My hero is myself

The power of a formation that is hosted by someone and a formation that operates passively is naturally completely different.

At this time, Ji Yuantong and the others were entangled in the wave of monsters and could not get away to help her.

The number of new students is slowly decreasing.

Asami Nami did not blame her companions, everyone was completing their tasks.

According to the most stringent standards, they are all outstanding freshmen...

It should be said that Mr. Luo Lan didn't behave like a freshman!

Their only hope, the only variable, the real reason why they can survive until now...

From beginning to end, there was only Mr. Luo Lan!

I just hope that he will close the net quickly and lead everyone further...

and even,

create a miracle!

……

……

On a cliff where you can see the fog forest array and the monster waves colliding in the distance.

Sylvia and a young man dressed in white were wary of each other, watching the battle below.

"It seems I have no chance to compete with you."

The young man in white found a big rock and sat down, unfolded his folding fan and fanned it gently, "I'm too lazy to look for those little mice all over the map anymore, what about you?"

His name is Pu Liangneng, and he is a student of Qiao Shicong.

From appearance to style, he imitates his mentor.

He usually prides himself on being a wise man.

In this survival challenge, he, Sylvia, and Chi Ruohong, the three disciples of the vice-dean, are the most powerful contenders for the name of Shura.

However, the Hell Arena map is a bit big.

Sylvia is already at the third level, and Chi Ruohong can shepherd ghosts.

Only he can't improve the efficiency of clearing monsters even if he uses hiding methods.

So from the beginning, the number of heads fell behind these two women.

There are currently less than 200 freshmen.

Nearly 100 people were slowly harvested by Chi Ruohong in the fog forest formation below.

They agreed with each other that no one else could snatch the head of the prey unless it escaped from the attack distance.

There are too many monsters controlled by Chi Ruohong below, and the attack distance is a bit unreasonable.

But a promise is a promise. Unless those newcomers grow wings, Pu Liangneng and Sylvia will have to find other goals...

For example, those lone freshmen scattered all over the map, desperately hiding.

So when Pu Liangneng did the math, he realized that even if he pulled out all the rats, he still wouldn't be able to catch up with Chi Ruohong's head count...

Simply put it badly.

There is not much difference between Sylvia and Chi Ruohong.

Originally, Sylvia was still a little ahead.

But if Chi Ruohong successfully harvested the group of freshmen below, Sylvia would not chase them back.

"I won't give up until the last moment."

Sylvia answered decisively.

The sharp sound was like the friction of sharp weapons.

She turned to leave.

Suddenly, an instinctive palpitation took over her heart.

In an instant, thirteen extremely brilliant sword lights rose from beneath his feet, converging into a sword formation.

Output, float, plus recovery function...

Resisted what should have been fatal injuries.

A ferocious hellfire demon was cut into pieces of flesh and fell to the ground.

Pu Liangneng next to him was not so lucky...

He was ready to show off, and his mentality was quite relaxed.

Watching Chi Ruohong's fight, he was still thinking about the outcome of the competition between the two tough girls...

Apart from being a human being, he was still in the Hell Arena. All he had to do was take out the melon seeds and Coke bench and act like a melon-eating member of the public...

At this moment something unexpected happened!

A sharp sword light passed through the chest silently.

Life is passing quickly.

Pu Liangneng's first reaction was that Sylvia felt that there was no hope of victory and stabbed herself in the back to vent her anger.

As a result, he soon discovered that the oriental-style Qingfeng sword that pierced his heart was not Sylvia's stabbing sword.

There is a curse attached to it that continuously devours life force, which is not a method that Sylvia would use...

Furthermore, Sylvia on the side was also attacked and fell into a hard battle.

His opponent had a young, unfamiliar face, not one of the ten graduates.

Could it be that they are the new students this year?

A freshman, fighting back and forth with third-level Sylvia?

"Damn, I'm so careless..."

"It turns out that the group of freshmen below are just bait..."

"More strictly speaking, they plus Chi Ruohong are the complete bait..."

"It's not Chi Ruohong who's plotting this, but the innocent people we pass by eating melons?"

"Pointing here and there, can this new student be more sinister?"

"However, this year's Faith Academy is finally no longer a barbaric structure where tough girls compete..."

"We men are standing up again!"

Pu Liang can spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was an inexplicable smile brewing in his eyes.

After being judged to have suffered fatal injuries by Xi'er, he teleported away from the field.

【Pu Liangneng is out. 】

The spectators who were watching the battle of wits and courage between the freshmen and Chi Ruohong saw a line of red letters suddenly appear...

Surprised, shocked, puzzled, and baffled!

Not to mention that he was the deputy dean’s student, the best among this year’s graduates.

Now that Chi Ruohong is playing brilliantly, how can you, Pu Liang, steal the limelight?

Pu Liangneng sneezed several times.

How can you make sense if you are still being blamed for your death?

"Idiot, are you watching a show on the battlefield?"

Qiao Shicong angrily slapped the case.

It's not that he can't accept failure.

But when his disciple lost his fighting spirit, he was killed by Xinsheng's sword...

Shame!

Disgraceful to grandma's house!

"Old Qiao, don't be too harsh on young people. I just discovered that the freshman...has been hiding his strength."

Stephanie was staring at the scene of Roland and Sylvia fighting in real time, frowning.

She finally understood why she said that Roland was not strong enough...

Testy will have such a weird expression.

There is no problem with this boy's lack of strength at all!

He can fight Sylvia head-on, and even crush her with his swordsmanship understanding.

While she was going crazy with anxiety, she was constantly at a disadvantage!

This guy has pure bad taste, he is playing cat and mouse!

Changsun Yonghua naturally saw Roland's true combat power and said interestingly:

"Because the teacher has no brains, does the disciple have twice as many brains?"

She could see that Roland's fighting style showed signs of being trained by Mandy.

However, his watertight layout is by no means what Mandy can achieve.

Testy was the one who knew the outcome in advance and was in the best mood.

Seeing the outcome of Sylvia's battle on the screen, the other graduates were no longer worried and chuckled proudly:

"Everyone, get ready to witness history together!"

"The miracle of rebirth..."

"A legendary name..."

"Coming to shine in Faith Academy!"

ps finally came home...

Yesterday, I fell asleep at four o'clock in the morning amid the sound of gunfire, and was dragged up by my parents again at seven o'clock...

I feel like the fairy energy in me is stronger than Roland's...

Volume 112: Entering Kyushu for the first time: Chapter [-]: He actually led the freshmen to hunt down the graduates!

"Junior, you are already so powerful, why don't you want to fight me with all your strength?"

"I also went all out for my sneak attack!"

"Shameless... I really don't know what the Great Master values ​​in you."

"Because I understand the meaning of fighting better, right?"

A sword as fast as lightning broke through Sylvia's body with dazzling and clever movements.

Cut her slender neck straight.

However, the moment the sword light was about to touch her skin, a barrier as hard as space appeared, forcing Roland's sword to stop.

Sylvia's figure was quickly disappearing.

This is not Sylvia's ability, but the Hell Arena's main control AI, Xier, who has determined that she has suffered a fatal injury.

Get out!

Sylvia had already left the field and appeared in the school doctor's office, still thinking about Roland's last words.

The anger that had been burning in his eyes gradually cooled down...

[Do I understand the meaning of fighting better? 】

He understands...fighting?

What Grand Master understands...fighting?