Heaven-defying Skills

"All contestants are on the field. There are a few rules in the game: several are not allowed to surround each other. They can only choose their own opponents. They are not allowed to kill. After the opponent admits defeat, he is not allowed to attack again. Those who admit defeat will quit on their own, cannot hold on or are injured. people left the scene on their own or raised their hands to signal.

After Xue Heng finished speaking, the contestants came on stage one after another, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment. The smart people immediately spread out to prevent others from choosing them first. In a game that is about to start, no one wants to be the first.

There were shouts outside the stadium, and teachers from various departments were watching above the square. They also wanted to know the overall strength of the freshmen. Xue Heng was on the sidelines ready to respond.

"Peng," I don't know who finally lost his composure and took the lead, immediately stirring up the surrounding area. In the blink of an eye, a melee broke out on the field.

All kinds of brilliant skills are displayed on the field, and all kinds of strange monsters are galloping around the field. But in the center of the field, there was an open space, where a man and a woman stood facing each other, and no one came close to them. The boy was dressed in white clothes, cool and elegant, and the girl was wearing a brown robe, tall and elegant.

"Who are those two people? Why is no one approaching? Even if someone accidentally comes into contact with them, they are thrown out casually." Many people asked questions.

"You are too late in the news. They are two talented people in our new class. The male is Nie Yun and the female is Nalan Ruoshui."

"Do you want to decide the winner now, or do you want to stay until the finals," Nie Yun said coldly and arrogantly.

"It's up to you," Nalan Ruoshui didn't care at all.

"Then let us have the final battle."

Han Fengxue also noticed the two of them, but he didn't think much about it and turned his attention to Leng Wuya. To Han Fengxue's surprise, Leng Wuya was also an authentic warrior. Maybe it was because of his skills. The energy is not pure. Although it has intermediate warrior training and is equipped with martial arts skills, it is not very powerful.

"It seems that Leng Wuya also has a secret in his heart." Han Fengxue thought in his heart.

Those who were injured and resigned gradually left the field, and the number of people in the field slowly decreased.

"Stop, there are two hundred people left, advance. The second round will be divided into 100 groups at the same time. Those who advance will come to me to draw groups, rest for an hour, and the game will continue." Xue Heng announced loudly.

The cultivation level of an intermediate warrior is equivalent to that of a technician, and Leng Wuya is also among those promoted, and will be placed in the 48th group in the second round. Each group has a referee, and the referee for this group is a senior student.

Leng Wuya came to the field, "Howl," accompanied by the sound of wolf howls, a young man dressed as a knight came to the field with a spear in his hand and a third-level magic wolf on his feet, pressing heavily on Leng Wuya.

"Wuya is in trouble this time. I also noticed this person just now. Although his strength is only a second-level knight, his family may have tamed a third-level magic wolf for him." Qi Yu said with some worry.

"Won't you admit defeat if you can't win? There's nothing to worry about." Ao Yunxing said nonchalantly.

Han Fengxue was also a little worried. He knew that Leng Wuya had a very stubborn character and was very strong. He said softly: "I'm just afraid that Wuya won't give up easily."

"Go down, you don't have any chance." The young man's cold and arrogant voice sounded.

Leng Wuya was not timid, but rather eager to try. He said coldly: "How will you know if you don't try."

A cruel smile flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "You are looking for death." After saying that, only a shadow was seen, the young man disappeared on the spot, the spear cut through the air, and the air flow reversed, and stabbed towards Leng Wuya.

Leng Wuya's weapon was a long knife, and the whistling sound of the spear rang in his ears. At this time, Leng Wuya was very calm and held the knife in front of him. "Click," there was a clear sound, and Leng Wuya was uploaded by the back of the knife. He took two steps back due to the incoming force, and immediately retracted the spear at the slightest click, and the young man's figure appeared again on the other side.

"That's such a fast speed. It's worthy of a third-level demon wolf who is famous for its speed." Leng Wuya was secretly shocked.

The attack failed, and the young man's face became gloomy. "Come on," a shout sounded. The demon wolf scratched the ground twice with its claws, and then ran towards Leng Wuya at a faster speed. "Ao," the wolf howled. The demon wolf raised its front paws and swept towards Leng Wuya. , and at the same time, the young man's spear also went towards Leng Wuya's throat.

