"Boy, go down!" As the tutor of the Academic Affairs Office shouted that the competition began, the man slammed into Ning Hong, leaving no stone unturned.

When the others saw him take the lead, they couldn't help but stop, sneered, and looked for other opponents.

And except for the fight between the second class and the first class, the squad leaders and deputy squad leaders of the other classes hugged their chests and watched, and did not move, and the others did not dare to step forward, avoiding a few people to fight alone, and the combat power between the several classes was quite balanced.

The man's face was hideous, Ning Hong just turned his head slightly, Feng Qingyun glanced at it lightly, and the momentum of the first order of opening the pulse was revealed.

The man was surprised, how could it be the first order of opening the pulse, the minimum standard for recruiting students in the school palace is the third order of opening the pulse, thinking that Ning Hong suppressed his cultivation, he became vigilant in his heart, and his fist was unabated.

Seeing that there was more vigilance on his face, Ning Hong smiled bitterly, knowing what the opponent thought, but he really only had the first order of opening the pulse, but the combat power was not easy to say.

"How is it possible!" In everyone's sight, when the man was only three positions away from him, Ning Hong just gently stroked his palm, and his white and thin palm magically hit the man's wrist, and he turned the man's attack to the side.

The most surprising thing was the man, who was originally high-spirited and thought that he could quickly solve the waste of this tenth class, but he didn't expect that he was missed inexplicably, and there was a slight pain in the wrist where he was hit.

Looking at the teenager who was smiling at him, he couldn't help but tremble.

"He can't really hide his cultivation, right?

After the two just collided once, they stared at each other and stopped attacking, but at this time, fine beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead, and he guessed that Ning Hong had a genius class leader level cultivation, or even stronger.

"What's the matter, what are the two of them doing there!" The deputy head of the third class frowned, he didn't know that it would take so long for that person to solve the garbage of a class ten, although Ning Hong's performance was amazing yesterday, the fact that he was a student of class ten could not be changed.

The man swallowed his saliva, slowly retreated, turned to leave, just a collision, he didn't dare to try, afraid that Ning Hong really had the cultivation of the first three class leaders, and then he would beat himself up.

It's just that Ning Hong didn't intend to let him go, paced and chased, and staged a historic scene in the ring, and the students of Class 10 scared people into fleeing in all directions.

There was a sigh from below, and I couldn't figure out what he was doing.

It's just that someone couldn't stand it anymore, a young man frowned and stopped in front of the man, so the man suddenly stopped, was scolded by the young man, and only hid behind, the fear on his face slowed down, but it did not disappear.

Ning Hong also stopped ten steps away from the young man.

"Boy, it's too late for you to step down now," the young man hugged his chest and looked haughty.

This person is Hu San, the deputy squad leader of the fifth squad, and his combat power is terrifying, and he is overwhelmed by Quan Xiong in the fifth squad, and his combat power is only below the squad leader, and he also has the fifth order of opening the pulse.

Ning Hong smiled faintly and didn't answer at all.

Hu San snorted angrily and waved his hand, Ning Hong retreated, dodged lightly, his face became solemn, and everyone was shocked.

For Hu San, who was the fifth order of the opening pulse, Ning Hong did not show any fright, and everyone couldn't help but guess what kind of cultivation Ning Hong was.

To be precise, Ning Hong is really only the first order of opening the pulse, since the recovery of the dantian, his body seems to have been transformed, the difficulty of his breakthrough is much more difficult than before, the quenching realm has such a magical technique as the chaos technique, which cannot be reflected, and after reaching the opening pulse realm, the incomparably strong acupoint barrier gives him a headache.

There are losses and gains, just because it is more difficult to break through than others, so that his foundation is more solid than others, invincible at the same level, and more than one step over.

If it was before, his cultivation might still be troublesome to deal with the masters of the fifth order of the Open Pulse, but after becoming a spirit mage and opening up the sea of knowledge, he could clearly feel the tendency of Hu San's body to launch an attack, and avoid it in advance.

In this way, let Hu San keep punching, Ning Hong turned his body in advance every time he dodged, skillfully avoided, and there was an uproar below.

"It's... I'm afraid that only with the seventh-order cultivation of the Open Pulse can it be like this!"

"When did Class 10 come out with such a talent? ”

......

"The boss is so strong!" Qian Zhongshu said with a smile, he knew that Ning Hong would only have the quenching realm when he came.

And just Ning Hong, who is at the peak of his quenching body, can compete with his third-order Open Pulse, and at this time, Ning Hong's cultivation of the first order of Open Pulse is extremely convinced by him, and he is envious in his heart, not knowing when he will have Ning Hong's strength to challenge beyond the level.

"Come on, junior brother" Ming Yan made up a clenched powder fist, still with a dignified face.

"Die!" After a few attacks, he didn't even touch the corner of Ning Hong's clothes, Hu San was annoyed and angry, and the speed in his hand increased sharply.

Ning Hong wouldn't be stupid enough to collide with him, it was okay to deal with the fourth order of the open pulse by himself, but there was still a big gap with the fifth order of the open pulse.

Before, in Qingzhou, even if Xiong Mountain, the leader of the bandits in Yanhua Mountain, was the fifth order of the opening pulse, that person did not have particularly powerful exercises, and Hu San was different, he was also a disciple of the Xue Palace, everyone learned the same set of exercises, and it was more advanced, in general, it was more powerful than Xiong Mountain.

