Looking at the middle-aged man's smile, Wang Xiao looked puzzled, nodded and said, "Please let the teacher inform the students."
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Xiao and a group of students, and said with a smile: "You don't think that the Kaitian Ancient Pagoda is some kind of fairy weapon like in fantasy novels, do you?"
Hearing this, all the students in the first class looked at the middle-aged man with even more doubts. After all, Wang Xiao and others grew up in modern society, and the situation of Kaitian Ancient Pagoda was only This explanation is consistent with their understanding.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a faint smile: "Of course not. The Kaitian Ancient Tower is essentially a supercomputer, but it is not exactly a computer."
"What?" Ordinary students looked at the middle-aged man in shock. They couldn't imagine that Kaitian Ancient Pagoda could be connected with computers. It would be more appropriate to say it was an immortal magic weapon.
Looking at the group of students who were even more confused, the middle-aged man did not explain anymore. He just looked at Wang Xiao and said lightly: "Do you understand?"
Wang Xiao pondered for a while, nodded, and said, "I understand, thank you teacher for your guidance!"
Walking back to Gu Jianqiu and others, Wang Xiao looked at the inquiring eyes of everyone and said in a deep voice: "The Kaitian Ancient Pagoda is just a carrier. What you need for practice is your own faith and wisdom. How do you think about the Kaitian Ancient Pagoda?" How will it evolve? It is indeed an excellent place for cultivation and retreat. Just think about the purpose of this practice before entering. There is nothing else to pay attention to. This is my personal experience and suggestion."
After Wang Xiao finished speaking, he left Kaitian Ancient Pagoda. Gu Jianqiu, Li Yuxin, and Emperor Zhao looked at each other. Li Yuxin said, "I will enter the pagoda to practice."
When the students in Class 1 saw that it was not as lively as they had imagined, and they felt bored and went home to practice.
The days were spent in daily practice and classes, and soon came the first week of actual ranking competition. All the students were discussing tomorrow's arena competition.
The next day, more than 4,000 students from one hundred classes in the school had breakfast early in the morning and gathered around the arena square to watch today's actual arena match.
Ten 100-square-meter arenas, each with a length of 10 meters and a width of 10 meters, are lined up. Each arena is 100 meters apart. People can surround each arena so that students can watch the competition.
A young man in the crowd looked at the ring and said helplessly: "We are just here to watch the excitement. The only ones competing for the ring are the proud ones of heaven. We are all the minions in the alma mater dance in Eason Chan's song!" "
The young man's words resonated with countless people, and many people echoed: "Yes, I thought I was one of the top experts in our county/city back then, but I didn't expect that when I came to Shanhe University, I became a minion. Alas, !”
Looking at the students who were all around him, a young man in red had a stern face and a determined look in his eyes. He yelled loudly: "My fate is up to me, so what about the students in the first class? Zhang Heng from my third class today We must go against heaven and prove it, letting everyone know that qualifications do not represent strength."
Zhang Heng's words immediately attracted a large cheer, but there were also many sarcastic and sneer looks. Zhang Heng didn't care at all. He flew up and jumped onto the ring and shouted loudly to the audience: "Today, I, Zhang Heng, will defend the ring. Who will fight?"
The boy's wanton shouts spread to all around, attracting the attention of countless students near the ring. Everyone looked at the boy in red on the ring and discussed everything about the boy enthusiastically.
Affected by Zhang Heng, many students who were not in the first class became very high-spirited and soared to the sky with fighting spirit. They shouted loudly: "Why are we monks afraid of a battle? Zhao Qiongyun from the fourth class is here to defend the ring."
"Zhao Yi from Class 6 is guarding the ring, who wants to fight!" A young man in white also jumped onto the ring.
In an instant, all ten arenas were occupied by students from other classes. A famous boy and girl looked at the four thousand students under the arena with high spirits, with a look in their eyes that dared to fight for heaven and earth.
The pressure of the whole place was on Class 1. Under the gaze of everyone, many big guys in Class 1 looked indifferent and indifferent. The saints and saints from various sects were more like watching the fun, like watching a group of children fighting.
A group of students from the Candidate School all looked at Wang Xiao and Gu Jianqiu, instinctively wanting to see how the big guys would react, but unfortunately they didn't see any change in their expressions.
After a moment of silence, Gu Jianqiu said: "Although I can't stand the condescending attitude of these saints and saints, the dignity of the class still needs to be maintained. Zhang Xin, you guys, please go to the arena and occupy all ten arenas. .”
Zhang Xin and others stood up after hearing the words, and separated ten people to jump onto the ring. They looked at the non-class one defenders and laughed sarcastically: "You clowns who are used to it in this small place dare to do it in the ring of Shanhe University." Go up and defend the challenge."
Zhang Heng looked at the students in the class in front of him and said coldly: "Come and fight if you want to die, giggling like a bitch!"
The student from Class 1 was furious when he heard this, and flew towards Zhang Heng with a punch. The powerful and heavy punch carried a heavy pressure, like a mountain bearing down on Class 1, and hit Zhang Heng's chest hard.
Zhang Heng looked at this punch attack with a solemn expression, feeling the powerful strength of his opponent. He knew in his heart that even if the students in Class 1 were the last rotten fish, it would be extremely difficult for him to defeat them.
He lowered his feet, stabilized his lower body, concentrated his strength on the fist, rose up into the sky, and delivered the strongest blow, hitting the opponent's chest with no regard, without even looking at the fist attacking him.
The two fists clashed and hit each other's chest at the same time. Zhang Heng was thrown away and fell on the ring, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The opponent took a few steps back, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the indifferent and arrogant look on his face disappeared. He looked solemnly at Zhang Heng who got up from the ground, with a fierce look on his face.
Zhang Heng roared: "Zhang Heng of Class Three wants to die. I am the master of my orders. No matter how qualified I am, I have nothing to fear."
Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't care about his injuries at all, he rushed over and hit him with another heavy punch. The students in Class 1 had a look of panic on their faces. They quickly suppressed the injuries and started fighting Zhang Heng again.
The fight between the two became fierce, and their moves became more and more fierce. They used all kinds of moves such as sweeping the vagina, kicking the eyes, etc. They had no appearance of martial arts moves at all, and they became simple and fierce desperate fighting methods.
After a few moves, the fear in the hearts of a class of students became more intense. Looking at Zhang Heng who had already fallen into madness, fear arose in their hearts. A voice sounded in their hearts: "There is no need to fight with this tile. It is not worth it if you are porcelain, let alone What’s more, the qualification to defend the ring is not in the possession of those big guys in the end, so even if I beat Zhang Heng, there would be no benefit.”
