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Chapter 152 Fang Seven!

"Damn, Yun Su is too pretentious, just let others admit defeat."

Liu Yiyi couldn't help but curse inwardly, he was jealous of pretending to be so slut in front of so many people, and he was so jealous!

This was in front of the whole school, and the school leaders and many sophomore warriors were staring at it. Yun Su pretended to be such a big pussy as soon as he got up.

"This is a tactical deterrence. Although he has mastered the skill level specialization, if every opponent fights with him, Yun Su will also be in trouble. It is better to show off his strength directly, deter the opponent and let him automatically admit defeat."

Qin Mo understood it. He understood that even a warrior like Yun Su who had mastered skills and specialized in comprehension skills, he would not dare to be careless in the face of so many opponents left. He first used his strength to intimidate some people and force them to admit defeat.

True strength must be used to deal with new warriors who are similar to his strength.

Yun Su's opponent was a warrior from the 16th squad of the fourth round. He had mastered the swordsman's specialty, and he entered the fifth round and defeated four warriors in a row.

But now, he was shocked by Yun Su.

If he refuses to give up, he uses the strongest means. Wuji Sword Saint's sword skills are known for his speed. If he cooperates with Wuji Sword, his power is not something he can resist.

It is very likely that the guardian teacher cannot protect him in time.

After all, it takes time to protect the teacher to put shields on them.

"I admit defeat." The warrior gritted his teeth and finally chose to give up.

He could feel the terrifying edge exposed on Yun Su's body, which was a sharp edge that could cut open the combat suit at any time and easily cut into his flesh and blood.

shudder!

Under this pressure, he finally chose to admit defeat.

Wow!

An exclaim immediately broke out in the martial arts hall, saying that this was the first warrior to admit defeat.

"It's so useless. It's simply a shame for our Class 16. I gave in before I even beat him."

A young warrior with a prominent eyebrow and glasses frowned and said dissatisfied. He was a freshman in Class 16. He finally saw two of his team breaking into the last round. But he didn't know that before he could fight, one of them gave in first.

"Don't talk big, go up and try it. That's Yun Su. He was already famous in Yangzhou before entering Jiangnan Martial Arts. He understood the Wuji Sword Way. Who dares to fight with him in his freshman life?"

As a result, someone soon criticized him and understood the skill-level specialization, especially this skill-level specialization that can greatly increase practical combat abilities, which is not something ordinary warriors can resist.

"Indeed, Wuji Swordsman can attach spiritual energy to the sword blade, and its lethality and speed are greatly enhanced. Unless it is a warrior who understands the rune of the Exile Blade, he will probably be taken away in one encounter."

Another warrior calmly analyzed.

"You know what you know." Yun Su's sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. The first place in this freshman exchange competition was theirs.

The fifth round of the competition continued to begin. The last warrior in Class 2 was named Liu Feng, who had learned three kinds of elite heroic specialties and majored in the Monkey King Stick Martial Arts Specialties.

But he didn't understand the skill level specialization!

"Surrender!" Yun Su carried his hands behind his back, full of anger.

"Fight!" Liu Feng tightly held the mountain-shaped black iron rod made of alloy and monster bone powder in his hand. He could not surrender because he was the only one in Class 2!

Chih--

Yun Su didn't say much, and moved when Liu Feng refused to surrender. He held the light sword in both hands, turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Liu Feng in an instant.

"So fast!"

Too fast!

Liu Feng felt a flash of light hunting sword wrapped in psychic energy flashed by, and a sword shadow came in an instant!

The terrifying sword light that made his hair stand up all over his body make Liu Feng wake up instantly.

Stick method, sweep!

Liu Feng knew that he could not sit and wait for death, so the huge mountain-level iron stick in his hand swept towards Yunsu. He wanted to prove his strength and comprehend the three heroic specialties, so that his fist strength reached 4,000KG. With one stick, ordinary silver warriors could not resist it.

"If you don't understand the skill level specialization, you may not be your opponent." Liu Feng growled, and the tendons on his arms burst out, and he used his full strength to launch this attack!

boom!!!

The pitch-black iron rod brought out a phantom in the air, swept towards Yunsu, and the air burst into flames.

