"Who do you think will win in the end?"
"I think it's Feng Xinglan!"
"The eight members of Fengyun Team are here, will they join forces to defeat Nangong Junze and others first?"
"I think Team Fengyun should eliminate them first and then fight among themselves! Ninety-eight percent of them will join forces to deal with Nangong Junze and the others!"
"Nangong Junze, Jing Zhan, and Dongfang Jingyu are not weak. If the Fengyun team hadn't joined forces, at least one of them would have been in the top three. It's a pity..."
"It seems like Team Fengyun is bullying the minority!"
"Let's take a look first and don't jump to conclusions so quickly."
Opinions vary.
Five deputy deans are also discussing the matter.
Nan Batian obviously had the same idea as everyone else, thinking that Fengyun Team would join forces to deal with Nangong Junze and the others first. He looked a little regretful, "The eleven people on the stage are all to my liking."
Jun Fang: "You wouldn't even think about accepting me as your apprentice, would you?"
"That's not true. There are a few who are obviously more talented. How can I delay them!" Nan Batian shook his head.
He was referring to Yu Qiu, Yan Chen, and Dongfang Jingyu.
He could see that Yu Qiu and Yan Chen were just here to join in the fun!
Dongfang Jingyu, on the other hand, is a bit hard to understand.
Gu Wulan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You know what you are doing!"
If no one else said it, Yu Qiu must be his apprentice!
Xiao Xumo: "Let's take a look first."
In the arena.
The eleven people looked at each other.
No one moved first.
On the other hand, Jing Zhan's eyebrows were arrogant and he asked with a smile: "Do you guys from Fengyun Team want to deal with the three of us together?"
"Then let's go together." Nangong Junze said with a serious look.
Dongfang Jingyu raised his eyes slightly.
The handsome young man with braids tied into a high ponytail widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Who said our Fengyun team bullies those with more numbers?!"
Yu Qiu curled her lips in an evil manner, "There is no Fengyun Team in this arena. We are all fighting on our own!"
"Well said!"
Mo Jing tilted his head and smiled, then summoned a big knife and carried it lazily on his shoulder, looking gangster and nonchalant.
Yunzheng retracted his spear.
She looked around them with a slight smile on her lips, "Looking forward to fighting with you!"
Feng Xinglan had no expression on his face and said coldly: "Come on."
Not only the people present were stunned, but Nangong Junze and Jing Zhan also showed surprised looks.
They didn't believe it at first, but what happened next made them believe it completely.
Feng Xinglan went directly to Yunzheng and launched a big move from the beginning. His attitude seemed as if Yunzheng had some deep grudge against him.
The sword blades kept attacking Yunzheng one after another!
Yunzheng also summoned a beautiful silver sword and blocked it with his sword.
However, Feng Xinglan is obviously stronger than Yunzheng.
Yunzheng was beaten and retreated continuously. Her white courtyard clothes were also struck by the sword, and bright blood flowed from her arms.
Everyone was surprised. Aren't they the same team?
Why did you hit him so hard?
Not only the disciples were confused, but also the mentors, elders and deputy dean were confused.
'thorn'
Yunzheng's back was slashed with a sword. Although there was no deep visible bone, the injury was still serious.
A thought came to everyone's mind. It was so brave to dare to be a teammate with Feng Xinglan, but he was being used as a target every minute!
Nangong Junze and the others were also stunned.
At this time, Mo Jing quietly attacked Yunzheng from behind with a big knife!
Everyone gasped.
How much do you hate Yunzheng? !
Yunzheng turned sideways and avoided Mo Jing's attack.
Zhongli Wuyuan also joined the battle. He was not with anyone, but was an enemy of everyone!
"You didn't wait for me!" Yu Qiu quickly summoned the iron fan, jumped in, and joined the fighting circle.
Immediately, Nangong Qingqing and others also joined the battle.
In an instant, everyone saw Fengyun Team fighting in a melee!
It seems that they have no mercy!
There were several cracks and holes in the hard ring!
The level of ferocity is astonishing!
There are more or less scars on their bodies, and each one of them looks like a fighting madman!
Someone swallowed, "Are they in the same team? It seems like they have a big grudge!"
"Could it be that they have been holding grudges for a long time, so they vented them out in this freshman competition?"
"Are you having a fight?"
"I have to say, this is the most violent melee I have ever seen!"
"..."
Nangong Junze was stunned for a moment, but he didn't want to stand still. He looked at each other with Jing Zhan and joined the battle.
Dongfang Jingyu raised his eyes, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand, followed closely behind.
