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Chapter 102: Winning Glory

Three days later, the combat skills competition was held as scheduled, and the competition of the low-level group was still in this imperial-level fighting arena.

When the martial arts practitioners dressed in black academy costume stepped into the lobby gate, the mockery and discussion in the hall suddenly broke out.

"Haha, I'm dressed so well. Did you know that this is the last battle?"

"I know I lost, but I still have to come. I have to embarrass people and make a fool of myself. I really don't know what these guys think."

...

Zhan Xiaoyao had a plain expression and took the lead. All the students in the martial arts sects looked calm and looked straight, and walked forward neatly.

After entering the arena, mockery and discussion burst out again, but the martial arts Academy was surprisingly calm and completely endured it.

It’s not that the students didn’t want to talk back, but they still recalled the previous scene in their minds:

When I was learned that I was going to fight the first battle with Piaomiao Academy, the students of the Wushu Academy had already guessed the purpose of Piaomiao Academy.

In the deputy position competition, Piaomiao Academy has been releasing the waters, in order to humiliate Xiuwu in front of everyone in today's combat skills competition.

The students and martial arts scholars who were already a little happy all smiled bitterly and were dejected.

"It's better to give up. Rather than being beaten up by Piaomiao Sect, we might as well give up. Our deputy team competition will show our face."

"Yes, yes. When you fight with Piaomiao Sect, you won't get any points at all. You will definitely be at the bottom. If you lose, you will be eliminated."

Just when the students were about to give up, Zhan Xiaoyao, dressed in slender black dean's costume, walked slowly.

"I have to give up before the competition, where is the spirit of a warrior in you?"

With a cold shout, a faint breath came: "We came to Fengyun City and were already standing in front of everyone. Are we just being humiliated and scolded, and fled without fighting in shame? Shame! Great humiliation."

Zhan Xiaoyao Lingling's shouting made the students lower their heads.

"You have been fighting with strange beasts for more than a year to train. Even today, you will be waiting for today, and you will be glorious to lose, and you will be glorious to lose. As long as you have a breath, we will fight. This unyielding fighting spirit will make the opponent frightened and scared.

Let everyone in Fengyun City know that we are not cowards or bullied by others. Today is the time to test you, and when we fight back to back with our teammates as each other, I believe that your teammates are just a low-level beast. The more you look down on you, the more you have the chance to succeed. Throw your anger on their faces of mocking you, and vent your anger before their insulting your lips. Prove to the world with a high attitude that you dare to fight."

The sonorous words make people feel new and exciting, passionate and full of fighting spirit.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!!!"

A team of dozens of people actually burst out with a deafening momentum.

"Dear contestants and monks who came to watch the game, today is the first day for many academies in the mortal world to compete for rankings and move towards the championship. It is also the most exciting and exciting competition for combat skills. Whether it is martial arts or martial arts, you will be left with wonderful figures here. I wish all academies can achieve gratifying results. I will announce the start of the combat skills competition."

Although the audience is full of visitors, they are all people with low-level cultivation. Most of them are family forces of students. The Dharma cultivation accounts for the vast majority, and there are very few warriors.

"Next, please invite the students from Xiuwu Academy and Piaomiao Academy to come.

On the field, five-person team fighting skills.”

The noisy discussion stopped.

Zhan Xiaoyao looked at the five students and nodded slightly: "At this moment, it is time to vent your anger. I've been so depressed for so many days, so I'll vent my heart."

Zeng Rourou's eyes rose into strange colors that had never been seen before, and he nodded fiercely.

Little girl, she has grown up. Xiaotian will definitely be very pleased to see it. Zhan Xiaoyao watched the students walk towards the arena.

"Hmph. The martial arts academy actually sent female students. Doesn't that boy know that women are weak in martial arts?" Tan Ruoxu stood by the window and looked at the arena with a wing on his face.

"Mr. Tan, what's there to see? Just wait, I won the Piaomiao Academy with just one cup of tea."

There are only three students in the Wushu Academy who are at the ninth level, and the other two are at the eighth level. The five students in the Piaomiao Academy are all at the ninth level of the Three Spirit Pearl.

Five Piaomiao students stood scattered, and Ling Ling's magic aura surged and attacked the martial arts practitioners.

Various wood-attribute spells are stacked, sometimes mixed with water and fire-attribute spells.

Duan Yanrong and Xiao Mingrui were nervous and stared at the competition in the field with their eyes.

It was the old god Zhan Xiaoyao who was catching sight of him. Although there were many female cultivators all over the field, and although there were many outstanding figures, none of them could see Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes.

Ice and Snow Academy went to another imperial court to participate in the advanced group competition.

The beauty who was not as pleasing to the eyes was feasted, Zhan Xiaoyao closed his eyes and took a nap.

The endless spells were strange and changeable, which made the Xiuwu practitioners a little restrained. The battle was immediately in a passive defensive state.

call out!

