"Boom!"

When Zhang Wu stabbed Wang Fugui with a sword.

It was directly blocked by the aura barrier around Wang Fugui.

"This ...... Here's what's going on! ”

"That fat man should just want to defend all the time!"

"No, no, no, no one really wants to be a shrunken turtle!"

"This looks...... It's like ......."

looked at Wang Fugui, who was shrinking into a defensive ball at this time.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Originally, they thought that although Wang Fugui's strength was weak, he would not be a shrinking turtle and always defend.

It's just that what Wang Fugui did at this moment obviously disappointed them.

"How the hell is going to fight!"

"He's a seventh-order grandmaster!"

Wang Fugui shrank into a ball, and with the help of the aura barrier of the silver armor, he blocked Zhang Wu's dozens of attacks.

At this time, Wang Fugui was already lying flat.

He knew very well that once the aura in his body was exhausted, then the aura barrier created by the silver armor would also disappear.

But he didn't panic.

After all, he was very clear about his purpose from the beginning.

Wear down the opponent's aura at all costs to gain an advantage for your side.

"Boom!"

With a cracking sound.

The aura barrier that Wang Fugui was proud of was finally broken by Zhang Wu.

At this time, Zhang Wu gasped.

stared viciously at Wang Fugui, who had lost his silver armor for self-defense.

Said coldly: "Look for death!" ”

A word fell.

I saw the long sword in his hand stabbing straight towards Wang Fugui.

Seeing that Wang Fugui was about to be pierced by a sword.

A figure appeared at the latter's side.

"We're throwing in the towel."

Bai also stretched out his hand to block Zhang Wu's attack.

The surrender white flag was then thrown on the ground.

Everyone who saw this scene looked at each other and spoke with disdain.

"I'm going to go, isn't it, I really can't afford to play!"

"That fat guy can't be funny."

"Beishan School is really in decline!"

The tutors shook their heads.

"The first one."

"Nanyang Academy wins!"

"Please send a second player from the North Mountain Academy."

Kong Wusu said the result lightly.

looked at Wang Fugui, who had collapsed at this time.

A flash of anger flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes.

He looked at Zhang Wu below.

The figure flashed and landed directly on the ring.

He said in a condensed voice: "Beishan Academy, Jiang Chen, please fight." ”

saw Jiang Chen who fell into the field.

The tutors and disciples of the academy couldn't help it.

"What the hell!"

"Another first-order grandmaster!"

"What the hell is going on in Beishan Academy!"

"This is another free head!"

"Beishan Academy shouldn't be colluding with Nanyang University!"

"I'm not convinced!"

They originally thought that after the Beishan Academy was deflated, they would send a half-step innate to find the field.

But they didn't expect it.

The two half-step innate disciples of the Beishan Academy were unmoved.

Instead, another first-order grandmaster came into play.

This was completely beyond their expectations.

"Is there no one at your Beishan Academy?"

"There was actually one who sent one to die."

Zhang Wu looked at Jiang Chen in front of him and sneered.

Even though he had consumed most of his aura at this time, he still didn't take Jiang Chen in his eyes.

After all, it seems to him.

A mere first-order grandmaster can't pose the slightest threat to himself at all!

"Sent to death?"

"Deal with you Nanyang Academy."

"I'm enough."

Jiang Chen looked at Zhang Wu in front of him indifferently, and his tone was indifferent.

Although the latter was a seventh-order grandmaster, Jiang Chen could clearly feel that the aura it emanated was extremely vain.

Obviously, the other party's cultivation was fueled by pulling out the seedlings.

"Arrogance!"

"I'd like to see it."

"Do you Beishan Academy have the ability to say this!"

Faced with Jiang Chen's provocation.

Zhang Wu naturally would not leave the other party the slightest face.

Immediately, his figure flashed, turning into a remnant of the Dao Dao and approaching Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen, who saw this scene, sneered.

There are few figures standing in place.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Wu, who was constantly approaching.

The next moment.

Jiang Chen's right arm was actually lit with a raging fire.

"Leave the Fire Fist!"

With a roar.

Jiang Chen suddenly threw a punch forward.

A powerful punch smashed directly into Zhang Wu's chest.

I saw Zhang Wu's pupils shrinking rapidly, and a look of horror flashed in the eyes of the whole person.

Before he could react.

I saw that its body was smashed out like a flaming cannonball.

When he landed, he vomited blood and passed out.

"Hiss~"

The audience was silent.

Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.

Jiang Chen restrained his breath.

looked indifferently at Zhang Wu, who had passed out.

Disdainfully: "With this bit of strength, I dare to shout!" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The audience boiled instantly.

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

"Zhang Wu was actually beaten away by a punch!"

"Zhang Wu is a seventh-order grandmaster, how could he be beaten so easily!"

"Could it be because Zhang Wu had lost too much aura before, so he was slow to react and didn't have time to avoid it."

"Quite possibly!"

"This is the tactic of the North Mountain Academy!"

"It's just that this tactic can be used once, and Nanyang Academy won't suffer two losses in a row!"

“......”

The crowd in the audience was full of discussions.

In their opinion, Jiang Chen's ability to defeat Zhang Wu was pure luck.

After all, Zhang Wu had lost so much aura before, and it was normal for him to not react this time.

"Nanyang Academy."

"Can't everyone dare to go to the ring?"

Jiang Chen's eyes looked at the rest area of Nanyang Academy and asked aloud.

The burly tutor who had suffered a loss turned pale at this time.

looked at a young man beside him, and said coldly: "Xu Mo, you go!" ”

Hear this.

The young man named Xu Mo slowly stood up.

Take a leap and you're in the ring.

He arched his hand slightly to Jiang Chen, and reported to himself: "Nanyang Academy, Xu Mo, please advise." ”

looked at Xu Mo in front of him.

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly and said, "You're just a sixth-order grandmaster. ”

"Looks like that's the case with your Nanyang Academy."

Hear this.

Xu Mo's face sank slightly.

He said coldly: "What a big breath." ”

"I'm enough to deal with a speculative guy like you."

A word fell.

I saw Xu Mo wave his sleeves, and there was an extra long stick in his hand.

The long stick waved and came straight to Jiang Chen's eyebrows.

"Gorou stick method!"

The long stick in Xu Mo's hand is unpredictable, and the killing opportunities are everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen shook his head slightly.

"I told you so."

"Just by your strength."

"It's not enough to get back on the field!"

As his words fell.

Streams of fierce killing aura burst out from his body.

Bombarded forward.