shield, which is just to slam the opponent with the shield.

The so-called "ring defense" is only for self-preservation, and it is difficult to rush out and hit people.

In addition to Chang Le, the strongest in the fifth class is the level 2 monk Xu Si, and the level 1 monk Lola, if you only talk about combat effectiveness, the latter is stronger, because it is strong enough and born with divine power.

Even the two of them can't go head-to-head with a class, so they can only stand shoulder to shoulder with the whole class, back to back, using their bodies to back up their teammates, forming the tightest formation, and several people working together to meet the attack of an opponent, sharing the impact from the shield together.

Chang Le is the only one who is not in the formation, he stands between the enemy and the formation of the fifth class, like a reef in the torrent, as long as the oncoming noble children come into contact with him, they immediately turn on their backs and fall out of the ground, like scattered waves.

Even if he didn't take out the artifact, he had the strength to surpass the first-level battle master, and he was really a solid rock in front of most of the noble children of the monk level.

Changle shakes for the first time, an attack from Miranda.

The cold girl directly targeted him and swung her sword to slash.

With the strength of a level 4 battle master, once the sword is released, the ordinary shield will not be able to block it at all, and it will split into two like butter. Therefore, Chang Le could only use his sword to block, and then twist the situation to direct the huge force in other directions.

Despite this, he remained unsteady on his feet and took two steps back.

"Good talent doesn't mean high strength!" Miranda said coldly, "Admit defeat to me, otherwise continue to attack!"

"Strong strength does not mean that you can win!" Chang Le smiled calmly, but took the initiative to greet the opponent.

These two people have been fighting for several months, and they don't like each other, but this time they finally confronted each other, and they had no scruples about swords, which frightened the rest of the people to disperse, lest they would die at once, which would be too unjust.

The battlefield is divided into two parts, one is the heads-up between Changle and Miranda, and the other is the group fight between five classes and one class.

Chang Le is more than a whole realm lower than Miranda, but it is very strange that he does not fall behind, after all, his real strength is close to that of a level 2 war master, although his strength is still several times worse than Miranda, but the actual combat experience and swordsmanship are opposite, Chang Le is enough to be a teacher for the latter.

The fighting instinct in that bloodline, the fighting technique inherited from the ancient demons, was completely out of Miranda's understanding.

What's more, Chang Le's agility and lightness are incredible, which also makes Miranda powerful.

This situation made the proud girl embarrassed and angry, and she couldn't help but roar fiercely, and unreservedly exerted all her strength, her body was full of fighting spirit, the broadsword brought up a sharp roar, and the wind swept up the dust on the ground, shrouding the two of them in a gray mist.

In such a state, in case Chang Le accidentally hits the sword, there is absolutely no way to live, and Miranda seems to no longer care about the opponent's life or death for the sake of his own face.

But her anger is in line with Chang Le's expectations, and the excited opponent will have many flaws, and Chang Le himself has always been calmer the harder the fight.

It seemed that Miranda quickly gained the upper hand, and Chang Le was so oppressed that he stepped back, and just as many of the nobles began to cheer for her, Chang Le shouted and fell on his back.

Miranda was stunned, and before she could figure out what was happening, Chang Le had already jumped up, and the shield in his hand was like a big shovel, digging up a large lump of dirt from the ground, and all of it was pasted in Miranda's face.

The dirt was loose and blown by the wind, turning into raindrops, which Miranda had no choice but to use her shield to resist.

Supposedly, it's not a big deal to have dirt on her face, but she's a woman! she's still a beauty! And she's a proud and conceited beauty!

After successfully fending off the dirt attack, Miranda felt a chill in her neck, and Changle's sword was laid across her carotid artery.

"You're dead, please quit the exercise. Changle smiled and announced the results.

"You are a fool! You coward, you dare not compete with me!" Miranda turned red with anger.

"The matter of the martial arts competition, let's talk about it another day. Today is a drill, and you can't expect fairness from everyone on the battlefield. Chang Le smiled brightly.

Miranda looked angrily at the instructor, who smiled wryly and took off her helmet and scratched her hair.

He was on the side of the aristocracy just now, and it stands to reason that he should also favor Miranda now, but the whole academy knows that these two people are a couple, and "Chang Sler" often runs to the marshal's house, which is not fake!

So the instructor decided to be impartial once, and nodded to Miranda with a smile:

"He's right! Miss Miranda, you should withdraw from this confrontation exercise. ”

"Despicable!" Miranda stomped her foot and screamed, then turned and walked away.