A male student with a bow and arrow secretly shot an arrow in a nervous mood.

Buzz! Bang! A spell attacked, and the arrow was pricked by a wooden thorn.

Several students felt even more nervous.

"Haha, the weaker ones. Taking advantage of early surrender, we will waste our efforts."

"Get out quickly, this is not the place you should come. Go home to herd cattle and farm. Practice is not suitable for you."

"Ha ha……"

Several ethereal students laughed wildly.

The indifferent brother Xiaotian is always bullied like this every day. He wants to learn how to practice, but is always ridiculed.

But Brother Xiaotian never gave up. His resolute and indifferent body always fell down and stood up, always protecting me in front of me.

Finally, I secretly learned some methods of cultivation, but more strong people bullied Brother Xiaotian and me.

But every time I get hurt and bullied, I have never seen Brother Xiaotian get angry at me. Every time I always bring back the delicious food I stolen for me to eat.

I also heard Brother Xiaotian’s stomach rumbling, but Brother Xiaotian always gently lied to himself that he had eaten it.

I was stupid and believed it and had eaten everything. I must become stronger and protect my brother from letting Brother Xiaotian be bullied.

Zeng Rourou's eyes were condensed, his sword tightened, and his legs suddenly stepped out.

The student who was the main defense did not expect that the weak Zeng Rourou would take the lead in launching an attack, his shield lies across, his body suddenly jumped up, and his body spread toward Zeng Rourou a spell.

laugh!

Bang!

Accompanied by two sounds, the entire fighting arena seemed to be still.

However, there were more than 2,000 students from Piaomiao Academy to participate in the competition.

The team cheered up and stood up at this moment, looking at the field in surprise.

Zeng Rourou's sword body easily pierced the clothes on Piaomiao's chest. If Zeng Rourou hadn't shown mercy, the student's chest would have been covered in blood, which was enough to show that Piaomiao's student was not invincible.

When the student was in a torn dress, he had not yet reacted and looked at the seemingly weak but determined girl in front of him.

On the other side, the main defender was attacked on the back. He immediately used a spell for Zeng Rourou, and his body was thrown away heavily and fell on the arena.

A trace of blood actually spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaozhuang!"

A sad and angry roar completely ignited the anger of the martial arts practitioners.

The martial arts practitioners started a life-and-death training to kill several strange beasts with a team of ten people a year ago. It was not until the last team member fell that the martial arts scholar took the opportunity to rescue him.

One student was eliminated after being injured. At this moment, four students fought against five students. Although one team member was missing, the cooperation of the four was enough to surprise the audience.

Zeng Rourou's sharp swordsmanship immediately became the focus of melee main attack, while another archer became a supporter for the long battle, and two academies were also used as cover.

The complete outbreak of anger burned the hearts of the martial arts practitioners.

I would rather bear the damage yourself than cover my teammates to complete a kill.

Several team members were all denied the lottery, but none of them wanted to give up and give in.

It was a completely different way of fighting with life, which scared the students of Piaomiao Academy. The spells were thrown out, and the mind was full of avoidance.

The situation reversed instantly, and the two misty students rushed out of the arena because they could not get rid of the pursuit of a close-up warrior.

"How could you? What are you afraid of? Are you *he*********** running for you?

In the VIP pavilion, Zhang Wenting's forehead veins swelled up and sweared out. But even so, he could not recover the reversed situation and was defeated in a mess.

No one expected that Piaomiao would be defeated so embarrassingly and in such a embarrassing manner.

When the Piaomiao student was embarrassed and extremely depressed and lost in a daze, the martial arts practitioners did not react.

Suddenly, the entire stand burst into thunderous applause, which was a congratulation and affirmation for the victory of the Xiuwu Academy.

"Win, we actually won."

This was something they never dared to imagine. The academy, which should be ranked third in terms of strength, was defeated by themselves. A student suddenly hugged his teammates beside him and cried with joy.

Duan Yanrong's eyes were filled with tears, and Xiao Mingrui was already full of tears.

The students' competition for martial arts training was eight points, and Piaomiao scored three points. This was the lowest score Piaomiao had ever won. Even the deputy competition was not so low. Is this still not the case without letting go? How did Zhang Wenting accept it?

Bang!

Zhang Wenting suddenly broke the porcelain cup in his hand, his fists tightly slashed, his eyes full of resentment, and his breath lingered towards the place where the martial arts sect of Piaomiao Academy under the stands.

"If you lose again in this competition, you will go back with your head."

After saying a harsh word, Zhang Wenting left straight away.

The students' wonderful performances have been demonstrated and proved, and Duan Yanrong and Xiao Mingrui hugged each other tightly.

The two of them calmed down and were about to report to the calm Zhan Xiaoyao, but they found that this guy was asleep in such a noisy environment and was snoring shamelessly.
Chapter completed!
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