Those who also came to watch this game were naturally not only the leaders from the city and the school. On the other side of the cliff, Lei Nuo and Xiu Yi from class 252 stood on the cliff with their heads held high, followed by a few of the same nobles , and behind them are some nodding and bowing civilian knights.
Seeing that Fang Xingjian went out first and killed Barbara and other five of his own people in turn, Lei Nuo laughed out loud first: "This Fang Xingjian is really interesting and interesting. When we fight him tomorrow, I must fight well with him." He's playing."
"Is it interesting?" Xiu Yi said with a cold look: "There are only two possibilities for him to do this. One is that he has already given up the game, and the other is that he thinks that even if there are five players missing, he can beat the opponent."
"Oh?" Renault rubbed his chin and said, "Although class 253 is a year later than our class 252, if I, the district champion, were to deal with them, plus that stupid big guy in their class, I would have to wipe them all out alone." They also have some difficulties. Hehe, so it seems that this Fang Xingjian thinks he has the same strength as me?"
Xiu Yi said expressionlessly: "Who knows? Most of the knights who have just changed jobs and practiced killing techniques will have some illusions that they shouldn't have because of their great strength, and thus misjudge their own strength. As for Fang Xingjian Is it too arrogant, or is it true that you have been so strong after a month of training, and you will know after watching."
"Hey, does one month count as four years for me?" Renault licked his lips, showing an excited expression: "If this is the case, it will be even more interesting. Defeating such a genius will be truly exciting."
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Just when everyone was amazed by Fang Xingjian's actions, on the other side of the battlefield, in front of the fort belonging to Class 253, ten knights wearing knight dresses had all been prepared.
The leader was a terrifyingly tall man, 2.5 meters tall, and his forearm alone was as thick as the waist of an ordinary person. He looked like a giant King Kong who looked like a human.
He is the leader of Class 253, the champion of the district election three years ago, Claude, a freak with extraordinary talent, although he started as a commoner, he was born with four innate specialties.
Although he worshiped in Huangquan Valley since he was a child, he has never practiced the poison technique in it.
On the contrary, his physical fitness is extremely perverted, not only because of his innate ability, but also because of the nourishment of countless poisons and tonics in the valley of the underworld since he was a child.
He has just reached level 19 this year, but all five of his quality attributes have already broken through 70 points, and because of the existence of four innate specialties, he has long physical strength, is invulnerable to all poisons, and has infinite strength. Even the cuticle is as thick as a rhinoceros Like skin, ordinary blunt blows are almost completely ineffective.
This is a natural warrior on the battlefield, coupled with his inaugural death whirlwind profession, he can be called a meat grinder on the battlefield.
There was a cruel smile on his dark face, he licked his teeth and said: "Everyone, so many spectators came to watch the game today, they are all looking at the Storm Swordsman, hehe, a little girl who just changed jobs for a month Bastard, I also want to ride on our heads to shit and piss. But it’s okay, with so many big figures watching, as long as we perform well enough, we can sell for a good price after leaving the academy in a few years.”
As he spoke, he raised the two hatchets in his hand, one left and one right, and shouted: "Hahahaha, give me all, I will be responsible for breaking the leg of that Storm Swordsman boy!"
Seeing Claude rushing out like a tank alone, the other team members looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
One archer sighed, "I knew..."
A blue-haired knight holding a long sword laughed: "Why are you sighing when you know it, rampage, crushing opponents with absolute strength gap, isn't this the boss's usual style?"
The other team members also laughed. Apparently, compared to Class 252 where Renault and Huey belonged, Class 253 led by Claude hardly differentiated between nobles and commoners, and they got along more harmoniously with each other.
All the team members followed under the command of the blue-haired swordsman. The blue-haired swordsman smiled and said: "Do you still remember? Three years ago when we first participated in the class competition."
"Of course." A cloaked man who kept shuttling in the shadows said: "We have been abused for a year. If there is no new class, we will be tortured to death."
"Hey." The blue-haired swordsman smiled and said, "Fang Xingjian? As a storm swordsman, do you have any way to reverse this situation? Because of the absolute gap brought by time, this absolute gap in strength, Can you overcome it?"
Walking all the way, without seeing any enemy at all, the blue-haired swordsman touched his chin and said, "Sure enough, it's what I thought. Instead of taking the initiative to get out, did they choose to stick to the fortress? Because of the absolute strength gap, they Do you want to stay at the fortress, take advantage of the location to fight, or even delay until a draw?"
He advanced for another minute. Although he had a judgment on the opponent's tactics, the blue-haired swordsman still directed his teammates in an orderly manner, advancing at a leisurely pace, and continued to conduct investigations according to conventional tactics along the way.
But until they came to the fort, there was no attack.
"What's going on? The captain should have arrived, right? Why is there no sound of fighting?"
I have long been used to Captain Claude rushing into the enemy group like a rhinoceros to make a huge upside down, and then they outflank and wipe out the opponent from behind.
But today's battle situation seems to be a little bit wrong.
When everyone came to the front of the fortress, they saw Claude, who was 2.5 meters high, standing like a little giant, just standing there blankly.
The blue-haired swordsman glanced in the direction of the fort, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he said with some uncertainty: "Hey, hey, Claude, did you do this? How long did it take to finish off the five people on the opposite side?"
The little giant Claude shook his head: "I didn't do it, be careful, don't move."
Everyone was slightly surprised when they heard the words. They all knew that one of Claude's innate specialties was called Beast Intuition, which could predict the existence of danger and murderous intent, and it was extremely sensitive. With this, they survived many difficulties.
But this is the third time that Claude has spoken so seriously.
At this moment, Zhou Yong's curse sounded again.
"Fang Xingjian! You bastard!"
"Why are you still watching! Hurry up and kill this guy, you will win!"
"Come on, come on, come and tear down this fortress, we all surrender!"
Hearing Zhou Yong's cursing, everyone in Class 253 was taken aback for a moment, and the blue-haired swordsman frowned and said, "Infighting? Or a trap?"
Just when the people in class 253 felt extremely puzzled, Fang Xingjian, who had been practicing cross-legged on his own, trembled slightly, and his whole body floated up like a willow leaf and fell to the ground.
There was a serene smile on his face, his eyes seemed to be wide open, as if they contained countless mysteries.
He raised his finger and pointed at the people in class 253 one by one.
Claude spat and said with a smirk, "You're the lucky ghost who became the Storm Swordsman? What the hell are you doing here?"
"It's nothing, these people on the ground have nothing to do with you." After Fang Xingjian pointed to the last person as if counting, he walked over while smiling, and said slowly: "Except for the four people who use swords here, the rest The ones who have left will leave first."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Xingjian's figure suddenly disappeared, and unprecedented murderous intent instantly pervaded Claude's entire body. He roared wildly, making a cry like a tiger and lion screaming before dying, and the two axes in his hands were already facing towards him. Slashed fiercely in front of him.