"It's not a win, it's a success!" another person corrected.
Both Ji Siwen and Yun Qingyan have lost their fighting ability, but Vice President Nie is still intact. If this is on the battlefield, he still has the energy to fight again as long as he is willing.
but…
When the incense stick burned out, Yun Qingyan said that their challenge was successful!
Two unenrolled new students challenged the deputy dean of the First College and actually won!
His muscles were bulging and his star power was surging. Nie Zhao, who was about to take action again, heard the discussion under the stage and turned his head to look at the incense stick. The last bit of incense ash had fallen off the incense stick.
He was also a little shocked, he didn't expect the battle to end so quickly.
A smile appeared on his face. Nie Zhao failed, but he was not angry but happy. His star power was withdrawn, and the terrifying aura disappeared immediately.
"Good guys, you are really good at forcing me to this level!" Nie Zhao laughed happily to the sky. The moment Yun Qingyan used the Nirvana Blade, it forced him to burst out his true strength!
Yun Qingyan held the handle of the knife tightly, took a deep breath, and with the last bit of strength, she tried to jump to the stage. She used the broken knife in her hand as a support and breathed continuously. Every time she inhaled, she felt a burst of pain in her lungs. Tearing pain!
Nie Zhao's final explosion was so powerful!
The fact that she is able to hold on and not fall down now is all due to her strong willpower.
"Although you didn't hurt me in the end, but..." Nie Zhaogang was about to announce that Yun Qingyan and the others had passed the test, when he suddenly felt some wet and greasy liquid flowing down his head, all the way from the top of his head to his chin.
Nie Zhao was stunned, the four major teaching directors were stunned, Lin Zixiao was stunned, and all the students were also stunned!
Everyone's eyes were all focused on the trace that was as curved as an earthworm on Nie Zhao's face.
Nie Zhao stuck out his tongue and licked it, smelling of rust.
He touched the top of his head with his hand again. As for what he saw in front of him, the bright red color strongly stimulated his eyeballs!
Blood! It's actually blood!
Only then did Nie Zhao realize that he felt a bit of pain. At first, he was only focused on defending against the attack in front of him, but a glimmer of sword light grazed his scalp. Although the injury did not cause much damage to him, But it made him very embarrassed—
Because part of his hair was cut off directly along with the scalp!
"puff!"
"Pfft!" There were bursts of suppressed laughter, obviously delighted by Nie Zhao's new look.
Zou Yi and others were stunned. Nie Zhao was... injured by these two freshmen!
"Don't... don't forget the bet!" Yun Qingyan felt dizzy and unsteady. After saying the last sentence, she fainted.
"Sister Qingyan!"
"Sister Yun!"
When Ai Yue and others saw it, they quickly ran onto the stage and hugged Yun Qingyan.
Ji Siwen, who was knocked off the stage and fell unconscious, was already being held by Shang Minghang.
Seeing the unconscious Yun Qingyan and Ji Siwen, the anger that arose in Nie Zhao's heart because of the injury dissipated.
He raised his head and met a pair of angry, wide-eyed eyes!
It was Ai Yue who was holding Yun Qingyan!
Those eyes were like those of a wolf cub, glaring at Nie Zhao menacingly.
Nie Zhao was inexplicably happy in his heart. All the freshmen in this class are so brave! How dare you stare at him like that!
Waving his hands, Nie Zhao knew that they were worried, so he ignored them and threw two top-quality spiritual fruits to Ai Yue.
(End of chapter)