The battle continues. But the scene was full of laughter and cheers. Whether it was the students or the soldiers next to them, the battle between the main students was not bloody, but it was a lot of fun.

Compared to soldiers with combat experience, most students can be said to have zero combat experience.

Some students want to amplify their moves, but it takes too long, and the opponents are all in front of them.

Some students vented frantically, but the real qi was exhausted.

Some students came up to defend, and they couldn't fight back after being beaten for a while. As a result, the opponent first exhausted his true qi and won by lying down!

There were even students who ran out of true qi, punched and kicked, and finally left a pair of panda eyes.

There are not many people who really have rich combat experience.

As a result, it took less than an hour, and the 13 groups ended with the division of Group A and Group B.

In Group A, outstanding performances are: Gao Yunhe, Chu Yiyi, Wang Fan, Liu Hao, Gao Huiping, Leng Shaojie, Lu Xintong.

In Group B, outstanding performances are: Sun Renchuan, Liu Jie, Liu Shaobing, Zheng Shaojun, Fu Yinghua, Zhang Lili.

For the rest, the performance is mediocre.

Then the second round of the competition began. A group of 13 people, not easy to group. But after all, it is not a serious competition, and the principal directly said: one person will be selected from Group A and Group B to participate in the next round directly.

Group A, Gao Yunhe was chosen. Group B chose Sun In-cheon.

Of course, Gao Yunhe has no problem. As for Sun Renchuan in Group B, although he was hammered with a panda eye by Zhang Ping, he is still good in Group B. Everyone didn't have any opinions, but there was a bit of a 'boo'.

Compared with Gao Yunhe's light clouds and light winds, it is natural that Sun Renchuan's complexion is not very good-looking. Couldn't say, he looked at Zhang Ping with some gloomy eyes.

Zhang Ping frowned slightly: How does this guy feel eerie. Thinking of this, Zhang Ping couldn't help but touch the position of his collarbone, and after thinking about it, he was not very relieved, but he still swept it with real fire.

Sun Renchuan saw Zhang Ping's movements, but the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a sneer. But the expression flashed away, and no one noticed.

Sun Renchuan was proud in his heart: Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping, you are a native child, how do you know how many cultivation methods there are!

Hmph, I was hesitant. But you snatched the woman I liked first, and then made me apologize. You're a special yarn!

Speaking of which, as early as one morning, after seeing Zhang Ping get off Chu Yiyi's solo flying car, Sun Renchuan was furious - on the single flying car, how did you squeeze down two people!

After that, Zhang Ping performed well and was personally invited by Gu Qingyan, which made Sun Renchuan even more jealous. But under the rule of law, Sun Renchuan can only honestly hide the killing machine.

After knowing that he was going to come to the cave to practice, Sun Renchuan had an idea. It's just that, after all, it's a child, even if you want to hurt someone, you always have some hesitation.

It wasn't until today that Sun Renchuan finally made up his mind.

Die, die, die! In the cave world, it is absolutely unknown that Zhang Ping can die.

Hmph, ten thousand demons curse, I don't believe that you don't die!

Zhang Ping didn't know this, and was still paying attention to the battle.

The draw is over, a new battle begins, and the teacher intervenes to help everyone recover their true qi. Compared to just now, this time the battle was much more intense. After absorbing the lessons learned from the last time, everyone has shown their magic powers, and they have also learned to control their skills and spells.

While fighting, the teachers explained and everyone learned.

Among them, it is listed as typical, and there is Zhang Ping's 'micro-exercise' - it is obviously a fast wind, but Zhang Ping walked out of the light wind effect.

There are Liu Hao's spell attacks and kite flying tactics.

There is Wang Fan's spear attack - don't stick to skills, knocking out the opponent is the main thing.

There is Chu Yiyi's means of trapping the enemy - give full play to and tap the potential of his skills. Even if you trap the enemy, it can be fatal. The vines are wrapped around the neck and have thorns, so I ask you if you are afraid.