If it weren't for becoming a spirit mage and opening up the sea of knowledge, Ning Hong would really be planted in his hands, but at this time, Hu San didn't want to catch him.

After a full hour, the last twenty-five people also decided, both of them were sweating and panting, although they were exhausted, but Ning Hong showed a victor's smile, Hu San couldn't help him.

"Boy, you wait for me!" Hu San was annoyed, for a full hour, he didn't even catch the corner of Ning Hong's clothes, and he was a little shocked in his heart, during this period, he also received a few punches from Ning Hong, the power was not very great, Ning Hong's cultivation should not be very strong, it's just that he guessed that Ning Hong had a strange body, and he hated it in his heart, and he would definitely be able to take Ning Hong down if he gave him some time.

Back in the class, Moonlight Hansha swept over with a gaze looking at the monster, she clearly remembered that three months ago, Ning Hong was only at the peak of the strength of the quenching body, and at this time, at the high level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, she could clearly feel that Ning Hong was only a first-order of opening the pulse, and the combat power completely surpassed her cognition.

Immediately, some classmates chatted forward to talk to Ning Hong, wanting to hug their thighs, but Ning Hong just smiled and stood next to Moonlight Hansha.

The more I looked at this young man, the more mysterious it became, and the hazy light veil wrapped the young man, so that Moonlight Hansha couldn't help but lift the tip of the iceberg, but the young man avoided answering as before, and could only make people stomp their feet secretly.

In the third game, no accident, led by Jin Qiqi, the leader of the first class, defeated the second class, and picked the second class student who did not hesitate to get out of the ring when he saw that the situation was not good, let him grit his teeth, roared angrily, and sprinkled his anger on the other students, making people secretly complain.

In the fourth scene, Peng Meisui, the leader of the third class, allowed the first class and the second class to collide constantly, not wanting to get involved in the vortex, and Qian Zhongshu broke out of the fourth-order cultivation of opening the pulse, and was still eliminated from the stage, and in this regard, only Ning Hong in the tenth class entered the top 100.

"It's okay, there's still next year," Ning Hong patted Qian Zhongshu's shoulder and comforted, and Qian Zhongshu smiled bitterly.

Moonlight Hansha walked to Ning Hong's side, "Tomorrow will give me a top ten!"

Looking at the distant shadow, Ning Hong smiled faintly.

"I'm aiming for more than just the top 10. ”

After a night of silence, the next day's competition followed, and today the top 10 students were to be determined out of the 100 students who had made the cut, and only the top 10 would be rewarded.

Everyone is gearing up, even if they are peers and classmates, they can't help but see each other as opponents and guard against each other.

After the start of the game, everyone didn't make a move on Ning Hong, because they all learned from their mentor yesterday that Ning Hong really only had the first order of opening the pulse, and they were surprised and didn't take him seriously today, because Ning Hong didn't pose much of a threat except for his "weird body method".

It's just unexpected, when Ning Hong was left with the last eleven people left, he suddenly shot at one person and shook that person out of the ring, and successfully advanced to the top ten, causing a sigh, in retrospect, everyone looked at Ning Hong with strange eyes, and Ning Hong didn't feel blushing at all.

In the afternoon, it was the final round, with the 10-man final to determine the final grade.

"Students, after a day and a half of competition, the strongest ten people were selected in each grade section, and then, it was time for the students to pay the most attention to the link, that's right, our top ten qualifying competition, that is, the last competition

Although one-on-one battles are not as refreshing as team battles, they can also be exciting, because this is a real duel between masters and masters. ”

After Director Yu finished speaking, there was no inspiring cheer, and there was a sigh from the freshman side.

"That guy is just lucky, if I have that weird body, I can also be in the top ten, damn it!"

Ning Hong did not argue and pay attention to his discussion among the surrounding people, and he was not a strange body, but a spiritual perception and prediction in advance.

The first battle was a class of seven golden qi versus a fifth class leader, and he won easily.

The second game was the deputy squad leader of the first squad against the deputy squad leader of the second shift, and the two ended in a draw.

And in the third game, it was finally Ning Hong's turn, and his opponent was Hu San, the deputy squad leader of the fifth class.

Among the ten people, except for Ning Hong, either the squad leader or the deputy squad leader of each class, and the squad leader of the first three classes was the most powerful, with understanding, and all had the cultivation of the sixth order of the opening pulse.

The two came to the ring, yesterday, they didn't even touch Ning Hong's collar, they kept thinking about defeating Ning Hong in their hearts, and they just wanted to give him whatever God wanted.

"Boy, what a lucky man!" Hu San twisted his neck, a crackling sound sounded, and he looked at Ning Hong with disdain.

Yesterday, if it weren't for the lack of time, he would have consumed Ning Hong to death, and today he finally seized the opportunity.

"Hehe, are you lucky?" narrowed his eyes, Ning Hong chuckled.

"Twenty steps back for both sides!"

Hearing the voice of the tutor in the Academic Affairs Office, the two stepped back.

After standing still, Hu San's body leaned forward slightly, his legs were staggered, and his hind legs were bent, like a male lion ready to shoot at any time, his sharp and fierce eyes were staring at the prey not far away.

As the mentor shouted, Hu San kicked the ground with his hind feet, turned into a sharp arrow and shot straight out, slamming it with his shoulder, like a humanoid beast, and shouted.