Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 1838 Wang Ping's opponent

Still in the martial arts arena, Jiang Haokong and Mu Haobo had injuries to each other, but compared with Mu Haobo's injuries, Jiang Haokong's injuries were almost negligible.

There are many legends about Jiang Haokong, No. [-] in the 'Tianbang' in the 'Martial Academy', how powerful he is in the rumors, and those who have not seen it with their own eyes will not understand that feeling.

But today, everyone has seen the true strength of No. [-] in the 'Tianbang'. He is also a seventh-level 'elementalist'. He launched a crushing offensive against Mu Haobo. The two 'elemental powers' complement each other perfectly. Mu Haobo hardly exerted much pressure on him, and was suppressed and beaten by him from the beginning to the end.

The terrible thing is that Jiang Haokong can also fly in the air, he can deftly avoid many of Mu Haobo's attacks and take the opportunity to counterattack, and often catches Mu Haobo by surprise.

At this time, Mu Haobo was still tired of defending and could not find a chance to counterattack, while Jiang Haokong became more and more courageous as he fought, and his eyes became more and more popular.

Mu Haobo was really unlucky, Nangong Yiqiu said something like that to Jiang Haokong before he came on stage, which made him feel bad, slapping him to treat Mu Haobo as a punching bag, as a target to vent his emotions .

"Crack, crack!" The terrifying 'power of the wind element' can be said to be everywhere, and it can attack Mu Haobo from various directions. More and more, he also began to realize that it was impossible for him to defeat Jiang Haokong, and there was no point in continuing to fight. At this time, he would rather choose to surrender, lest he end up with a serious injury in the end.

But Jiang Haokong was really jealous, the movements of his hands were very coherent and non-stop, he never gave Mu Haobo a chance to admit defeat and raise the white flag.

Dead silence, the audience was dead silent, everyone was frightened by Jiang Haokong's terrifying offensive.

It's enough if you don't make a move, but if you make a move to shock the audience, it should be someone like Jiang Haokong, right?
"It's scary. This is the number one strength in the 'Tianbang'. Compared with him, the others are not at the same level!"

"Jiang Haokong's strength seems to be more refined than before!"

"There is no student in the 'Martial Academy' who is his opponent!"

All kinds of words of praise for Jiang Haokong kept coming. After this battle, Jiang Haokong's "prestige" will definitely go further, but who understands Mu Haobo's pain at this time?
"It's alright, stop it!" Lei Yunchun made a move when Mu Haobo was about to 'collapse', his voice was like a bell, reaching Jiang Haokong's mind, bringing him back to his senses in an instant.

"Hoo hoo!" He was panting slightly, not because he was tired, but because the state of excitement could subside immediately.

"Hoo hoo!" Mu Haobo was the one who was really exhausted. As soon as Jiang Haokong stopped his hands, he couldn't hold on any longer. His hands fell down weakly. He really almost couldn't hold on anymore. Fortunately, Lei Yun Chun shot in time.

"The winner of this competition is Jiang Haokong!" Lei Yunchun announced the result of the competition very calmly. Jiang Haokong glanced at Mu Haobo, who was covered in blood, and walked down the martial arts arena expressionlessly. Mu Haobo also dragged his tired body go down.

"Papa papa!" The audience applauded thunderously, of course, all the applause was dedicated to Jiang Haokong, he deserved such applause, but the defeated Mu Haobo was left out in the cold.

"How is it?" Gu Jinglun from No.2 of the 'Tianbang' came over to express his concern.

"I can't die!"

"I know you can't die, I'm asking you how it feels to fight Jiang Haokong?"

"Now I know why you said you wished me good luck. That person was terrible, and now I think about it and I'm still in a cold sweat!" Mu Haobo said with lingering fear.

"The dual-attribute 'Elementalist' is so scary, I have seen it many years ago!"

"You didn't say it earlier!" Mu Haobo said sadly.

"Don't you say that you also want to see if the number one in the 'Tianbang' is really as powerful as the legend? Wouldn't it spoil your interest if I told you?"

If you say a thousand words and ten thousand, you lose if you lose, and Mu Haobo lost completely, so of course he was convinced.

As the winner, Jiang Haokong enjoys the treatment like the stars, but he doesn't seem very happy, because the victory is his pocket, and there is no one in the "Martial Academy" who is his opponent. He doesn't care about other people's feelings, the only thing he cares about is the feelings of his 'fiancée' Nangong Yiqiu.

He subconsciously looked at Nangong Yiqiu in the crowd. Normally, Nangong Yiqiu would have come to celebrate immediately after he achieved such a victory. All indifferent.

This will undoubtedly make Jiang Haokong's heart cold.

The competition between Jiang Haokong and Mu Haobo set off the first climax of this "inner selection". After the climax, the atmosphere naturally became much calmer. Although the subsequent competition was exciting, it was not surprising, and each group won. Including Wang Ping, who was directly promoted, the fourteen people who participated in the second round of the competition were finally selected.

"The 'Advanced Group' competition is here today, everyone will go back and have a good rest, and the second round of selection will be held tomorrow..."

Because they all participated in the competition today, the academy gave Jiang Haokong, Nangong Yiqiu and others a proper rest, and then there will be the draw and competition of the 'low-level group'. Compared with the 'advanced group' competition, the 'low-level group' competition The level of excitement is obviously not good enough, but because more than 100 people compete for three places, the competition is also very cruel.

"Let's go, let's come back tomorrow!" Wang Ping returned to the dormitory after the 'Advanced Group' competition. Without Wang Ping, Yang Xueyi also lost interest in the following competitions. Waiting for the others to leave, as for who can get the three places in the 'lower group', it is no longer important to Wang Ping and the others.

There was nothing to say all night, and after a night of rest, the people in the 'senior group' regained their energy.

The martial arts arena was already full of people. Compared with yesterday's first round, today's second round attracted more attention, and Wang Ping was the one who attracted the most attention.

"Wang Ping is really lucky. He had a bye in the first round yesterday. I don't know who will be drawn today?"

"Whoever gets drawn is a strong enemy for him. The others played a match yesterday, and they should be in good condition now. He probably has no chance of winning. I'm afraid he will stop in the second round..."

The first round of byes made everyone less expectant of Wang Ping. After all, Jiang Haokong, Sheng Yue, Nangong Yiqiu and others all staged amazing performances.

Soon everyone was in place, Yang Xueyi and Yang Siyuan also came, Su Tianhe and Gu Jinglun, who lost to Sheng Yue and Jiang Haokong yesterday, also came.

"The second round of draws for the 'Senior Group' will now begin..."

Finally, the second round of lottery began, and Wang Ping, who was no longer bye, could not escape this time. His opponent was...

(End of this chapter)