Gao Wu: After breaking off the relationship, awaken the S-level talent

The two of them were so angry that they had to fight.

A fight?

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole place was filled with gunpowder!

Everyone was stunned.

Who would have thought that Zhang Muchen had such a bad temper and couldn't stand it at all, and directly challenged Zhang Ziyan?

You know.

Zhang Ziyan has been in the inner courtyard for a year. After the guidance of the master, her strength and realm have been greatly improved.

Even if Zhang Muchen is the champion of the freshman competition and has created the purple gold bone marrow, it is difficult to compare with Zhang Ziyan.

After all, whether it is a genius or a mediocre person, it takes time for people to grow.

"Oh, you want to compete with me?"

Zhang Ziyan was furious and looked at Zhang Muchen coldly.

A mere freshman who has just entered Wuda for three months, thinking that he has defeated some peers, he thinks he is invincible?

Dreaming of challenging her?

This brother is too incompetent, too arrogant, it is simply a case of hitting a rock with an egg!

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Ziyan's eyes, and she decided to teach Zhang Muchen a profound lesson, so that he would understand what is superior and inferior.

But the school's senior management was beside her.

She couldn't just take action directly, so she suppressed her anger and said:

"Okay, it just so happens that I also want to test your actual combat level."

She really agreed.

Wu Ling frowned, thinking that Zhang Ziyan was bullying the weak, and waved his hand and said:

"Zhang Muchen, although you are a third-level warrior, you have no chance of winning in a competition with your sister. How about postponing the competition for a while?"

"Principal, since Zhang Ziyan came with sincerity, let me compete with her once to see the level of the Grandmaster of the Frost Sword."

Zhang Muchen was holding back a lot of anger in his heart, how could he give up this great opportunity?

It is better to do it now than today.

Today is a good time to test Zhang Ziyan's strength.

Weaker than him.

Then just beat her to a pulp.

Stronger than him.

It's nothing more than risking one's life!

There are school leaders watching outside the field, so safety is guaranteed.

Anyway, no matter what, he must not become a disciple of the Frost-Splitting Sword Sect.

He doesn't want to go back to the humiliating and humble life before!

"I understand, then you two can have a fight."

Wu Ling thought about it carefully and nodded.

There is no way to refuse.

Zhang Muchen can cultivate the purple gold marrow, which shows that he has a firm will, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

There are advantages and disadvantages to a firm will.

In other words.

Such people are stubborn. Once they make up their minds, they can't be pulled back even by nine bulls!

Moreover.

The competition is also a good opportunity.

It can let the instructors who are secretly observing see Zhang Muchen's strength and potential.

"Okay, since you insist on fighting, I will fulfill your wish. Come with me to the fighting arena and let you know what the gap is."

Zhang Zi raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth and turned to leave.

Today's fighting is also a good opportunity for her.

She didn't have the opportunity to teach Zhang Muchen a lesson before.

Today, this ignorant brother actually challenged her?

He is really looking for death!

Then she will not be polite!

Teach Zhang Muchen a lesson and then subdue him, just killing two birds with one stone!

"Defeat her, and the shackles imposed by the Zhang family will be reduced by one more."

Zhang Muchen narrowed his eyes and his fighting spirit was boiling in his heart.

No fear.

He followed.

"Are these two siblings really going to fight?"

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head and felt incredible.

But his legs were very honest.

He was afraid of missing a chance to watch the excitement.

The other three freshmen looked at each other and felt that they could not miss this opportunity, so they also followed.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Zang Tianwang suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Meng Shan.

Meng Shan looked surprised and said puzzledly:

"Isn't Zhang Muchen going to compete with her sister? Of course I'm going to watch the show."

Zang Tianwang's face darkened, and he pointed to the cave and said:

"The marrow washing pool is the most important in the inner courtyard. Brother, you should guard this place well."

Meng Shan was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears, wanting to argue.

But when he looked into the eyes of Zang Tianwang, the words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

He knew his brother's character too well, and he couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly the whole person was like an eggplant hit by frost.

Meng Shan, who couldn't go to the show, sat at the entrance of the cave and sang to the freshmen in a sad voice.

"Go home often, go home, even if you help your mother wash the chopsticks and dishes, the elderly don't expect their children to make great contributions to the family..."

Amid the sad singing, everyone came to the competition field.

Compared with the outer courtyard's martial arts arena, the inner courtyard's martial arts arena is much quieter.

More than a dozen students

Students were scattered around.

Seeing someone was going to compete, they gathered around.

"Vice president? Who is she going to compete with?"

A member of the Tianjuan Club recognized Zhang Ziyan and asked curiously.

"I don't know, you'll know after watching."

A boy next to him was as tall as a mountain, and his eyes showed curiosity.

The chess player Zhang Ziyan.

She is also very famous in the inner courtyard.

After all, in the history of Shengjing Wuda.

There are not many newcomers.

You can become the vice president of the Tianjuan Club within a year.

In a way, the position of vice president also represents Zhang Ziyan's strength and wisdom.

Zhang Ziyan flashed and appeared on the competition stage.

She stood sideways and waved to Zhang Muchen with one hand, full of provocation and disdain.

"I can teach you a lesson with just one hand."

Zhang Muchen's anger was boiling in his heart, and he did not hesitate to climb onto the competition stage and point his spear at Zhang Ziyan.

This competition is not just a battle for him, but also an opportunity to settle the past. "I will referee this competition. This competition will only decide the winner, not the life or death. You two should stop when the time is right. If there is any danger, I will immediately stop it." Wu Ling stood at the edge of the ring, his eyes stopped on Zhang Ziyan for a few seconds. Obviously, he was reminding her emphatically - don't go too far! Zhang Ziyan's eyes flashed, and I don't know what she was thinking. The two confronted each other, and the atmosphere became very tense. The audience around held their breath. They really wanted to know. How much strength can Zhang Muchen force out of Zhang Ziyan? "Then, the competition begins!" Wu Ling shouted. Zhang Ziyan raised the corner of her mouth, with a relaxed smile, and stretched out her hand to point at Zhang Muchen. Such a simple action made Zhang Muchen feel cold all over, as if some great terror was about to come. He did not hesitate at all, and decisively pounced to the side. Instant. A chess piece fell from the position just now!

The stone slab exploded violently and turned into powder on the ground.

The freshmen watching were shocked. Just one chess piece had such power.

A glimpse of Zhang Ziyan's strength showed how strong she was.

They didn't think Zhang Muchen had any chance of winning.

If Zhang Muchen hadn't dodged in time just now.

He would have been injured at this moment!

But.

How many chess pieces could he dodge?

"Nine Stars in a Row."

Zhang Ziyan saw Zhang Muchen's embarrassed look, chuckled, and attacked again.

Nine chess pieces appeared in the air.

Like falling stars.

They whistled and smashed towards Zhang Muchen.

"Is she trying to kill her brother?"

Wu Ling frowned, thinking that Zhang Ziyan was a little crazy.

The audience was also in an uproar.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ziyan's move was so cruel that she almost killed Zhang Muchen.