"No," Qi Yu and Han Fengxue both clenched their fists.

Leng Wuya reacted instantly and blocked the stabbing spear with his long knife. At the same time, he released his strength with his left hand and attacked the wolf claws that were grabbing at him.

"Pu Chi," a long blood mark appeared on Leng Wuya's left hand. After all, the demon wolf was a third-level monster. It broke through Leng Wuya's energy defense and left a mark on his hand. At the same time, his clothes were also covered by another. A wolf's claw scratched it.

Stopping his retreat, Leng Wuya stared at the young man coldly. Judging from his posture, he had no intention of admitting defeat.

"You will not survive if you do something wrong," the young man said and rushed towards Leng Wuya again. When the young man approached Leng Wuya, Leng Wuya actually swung the long knife towards the young man, and at the same time made a powerful blow with his right fist, and then quickly retreated to the side.

"He is dying, the spectators thought in their hearts." Even though he hit the boy, how could he block the demon wolf's attack? Han Fengxue and Qi Yu were also shocked by Leng Wuya's desperate approach.

"Peng," Leng Wuya was caught by the demon wolf and flew away. His feet that blocked the wolf's claws were dripping with blood. He sat on the ground without even a frown.

The young man touched the blood on his face and said, "Prepare to die." This time he was really angry, and his face was actually scratched by Leng Wuya.

"I surrender," a faint voice sounded, and Leng Wuya looked at the young man with a sneer, as if he was the winner.

Hearing Leng Wuya admit defeat, Qi Yu and Han Fengxue finally relaxed their nervous moods.

"It's too late to admit defeat," the boy's voice was piercingly cold, as if it came from the underworld.

Everyone around frowned, "Who is this? He is so arrogant that he dares to violate the rules of the game in public."

"He is the son of an earl of the empire. His father is very prosperous now. Even if he kills Leng Wuya, the academy will at most severely punish him, and dare not do anything to him." Ao Yunxing's tone was still so calm, as if Leng Wuya's life and death had nothing to do with him.

There were discussions around, attracting onlookers from other venues, including the referee, but no one stepped forward to question.

Human feelings are cold and warm, and strength is respected.

"Accept the punishment of death," the boy said, and rushed towards Leng Wuya, who was lying on the ground and unable to resist.

Qi Yu showed a look of despair. Leng Wuya's eyes did not show any fear of death, but just stared at the young master fiercely, and there seemed to be a trace of debt in his eyes, debt to his father and family.

"You dare," the thunderous voice sounded, with extreme anger, Han Fengxue would never allow this to happen in front of him again, never. Blood sprayed in the air, but it was not Leng Wuya's, and of course not Han Fengxue's. The young master fell on the other side, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, and the demon wolf lay beside him and trembled.

"So strong, who is he, why didn't I see him participating in the competition, when did he go on stage." This was the question in everyone's mind. They only saw a flash of light, and then the demon wolf was repelled, and then they saw the young man flying into the air.

"How did Xuefeng do it? I didn't expect that he, who is usually low-key, is so strong." Qi Yu said infatuatedly.

Ao Yunxing's eyes were shining, he was also a technician at the level of a general, and one of the few people who could see Han Fengxue's movements clearly. When the boy said it was too late, he had already felt Han Fengxue condensing the fire element, and then instantly appeared in front of Leng Wuya. At this time, the charging magic wolf actually stopped its forward movement. Then Han Fengxue used a close-range skill to repel the magic wolf on the leg, and then punched the boy away, without even a trace of magic power on the punch. But Ao Yunxing also didn't know how Han Fengxue instantly appeared six or seven meters away and stopped the magic wolf from moving forward.

The young master looked at Han Fengxue with a murderous look, and said coldly: "You dared to interfere in the game and hurt me. Do you know who I am?"

Han Fengxue said lightly: "My friend admitted defeat and you dared to kill him. Why can't I come up and intervene? As for who you are, I just heard that you are the favored son of the earl."

"You dare to touch me even though you know it."

Han Fengxue's eyes were a little blurred, and he said solemnly: "For my brother, even if you are a prince, it will be the same ending."

Leng Wuya looked at the not-so-tall figure in front of him. He thought he was strong enough, but he couldn't help but his eyes were slightly red. Warm feelings filled his heart. He said in his heart: "I haven't felt this way for a long time. Is this what you call a brother?"