As the competition progressed, the atmosphere in the school square became more and more high. Soon after, it ushered in the debut of Wuwulu.

In the cheers of many students, and the expectant eyes of Class 17 students, ghost girls and little fish, Wu Lu slowly stepped into the ring.

The first time he stood on the stage, the first time he became the focus of everyone, and the first time he was surrounded by all kinds of cheers, he was still a little nervous in his heart. Wu Lu froze and took a deep breath.

In a relatively marginal position in the square, Bai Tianxue looked surprised, opened her mouth, and stared closely at the Yan Wulu on the stage, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Dumping snow, the classmate on the stage seems to be from your hometown, I heard that my third cousin likes him very much, and he is also very close to my cousin on weekdays, and I have the opportunity to introduce him to you." A richly dressed young man next to him fiddled with a paper fan and said with admiration.

It's just that when he looked at Wu Lu on the stage, there was always a trace of envy in his eyes. As the son of a medical family, powerful force has always been so desired and unattainable.

"No need." Bai Tianxue waved her hand and replied irritably.

"Brother, relax. The first time you fight in the ring, you will be a little nervous. You won't be nervous if you treat them like humanoid cabbage. A tall classmate stood opposite Wu Lu, as if he thought Wu Lu was nervous, and comforted him.

"I'll be merciful. Under Huang Feihu, please ask the junior for advice! The tall classmate continued with his sword in his hand.

Wu Lu looked at the opponent carefully, and saw that the opponent looked like a tiger's back, a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes were particularly eye-catching, and he held a long sword in the common standard of the Great Wilderness Army in his hand.

Wu Lu, who originally wanted to fight quickly, suddenly changed his mind and decided to give him a chance to show himself in the ring. So when faced with the flawed stabbing sword, Wu Lu had dozens of ways to crack it in an instant, but Wu Lu still chose to dodge aside.

Seeing this, the classmate immediately swung his sword and slashed at him. Wu Wulu's body moved, and he moved out sideways again. Seeing that Wu Lu was just blindly dodging, the tall classmate no longer kept it, and attacked Wu Lu with all his might. As the battle progressed, the classmate's attack became more and more fierce, and each sword attack brought a gust of wind, and Wu Lu could even hear the sharp sound of the wind breaking through the air.

It's a pity that his opponent is Wu Wulu, whenever an attack is coming, Wu Wu Lu can always detect it in advance, and avoid it when there is no room for it, and even the corners of his clothes have not been touched.

At this time, with a foundation that far surpasses his peers, his body is fluctuating in the field, and the remnants of the respected people pulled out are so fast that everyone seems to see several Wulu in the ring at the same time.

I don't know how long it took, after the tall classmate changed several sets of swordsmanship, when everyone was drowsy, the classmate finally ran out of energy and was almost exhausted to the point of collapse. At this time, he was holding his body with a sword in both hands, sweating like rain, panting desperately.

A few steps away, Wu Wu Lu quickly flashed behind him, gently pushed with both hands, and then fell out of the ring.

The result, of course, was a win.

"Is it finally over?" Someone in the audience was already in tears.

This competition was too boring, making everyone present look drowsy, if it weren't for the school's regulations, it is estimated that someone in the audience would not be able to help them fight in the ring.

"This year's top seeded players were all eliminated early, and this year's competition is far less exciting than before." Some students sighed.

Soon after, as the horn sounded in the square, Wu Wulu ushered in a second opponent. This is also an opponent with a sword.

The sword is known as the king of weapons, and it is a status symbol in the Great Wilderness, and many of the nobles are masters of using swords. And the general Lin Xiao is also a famous swordsman, so much so that nearly half of the capable people in the Imperial Military Academy use swords as weapons.

"You're very good at hiding, but unfortunately because you met me." The opponent in front of him said with a proud face.

Ye Zilin never thought that he would go to the level of the ring competition in the school's annual competition, you must know that this glory has always been unique to those top geniuses in the Imperial Military Academy, who would have thought that these top geniuses would be out early.

At this time, he defeated his opponent in just ten moves. Energetic, at this moment, his mind is full of beautiful pictures of the top ten beauties of the Imperial Military Academy throwing their arms one by one after winning the championship.

Wu Lu lowered his eyes and stood quietly, like a statue.

At this time, with the sound of a low horn sounding again, it was the sound of the beginning of the competition.

