I'm really not a fool

Wang Zheng looked at the few people around him a little distracted, and after thinking for a while, he spoke.

"Although I don't know what your plans are for the future, if you just want to spend your life in the rear in peace, there is naturally no problem, but if you want to go to the battlefield in the future to make contributions and kill the enemy in the army, then these two classmates are your best role models for Xi."

"The Awakened is not a performance, if you don't have a real heart to win, no matter how strong your strength is, it's just a flower in the mirror, and it's useless."

Although Wang Zheng's words were not heavy, they seemed to have a different kind of calmness, which attracted the attention of the surrounding classmates.

Wu Huan and Mei Yiqi also nodded secretly after hearing this.

After Wang Zheng finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the eyes of the students, and quietly thought about the teaching method of the magic university.

Are these the two prestigious schools?

Let's not talk about the strength, but you can have such a heart in just one month after entering school!

This shows it!

It's really scary, and I don't know how they usually train.

"Wu Huan, Shang Houming."

Hearing the referee's shout, the first natural awakened player on the side of Kyongnam University is finally about to play.

Before going up, Wang Zheng was still a little worried, and said: "Go all out, don't underestimate the enemy, if you want to keep your hand, the other side may not be merciful."

Wu Huan looked at Wang Zheng's serious expression, nodded seriously, and then strode towards the middle of the field.

When the two of them stood still, the referee gave an order, Wu Huan suddenly burst out with all his strength on the ground with both feet, and rushed towards the other party, but Shang Houming was not in a hurry, and while pulling the distance back, he waved his hand to raise a low earthen wall from the ground, affecting Wu Huan's speed.

Then he condensed countless rubble around him, gathering momentum and not sending it out.

It's just that they shot towards Wu Huan in twos and threes, affecting her speed.

Looking at Wu Huan at this time, his whole body was flushed, and there was white water vapor rising on his body, and he saw that he was already fully capable of it.

Wandering among the low walls and rubble, like a dragon.

Sometimes running fast, sometimes strolling leisurely, the rhythm change of fast and slow seems to completely play the other party.

I saw that the distance between the two began to slowly close.

Many attacks were fruitless, at this time, Shang Houming seemed to be a little anxious, and his aura was a little chaotic, it may be that the aura is insufficient, after all, the aura consumed by a wide range of spells is very much.

Wu Huan suddenly turned back when she saw this opportunity, and then her body was short, passing between the two pieces of rubble, and the sharp stones slashed against her face, instantly bringing out a blood mark.

But she didn't care about it, this turn was like a rabbit falling like a rabbit, her body was like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant she was in front of Shang Houming, and the long knife slashed straight down at his face.

The wielded long knife brought out a "hiss" sound of breaking through the air, like a white practice that made people chill.

But at this moment, Shang Houming, the Demon Great, changed his previous panic, shouted loudly in his mouth, and then raised his hand violently.

I saw that the hard surface of the ground seemed to be softened, and there was a wriggling, but this time it was not the low earth wall that had just blocked the way.

Rather, it was a sharp stab that slammed out of the ground.

This move is fierce and ruthless, and it is very hidden, even the shaping of the ground thorn is completely completed underground, just waiting for Wu Huan to give her a heavy blow after getting close.

It turned out that all the previous flaws were just traps laid by Shang Houming in order to lure Wu Huan into taking the bait.

A legal awakened person dares to use himself as bait to deliberately lure an agile awakened person closer.

I have to praise the boldness of the artist.

And Wu Huan, who was in mid-air, couldn't avoid it, and was stabbed in the lower abdomen by this blow, poking out a fist-sized blood hole.

She knew in her heart that she had too little experience and fell in love with the other party's way.

She could feel a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, a large amount of blood gushing down the wound, and she was probably going to be condemned in a few seconds.

But is this what you want?

Although the opponent is definitely not weak even if he is placed among the opponent's more than 90 people, but this is the reason why he was out of the first round?

"No ————"

Wu Huan shouted, her long hair spread out, and there was no wind to automatic, only to see that her body exuded countless white gas, faintly condensing into a human form.

Then she gritted her teeth and endured the sharp pain, and took another step forward with a hard stab.

The sharp stab stirred in his abdomen, but the long knife in his hand waved without the slightest hesitation.

The silver-white long knife actually brought out a dazzling blood red, and slashed towards Shang Houming's neck.

The alarm bell in Shang Houming's heart was great.

Dangerous! It's dangerous! Deadly danger!

Will die!

At this time, Shang Houming was really flustered, and the previous smile suddenly froze on his face.

He raised his hand to put on a layer of earth armor, but it was too late.

The sharp sword suddenly came like a bloody exercise, and he seemed to be frozen now, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't move at all.

"Bell~~!"

A roar of gold and iron exploded in Shang Houming's ears, and he opened his eyes in shock, only to find that it was the referee who blocked the mortal knife for him.

Then he found that his chest was warm, and when he looked down, he saw that except for the tingling pain in his neck, his eyes were full of blood red.

It turned out that even after the sharp knife was blocked by the referee, it still cut a deep blood mark on his neck.

"Ho-ho-ho-"

He blankly touched the blood on his chest, as if he understood something, put his hands on his neck, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he had been defeated, and seemed to want to say something more, and then his legs weakened, and he fell to his knees.

The referee loudly announced:

"Jingnan Wu Huan, win!"