Legend of Yan Wu

After a few days of adjustments, the day of the four largest college leagues in the empires finally arrived. The venue for this tournament is Shura College, which is also an extremely lively event for Shura College.

All martial arts competitions on the mainland are particularly attractive, and watching others fight is also helpful for improving one's own strength.

At this time, the largest martial arts arena of Asura Academy was crowded with students from various colleges. These people came from afar to watch the excitement. No matter which world they were in, there would never be a shortage of people watching the excitement.

Han Mo and other forty students who participated in the competition sat in four directions of the huge arena, and the east side was where the Asura Academy students stayed.

"Han Mo, come on!"

Among the crowd in the distance, girls such as Ziyan and Qianxun held up wooden signs and shouted for Han Mo to come on. So many top beauties from the academy gathered together, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. They both envied and hated Han Mo.

Han Mo nodded embarrassingly, Han Mo is used to keeping a low profile, even on such an outstanding occasion, he still wants to keep a low profile.

"Today is the day to celebrate the four-year academy league of our Mad Dragon Empire. The four major colleges, Asura Academy, Twilight Academy, Phoenix Academy, and Bauhinia Academy, have all arrived. We, Asura Academy, are honored to have the right to host this tournament. As the dean of the college, I am extremely happy." Standing on the tallest platform in the distance, Long Tian said calmly while looking at the crowd of people below, his voice was wrapped in fighting spirit and spread to everyone's ears.

"I won't say much about the method of the competition. Presumably the administrators of each college have already explained that the first round is a random challenge. The winner gets one point, the loser gets no points, and if he falls out of the ring, he loses. Draw lots." After saying that, Long Tian dodged back to the crowd of Asura Academy.

"Changfeng, don't get drawn into fighting the worst people in other colleges, or you will suffer." Hurricane sat lazily on the chair, and said with a glance at Ye Changfeng beside him.

"Why, if you get a bad person, don't you just get one point?" Ye Changfeng and the rest of the people asked in puzzlement.

Hurricane smiled indifferently and said: "What you think is really simple. If you face their poor opponents, how should we deal with their powerful opponents? The first ones who can stably take down our average strength, and their average strength will Against our weaker people."

Listening to the analysis of the hurricane, everyone felt that there was some truth to it. Han Mo also nodded and said: "It depends on luck, we can't do anything about it."

"The dean is here." Dapeng pointed to the front and said.

"How did you discuss it? Do you have any good countermeasures?" Long Tian looked at the ten people sitting in front of him and said with a smile. This match will depend on these ten people.

Ye Changfeng, as the strongest person here and also as a representative, naturally needed to answer. He stood up and hesitated for a while and said: "Dean, the selection of the competition is random. We can only say that whoever is selected will do his best. This Not only to win glory for the academy, but also for our own future."

"Well, it's good that you know, you will have the chance to meet the king if you win this time." Long Tian said with joy, but Han Mo was thinking about his own affairs expressionlessly.

"Han Mo, how do you feel? Do you have the confidence to defeat Murong Xiao?" Long Tian hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked Han Mo. The sudden question stunned all ten people.

Han Mo opened his mouth, and said with a helpless wry smile: "Dean, what are you talking about, I am only a martial artist now, and Murong Xiao is already a great martial artist, there is a difference in class, am I looking for a beating? "

Although I said so, no one here thinks like Han Mo. It is not the first time that Han Mo has abused a great martial artist. Wasn't a great martial artist from the Bauhinia Academy caught by Han Mo's weird attack method? Those who were beaten had no power to fight back.

"Han Mo, it is right to be modest, but this time you have to give your best. I believe that your peak state is no worse than that of Changfeng. You are all doing well. If you get No.1 this time, I will bring you Go to a secret base for training for a month."

Hearing the dean's words, the top ten of Asura Academy trembled in their hearts. Training in a secret base for a month is something that everyone in Asura Academy dreams of. I learned from the old students that the secret base is a good place that can increase the training speed by more than a hundred times, but because the swamp poison there is too heavy, you can't stay for too long, and the violent energy can't be absorbed too much.

"Dean, I can only say that I will try my best, but don't think too highly of me. This thing also depends on luck. If you are not lucky, you can fall to your death while walking." Han Mo said helplessly. This remark is obviously putting pressure on Han Mo. If he loses, at most he will not be able to add the king, the country's key cultivation has been given to others, and the rewards from the academy are gone. All nine people will be implicated, after all, there is a huge gap between prizes and temptations that can immediately improve their strength.

"You all work hard, as long as you get the first place, the academy will not treat you badly." After Long Tian said that, he turned and left, but Teacher Xiao Mo smiled at everyone: "The competition requires regularity, but how you compare depends on you , do it for yourself.”

"Uh uh uh……"

Everyone looked at Instructor Mo in puzzlement, and they became a little confused. What did Instructor Mo mean? Could it be implying that they could use some other moves, such as... taking pills, or using poison?

"Instructor Xiao Mo is reminding us to beware of others. There must be people who use tricks secretly. Be careful." Han Mo hesitated for a moment and frowned. Abuse it.

Everyone nodded, and naturally thought of going with Han Mo.

As there are more and more people in the Shura Martial Field, the time of the game has also entered the countdown. Han Mo's eyes have been looking at the Phoenix Academy opposite. Son.

"Senior Changfeng, I have a question I want to ask you." Han Mo hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ye Changfeng and asked.

"Well, you ask." Ye Changfeng is very suitable for Han Mo, with a straightforward personality and no careful thoughts, but he is somewhat similar to Ye Changfeng.

"The last time you...and Nine-Tails Tmall..." Han Mo couldn't ask, after all, Ye Changfeng's defeat last time was a bit horrible.

"Last time, there was indeed some surprise. Huang Zi'er, a girl with strange attributes, made it impossible to guard against. At that time, my whole body seemed to be controlled. If it wasn't bound by that strange force, maybe I could let go. "Ye Changfeng did not leave much shadow on Liu's last defeat, but that defeat made Ye Changfeng have been working hard to find the answer.

Han Mo nodded when he heard the words, and the rest of them also nodded one after another. Everyone could see this at the time, but only the person involved knew the feeling, and Ye Changfeng couldn't tell why.

"It seems that it is really a tricky character." Han Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that it was a bit difficult to meet this time.

"Han Mo, you don't want to deal with the Nine-tailed Tmall, do you?" Hurricane put Han Mo's shoulders, looked at Han Mo with a wicked smile, and the rest of the people also cast evil eyes when they heard the words.