Wu Lu held the handle of the knife with both hands, his eyes suddenly opened, and the original energy of his body skyrocketed, and he rushed forward like lightning, which was the "Juhe" in the Mo Dao Knife Technique.

Ye Zilin had already taken a pose and was about to attack Wu Lu's legs before he could dodge. At this time, he was surprised to see that a white knife light had reached his throat. In a panic, Ye Zilin drew his knife to block.

At the moment of the hand-to-hand, Ye Zilin felt an incomparable male force directly shake the sword in his hand, and then only felt a chill in his throat.

"Is this what death feels like?" Ye Zilin's eyes widened in disbelief.

After a long time, Ye Zilin frowned when he looked at the opponent in front of him, and then he came back to his senses, it turned out that the opponent just put the knife on his neck, and hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat, please don't kill me." "I'm afraid that if you say a point slower, the opponent will be like a killer.

When the opponent in front of him heard this, he immediately put his knife back into its sheath, and Ye Zilin, who had experienced the feeling of death for the first time, suddenly felt weak and fell to the ground. I vaguely heard someone say that it was really useless, and I was scared to pee.

Ye Zilin unconsciously touched his pants, all wet.

In the afternoon, Wulu ushered in the third competition. Wu Lu slowly walked to the ring and waited quietly for his opponent.

After a long while, the opponent still hadn't appeared, and Wu Wu Lu also felt that something was wrong. As the horn sounded again, at this time, a student ran in the distance, regardless of everyone's eyes, ran to the teacher in the ring, and whispered a few words in his ear.

When the teacher heard this, his face changed greatly, and he asked, "Do you really give up?" ”

The student glanced at Wu Lu and nodded heavily.

Immediately afterwards, the teacher walked forward and said loudly to everyone in the audience: "Chen Xiaoice gave up this competition because he was too seriously injured in the morning competition and could not stand after being treated by the school doctor. Now I declare the winner. ”

There was an uproar in the audience.

Sometimes luck is also a kind of strength, and just like that, Wu Lu broke into the finals.

At dusk, Wu Wu Lu ushered in the last opponent. This was a young man dressed in fine red armor, and I saw him wearing a long sword studded with various precious stones at his waist, and slowly climbed into the ring.

To be able to enjoy such privileges in front of the public in the school's annual competition shows that he has an extraordinary background.

Wearing a school uniform, Wu Lu is like a domestic precious pet cat and a wild cat that is free-range, and this temperament comes out at once.

The young man in armor stood in front of Wu Lu, looked Wu Lu up and down with an arrogant expression, and then said coldly: "You admit defeat and step down, I will ensure that you will be rich and prosperous for the rest of your life." ”

The teacher next to him looked indifferent, looking accustomed to it.

With his eyes lowered and one hand holding the scabbard at his waist, he stood quietly in the ring, as if he hadn't heard what the young man had said.

"Bastard, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red when the game starts, so get out of here, so as not to stain Ben Shao's sword." Seeing that Wu Lu was unmoved, the armored young man suddenly said angrily.

But Wu Wu Lu remained motionless, as quiet as a statue, quietly waiting for the horn to sound.

The horn of the decisive battle sounded leisurely.

I saw the armored young man draw his sword, raise it above his head, and rush towards Wulu with a shout. Looking at the sword that opened wide in the middle door, Wu Wu Lu raised a foot directly without thinking, kicked it in the chest, and smashed it into the middle.

The young man in armor rushed over like this, and then crashed directly into Wu Wulu's feet without accident. With this kick, Wu Lu kicked the opponent's stomach hard, directly kicking him out in the air. I saw that the armored youth was like a kite with a broken string, and he fell to the edge of the ring, and the precious sword also fell under the ring.

The young man in armor had obviously never encountered such a battle, and he directly cried in public.

Wu Lu was stunned on the spot, and after a while, he cautiously asked, "Classmate, are you still fighting?" ”

The young man in armor on the edge was lying on the ground, holding his stomach and crying loudly, how could he continue to fight.

Seeing this, the teacher stepped into the ring and took the opportunity to announce that Wu Lu had won.

The audience immediately booed. No one would have imagined that the annual highly-anticipated school competition would end so hastily.

"This year's school competition is really rubbish, and it simply discredits the Imperial Military Academy." Everyone in the audience shook their heads.

"I would like to call this class the most watery in history." Someone scoffed.