The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 283 Su Lie's Inheritor!
Chapter 320 Three Inheritors of Su Lie!
Looking at Ye Liangcheng who was covered with ice blades, Feng Wanli grinned and said, "I also have Li Bai's inheritance, do you think two generals can get close to me by drinking wine?"

Feng Wanli patted the blue spirit mink on his shoulder lightly, then walked towards Shisan beside him, checking on Shisan's battle situation.

As expected by Feng Wanli, Thirteen had the upper hand, and the dark blue armor all over his body greatly increased the power of his every move.

"boom!"

There was a bang, and Shisan's opponent flew out of the ring in an instant.

"Dragon Shisan of Magic City University wins!"

As the referee sounded, Thirteen put away the broken blade and got off the ring.

"Congratulations!"

Feng Wanli waved to Shisan.

"The students in Huadu are really strong!" Shisan was still analyzing the opponent's strength.

Seeing Shisan's appearance, Feng Wanli shook his head: "Let's go see how the other three are doing!"

"The strength of the participating teams this time is not bad!" Shisan nodded and walked towards the resting place of Shanghai University.

When he came to the resting place, Feng Wanli suddenly found that Lei Jiaming was sitting on a chair, very leisurely, and he didn't seem to care about the students' grades at all.

Seeing Feng Wanli and 13, Lei Jiaming didn't even raise his face, and asked, "Are you back?"

"Where are the three of them?"

Feng Wanli was not polite to Qian Jiaming at all, sat directly opposite him and asked.

"Didn't you see no one?"

Qian Jia understood that her eyes were wide open, pointed to the empty seat in front of her, and said calmly.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Just then, footsteps sounded.

Feng Wanli looked sideways, and found that it was actually Li Ming, the male classmate who had been flattering Qian Jiaming, who was limping towards Feng Wanli with scars all over his body.

"Losing?" Qian Jiaming didn't move a bit, but looked from a distance, and said coldly, "Why are you such a waste?"

"Teacher me!"

Li Ming, who was in a bad mood after failing in the challenge, immediately darkened when he heard Qian Jiaming's scolding, and was very disappointed.

"You two won?"

At this time, Li Ming found Feng Wanli and Shisan who were leaning on the wooden chair, and asked immediately.

Feng Wanli waved his hand: "Unfortunately, both of us successfully advanced."

"you!"

Li Ming's face turned red, and he didn't say any more, and then found a wooden chair and sat down.

"Tomorrow's [-]-to-[-] match shouldn't be so easy." Although he knew Feng Wanli was strong, he still reminded him.

Feng Wanli nodded: "I see, don't worry, I won't be careless!"

The remaining two female students also came one by one, and one of them won and the other lost. Now, three of the five participating students from the entire Magic City University passed the preliminary round and advanced to the [-] to [-] competition.

"Eighty to forty competition, Feng Wanli won!!!"

"Forty to twenty competition, Feng Wanli wins!!!"

"Twenty into ten contest, Feng Wanli wins!!!"

. . . . . .

After several consecutive days of competition, without knowing it, Feng Wanli and Shisan successfully advanced to the top ten of the Freshman Challenge. As for the other female student, she failed in the competition from [-] to [-].

"It's not easy for the two of you to reach the top ten. Work harder and strive to enter the top five in the competition." Qian Jiaming glanced at the two and said.

Feng Wanli glanced, grinned, and cupped his hands towards Qian Jiaming: "Thank you, Teacher Qian, for your encouragement!"

After saying that, Feng Wanli and Thirteen walked towards the competition ring ahead.

Feng Wanli drew the third lottery, and the thirteenth lottery was the second lottery, luckily they didn't draw both.

"Guess who is the winner this time!"

"I guess it's Wu Pin, he's a silver-level inheritor, how could he lose!"

"The students in this magic city are also very powerful. Every time they compete, they just use Wang Zhaojun's cold winter. The enemy can't escape his attack range. It's so powerful that it's often won with just this one move."

"Wu Pin is Su Lie's successor. He has two lives. How could he lose to a Bronze rank successor!"

. . . . . .

Hearing the discussion in his ears, Feng Wanli couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He didn't expect that this time his opponent was actually a silver-ranked successor of Su Lie.

Unyielding Iron Wall: Su Lie's passive talent, increases physical defense and magic defense by 5 points, and restores 60% of health when dying At the end of the duration, Su Lie will let out a roar, causing a small amount of magic damage and slowing effect to nearby enemies, and increasing his attack speed by 4.5% and movement speed by 25% within 5 seconds.

Su Lie's core skill, the second resurrection skill among all inheritors of the glory of the king.

"It's a meat shield, so it's troublesome to deal with it!" Feng Wanli was not worried that he couldn't deal with it, but was thinking that Wang Zhaojun's ultimate mystery could not defeat him, so it would be a waste of time and troublesome.

Stepping onto the ring, Feng Wanli found that he was an elegant man, in stark contrast to the rough Su Lie inheritor Feng Wanli had imagined.

The elegant man had a slender figure, exuding a burst of elegance, and cupped his hands towards Feng Wanli: "Wu Pin, the silver-ranked successor of Su Lie, a student of the imperial capital!"

"Feng Wanli, the Bronze-level inheritor of Wang Zhaojun, a student of the Demon City!" Feng Wanli grinned, and continued: "I didn't expect that the first-year freshmen in the Imperial Capital would have a silver-level successor!"

Feng Wanli is very shameless, he doesn't know how many silver-level and gold-level inheritors he has slaughtered, and now he is pretending to compliment others.

"It's all a fluke!" Wu Pin was very elegant, shaking his head again and again.

"Wow! Wu Pin is so handsome!"

"Wow, Wu Pin, the elegant son of the school, actually smiled in my direction!"

"Wow, the ugly uncle on the opposite side of Wu Pin, come down quickly, don't stain Wu Pin's clothes!"

. . . . . .

These nympho girls praise Wu Pin and praise Wu Pin, why do they have to involve me?
Feng Wan's face was gloomy, and he really couldn't figure out why these nympho were so crazy.

"The competition begins!" The referee teacher glanced at the two and announced the start of the competition.

"boom!"

A roar sounded, and a stone pillar the size of a man suddenly slammed in front of Wu Pin, obviously it was his weapon.

"Why is he holding this weapon so against harmony?" Feng Wanli frowned tightly, looking at Wu Pin carrying the stone pillar, he felt like a scholar carrying a big knife.

Wu Pin was very polite, greeted Feng Wanli, and rushed over carrying the stone pillar: "Be careful! I'm coming!"

"You can really be called a refined son!"

Feng Wanli nodded, and then turned his hand to the sky, and played "Winter is Coming".

(End of this chapter)