Travel Frog: Start Burning Fruit

The third game, the key battle.

As long as he wins this match, then Liu Xia is confident that Class B2 will win this match.

At this moment, all the pressure from class B2 came to Hou Cheng.

Opponent Yang Yong, B-level strength, ranked in the top five in B1 class, an absolute formidable enemy.

He didn't dare to be careless, and he threw out his gloves as soon as he entered the field, and his whole body tensed up in an attacking posture.

"Don't be nervous, the competition will end soon!"

Yang Yong grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

Suddenly, Yang Yong's momentum froze, and then the sword came out of its sheath, and slashed fiercely in the air. The sword energy went towards Hou Cheng with a lingering aura.

The power revealed by this blow, Yang Yong's strength was approaching the peak of B-level, which made Hou Cheng's pupils shrink slightly.

However, he is not easy to bully.

Hou Cheng's body bounced back like a cannonball to dodge, and the sword energy hit the air, hitting the ground and blasting a big crater.

Seeing that the attack missed, Yang Yong accelerated his speed and rushed forward again.

Hou Cheng didn't expect the opponent's attack to be so decisive, and he didn't even adjust his posture. In his panic, he could only cross his hands and clasp his fists to block his chest.

In the beginning, the two will try their best, as if they are desperately rhythmic.

Although Hou Cheng's fists could accurately block every sword strike of Yang Yong.

However, the gap in strength is still very obvious.

Judging from Liu Xia's perspective, if Hou Cheng can't change the rhythm of being passively beaten, then the failure will only take ten minutes.

At this time, Hou Cheng clearly felt his situation.Under the condition that the opponent has enough aura, he must have exhausted his aura first.

Fight!

Hou Cheng's eyes froze suddenly, he gave up his defense, and a ball of golden aura condensed on his right fist, with a frightening aura.

"The golden tiger roars!"

Hou Cheng let Yang Yong's long sword pick out bloody arrows on his body, and smashed Yang Yong's heart with his right hand without wavering.

Ok?
Yang Yong's face changed drastically, he didn't expect that Hou Cheng wanted to hurt both sides.

But when he wanted to escape, he realized it was too late.

After thinking for just a moment, Yang Yong no longer dodged, but his spiritual energy gathered on the sword body, making up his mind that both sides would suffer.

boom!
Pfft!

The long sword pierced Hou Cheng's shoulder, and his fist hit Yang Yong's chest hard.

The two flew backwards respectively, and their bodies fell heavily, splashing a burst of smoke and dust.

Hou Cheng was so ruthless that he dared to fight Yang Yong desperately.

Liu Xia secretly admired in her heart.

Liao Bihua and Lan Xiaoxiao were also surprised. Is this the Hou Cheng we know?
On weekdays, he is extremely lazy, greedy for life and afraid of death.

Just now, he dared to face the result of losing both sides, and he just broke the suppressed situation.

This is really beyond the cognition of the two women.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yang Yong struggled to support himself up. The severe pain in his chest made him breathe a little bit harder, and he would feel the pain like tearing.

Similarly, Hou Cheng's side is not much better.

Just now, Yang Yong's sword tip was slightly turned to one side, avoiding Hou Cheng's vital point.

Otherwise, Hou Cheng would be a corpse now.

"Hou Cheng, right? You're so ruthless!"

Yang Yong changed his arrogant expression just now, and his words became more respectful.

After all, in this world, the strong are respected.Only the strong can gain respect.

"Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters. I am very professional!"

As he spoke, Hou Cheng glanced at the pierced left shoulder, still showing a relaxed smile.

He tried to tighten his left fist, and found that the sword had penetrated his shoulder blade, and his entire arm was completely useless.

"In this case, it will be difficult to fight down!" Hou Cheng said silently in his heart.

I saw Yang Yong stand up slowly, the breath in his whole body gradually restrained, and the atmosphere on the stage suddenly became oppressive.

Like the calm before the storm, both of them stared at each other without saying a word.

"Sword Rain!"

Yang Yong divided the long sword into three parts, three parts into nine parts, and nine parts into 27 parts.

Immediately Yang Yong pointed his right hand, and the long sword attacked Hou Cheng like a rainstorm.

rumbling...

In an instant, the ground was pitted by the long sword.In the rain of swords, Hou Cheng managed to dodge, but was still hit twice, bleeding continuously.

If Hou Cheng hadn't been injured, there was still a chance to dodge.But after being stabbed in the shoulder just now, his movement was indeed affected a lot.

Seeing this scene, Yin Sen could finally let go of his heart.

From the beginning to the present, Yang Yong has not made any mistakes.That's why Hou Cheng was in such a mess.

"Okay, it's over!"

Yang Yong's body turned into an afterimage, and the tip of the sword flashed in the air with a cold light.

But at this time Hou Cheng, when he avoided the sword rain just now, almost used up all his spiritual energy.

It is futile to want to fight back.

Fight!

Seeing the long sword that was about to stab him, Hou Cheng stood up abruptly, shouted and went straight to meet him.

Accompanied by the loud shout, Hou Cheng directly faced the long sword, and then let the long sword penetrate his right shoulder, and flew his body backward.

Won!

Zhou Hang was overjoyed.

The left and right shoulders were pierced by Yang Yong. Even if he had the hole cards, he would lose this time.

First win.

On the other side, Liu Xia looked at Hou Cheng whose arms were covered in blood and whose face was grim because of the pain, and couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart.

When Yang Yong used Sword Rain, Liu Xia knew that Hou Cheng was still relatively weak.

It seems that Song Ling'er has to think of a way for the picture scroll in her hand.

Just when everyone thought that the dust of the competition had settled, Hou Cheng, who was pushed to the edge of the competition stage, suddenly rushed forward and hugged Yang Yong.

Since he took the initiative to rush forward, the damage of the long sword to him increased again.

Hou Cheng's hard work frightened Yang Yong into a daze.

Someone even hit the sword by himself!
Before Yang Yong recovered his senses, he found that his body lifted up with a force, and then the time in front of him was spinning, and finally his gaze gradually fell from the stage to the stage.

thump!
Hou Cheng hugged Yang Yong, and the two fell off the edge of the competition platform.

"Yang Yong!"

"Hou Cheng!"

Companions on both sides shouted loudly.

Yang Yong got up and looked at Hou Cheng with complicated eyes.

At this time, his arms were covered with blood, his face was covered with sweat, and he looked very embarrassed.

"You are ruthless!"

Hou Cheng grinned slightly, but even such a small movement would make him feel extremely stinging.

"I can't beat you, but it's okay to take you down."

Song Ling'er led the crowd and hurried to Hou Cheng's side, took out the elixir for him to drink.

"The money that hasn't been warmed up will be returned, I'm a bit reluctant!"

Seeing Liu Xia coming, Hou Cheng pretended to be sad and said.

"It's okay, just try your best." Liu Xia replied lightly.

"Yes! Just do your best."

"But, I'm not convinced..."

Vaguely, Liu Xia saw the laughing Hou Cheng, and the corners of Liu Xia's eyes shone slightly.

"This time, it's a draw!"

"Let's invite the fourth round of students to play!"

After confirming that Hou Cheng's life was not in danger, the referee announced the result of the competition.

Although he failed to win this competition, only Liu Xia was left in class B2.

If the last D-level student is taken down, Class B1 will be able to judge the victory as no one on the field.

Liu Xia got up slowly, ready to step onto the stage.

"The last game, I'm up!"