"Hey, Big Pig Tou, I'm a girl, and you don't even dare to attack?"
The coal briquettes will excite the black pig, otherwise this guy would be really hard to deal with if he sticks to his guns.
"You are the pig head!"
The boys were all young and vigorous. He couldn't stand this kind of excitement, so he jumped out again, and the golden-ringed sword danced even more wildly.
"What a pity. This little pig has good physical aptitude, but his brain is a little weak!"
The famous teachers all shook their heads. Combat intelligence was sometimes more important than physical aptitude. On the other hand, Coal Ball, although his aptitude was not very good, had always been in control of the battle. This was talent and could not be taught.
"I might not win this one!"
Lu Zhiruo was happy. She didn't expect that the first match, which was not expected, would turn out like this.
Zhou Shengren's face became more and more gloomy. Finally, seeing that the situation was not going well, he roared again: "Use ranged skills to force her into a head-on confrontation!"
Black Pig was afraid of harassment tactics. Even though the firepower was fully unleashed and the spiritual energy in his body could not sustain it for long, it did not give Coal Balls any room to dodge, thus achieving a quick victory.
Hearing the teacher's instructions, the black pig roared angrily, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly burst out. A three-meter-long sword energy suddenly emerged from his broadsword, rushing towards the briquettes like a hurricane.
"What a powerful stunt, this is definitely a holy level skill!"
"It's over, that little girl is going to lose!"
"One effort can defeat ten levels. There is no way. No matter how high her fighting intelligence is, the gap in realm strength will prevent her from showing her full potential."
The famous teachers sighed.
"go to hell!"
Seeing the coal ball being forced into the corner, the black pig showed a proud smile.
"I can't afford to lose!"
Coal Ball felt the chill brought by the sharp blade, and her eyes became determined.
The teacher is very kind, so I should not live up to his expectations. If I lose, what qualifications will my mother and younger brothers and sisters have to receive the teacher's support
Coal Ball thought about the time when she was ten years old. The mine shaft collapsed and her father was buried underneath. Half a month later, her father's rotting body was returned by the mine owner, along with ten taels of silver for funeral expenses.
In a mine, this is a huge sum of money.
If a child laborer dies, the pension depends entirely on the mine owner's wishes. If someone is kind-hearted, a five tael will be enough.
"My life is worth it in exchange for the happiness of my family for the rest of my life!"
Thinking of this, Coal Ball no longer hesitated and pounced directly on the black pig. As long as he died first, he would win, right
"Haha, you are asking for death!"
The black pig laughed, thinking that the briquettes were trapped animals still fighting, just like the little piglets who had nowhere to escape when they killed the pigs.
Uh-huh!
The golden ring broadsword chopped off one of Coal Ball's arms, and the blood from the tent splashed out and landed on the black pig's face, blocking his vision and subconsciously slowing down the attack.
"don't want!"
Sun Mo saw Coal Ball's intention and quickly dissuaded him.
"ah!"
Many spectators screamed in fright.
Li Wanjun originally wanted to stop it to prevent Briquettes from being killed, but he held back in an instant, and a look of appreciation flashed across his face.
"I'm going to suffer!"
Saint Zhou suddenly stood up and shouted: "Defend with all your strength, she is coming!"
Unfortunately it's too late!
"Chance!"
Coal Ball gritted his teeth and endured the pain. Taking advantage of the black pig's view being blocked, he rolled around the golden-ringed sword and rushed to his side. He held the dagger and inserted it into his left waist, stabbing him randomly.
Poof! Poof!
The hot and wet blood was like a flood that opened the floodgates and poured out, spreading all over the ground.
"ah!"
The black pig yelled and waved the sword randomly, losing all control because of the pain.
"Stop it, the game is over!"
Li Wanjun roared, appeared between the briquettes and the black pig, and separated them one by one: "Medical team, save people quickly!"
Uh-huh!
Sun Mo jumped onto the ring, picked up Coal Ball's severed arm, rushed in front of her, and connected her.
"Old...teacher, I...I won!"
Coal Ball smiled, his little face blackened by kerosene, full of relaxation and relief.
"You shouldn't fight like this!"
Sun Mo also didn't expect that briquettes would reach this point.
"The first competition, Wang Xiaohua..."
Li Wanjun was about to announce that Coal Ball and Sun Mo were the winners, but Zhou Shengren roared angrily.
"Sun Mo, you are not a son of man!"
Zhou Shengren was very angry: "You actually do whatever it takes to win and instigate children to risk their lives. Are you still a human being?"
"Sage Zhou, be careful what you say, I didn't teach you anything about this kind of thing!"
Sun Mo was also angry.
"Sage Zhou, for any child, it is natural to be afraid of pain. She can perform tactics such as having her arm chopped off and covering her eyes with blood. How can this be learned in just a few days of teaching?"
Xu Chunbo opened his mouth and said something fair.
"Yes, you have also seen her fighting style. She is a precocious child, and she did not hesitate to do this in order to repay Sun Mo!"
"She must have suffered a lot, otherwise she wouldn't have matured so early."
"In a place like a mine, people die every three days."
Other famous teachers also chimed in.
This time, Sun Mo won.
Physical aptitudes can be cultivated by eating natural and earthly treasures, but combat intelligence is something you are born with. I have never heard of anyone who can increase their IQ the day after tomorrow. At most, they can increase their memory.
