Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Hong Zhenxiu took the real sword and walked into the arena again.

But at this time, his complexion was a little pale, and he looked at the sword in his hand and the knife in Wang Dong's opposite hand from time to time, and his body trembled occasionally.

Obviously, he was nervous.

No wonder.

In the past training and competitions, all wooden weapons were used.

Even if one accidentally bumps into the body, there will be no wound, at most a little bruise.

This is the first time I use a real weapon, and if I am not careful, there will be wounds on my body.

If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

No wonder he wasn't nervous.

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

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

Turning his head, he asked Yu Deliang who was on the sidelines: "Mr. Yu, can we start?"

Yu De nodded his head: "It's ok."

Choke-choke-choke-

Two saber sounds instantly reached everyone's ears.

Looking at the venue again, Wang Dong stood with his saber closed, on the surface the ancient well was calm.

It's like it 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 panting heavily.

There has been a gap in the clothes on the chest, and the skin inside can be clearly seen.

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

At that moment just now, he didn't see the opponent's move clearly.

Seeing a flash of cold light, the clothes on the chest were cut open.

If the other party moved forward a little more than half an inch, wouldn't he be disembowelled?

Yu Deliang's complexion directly turned from black and blue to black.

Originally, his complexion was dark, but now it was so dark, it was as if he had just come out of a coal mine.

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

I didn't expect this discount to be too big.

Even if you offer a 50% discount or a 40% discount, I can bear it.

You are so discounted that you are instantly killed by the kid on the opposite side, what the hell is this?

All the teachers and students who were watching the scene were shocked.

"How...how is it possible?"

"No. 551 defeated No. 200 with just one move?"

"I'll go. If it was an actual battle, wouldn't the 200th Hong Zhenxiu be instantly killed by the 551st?"

"Isn't this too heaven-defying?"

"Did you just draw the sword? Almost 60% of the quasi-warriors have practiced the draw-and-slash, but very few have made achievements. I didn't expect a mere level 2 quasi-warrior to be able to practice the draw-sword cut." to such an extent."

"Before, I only heard that Zhuge Liang was good at drawing swords and slashing, but I didn't expect this penniless guy to be so good at drawing swords and slashing."

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

I originally thought that I was outside the 500th place, and if I wanted to beat the 200th student, even if I could win, I would have to go through a hard fight.

Unexpectedly, with just one blow, the opponent directly fell to the ground and lost his fighting power.

Isn't this too weak?

The victory over Hong Zhenxiu, who was ranked 200th, made his self-confidence grow a lot again.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Fan's position, with gratitude in his eyes.

He knew that these changes in himself were all due to Mr. Zhang.

If there is no Teacher Zhang, I am still just a scumbag with extremely poor talent who dare not talk to others.

How could it be possible to show off in front of so many people?

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

That means, well done.

Zhang Fan does often call his students scum,

And even if they broke through within half an hour, he would not praise them, and would even think that they broke through too slowly, embarrassing him.

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

The four famous young masters and Zhuge Liang are all too proud. If they are not punished and they are allowed to cock their tails, the consequences will be disastrous.

That's why we hit them often.

Wang Dong was different.

He has always been used to low self-esteem. Although the last time he was in the zombie hall, he had already eliminated some low self-esteem, but it is not something that can be achieved once or twice if he wants to achieve complete self-confidence.

So as long as this kid achieves a little achievement, Zhang Fan will praise and encourage him.

Sure enough, seeing Zhang Fan's approving gaze, Wang Dong became slightly agitated.

I secretly made up my mind that I must work hard in the future and live up to the teacher's painstaking efforts.

After Wang Dong and Hong Zhenxiu left the stage, Yu Deliang frowned slightly, and his eyes kept wandering on the faces of the students in the rocket class.

Who should play?

Now it seems that the students in the slag class are not easy after Zhang Fan's training in the past few days.

Absolutely cannot send a student up casually.

It is best to send a student who can overwhelm the opponent at a level.

But just now I have already boasted that I will send level 2 students up there, so I can't make any changes.

Otherwise, being caught by this guy and being ridiculed again, my heart and old face can't stand it.

It seems that only one student who has been at level 2 for a long time and is about to break through to level 3 can be sent.

On the opposite side is the student who has just broken through to level 2, and he sent students who are about to break through to level 3 to suppress the opponent just by their momentum.

It is very difficult for the opponent to win.

Thinking of this, Yu Deliang hesitated, and finally looked at a student: "Du Xiaowu, you go."

As soon as I said this, I heard a quarrel on the side of the slag class. It seemed that someone was arguing.

"what happened?"

"It's just the first match, and the slag class started arguing?"

"I'm going, this is a direct internal strife? Then how can it be compared?"

Everyone talked about it.

Yu Deliang's eyes lit up even more.

It's good to quarrel, it's good to quarrel!

As long as the opposite side quarrels, won't it be easy for me to win?

At this time, the quarrel over there became louder and louder, and Yu Deliang also heard the content of the quarrel on the other side.

"Brothers are good, Samsung photo!"

"Four seasons get rich, five chiefs!"

"Seven cleverness, Liuliu Shun!"

"Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Nine Chains!"

Yu Deliang was stunned.

what happened?

It's time for a competition, but those four young masters are actually... throwing punches? !

What are you punching for?

Could it be that punching is warming up for the competition?

Isn't this too ridiculous?

He really didn't understand what Zhang Fan's four students were doing, so Yu Deliang simply sent a student to take a look.

After a while, the student came to Yu Deliang with a strange expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Yu Deliang hurriedly asked.

"They are punching..."

The student was a little embarrassed to say it.

"what are you doing?"

Yu Deliang wished he could slap this tricky student.

The student actually didn't want to be a secret, because he really didn't think it was easy to say it.

But since the teacher asked him to say it, he had no choice but to tell the truth.

"The four of them all wanted to play, and if they couldn't argue, their homeroom teacher asked them to use punches to decide who would play first."

puff……

When Yu Deliang heard this, he felt a mouthful of old blood spurting out of his heart.