"Sorry, I seem to be late."
The fit young man walked through the crowd and came to stand in front of Anwar. He has curly brown hair and rare light green eyes.
The young man had a smile on his face, and his every move showed a kind of confidence, extreme confidence.
Lionheart Vice President, Brad Williams.
Now the three people who are most capable of vying for the position of president of the Lion Heart Society have gathered together, and the situation has changed from the original Chu-He-Han realm to a tripartite one.
"Since I said free selection, every Lionheart member has a chance to come up."
Anwar waved his hand indifferently, but if three people compete on the same stage, some of the previously established rules may have to be changed.
Another person in the student group raised his hand, attracting Anwar's attention.
A handsome boy in a green robe is holding a white paper folding fan.
"I wonder what Mr. Li thinks?"
Regardless of his status as an honorary member or his record of personally defeating Caesar, Li Longyuan's opinions are worthy of his careful consideration.
"I have a way to make it easier for everyone to take the three-level exam."
said the boy.
"any solution?"
Anwar asked curiously.
"It's very simple. All three of them can fight with me together."
Li Longyuan shook off the folding fan and calmly calmed down.
Everyone around him looked at each other, not knowing whether to call him arrogant or something else.
"I agree."
Brad didn't seem to be insulted, but agreed with interest. Anwar was not even given a chance to speak.
Lancelot nodded immediately. No matter where this guy came from, it would be clear after a fight.
Chu Zihang held Cun Yu without any reaction. He was used to Junior Brother Li's shocking words.
"Then come on, you can come together or one by one."
Li Longyuan put away his folding fan and drew the line in a graceful manner.
The members of the Lionheart Club who came to watch the ceremony retreated to the edge one after another, leaving the spacious venue to the four of them. There was no doubt that there was some curiosity and excitement in their eyes.
"Junior Li, please be careful."
Perhaps it was the first time he met Li Yongyuan in person. Brad greeted him politely and then came forward with his bare hands, his posture as strong as a cheetah.
"Snapped!"
The sound of powerful blows resounded in the air, and the folding fan in Li Longyuan's hand turned into a brilliant light and shadow, hitting his outstretched forearm, and a red mark was clearly visible.
This paper fan, with its ribs made of sandalwood, does not appear to be fragile as it appears, but rather appears to be quite tough.
The man who missed the hit grinned as if in pain, but the smile on his lips grew stronger.
"Come again."
Brad waved his hand, and a white figure flashed past beside him.
With just a little effort, Lancelot was already in front of Li Yongyuan, his trousers and shirt not restricting his movements.
The young man in green shirt lifted his foot, swept his long legs out, and hit Lancelot's blocking arms hard. He only felt as if he was hit by a cannonball and took a few steps back. The meridians in his arms were only numb.
Li Longyuan smiled and shook off the folding fan, still looking calm and calm during the battle.
A slender Japanese sword slashed vertically from between the two of them, and a figure leapt into the sky, showing a jumping height that was completely higher than that of an ordinary person, completely breaking Li Yongyuan's leisurely mood.
The folding fan in the young man's hand was spinning rapidly, and an ink painting of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers was completely spread out in front of the audience. But there is a murderous intention hidden under this gorgeous country.
The sharp tip of the knife touched the fan and went straight to Li Longyuan's throat.
The young man just stretched out a slender finger as white as jade and flicked it lightly on the shiny silver blade.
The long and narrow blade made of jade steel vibrated at extremely high speeds like a spring leaf being turned. The strength is far more amazing than it appears on the surface.
Even Chu Zihang's hand holding the knife was a little unstable for a moment.
Li Yongyuan keenly grasped this opportunity, raised his kick and kicked the wrist of his right hand holding the knife, and Slender Murasame flew out spinning.
But before it completely fell out of the field, it was caught by another hand in the air and then cut across.
The "demon sword" made a shrill whistling sound as it split the air at an extremely fast speed. A bright silver arc spread out in an instant, and the sword's light suddenly appeared.
Even a piece of steel or iron will be smoothly cut into two pieces by this extreme speed and force.
The young man in green shirt just hit his left foot hard and leaned back. No matter how fast and powerful his sword skills were, it was just talk if he couldn't touch anyone.
Brad moved forward again and raised the long knife. Li Longyuan shook the folding fan in his hand and still kept his posture of leaning back at 45 degrees. His toes did not move, but his upper body spun quickly like a windmill, and he nimbly dodged the knife.
Perhaps he was shocked by Li Yongyuan's strange gestures and movements. The tall vice president of the Lion Heart Club didn't know what approach to take.
But the young man in green shirt who was already close didn't give him a chance to react. He just put his fingers together and punched, and the guy fell back with a dull sound.
All this happened in such a flash that when Lanlost rushed up, he met Brad who was retreating.
He stretched out his hand, ready to catch Brad's body, but the inertia of this retreat was far heavier than expected, and the terrifying force caused his forward body to stagnate.
Chu Zihang passed by him and waved his long fist.
The knuckles of the five fingers protruded, and the clenched fingers turned slightly white from exertion.
"The strength is good."
Just when such a fierce punch was about to be struck, it was caught by a wide-open palm, and a smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth.
The fist that was thrown did not score even half a point.
Chu Zihang only felt that his right fist was hitting a copper mountain and an iron wall. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake even a bit.
Not to be outdone, Lancelot rushed forward. Since it was a school test, he certainly couldn't lag behind.
So Li Longyuan changed his tactics accordingly. When he released his fingers, he turned his palm into a knife and cut hard on the elbow he was pushing against.
The crowd of onlookers looked at Li Yongyuan, who was fighting one against two, and was speechless.
Without the use of word spirits and weapons, it is difficult to defeat two A-level hybrids in this situation with only the physical fitness and fighting skills of the hybrids, even if it is the academy's previous record of S-class hybrids. Join forces.
But now, Li Longyuan not only had an advantage in the battle, but there was even the vice-president of their Lion Heart Club lying on the ground, an absolute elite.
Indeed, nothing is more convincing than seeing it with one's own eyes. In comparison with this young man in green shirt, the three candidates for president seem a bit redundant.
The fight on the field will not stop because of the change of people's minds. Lancelot has practiced Savate (French kickboxing) for a long time, which uses his hands and feet as weapons and combines boxing elements with kicking techniques.
His offensive moves are extremely fierce and fierce, and every time he raises his leg and punches, his shirt will make a sound.