When the three of them entered the battle circle, they discovered that the various powerful forces in the battle circle were intertwined, making people feel uncomfortable.
Jing Zhan faced off against Mo Jing.
Dongfang Jingyu faced Zhongli Wuyuan.
Nangong Junze picked Feng Xinglan as his opponent to fight with him. After all, they were both princes of a superpower, with similar status and almost equal strength.
But when he fought with Feng Xinglan, he realized how sharp and crazy Feng Xinglan's swordsmanship was. He was fast and accurate, leaving no room for error.
Nangong Junze was caught off guard and was stabbed in the wrist. His expression became much more serious. Feng Xinglan's strength was several times stronger than he imagined.
The eleven people fought with each other, occasionally changing their opponents.
It was a great fight.
Of course, this is only for the people in Fengyun Team.
Mu Yin was the first to be eliminated. He was knocked out of the ring by Feng Xinglan.
The young boy Mu Yin had many scars on his body, and his clothes were in tatters due to various attacks. His expression was pale and tired, but his eyes were still full of energy.
Next, there was Yan Chen.
He was kicked in the butt by Yunzheng and knocked off the stage.
Yu Qiu and Nangong Qingqing stepped off the stage at the same time, followed by Dongfang Jingyu who was knocked off the stage by Mo Jing.
Half an hour later.
Zhongli Wuyuan was defeated by Jing Zhan and stepped down.
Feng Xinglan defeated Jing Zhan, while Nangong Junze was exhausted and was knocked off the ring by Yunzheng.
Now, only Yunzheng, Feng Xinglan, and Mo Jing are left in the arena.
At this time, Yunzheng took back the silver sword.
When Feng Xinglan and Mo Jing saw this, their pupils shrank, and a flash of intention flashed in their eyes.
It’s over, Yunzheng is going to play something big!
Yu Qiu and others who were under the ring laughed happily. Fortunately, they got off the ring, otherwise they would have been beaten to death.
Yunzheng raised his eyebrows, relaxed the muscles of his hands, and said in a cold voice with a hint of danger, "Lan, you were the one who beat me first just now, right?!"
Feng Xinglan silently took half a step back, and continued without blushing, "Mo Jing beat you first!"
"Feng Xinglan, it's obviously you!" Mo Jing was shocked for a moment and immediately accused.
Feng Xinglan: "I think I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest first. I'll let you fight first."
With that said, Feng Xinglan wanted to run away.
Who knew that Mo Jing was smarter, so he jumped off the ring without saying a word.
Mo Jing laughed proudly under the ring: "Hahaha... Lan, you should accept Ayun's punishment!"
Everyone: "..." Why did the development go wrong?
Aren't Feng Xinglan and Mo Jing very fierce at the beginning? !
Now it seems that both of them are quite afraid of Yunzheng who has no weapon in hand.
Everyone looked at the six people gathered under the ring whose clothes were in tatters and even stained with blood. Each of them was seriously injured.
And the injuries were all caused by them to each other.
"Ahem..." Mo Jing coughed up a mouthful of blood, lowered his eyes, wiped it casually with his sleeve, then continued to look at the people on the ring, laughing loudly, "Hahaha... Ayun Beat him quickly!”
Everyone's lips twitched: You're coughing up blood...
Mu Yin raised his hands excitedly: "Azheng, beat him!"
Yu Qiu's face was pale, but he still joked enthusiastically: "Lan, don't be afraid of her! I believe in your ability to withstand beatings!"
Nangong Qingqing was now wearing a coat and her hair was a little messy. She smiled and shouted: "If you can't be beaten to death, then beat me to death!"
Everyone: "..." Why did their goddess Nangong Qingqing become so violent?
Nangong Junze glanced at Nangong Qingqing unexpectedly, his eyes a little complicated.
Zhongli Wuyuan smiled: "Yuzheng, please take it easy."
Yan Chen took the pill and said with a smile: "Lan, you can't run away."
Everyone: "!"
Judging from their tone, it seems that Feng Xinglan will definitely lose?
Moreover, none of the people in this Fengyun team looked normal.
Yunzheng, who was in the ring, felt his temples twitching a few times when he heard what his friends said.
Yunzheng suddenly didn't want to beat Feng Xinglan anymore.
She lowered her eyes and said coyly, "How can I beat someone up if I'm such a gentle lady?"
"I surrender."
Before anyone present could react, Yunzheng jumped off the stage.
The movement was crisp and clear, without any hesitation.
Everyone was stunned: "?!"
Five vice-presidents: "..."