Webb and a group of other noble sons gathered around, vying to show their loyalty to her:

"Miranda, I'll help you out! He's cheating, we don't have to be fair, just hug up!"

Miranda didn't bother at all, and ran into the forest in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace.

Anger flashed across Weber's face, but he couldn't attack Miranda, so he shifted to Chang Le, and drew his sword out of the sheath with a cold face:

"Chang Sler, what other tricks do you have, let Young Master Ben take a look!"

After speaking, the first master of this year's students, the peak battle master, and the son of the duke, launched a rapid offensive against Chang Le.

Drawing his sword together, there were several of his close friends, including a junior war master.

This battle is more difficult, but it is also exactly what Chang Le wants, pulling the opponent's master by his side and reducing the pressure on his classmates, which is exactly his intention to stand alone outside the ring array.

The sound of the collision of shields and armor, the roar and scolding, "clanging and whining" resounded through the clouds, Chang Le squinted his eyes, and saw that the students were relying on the dense formation and unity, and they could withstand it for the time being, and felt a little relieved, so they got rid of distracting thoughts and patiently entangled with the five opponents.

Weber's strength is still above Miranda, but his swordsmanship is only worse, he can only slash horizontally and diagonally, he will not adapt at all, and only attack hard with superior strength.

This tactic will die a miserable death in the face of a strong enemy, but after all, his level is much higher than that of Changle, and it is purely a bullying style.

Chang Le, with his wit and agility, will not be defeated for the time being, but will knock down several of Weber's helpers one after another.

Webb fell into the same "power nowhere" as Miranda, and screamed in anger, calling for more people to help besiege and limit the maneuverability of the cunning boy in front of him.

This reduced the pressure on the fifth class classmates, but Chang Le himself was bitter, and the strength of those people around him was not weak, and he couldn't really kill people, and gradually it was like falling into a quagmire, and every move was extremely difficult, not only laborious, but also laborious.

But he still has a back move, a blitzkrieg attack!

So he kept retreating, pretending to be difficult to support, and looked like he was trying to break through, and in the process, he also distanced himself from Webb.

Just when Webber laughed, slowed down his pursuit, and shouted "work harder" to everyone, Chang Le suddenly burst out with soul power, and the web of spatial veins twisted and folded, and the distance between the two disappeared, as if the sword in his hand was instantly stretched to more than ten meters.

The next second, when the space returned to normal, his blade was already across Webb's neck, and he announced with a smile:

"Young Master Webb, you are also dead, please quit the exercise!"

Weber's face turned pale suddenly, then he turned red with anger, and finally turned into a weird smile, and at the same time punched Chang Le in the chest!

Chang Le can cut his neck with a little more force in his hand, but he is not allowed to kill people in practice, this is the rule! Rudy attacked him in the forest like that, and he killed him without any worries, but now it is not that situation.

This punch dented Chang Le's breastplate, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, blood splattered out of his mouth, and he obviously had broken his ribs, and he was hit by the fighting spirit of the peak battle master, and his internal organs were not lightly injured!

He flew seven or eight meters away in a daze, fell heavily on his back, his limbs convulsed in pain, and he couldn't do anything for a while except choking on blood and coughing.

Weber's figure soon reappeared in Chang Le's field of vision, and his face was full of smug smiles:

"You cut my neck with your sword, but I made a faster move and knocked you away with one punch, and I was the winner!"

Then he turned to the instructor:

"Is that so, sir?"

Chang Le's sword stayed on his neck for a long time, if it was a real battle, he would have cut off his head a long time ago, how could he have a chance to make this punch?

But the instructor remained silent and acquiesced to Weber's statement.

Chang Le coughed up blood, gritted his teeth and scolded:

"Despicable!

"Haha, it's you shamelessness first, I'll respond to shamelessness with shamelessness!"

Weber is quite self-justifying, but Chang Le uses trickery to win in battle, rather than hurting others after defeat, and there is a fundamental difference between the two!

The students of Class 5 were already boiling with anger, and the ring defense formation dispersed in a hurry, all brandishing their swords and rushing in the direction of Changle, shouting that they wanted to save the boss and teach Webb a lesson.

But after all, they had only been cultivating for a few months, and their formation had just dispersed, and they lacked mutual support, so they were immediately beaten to pieces by the children of the nobility!