I have a full-time hero system

Yuan Xiao kept smiling, sorry, the stimulant was used.

Proud index +875, +430, +569...

This value... Now Yuan Xiao looks down on it a bit.

After all, he is also a millionaire.

Alas, the students in the school are becoming more and more numb to the shock they brought.

I have to say, the two played pretty well.

They are all laymen, so in fact, they each fight in their own way.

Huang Feihu looked anxious for a while.

Sun Feiyu understood: "Don't delay any longer."

"Yes!" The young man on the ring received the order, gritted his teeth and charged forward.

There was an indiscriminate bombardment.

Bao Xiaocai was punched in the chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and staggered back.

There was a slight difference in strength between the two, and this punch could be said to have decided the outcome.

The young man raised his hand, wanting the referee to make a decision.

Unexpectedly, Bao Xiaocai was staggering over there, and suddenly a carp stiffened, and the whole person rushed over.

This is desperate.

While everyone exclaimed, Bao Xiaocai hit the opponent directly on the forehead with a hammer.

"Winter—" a muffled sound spread.

Everyone felt a pain in the flesh.

This move is not a move of a high-level warrior, but a method of fighting with rogues.

However, Bao Xiaocai was not a high martial artist in the first place.

Head hammer!It works.

The young man never dreamed of such a move, his eyes blurred, his whole mouth foamed and he fell down.

Bao Xiaocai was also dizzy, wandered around a few times, and fell down too.

The students sighed, just a little bit.

This round is a draw.

Yuan Xiao covered his face and asked someone to carry Bao Xiaocai back.

"Old...teacher..." He was still full of gold stars.

Yuan Xiao checked, but fortunately there was not much damage.

"In the future, you can't do such desperate things. If you lose, you will lose." Yuan Xiao gave instructions.

Just kidding, it's just a competition, not desperate.

In fact, it's not that Bao Xiaocai wants to risk his life. A teenager of this age has the most blood in his body.

Just normal basics.

Huang Feihu looked at the young man who was carried down, with a very ugly expression on his face.

The natural level of this appearance is not the highest.

Just to test.

However, I really didn't expect that Yuan Xiao's students were not weak.

Ten days ago, those people were clearly ordinary people.

How come the strength is so powerful all of a sudden.

The realm of the initial stage of the warrior, the entry level of a high warrior.

People with good aptitude, even if they start martial arts at the age of three, it will take a year or two to reach this level.

This is not reasonable!

There must be something he doesn't know.

Lu Feiqun also had a cold face: "It seems that we can't be careless in the next game."

Huang Feihu took a deep breath: "Elder Lu means..."

"We need morale." Lu Feiqun glanced at the agitated sect disciples, "We must win the next match.

Otherwise, the morale of the army alone will be shaken. "

Huang Feihu nodded: "Then let that person go, and let those laymen know what martial arts is."

Chapter 368 Let Your Entire Sect Be Buried With You

The victory in the first game undoubtedly brought great encouragement to Yuan Xiao.

Everyone's faces are filled with smiles.

Xia Wanqing smiled: "It seems that this high martial artist sect is nothing more than that."

Zhuoyou was eager to try: "It's my turn for the next game, at least let all the sophomores in high school see my glory."

As a man, being able to enter the ring is simply a dream in life.

Yuan Xiao warned: "The opponent must be very cautious in the second match, you have to be careful, you can't be brave."

Zhuo Zhuo smiled: "Don't worry, teacher, I'm an expert in computer technology. I'm just an amateur in this fight. If something goes wrong, I will immediately admit defeat."

Xia Wanqing despises: "Anyway, I have a bit of backbone."

Yuan Xiao is very satisfied with such an answer.

It's just a competition, not a life-and-death game, these are all students.

Over there with a sullen face, Huang Feihu announced the start of the second round.

Joyo came on stage with a bottle of DX Muscle Enhancer, he opened the cap and drank it.

Huang Feihu sneered: "I didn't expect Teacher Yuan Xiao to cheat."

Yuan Xiao shook his head: "That's not a stimulant, it's within a reasonable range."

High martial artist competitions allow some pills to be taken, which is different from sports competitions.

Stimulants are also okay.

Huang Feihu clapped his hands, and a disciple behind him jumped out and landed on the ring.

But he was a very thin young man, and he didn't seem to have much energy in the past.

Yuan Xiao frowned, his combat power jumped up and down, indicating that he had hidden part of his strength.

More importantly, he carried a heavy murderous aura on his body.

Just as he was about to stop the competition, the two of them had already started.

Excellent combat power is a thousand.

Yuan Xiao made an overall assessment based on the level of an entry-level high-level warrior.

He could also drink a few more bottles of enhancers, but he worried about causing too much gossip.

This kind of thing that can instantly increase combat effectiveness is probably what many people want.

Especially the military.

He wants to keep a low profile.

The figures on the ring swayed, and Zhuo Liang was evenly matched in the fight.

But a master like Yuan Xiao immediately saw that the other party was just teasing Zhuo Liang.

The strength is too high.

Excellence over there had the absolute upper hand, and he swung his palms together, ready to launch a fierce attack.

The students in Class [-] cheered in unison.

And Yuan Xiao's face changed instantly.

But after hearing the sound of "Kacha", the situation in the ring suddenly rose, and Zhuoyue bounced far away.

The sudden and unexpected change made the entire playground fall into silence.

Joyo fell to the ground, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his right hand was twisted, apparently broken.

Yuan Xiao stood up, this skinny tall warrior had a fighting power close to [-].

A high-level warrior at the peak of a warrior is far beyond the entry level.

"Wait a minute," he decided to end the competition, "Elder Huang, this person is not a new disciple."

"Sorry, he is," Huang Feihu smiled, "You can read his entry letter."

A piece of paper flew over, Yuan Xiao took a look, and it turned out that the date of the entry oath was five days ago.

This kind of introductory oath in the martial arts world is similar to a testimonial certificate, and cannot be forged.

Yuan Xiao understood immediately after thinking about it: "He turned out to be a casual cultivator."

Huang Feihu smiled.

That's right, this thin man turned out to be a casual cultivator with a certain foundation.

But he is indeed a new disciple who joined the sect five days ago.

You Yuanxiao has a stimulant, isn't this sect not prepared?

This is not a conspiracy, it can only be said that each has its own strategy.

"So," Huang Feihu shouted, "the game continues!"

Yuan Xiao's complexion rarely changed, he shouted: "Zhao Zhi, immediately..."

If you admit defeat, you can stop the loss in time.

but!

The thin tall martial artist was even faster. After approaching him, he grabbed Zhuoyou by the neck and lifted him up.

In this way, let alone admitting defeat, it is impossible to make a sound.

"You can take care of it." The skinny Gao Wuzhe punched violently, and Zhuoyou's left arm was also crippled.

Yuan Xiao: "..."

"Little high school student, how dare you be so crazy!" The thin man kicked again, crippling Zhuoyo's left and right legs.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly changed.

All the teachers and students in the school were stunned by this change.

Even Zhang Jianwei's mind went blank.

A high martial artist possesses power beyond comprehension by ordinary people.

While it can protect ordinary people, it can also be easily destroyed.

Once the power goes out of control, the consequences are unimaginable.

What the thin man grasped was the rules of the contest.

Normally, as a person in martial arts, he would not hit the students so hard.

But he is a casual cultivator and doesn't have much martial arts morality.

Victory and massacre are the most fundamental desires in his heart.

Huang Feihu and the others laughed, this is what they wanted.

This is the world of martial arts, not a place for laughing and joking.

However, a sudden chill enveloped the entire playground.