There is also Gao Huiping's fighting skills: 'Eagle Eye' magic power with combat skills, but a girl presses many boys to raise their heads.

Wave after wave of battles, and the students quickly matured.

Eventually, both groups decided the final three places.

Group A, Chu Yiyi, Zhang Ping, Gao Huiping. Gao Yunhe did not participate in the battle, but participated last.

Group B, Liu Jie, Liu Shaobing, Zheng Shaojun. Among them, Sun Incheon directly participated in the final.

In the end, the two groups actually competed with 8 people, competing for the position of 3 group leaders.

All the students were dumbfounded, waiting to draw lots.

The onlookers have changed their stubble, and the new ones stretch their necks and wait for the excitement.

The principal spoke slowly:

After the ad... Wrong... After lunch, the excitement continues. Let's rest first, recharge our energy, and continue in the afternoon.

Zhang Ping and others breathed a sigh of relief. The morning's battle has exhausted everyone. Even if there are pills, spirit gathering arrays, and teachers to help recover, mental exhaustion is not good.

The afternoon game starts after 14:30. Everyone basically recovered seven or eight points.

Gao Huiping was a little angry: "Teacher, Gao Yunhe and Sun Renchuan did not participate in the round robin battle, which is unfair to us. ”

Zhang Ping couldn't help but look at the principal. Also, everyone played three games in the morning, and they were all tired.

But the principal shook his head: "If this bit of fatigue is unbearable, you can't bear it even more during the college entrance examination!" ”

Speaking of this, the principal's tone became serious: "Every year, in the competition of the martial arts class, there are people who are seriously injured and disabled or even die because they are not rescued in time. ”

Everyone's faces instantly became solemn.

The headmaster snorted softly, "Let's draw lots." If you don't want to, you can give up. Anyway, it's just three captains. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and then drew lots without hesitation. So far, no one is willing to give up.

The first wave of battles came out quickly.

Zhang Ping/3rd Floor of Gas Refining - Zheng Shaojun/4th Floor of Gas Refining;

Liu Shaobing/3rd Floor——Gao Yunhe/6th Floor;

Chu Yiyi/5th Floor - Sun Renchuan/4th Floor;

Gao Huiping / 4th Floor - Liu Jie / 5th Floor.

After the drawing of lots, Sun Renchuan smiled at Zhang Ping: "Zhang Ping, give up." You're only at the third level of cultivation, and you've fought three more battles in the morning. Maybe you have hope of competing for fourth place, but the top three are delusional! ”

Zhang Ping smiled faintly and said, "Your subordinates are defeated!" ”

"You ......" Sun Renchuan was furious. But then he sneered and stopped talking. Boy, you snort first, sooner or later you will cry.

No, if you fall under the 'Curse of Ten Thousand Demons', you won't even have a chance to cry. But your parents have a chance to cry.

Zheng Shaojun slowly walked to the edge of the field, very calm.

Since Gao Huiping knocked out the long knife with one shot and entered Group B, he has learned from the pain. After two battles, he finally found his strategy.

Knife drawing, very strong; But it's obviously not what he can handle now.

So when he came on the field this time, Zheng Shaojun directly discarded the scabbard and walked over with a saber.

Zhang Ping was also holding an ordinary big sword—a heavy sword in the style of a Qin sword.

The two were about 20 meters apart and confronted each other. Zhang Ping attacked. Twenty meters away, raise your hand and there is a little cold star.

Seeing this 'little cold star', Zheng Shaojun's pupils contracted. Anyone who has watched Zhang Ping's battle knows that this 'little cold star' is actually a gathering of seven cold lights of the 'Seven Star Sword Skill'. Its power has surpassed that of ordinary pistol bullets!

At the beginning, Zhang Ping also showed the 'seven points of cold light' first, and then fused into one point. Now Zhang Ping completed the fusion at the moment of his shot.

This cold star is more brilliant, but also more deadly.

Even the veterans around him narrowed their eyes.