The sound of tearing with cold luster and breaking through the air made everyone in the martial arts hall feel that Liu Feng's stick could easily sweep off the spine and limbs of a silver warrior.

bump--

However, when the sweeping stick hit Yunsu's sword blade, Liu Feng felt an irresistible force instantly squeezing on his wrist, like a sword blade composed of psychic energy, penetrating the iron rod made of alloy and monster bone powder, and cutting it on his wrist.

The mountain-shaped iron rod flew out directly.

"What!"

Liu Feng's face changed drastically.

"Chi" the sword blade flashed with green light, penetrated the shadow of the stick and passed through Liu Feng's body. Under this sword, the combat uniform was like a piece of torn iron sheet.

Liu Feng could clearly feel the feeling of the sword blade cutting into his flesh and blood!

Blood sprayed!

"Enough!" The guardian teacher Zhu Bai immediately intervened, and with his sudden waving of his sleeve, the spiritual energy quickly condensed in front of Liu Feng. A white defensive shield appeared on Liu Feng, which was the Storm Eye of the Storm Wrath's skill-level specialty.

But no matter how fast the guardian teacher rescued him, Yun Su's sword carrying the enhancement of Wuji Sword Dao had already made everyone take a breath.

In the hole that was deeply pulled out from Liu Feng's armpit, blood kept gushing.

One move, the winner will be decided!

This is the terrifying thing that has mastered the skill level specialization of Wuji Sword. Ordinary warriors cannot resist it at all.

"Damn, how could he be so strong?!"

"How can I fight this? A warrior who has not mastered the skill level specialization can't fight with him. Qin Mo, you should surrender too."

In the lounge, Liu Yiyi, Zhai Sifan and others saw this scene, and their faces changed drastically, and they said.

They knew that Yun Su, who had mastered skill level specialization, must be better than Liu Feng, but no one expected that Liu Feng could not even catch Yun Su's move!

Even the combat uniform cannot defend against the attack of Wuji Jiandao.

They knew that Qin Mo had comprehended the Thunder Specialty, but the elite Thunder Specialty could not attack from the body, and he could not get close to Yunsu!

...

In the audience seats of the Martial Arts Hall, all the audiences were silent at this moment.

With just one blow, Yun Su defeated Liu Feng, the strongest freshman in Class 2.

Strength is not on the same level.

The freshmen were hugging each other and cheering without any scruples. Yunsu's strength made them understand that the first place in the freshmen exchange competition was very likely to belong to Yunsu, and the first class where Yunsu was located.

One thousand credits, I just got it like this, as if I met a god-level teammate in the promotion competition of the League of Legends practice field and won.

Cool!

"I gave him the chance to surrender." Yun Su put away the hunting light sword, like a bloodthirsty swordsman, without any sensation.

The guardian teacher took Liu Feng down to treat him with specialized treatment.

Although the injury is very serious, it does not hurt the key parts. It can be cured with therapeutic specialties, which is more consuming.

The last warrior in Class 3 was a warrior who specialized in gun martial arts. He was confident that he could compete for the first place in the freshman exchange competition, but now, he decisively chose to admit defeat.

There is no way, and I will not admit defeat. In order to quickly resolve the battle, Yunsu may take a heavy move. Even if there is a guardian teacher, they cannot guarantee their safety.

Class 4, admit defeat!

Class 5 also chose to admit defeat!

"I admit defeat too." In the martial arts hall, Wu Yunlei, the last warrior of Class 6, had already walked up with his weapons, but when he faced Yun Su and the sharp breath, he suddenly remembered the scene of Yun Su defeating Liu Feng, and the words turned into surrender.

Five surrenders in one battle!!!

At this moment, the words Yunsu are like a spell imprinted in front of every new warrior, in his mind, and in his heart.

"Why have you surrendered? In this freshman exchange competition, should Yunsu win the first place without fighting?"

Below the fighting stage, in the first row of the audience, a school director sitting next to Principal Tang frowned and said.

Not to mention that no one can beat Yunsu, starting from Class 3, there were not even new warriors who fought Yunsu.

"This class of freshmen is very poor in strength." Another female school director in her forties was also very disappointed. The freshmen were poor in strength, so they were likely to fall behind the martial arts universities in other provinces.

"Don't be anxious." Principal Tang said with his eyes narrowed, with no slight slight swelling on his face.

"By the way, who's the turn of the next class?"
Chapter completed!
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