Saint Zhou snorted and stopped pursuing it.
In fact, he just saw a loss that was a sure win, and got carried away.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Shengren's son sighed helplessly. He had secretly hinted to Black Pig that he would win no matter what the cost, but he obviously did not dare to die.
When he was stabbed a few times by coal briquettes at the end, he panicked. Otherwise, if they both died with a backhand stab, it would be a draw.
"Little Coal Ball, you remind me of your Senior Sister Baiwu. She was so desperate back then!"
Li Ziqi joked: "Don't worry about your arms. Teacher's ancient dragon-capturing hand is very powerful, and I will definitely restore it to its original state."
"Hehe, I saved my life for nothing, I earned it!"
Losing an arm means winning. From Coal Ball's point of view, it's a huge profit.
The injured will have their own medical team to take care of it. After paying brief attention, Li Wanjun continued to host the game: "Please invite the two players participating in the second game to come on stage!"
"teacher!"
Bai Xiaoquan was a little panicked.
"It doesn't matter, believe in yourself!"
Sun Mo encouraged, patted Bai Xiaoquan's shoulder, and then pushed his back hard: "Go and prove yourself, you are not a waste!"
Because both of them were poor students, Li Wanjun was very humane and did not introduce their names, otherwise they would be publicly executed.
"Try your best to win this game!"
Zhou Shengren's son encouraged Hu Baoyu.
"Shut up!"
Zhou Shengren spat at his son: "Just go all out, don't care too much about winning or losing, but I hope to put some pressure on yourself!"
"I know!"
Hu Baoyu clenched his fists. He also wanted to imitate that briquette and sacrifice his life to fight.
The two people came on stage and after performing the ceremony, Hu Baoyu rushed towards Bai Xiaoquan and thrust out the long sword in his hand.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Like plum blossoms blooming little by little.
"This swordsmanship is pretty good!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Bai Xiaoquan dodged, shaking his hands, and two spirit-pattern pistols slipped out of his cuffs. He caught them with two snaps, then rubbed them on his thigh, opened the gun, and then raised his hand to shoot twice.
boom! boom!
The sudden burst of gunfire startled Hu Baoyu, but when he saw that he missed, Hu Baoyu felt relieved and continued to attack.
Under Hu Baoyu's offensive, Bai Xiaoquan ducked and moved around him, and then shot occasionally.
If you are knowledgeable, you will shout something about gun fighting.
"What is this for?"
The audience couldn't understand because this duel situation was so different from the usual one, but the famous teachers began to discuss it privately.
Five minutes later, Hu Baoyu was kicked by Bai Xiaoquan, but he also cut the kid's wrist so that he could no longer hold the pistol and dropped it to the ground.
"Stop it!"
Li Wanjun announced.
"Oh yeah, I win!"
Hu Baoyu cheered happily.
"No, you lost!"
Li Wanjun interrupted Hu Baoyu: "If Bai Xiaoquan hadn't been merciful, you would have died more than a dozen times!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Hu Baoyu was anxious: "I'm obviously fine!"
"Sage Zhou, what do you think?"
Li Wanjun asked.
"Relying on the strength of weapons, what kind of skill is that?"
Zhou Sage argued.
"Sage Zhou, this is called gun fighting."
Qin Yaoguang's popular science: "Use a pistol for close combat!"
"Is this a long-range weapon? Why not shoot it from a distance?"
Some people are confused.
"There is a spear in the distance, but when you get close, it becomes difficult to use the spear, so you have to use a pistol!"
As Qin Yaoguang explained, she jumped onto the ring, then pulled out her spirit pattern pistol and started shooting randomly. At the same time, her body was flying up and down.
Compared to a novice like Bai Xiaoquan, Qin Yao's gun fighting skills looked gorgeous and dangerous once he used them. If he used cold weapons, he would not be able to hit the opponent and would not cause any damage. However, pistols were different. Bullets were too difficult to defend against.
The expressions of the famous masters changed. They were all experienced practitioners. After a brief understanding, they knew how terrifying the gun fighting technique was.
Zhou Shengren's face darkened, and he wanted to refute, but the saint's dignity told him that he could not find a suitable reason.
This battle seemed to be a decisive battle, but in reality it was about who could improve the poor students. Bai Xiaoquan learned the art of gun fighting, which obviously opened up a new path.
On the other hand, Hu Baoyu seems very mediocre.
"This weapon of yours is too powerful!"
Zhou Shengren's son found an excuse to attribute Bai Xiaoquan's victory to weapons.
"Brother, times have changed!"
Sun Mo chuckled: "The greatest significance of weapons is how to kill the enemy most efficiently. If you don't have a gun, why should you use a sword?"
"Sun Yasheng, do you sell these firearms?"
"I'll order a thousand!"
"I want it too, you can set the price as you wish!"
The big guys placed the order directly. This thing is good and you can buy it for self-defense.
"Sage Zhou, you lost the first two games, do you still want to fight?"
Li Wanjun asked.
Now the pressure is on Zhou Shengren. He can use the third game to avenge his humiliation, but if he loses, it will be humiliating.
"Of course!"
Zhou Shengren was very depressed. It would be great if Gongsun Huiying was placed in the second game, but it doesn't matter. He will win this game: "Huiying, I want to kill instantly, can I do it?"