The first batch of students quickly took to the stage.

The battle was instantly ignited.

Two hours later.

Ye Luo stood on the ring.

His opponent is an absolutely high-level Martial Artist!

One of the few level 9 Martial Artists present!

"You are strong. I like to defeat a strong enough opponent."

The opponent is a yellow-haired man with a scoundrel look on his face.

"I'm sorry, you don't have this chance to defeat me."

Ye Luo's tone was indifferent and he didn't take the other party seriously at all.

Except for Jiang Feng, there is...no one here who can be called his opponent.

"Yeah?"

"Boy, you are really crazy."

"I haven't heard anyone talk to me like that in a long time."

Huang Mao's face instantly gained a trace of anger.

He is not the kind of good student. Usually, once he meets some classmates who don't like him, he will bully them by relying on his own strength.

Of course, it is impossible for the other party to retaliate against him, after all, he is too strong.

Revenge is tantamount to seeking death.

Therefore, he will definitely vent his anger in the future.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Use whatever tricks you have."

Ye Luo looked at the other party calmly and said.

"Boy, since you are in such a hurry, I will help you."

After saying this, Huang Mao instantly jumped into the air.

The iron rod in his hand was held tightly in his palm, and all his powers suddenly exploded, and then he blasted towards Ye Luo.

If it were an ordinary person, let alone catching this stick, it would be extremely good to be able to save one's life under this stick.

However.

His opponent... is Ye Luo.

"Uh-huh!"

In an instant, Ye Luo drew his sword!

The sword light flashed in the air.

Several sword energy slashed out.

It seemed calm, but in fact... it set off a terrifying wave!

The sword energy was like a terrifying tornado, sweeping through Huang Mao's entire body in an instant!

As for his iron rod, it was also thrown away by these sword energy...

"Fuck!"

"what happened?!"

Huang Mao was shocked.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

He is a level 9 Martial Artist, and the other party is also a level 9 Martial Artist!

There shouldn't be such a big difference in strength!

But what he didn't know was that he was a level 9 Martial Artist who relied on a pile of precious medicines, while Ye Luo was a level 9 Martial Artist through real practice.

In the same realm, he is not afraid of anyone.

You can even fight across borders!

"I've said it before, you have no chance of defeating me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of supernatural power burst out from Ye Luo's body again, and Huang Mao, who was bound by the sword energy, flew out of the ring in an instant.

This battle...Ye Luo won easily.

"Isn't this too strong? Could it be that he is the top pick?"

"I think it's quite possible."

"Being able to defeat a level 9 Martial Artist with just one move makes him a sure candidate for the top pick."

"I still think the third son of the Jiang family is the most popular candidate for the No. 1 prize."

"I think it's that Shang Yu."

"I think it's Jiang Yun."

"I'm different from you. I think it's that Su Mu'er."

"I think it's Yun Xinyan."

"Damn, you must have fallen in love with those two girls, right?"

"You can't say that, they are both level 9 Martial Artists too!"

"That's right."

"..."

The students in the audience were talking a lot, and they all had their favorite candidates for the top spot.

Of course, they don't think they can make it to the end, after all, they all know themselves.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Shang Yu in the audience smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in his smile.

He came to this examination room with only one goal, and that was... to become the number one scholar!

And he wants to become the strongest number one pick in history!

As for those who stand in his way, he will never be merciful!

Splattering blood on the spot was a common occurrence for him.

"He's quite strong. I don't know what chance I have of winning against him."

Jiang Yun looked at the high-spirited Ye Luo on the stage and became calm for a moment.

He originally thought that there would be no one else except Jiang Feng and Shang Yu.

But he gradually discovered that this Ye Luo was much stronger than he thought...!

The next battle is still in full swing.

After groups of people walked off the stage, Jiang Feng's name... came to the front of the big screen.

"Classmate Jiang, it's your turn, wake up quickly."

Cang Hanyao came to the bench and urged.

"ah?"

"So fast?"

After Jiang Feng opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment.

He hasn't slept much yet.

"Time flies so fast, hurry up and get on stage."

Cang Hanyao said.

"Don't worry, I will get on stage faster."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Feng disappeared on the bench.

When I saw him again, he was already lying in the middle of the ring.

That's right.

It’s the half-empty arena.

Lie down while suspended!

Seeing this, the opponent was a little confused!

What's going on?

Are you here to compete?

"That...what do you mean?"

The opponent was a tall boy. He scratched his head and asked.

"Means nothing."

"I'm just tired and want to lie down."

Jiang Feng said lightly.

"Then you...are you still going to fight?"

The tall boy asked with some uncertainty.

"beat?"

"I just have to think about it."

Jiang Feng said.

"What do you mean?"

The tall boy was even more confused.

Don't talk about fighting, just think about it. Could it be that you are still a superman?

Seeing that the other party didn't understand, Jiang Feng didn't bother to explain, and his inner thoughts immediately started.

then.

I saw an arc rising in the air.

The next moment.

There was a "bang", and the tall boy's head... plunged into the nearby lawn.

"Damn it, absolutely amazing!"

"One thought is enough."

"I didn't see any moves made by the third son of the Jiang family at all."

"That's awesome!"

"This mental power has reached its peak."

"He won't always be like this when he fights, right?"

"Damn it, doesn't that mean I can cheat all the time?"

"..."

The students in the audience were talking a lot.

As for the fans in the live broadcast room, they were even more excited.

"Third Young Master is awesome!"

"too strong!"

"It's really just a thought."

"Although the fight was very pretentious, the fighting was not intense enough, which is a bit of a pity."

"What do you know? If the battle is too fierce, you won't be able to see that the Third Young Master is that strong."

"That's right."

"I think this kind of battle is better to watch. If you want to see a close battle, you can watch other ring battles."

"..."

After the battle, Jiang Feng's mind moved again, and in the next moment, he returned to the bench.

Then... he started to sleep again.

"Third Young Master is really good at sleeping."

"I fell asleep right after the fight. The quality of my sleep is so enviable."

"Stop talking, I'm going to sleep too."

"I will wake up when the Third Young Master wakes up."

"Wish the water friends upstairs a good life (funny)"

"What's that? (funny)"

"..."

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