My Supreme Sword System

"Round system."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

"Start."

Then Xu Wei loudly announced the beginning of the fight.

At this time, two figures came in the air and landed on the grandstand at the edge of the alloy challenge arena.

At the sight of these two voices, all the people looked solemn.

"Good teacher Qin."

"Good teacher Feng."

Xu Wei also saluted respectfully, and then explained, "today we are lucky to have Mr. Qin and Mr. Feng as judges. Now you can let go."

Hearing this, Ji Yun was stunned first, and then reacted.

In actual combat, it is inevitable to get hurt. At this time, a teacher needs to watch, just in case.

After all, the students of Xiandao school are all human elites. It's really not worth dying because of such a fight.

If you want to die, you have to die in dimensional space.

Of course, there is another way to avoid unnecessary casualties.

Fairy dream.

Yes, it's a fairy dream.

It is not the first to arrive dream during the college entrance examination, but the unique Xiandao dream of Xiandao school.

Through the efforts of several generations, the fairy dream of Xiandao school has been built into a virtual space very close to reality.

Linking the fairyland dream with consciousness, through the mapping of arrays and scientific and technological means, you can 100% simulate reality, touch pain, skills and war skills, which are no different from reality.

It can be said that fighting in the fairy dream is almost no different from displaying.

Of course, the only difference is that there is no real death in it.

This is also an advantageous means of military training in Xiandao school. Before entering the dimensional channel, Xiandao dream is the best place to accumulate combat experience.

Of course, virtual is virtual after all. If you really want to become stronger, it is the best choice to fight in dimensional space after building the foundation environment.

After a while, the order of outbound personnel of both sides was arranged. Ji Yun was arranged last without any accident.

Ji Yun has no problem with this. He knows that these people don't expect him.

However, Ji Yun can't help thinking of Tucao. Actually, he doesn't have to make complaints about the weakest, or arrange the strongest ones. If not, what should he do if he is chosen?

At the same time, Wen Buyu flashed a cold light in his eyes, looked at Ji Yun's side, and whispered to the team friend, "don't keep your hand. If you can abolish them, give them to me."

After a pause, Wen Shuyu's eyes fell on Ji Yun and said in a cold voice: "especially that boy, if you encounter a direct disability, the Wen family will bear it for you."

Hearing this, several people were stunned. They looked at the referee teacher next to them, looked at Wen Buyu, and said, "isn't this very good?"

"Ten million." Wen said softly.

Several people were stunned and said, "OK!"

Seeing this, Qin Shuang smiled and said, "don't worry. This boy is a pig's head. He dares to play with this cultivation. It's obvious that he is here to give away his head. We'll see how he dies, Hei hei."

"Ha ha ha." hearing this, the people laughed.

They will not pay attention to a new student who has not made a breakthrough in the forging environment.

The battle begins.

In the first game, Fang Qingxue played a young man who was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and built the foundation for the first level of cultivation.

Wen Buyu is also an early-stage player.

Neither of them chose to use weapons and chose the most primitive boxing.

But because of this, it makes the battle more intense and exciting. The people watching are boiling with blood, as if they were fighting on it.

As soon as we get to the base, we have to start the next dimensional space battle.

After the baptism of blood and tears, the combat effectiveness of the foundation will be greatly improved, and fighting, boxing to meat, are all killing tricks, not half false.

Such people are not comparable to those who practice level in Xiandao dream.

How can such a battle not make people excited?

Soon, the two fought to the white hot stage. The strength of the alloy battle platform was scattered. The people standing close under the platform were even hurt by the strong wind, and they practiced and retreated in amazement.

"Bang bang!"

Under the strong impact, the alloy platform shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Of course, this is just an illusion. The alloy platform is very solid, and their strength at this level can still be borne.

Ji Yun looked at the battle in front of him and was slightly different.

"Is the strength of building the foundation so terrible?" Ji Yun compared himself and found that some estimates were inaccurate.

"My current strength should be similar to that of the early stage of foundation construction. It may not be enough when I meet the middle stage."

At the thought of this, Ji Yun frowned and found that he seemed to overestimate his strength at the beginning.

But soon, Ji Yun frowned and smiled.

"But not necessarily. You have to fight before you know. After all, strength is not the only standard to measure combat effectiveness."

A moment later, Ji Yun's face changed slightly and looked at the stage.

This is the player on Fang Qingxue's side. He fell to the ground with a punch. Bright red blood gushed out of his mouth and dyed the stage red in an instant.

"I think..."

Before he finished, there was a dull sound.

Fang Qingxue's team members flew out and fell heavily on the platform. A mouthful of blood spewed out. They looked depressed immediately and almost fainted.

Seeing this, the referee teacher frowned slightly, but finally didn't say much and announced the result.

As soon as Fang Qingxue and Wang Jie changed their complexion, they immediately ran over and picked up the injured person.

"Are you all right?" Fang Qingxue said with concern.

"Nothing... Nothing..." the man smiled reluctantly and finally fainted.

"Seventeen bones were broken!" Wang Jie looked forward, his face immediately changed, and his face was covered with cold frost.

The people watching the war under the stage also look a little ugly.

"It's too heavy..." someone was stunned.

"It's really heavy. Generally, although they will try their best, they won't start so hard. After all, they are classmates."

"That's right. Besides, Liu Wei has just admitted defeat and shouted out the general..."

Everyone frowned and felt that the scene was too cruel.

But I dare not say anything more.

Maybe this is really standing singing.

At the moment, Fang Qingxue's Willow eyebrows have been screwed together. She ordered someone to carry the injured person down, and then looked coldly at Wen Buyu.

In this regard, Wen Buyu was provocative, picked his eyebrows and looked provocative.

"Big left, you go up, don't leave your hand!" Fang Qingxue said coldly.

The voice fell. Then, Fang Qingxue had a tall man in brown, focusing on ventilation. Then he strode out, jumped onto the stage and continued to fight with the man on the stage.

The battle began immediately, and the people held their breath.

On the stage, the big left man looked cold, didn't leave his hand at all, and pressed his opponent in an all-round way.

The battle was clean. In less than two minutes, the big left blew his opponent off the stage and won.

"Big left, good!" Wang Jie shook his fist and said excitedly.

It's still one hour today. I had a good rest on May Day.

The shift will start tomorrow.