"Okay, I think the strength of these friends is not too bad. There are not many opportunities for this kind of sparring. Zhao Qing, give it to Song Ying!"

Ruohuandao.

"All right!"

The young man Zhao Qing nodded with reluctance.

"you……"

The warrior masters who came to the training ground were all angry and crying.

Nothing too bad?

We are strong, okay?

But...when I turned around and saw the two companions with their heads on the ground, I held my breath in my chest and couldn't speak anymore.

Being defeated easily...is this also called strong?

In the eyes of the other party... maybe it's really just good!

"Cut the nonsense and come on!"

Gritting his teeth, the warrior looked over.

"How can we fight if we are impatient and angry..."

Walking forward, Song Ying shook his head.

"You..." Although the warrior was angry, he also knew that he was a little out of control now. He took a deep breath, suppressed the depression in his heart, and looked over again: "Let's start!"

Seeing that he suppressed the restlessness in his heart so quickly, Song Ying looked surprised and then nodded: "Start!"

After speaking, his body shook and he rushed out.

Bang bang bang bang!

The two immediately fought.

After three moves, the combat master's face turned red, and the opponent caught a loophole, kicked him out, and fell to the ground.

"this……"

Seeing that three in a row were no match for them, many warriors looked at each other.

I thought that Zhuo Qingfeng was exaggerating and deliberately exaggerating the horror of Hongyuan Academy. Only when I saw it with my own eyes did I understand that it was really powerful.

"Are you... Zheng Yang, Liu Yang and others who are going to participate in the selection of combat divisions this time?"

A warrior couldn't bear it any longer and asked.

"Zheng Yang, Liu Yang?"

Hearing this, Ruohuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "They are the direct disciples of the dean. They are a hundred times more powerful than us. How can we compare with them!"

"No? Then could it be that... you are three of the hundred people who passed the combat master examination this year?" Liao Song asked.

"One hundred people?" Ruohuan shook his head again: "Our strength is too low and we are not qualified to participate in the selection of warriors..."

Not eligible to participate in the selection?

Liao Song shook his head and felt a tightness in his chest: "Then you are..."

"We are members of the Xuanxuan Club...the academy has more than 30,000 members, and their combat power is almost the same as ours!"

Mr. Ruohuan looked over with a serious expression.
Chapter completed!