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, Zhao Sicheng grabbed Zhao Yong, the power of the sealing law, and instantly poured into the source of Zhao Yong's fighting energy, sealing Zhao Yong's fighting energy to the strength of a level 6 swordsman.

Zhao Yong's level 8 strength is still too high for these special admissions that only level 1 and level 2, this is Zhao Sicheng's first practical class, and it is better to be gentle.

And, give these students hope. Zhao Yong, a level 6 swordsman, still has the possibility of being defeated, and the students will also fight hard.

It was hopeless to let these students who were only level 1 and level 2 defeat Zhao Yong, who had the strength of a level 8 sword master.

Zhao Sicheng's temptation in front of him was not to let the students try their best to fight and increase their actual combat experience in the fight. If the students don't do their best, it will go against Zhao Sicheng's original intention.

Zhao Yong felt that he had worked hard to cultivate to the level 8 swordsman's fighting spirit, and was sealed by Zhao Sicheng to a level 6 swordsman.

Zhao Yong's whole body trembled, and he knelt down with a thud, Zhao Yong shouted: "Young master spare your life!" Zhao Yong will be obedient, begging the young master not to let Zhao Yong go to Xiaobai to be a junior brother. ”

Seeing Zhao Yong like this, Zhao Sicheng couldn't help frowning, and said, "Stand up!" Otherwise, the young master will throw you to Xiaobai now!"

Zhao Yong knew his young master very well, and knew that Zhao Sicheng could do what he said, Zhao Yong immediately stood up, but he still couldn't help but tremble in his body.

Zhao Yong thought that he was swallowed by Xiaobai in one gulp, and then Xiaobai spit out a mouthful of white gas, and Zhao Yong's body trembled even more.

Zhao Yong's fear of being Xiaobai's younger brother is second only to Zhao Sicheng sending him back to the slave market.

The students of the martial arts class Z were all stunned when they saw Zhao Yong's reflection. They were all thinking, "Who is Xiao Bai?" Xiao Bai must be a particularly cruel person, who can make an 8th level sword master afraid to be like this. How did Xiaobai cruelly abuse his little brother?"

In the minds of the students of the martial arts class Z, a hideous-looking man has already appeared. The big man's face was covered with scars, and the big man was clutching hundreds of strange torture instruments in both hands. Xiaobai fixed hundreds of torture instruments on Zhao Yong, a poor young man, and said with a cruel smile: "Little brother, you have to listen to your brother, if you don't listen to your brother, you will ......."

"Ah......h

The picture is plunged into darkness......

"Go, fight with your classmates, don't use weapons, don't attack students' vital points, don't use large-scale killing moves, don't kill students, don't dodge continuously. Hearing Zhao Sicheng's order, Zhao Yong obediently stood in the center of the 39 students.

"Students, the teacher has prepared the 'target', and the students can start fighting. Zhao Sicheng said loudly to the students of the martial arts class Z.

The students of martial arts class Z looked at Zhao Yong with some sympathy, but letting the sword god teach him a magic fighting technique alone made these students even more excited.

"Dead friends don't die poor. Although Zhao Yong was pitiful, Washington and the others still rushed forward without hesitation.

Zhao Yong immediately raised his spirits, if he lost this battle, he would really be thrown by Zhao Sicheng to be Xiaobai's younger brother.

Zhao Sicheng restricted Zhao Yong's use of weapons, but did not restrict the use of weapons by the students. Washington pulled out his level 3 magic sword and stabbed it at Zhao Yong's throat.

On Washington's magic sword, there was still a faint yellow light, which was Washington's poor level 2 fighting spirit.

Zhao Xiaohua walked around behind Zhao Yong, attached the more pitiful thunder fighting qi that he had just awakened to his fine iron sword, and stabbed it at Zhao Yong's waist.

As soon as Zhao Sicheng saw Zhao Xiaohua draw his sword, he knew that his nephew, who was already far away from his bloodline, was doing very badly.

Among these special enrollments in the martial arts Z class, Zhao Xiaohua's saber is the worst. The other students used magic swords, at least a level 1 magic sword. Including Zhao Xiaohua, there are only three students in the entire martial arts Z class who use fine iron swords.

This standard of fine iron sword may already be an excellent saber for ordinary adventurers. However, for the special enrollment of martial arts class Z, which is related to each other, the fine iron sword is really shabby.

Seeing that the students were rushing to attack, Zhao Yong didn't dare to slack off, and first released a water-blue fighting qi shield.

As soon as Zhao Yong sent out this vindictive shield, he felt that something was wrong with him. It turned out that Zhao Yong was a level 8 sword master, and a Dou Qi shield had no problem at all when Zhao Yong supported one or two magic spells for these special students who only had level 1 and 2.

However, the source of Zhao Yong's fighting energy, since he was sealed by Zhao Sicheng to a level 6 swordsman, the consumption of the fighting qi shield for the fighting qi has increased sharply, if Zhao Yong does not want to be defeated by the students within half a magic hour, it is better to use the fighting qi shield less.

Zhao Sicheng looked at Zhao Yong with a smile, this is the expression of Zhao Yong's lack of combat experience. Zhao Sicheng not only taught these students in the martial arts class Z to work hard, but also taught Zhao Yong how to use his energy more permanently in battle.

The explosive power of the Dou Qi is strong, but the staying power is too poor, unless it is promoted to the Holy Level, the Dou Qi will continue to be able to generate energy. For martial artists below the saint level, the fighting spirit of the saint level is equivalent to a continuous flow, but for the saint level of the same level, it will expose the shortcomings of poor staying power.

The two saint levels can fight for three days and three nights, and that's because the two holy levels have mastered the trick of how to save fighting energy. Zhao Sicheng is now going to cultivate Zhao Yong's habit of saving fighting spirit.

Classmate Washington stabbed his sword on Zhao Yong's fighting shield, feeling as if he had stabbed the iron plate and couldn't stab it any more.

Washington's classmates were unwilling to retreat so easily, Washington used his strength to eat, and the fighting spirit on the level 3 magic sword lit up violently, passed through Zhao Yong's fighting energy shield, and continued to stab Zhao Yong's throat.

With the blocking of the Douqi Shield, the strength of the Washington classmate to stab at Zhao Yong has been weakened a lot, Zhao Yong's aqua blue Dou Qi is light, and Washington's magic sword with the Dou Qi has been guided to the side.

Washington looked at his magic sword, and was not only missed by Zhao Yong, but also stabbed at his roommate Hoover and three other classmates.

When the four Hoovers saw the magic sword in Washington's hand stabbing at them, they immediately dodged and dodged. While the four of them were scrambling to dodge, two more people collided together, and the two hugged and fell to the ground.

When Zhao Sicheng saw this scene, he rubbed his eyebrows with his thumb helplessly. This group of students in the martial arts class Z is really worthy of the waste in the Tianxin Demon Martial Arts Academy.

Additional Today's Winner:

Lunar calendar: the 14th day of the first lunar month (Bingshen) (Chonghu)

Today's auspicious evil: fierce (the day of the moon breaking) (the time of the sun) (fasting and cultivating good day)

Today's auspicious time: 巳, Wei, 酉, Hai

Today's fierce time: Yin, Chen, Shen, Xu

Twenty-eight Nakshatras: Zhang

Appropriate: sacrifice, bathing, sweeping, lifting

Don't: make a bed, upper beam

Finally, the poem wishes everyone a higher level in the Year of the Dragon, by the way: "Ask for clicks, ask for recommendations, and ask for collections." ”

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