Hong Zhenxiu took the Zhenjian and walked into the field again.

However, at this time, his face was a little pale. He looked at the sword in his hand from time to time, and then at the knife in Wang Dong's hand opposite, and his body occasionally trembled.

Obviously, he was nervous.

No wonder.

In the past, we used wooden weapons for training and competitions.

Even if you accidentally hit your body, there will be no wounds, at most a little bruised.

Now that I have used a real weapon for the first time, if I am not careful, I will have wounds on my body.

If you are not careful, you may have lost your life.

It would be strange if he wasn't nervous.

After finally coming to the center of the venue, facing Wang Dong, he slowly drew his sword and threw the scabbard aside.

Wang Dong didn't expect that this guy was even more nervous than himself, and his confidence suddenly increased.

Turning his head and asking Yu Deliang on the sidelines: "Teacher Yu, can you start?"

Yu Deliang nodded: "It's OK."

Knock-Knock-Knock-

Two swords sounded and instantly reached everyone's ears.

Looking at the venue, Wang Dong stood with his knife in his arms, and the ancient well was not shaky on the surface.

It's like I've never moved.

On the other hand, Hong Zhenxiu took two steps back and fell to the ground.

His face was as pale as paper, and he was breathing heavily.

A crack appeared on the clothes on the chest, and the skin inside could be clearly seen.

And the sword in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

At that moment, he didn't see clearly the other party's move.

I saw a flash of cold light and the clothes on my chest were scratched open.

If the other party goes a little further, wouldn’t he be dismantled?

Yu Deliang's expression changed from black and blue to black.

The face was dark, but now it was so dark, it was as if it had just come out of a coal mine.

He knew that his students had never used real weapons, and the actual combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

But I didn't expect that the discount would be too big.

Even if you get 50% off or 40% off, I will endure it.

You are directly discounted until you are killed by the boy on the other side with one blow. What the hell is this?

The teachers and students watching the fun around were all shocked.

"How...how is it possible?"

"No. 551st place, defeated No. 200th place with just one move?"

"I'll go, if it's actual combat, wouldn't these 200 Hong Zhenxiu be killed by 551 people?"

"Is this too amazing, right?"

"Is that the sword-drawing slash just now? Almost 60% of the quasi-warriors who have practiced the sword-drawing slashing, but there are very few who have made achievements. I didn't expect that a mere level 2 quasi-warrior could practice the sword-drawing slashing to such an extent."

"I only heard that Zhuge Liang was so powerful when he drew his sword. I didn't expect that this innocent guy was so awesome when he drew his sword."

...

Not to mention the others around, even Wang Dong himself was stunned on the spot.

I originally thought that if I wanted to defeat the 200th student in the 500th place, even if I could win, I would have to go through a hard battle.

Unexpectedly, with just one knife, the opponent fell to the ground and lost his combat effectiveness.

Is this too weak?

Hong Jinxiu, who defeated 200th place, increased his confidence a lot again.

Then he turned around and looked at Zhang Fan's position, with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

He knew that all his changes were due to Teacher Zhang.

If it weren't for Teacher Zhang, I would be just a poor student who dared not talk to others and had extremely poor talent.

How could it be that it could be in the limelight in front of so many people?

Zhang Fan nodded slightly to Wang Dong, with a hint of praise in his eyes.

That means, it's done well.

Zhang Fan often calls his students a slag, and even if they break through within half an hour, he will not praise them. He may even think that they break through too slowly, which will embarrass him.

But in fact, this is just a teaching method of Zhang Fan.

The four famous young men and Zhuge Liang were all too proud. If they didn't hit them, they would let them sway their tails, the consequences would be unimaginable.

That's why they often hit them.

Wang Dong is different.

He has always been accustomed to being humble. Although the last time he was in the zombie hall, he had eliminated some inferiority complex, but it was not possible to achieve complete self-confidence in one or two times.

So as long as this kid achieves some results, Zhang Fan will praise and encourage him.

Sure enough, Wang Dong was slightly excited when he saw Zhang Fan's approving gaze.

I made up my mind to work hard in the future and live up to the teacher's hard work.

After Wang Dong and Hong Zhenxiu ended, Yu Deliang frowned slightly and his eyes kept floating on the faces of the Rocket Class students.

Who should be allowed to appear?

Now it seems that it is not easy for the students of the scrambled class to be trained by Zhang Fan in the past few days.

You must never send a student up casually.

It is best to send a student who can suppress the other party at a level.

However, I had already boasted about Haikou and said that I would send a Level 2 student up, so there would be no more changes.

Otherwise, if this guy caught the handle, he would be mocked again, and his heart and old face would not be able to stand it.

It seems that we can only send a student who has been at Level 2 for a long time and is about to break through to Level 3.

The opposite side is a student who has just broken through to level 2 and is about to break through to level 3. With the momentum of light, he can suppress the other party.

It will be very difficult for the other party to win.

Thinking of this, Yu Deliang hesitated for a moment and finally looked at a student: "Du Xiaowu, come on."

As soon as I said this, I heard a quarrel among the Zhazhai team, and it seemed that someone was quarreling.

"What's going on?"

"I just had the first game, and the slag class started arguing?"

"I'll go, this is a direct internal strife? How can I compare?"

Everyone was talking about it.

Yu Deliang's eyes lit up even more.

It’s good to argue, it’s good to argue!

As long as the opponent quarrels, it would be easy to win on your own?

At this time, the quarrels there became louder and louder, and Yu Deliang could also hear the contents of the quarrels opposite.

"Good brothers, three-star photos!"

"Get rich in all seasons, five leaders!"

"Seven coincidences, six and six smooth!"

"The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea, Nine Serials!"

Yu Deliang was stunned there.

What's going on?

All of them are going to compete, and the four famous young men are actually... making fists?!

What are you doing with a punch?

Is the punching warm-up for the competition?

Is this too much?
To be continued...