At the beginning of the game, the queen is drawn, and the queen is drawn.

How terrible is his muscle?

Every muscle was bulging so high that his shape became abnormal.

He is the principal of "Lingba High School", a man with a real martial arts blade—also known as "Man with Muscles"!

Compared with the obscurity of the great god Emon.

The reputation of the real swordsman is great.

He is known as "the ultimate flesh and blood"!

Also known as "Human Holy Spirit Nine-Star Imperial Spirit"!

He was in the era when "spirit warriors fight purely by spirit control".

He just walked out of a path of "sanctification of the flesh"!

His famous saying is: "Yu Ling? What is that? I don't need it!"

At this moment...

Just when everyone in the stadium changed color because of the changes in front of them.

The two of them looked indifferent.

It was as if nothing had happened at all.

"Principal! Stop them quickly!"

"Mr. Zhenwu, what happened to your 'Linglan'?"

"Damn it, stop it!"

The school leaders and teachers of "Dongrejing" shouted loudly.

On the other hand, look at the school leaders and teachers in the "Linglan".

They all sneered and looked at the leaders and teachers of "Dongrejing" coldly.

They are ready to move!

The chubby face of Great Immortal Emmon shuddered twice.

"Hohohoho."

"Rennan."

"So, it's this time?"

The real swordsman grinned, revealing his white teeth.

The muscles in his face were all bulging.

With such a grin, his appearance looks hideous and frightening.

"Kids are motivated."

"They actually want to play, so I'll play with them."

"And it's going to be 100 years soon. It's about time, isn't it?"

"I can't wait anyway."

After finishing speaking, he sent out a "hehehehe" smile.

Great Immortal Emmon sighed.

"100 years passed so quickly?"

"But Blade Man, you really know how to pick your time."

"Just this year..."

The real swordsman shook his head.

"The kids pick the time. Not me."

"But this year is also very good. Because I feel that this year is very lively."

"You know, I like to be lively!"

Because there is excitement, it often means that there is a fight - and he likes fighting the most!

The conversation between the two principals made everyone around them confused.

What are they talking about?

I can't understand it at all!

next second...

Both Daishenemon and Masamune stood up.

No one could see clearly how they stood up.

They seem to have completed the switch between "sit" and "stand" in an instant.

Immediately!

"Boys!"

"Girls!"

"And the teachers."

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Kill all the 'linglan people' you see."

"The real 'Dragon Tiger Games' has begun!"

This voice reverberated and circled over "Torekyo University".

No one who hears it will change color!

The real swordsman immediately shouted loudly.

"My children!"

"Burn your blood!"

"Kill all the 'Dongrejing people'!"

"Be the strong one who survives to the end!"

If too big, the voice of Senemon is echoing in everyone's ears.

The real swordsman's voice just exploded in everyone's mind!

Immediately...

When most people are in a state of ignorance.

The great god Senemon and the true martial artist disappeared at the same time.

where did they go

What are they going to do?

No one knows.

Soon, the auditorium instantly turned into a battlefield for fighting.

Shout out!

Magic circles of various colors are drawn.

Various forms of imperial spirits were also summoned.

Various spirit-controlling skills were also displayed one after another.

Yin Zhi, who is in the rest area of ​​Class 8 for three years, sees all this...

"day!"

"Did you make a mistake?"

"Are these groups of people crazy?"

Immediately, Yin Zhi's eyes fell on Erlong Shazhi who was lying on the stage.

A punch punched a hole in the center of her chest.

Dead is not dead...

"Peak King" physique, vitality is quite tenacious.

But the injury was also very serious.

If her wounds can't heal faster than the blood loss, she will still die.

However, the bones in her chest were all shattered, how could the speed of self-healing be so fast?

"Ugh!"

"Come on, who made you my student?"

"A dishonest student is still a student."

"And I was the one who forced you to participate in this sports meeting."

"I can't just watch you die, can I?"

Yin Zhi grumbled in his heart, and ran towards Erleng Shazhi.

"go to hell!"

Suddenly, there was a murderous roar.

Yin Zhi was also reminded to "obtain 1000 and [-] million killing hearts".

It was a teacher from "Linglan High School" who killed him.

"Stay aside."

Snapped! !

Yin Zhi slapped him directly and slapped him to the ground.

That guy's imperial spirit immediately dissipated.

The man was sobbing on the ground, spitting out something mixed with blood and white foam.

Yin Zhi came to the ring.

Erleng Shazhi, still breathing heavily, stared at Yin Zhi with painfully wide eyes.

"Old... teacher..."

"Save...Save..."

The tears fell straight away, how could there be any frenzy in the past?

"Be patient."

Yin Zhi picked her up and returned to the rest area.

Then the "White Empress" was summoned.

Ask her to prick a needle into the two-row gauze weaving body.

One injection, the effect is immediate!

The hole in the chest increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His face, which was originally pale due to blood loss, quickly turned red.

Erleng Shazhi immediately beamed with joy, and looked at Yin Zhi with complicated eyes.

This "Teacher Yizhu" doesn't seem so disgusting...

Suddenly, Yin Zhi heard screams of anger and pain.

Turning his head to look, it was the Weaving Son who was besieged by several "Linglan" boys.

The situation is precarious!