Once upon a time there was a demon pass

A muffled sound.

A few spikes suddenly appeared on Wang Yu's shoulders. With the peak strength, the sandbag only lasted for a second before dissipating in midair.

But Wang Yu's face suddenly turned pale.

Obviously, the anti-injury effect also had a great impact on him.

But the momentum continues.

It's just that the speed has dropped a lot.

But according to this situation, the final result can only be that Zhao Zicheng is seriously injured and Wang Yu wins.

Everyone who watched the game for two days had already predicted the result in advance.

But Zhao Zicheng, who had never acted before, suddenly moved.

Just a slight step back with the left leg.

The right leg, still in a cast, remained in place.

The body turned slightly in an arc.

The sharp thorn would have been inserted into his shoulder, but now it ran across his chest, creating a hideous wound.

but...

Wang Yu's momentum has also completely stopped.

Zhao Zicheng stood up with a slightly pale face, threw the crutch in his hand, and took out a dagger from his waist. He didn't care about his chest injury at all, turned around staggeringly, lifted his leg covered with plaster and steel plate, and kicked at Wang Yu who was facing away from him. The crook of the knee.

A muffled sound.

Wang Yu knelt on the ground, and Zhao Zicheng, who had lost his crutches, lost his center of gravity and also fell down.

But it happened to be on Wang Yu's body.

The dagger was against his neck.

On the chest, blood was still dripping on Wang Yu's face.

"you lose."

Zhao Zicheng said with a blank face, motionless.

"Mo Academy, win!"

Accompanied by Xu Yuanqing's voice, Zhao Zicheng's body instantly went limp, and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath. Instead of looking at Wang Yu who was silent, he struggled to get up and looked at the auditorium: "Master, I will kill you!" I have seen more cults than you have ever seen!"

"If it wasn't for the leg injury, would you still use Boss Yu?"

"This freshman competition, I swept it myself!"

"I just want to use the easiest way to win, let me show you what you can do."

"Ah..."

A sarcastic smile echoed in the venue.

The auditorium was completely silent.

Including the barrage in the live broadcast room, the screen was swiped.

"Wow, I suddenly feel that he is a bit handsome, can I help him?"

"It's hopeless, take it away."

"Mo Academy is still awesome!"

"Oh, it's just opportunistic."

Bullet screens were fired one after another, but it is undeniable that the effect of Zhao Zicheng's seemingly hopeless turnaround was sensational.

Especially the scene where the chest was seriously injured and the expressionless face made people realize the decisive side of Mo Academy.

Even Sun Wen and the others who were watching the live broadcast in Mo Academy were a little dumbfounded.

look at each other.

"When did Lao Zhao...be so brave?"

"This is a real hit."

"Tsk tsk, what's the matter with suddenly feeling a little hot-blooded?"

"Me too!"

"Wang Wang!"

For a while, everyone sighed.

Looking at the weak, sick and disabled in this room, there is only helplessness left.

Until I heard Zhao Zicheng's wailing...

"Oh, I rub it, it hurts me to death."

"Medical staff!"

"Although I acted a little heroically, I do feel pain!"

"hiss..."

"I feel like I'm going to lose a lot of blood right away and I'm going to die."

Zhao Zicheng fell to the ground, crying weakly.

Not far away, two sluggish medical staff trotted over in a hurry, carried the wailing Zhao Zicheng onto the stretcher, and trotted away.

Just now, seeing this guy's pretentious posture, he didn't mean to be seriously injured at all.

As a result, they even ignored the bloody wound on Zhao Zicheng's chest for a while, and only cared about feeling, "The people who came out of the Mo Academy are indeed men."

Wang Yu looked at Zhao Zicheng's leaving direction in confusion.

Touching the warm blood on his face, his expression was complicated.

Speaking of which, apart from the one hit by the shock, he hardly suffered any other injuries.

But compared with Zhao Zicheng, he lost so thoroughly.

In the real life-and-death fight, he may have already been reduced to a cold corpse.

And Zhao Zicheng still has a broken leg.

leave silently.

This competition for freshmen has brought too much insight to these arrogances who have just entered the academy.

It will also lay a solid foundation for their future growth path.

Perhaps, this is one of the reasons for holding freshman competitions in the past.

Only by walking the road full of thorns can we see better scenery.

"Old Yuan, how about two battles in Mo Academy?"

Xu Yuanqing looked at Yuan Qingshan and asked.

Yuan Qingshan thought for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Yes, but we need to pick a stronger opponent."

"random."

"Even if Wu Qianqiu, Han Jue, Li Yihan and others go together, so what?"

At this moment, Xu Yuanqing was full of pride and smiled freely.

Yuan Qingshan lowered his head, entered Yu Sheng's number on the phone, and searched on the list.

"Zhu Jin."

"It's also from Lingwu Academy."

"The level of the top twenty, Xiao Xu, self-confidence is a good thing, but if the boat capsizes in the gutter, your Mo Academy will fall."

Xu Yuanqing smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

Just two words represent absolute confidence in the rest of my life.

All eyes gathered.

Seeing that the next person to play was still a member of the Mo Academy, everyone discussed in low voices.

After all, according to what Zhao Zicheng said before, Yu Sheng seems to be the strongest one.

It just looks a little thin, and it doesn't look like it is particularly capable of fighting.

And when he walks, he still bends his waist slightly, and his momentum is a little weaker. He doesn't have the spirit of other Tianjiao's young people with their chests up and their heads up.

Even when walking, they will subconsciously look for some shadows.

Try to avoid the audience, the camera's line of sight.

In the end, he walked slowly onto the ring, not standing in the center, but standing on the edge of the corner, waiting quietly.

It is easy to be overlooked. When not reading quotations or talking about cross talk, there is no sense of existence.

Even when he really said those shameful things, he remained expressionless, and only used it as a tool to earn gray gas for himself.

In fact, if you analyze it carefully, Yu Sheng can be said to have changed a lot, or it can be said... not much has changed.

It was as if, from the very beginning, he knew that if he wanted to live, if he wanted to kill someone, he would kill him.

After that, robbery and extortion can make money, so go to robbery and extortion.

But now, if you talk about cross talk and read quotations, you can get gray gas, so let's talk.

Just like a few months ago, in the abandoned factory, facing Wang Wenxuan's hidden camera, he recited his lines aloud in exchange for rewards.

Although the form is slightly different, in the end, it is still the same.

The rest of my life is always the rest of my life.

Perhaps the biggest difference is that he started to talk more with Zhao Zicheng, Sun Wen and others, and tried to accept more people.