Seeing Xiao Gang's smiling appearance, the tutors of the other colleges gritted their teeth with hatred and secretly scolded "old fox", it turned out that in the past five years, Xiao Gang has been hiding clumsy, and it was not until the graduation competition that he made his disciples a blockbuster. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Alas, I was deceived by this guy's appearance!"

Many college tutors looked at Xiao Gang with an honest face, and the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, usually this guy is silent, but I didn't expect to give them such a moment at a critical moment, it's really ......

On the judging platform, a tutor with white temples sitting in front of him, his heart was like eating bile, extremely bitter, he was Liu Qianyu's mentor, he was originally a stable game, but he didn't expect it to be a freak like Fan Crack, this is really not as good as heaven!

"Hey, that's interesting!"

Sitting in the rest area, looking at Fan Crack with a calm face, a faint smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, and the battle intent in his heart was like a wave.

Fan Split's strength seems to be unremarkable, but he has a very strong foundation and extremely rich combat experience, not at all like a flower in a greenhouse, and he has a faint murderous aura when he shoots, which is only the momentum that can only be achieved after killing people, and at the same time, the martial arts that Fan Split cultivates is not simple, it should be around the second-rate grade, although it can't threaten him yet, but it is also an opponent that cannot be underestimated, Yang Ming didn't expect that in the four years since he left, the academy would have such a powerful character, which made him quite excited.

Originally, among the disciples of the same class of the academy, the disciples who could make him reluctantly called an opponent, Zhou Wuxian was counted as one, and Liu Qianyu was barely counted as one, but now he had to add a Fan Crack, and besides, this Fan Crack gave him a feeling that it was a little more dangerous than Zhou Wuxian.

"Hehe, it seems that my sword interception technique has been useful this time, maybe I can condense the third sword ......" Touching his chin, Yang Ming suddenly laughed, his eyes full of excitement.

At this time, Zhou Wuxian, who was in the rest area, also opened his eyes, and looked at Fan Split's eyes full of surprise, he didn't expect that among the disciples of this class, there was such a powerful figure hidden, in the past five years, he had fought with him so many times, could it be said that the other party had been forbearing?

"Good... Originally, I thought that among the disciples in the academy who really let me use all my strength, Yang Ming was the only one, but I didn't expect another ......" Zhou Wuxian touched the steel knife in his hand, licked his lips, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the excitement in his eyes could no longer be hidden, like a beast smelling blood.

"In this competition, Fan Crack wins!"

Under the announcement of the yellow-shirted mentor, Liu Qianyu walked out of the ring a little dejectedly, and looked at the back of Fan Split's departure, full of complicated colors.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, Zhou Wuxian and Fan Split seemed to be resting well, and they walked out of the rest area one after another and slowly walked to the ring.

At this time, Yang Ming also slowly stood up and went into the ring together.

"Now, the competition is coming to an end, and there are only three of you left, let's stop gossiping and draw lots!" On the judging stand, the yellow-shirted tutor picked up three identical wooden cards on the table, and immediately threw them to the ring.

Looking at the three wooden cards flying in, Yang Ming stepped out, grabbed them casually, and then slowly spread them out in his palm, with only one big red word "empty" on it.

"Another bye?"

Looking at the wooden card in his hand, Yang Ming couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed dumbly, and secretly said in his heart, his luck is too good!

Two byes in a row, this is a rare thing, when he put it out, the playground, suddenly set off a boom.

"This guy's luck is really ......"

Liu Qianyu, who was below the ring, saw this scene, and was immediately dumbfounded, he had worked hard for more than a dozen games to enter the top five, but Yang Ming, who had two byes, sat firmly in the runner-up position, this is really more popular than people!

"Oh yes, why didn't I have this luck?"

"Rub, this guy ate lucky fruit before he came to the stage, right?"

“......”

On the playground, seeing this big "empty" word, a burst of jealous anger came, thousands of pairs of jealous eyes stared at him, two consecutive byes, no matter who will have a trace of jealousy, after this draw, even if Yang Ming admits defeat now, it is also the second place in this competition, how can this kind of good thing not fall on himself?

At the same time, Fan Split and Zhou Wuxian also looked at Yang Ming with strange expressions, the other party's luck seemed to be a little too good, but this kind of thing couldn't be forced, so the two didn't say anything, however, just as the two shook their heads and were about to step down to prepare, a calm voice suddenly sounded.

"Don't go, let's go together!"

When the words fell, Yang Ming crushed the wooden card in his hand, looked up at the judging table, and said lightly: "Mentor, it's too troublesome to compare each game, it's just a waste of my time, it's better to let them go together!"

As Yang Ming's words fell, many people's mouths suddenly opened, although Yang Ming's strength was good, but in the face of a battle of this level, with one person against two, these were still the two strongest disciples in this class, in the eyes of everyone, this practice was undoubtedly self-inflicted humiliation.

"You're humiliating us?"

Hearing this, Zhou Wuxian raised his eyebrows, and his calm face showed a hint of anger, as long as he is a genius, he will have his own arrogance, Yang Ming is undoubtedly trampling on his dignity by doing this.

Not only was Zhou Wushu dissatisfied, but even Fan Split on the side was a little uncomfortable, although the latter's strength was strong, even he didn't have the slightest certainty of victory, but as soon as you opened your mouth, you were one against two, which can no longer be described as arrogant......

"Oh yes, this guy is crazy. ”

"Hey, this kid can surprise us at every moment!"

"Let's go up and kill him!"

", I've seen madness, I've never seen such madness, but I like ......"

"It's really unbelievable!"

"Hey, there's a good show. ”

“......”

After Yang Ming's words fell, there was a sudden commotion on the playground, with appreciation and dissatisfaction, and so on, making the entire playground noisy.

Yang Ming didn't seem to see the angry scolding like a frenzy in his ears, but just looked at the judging table with a smile on his face, his eyes full of confidence.

This time, he proposed that one against two was not impulsive, nor was it for the sake of showmanship, but he wanted to test his sword interception technique, or he wanted to hone his sword interception technique and try to find the fusion point of sword interception...... (To be continued.) )