The atmosphere in the central square that night was extremely lively. Although the seats were still not full, the clearly divided audience had already automatically divided into small circles.
When Shi Yu and the others came, they walked through the gate. As soon as they entered, they saw the audience sitting on both sides of the road suddenly shouting: "Imperial Academy is invincible!" The shouts made them all startled.
It was rare to see the audience show such enthusiasm for them, Dongfang Zhenfengluo and the others quickly returned the greeting with a smile, and this smile made some of the big girls and young wives scream uncontrollably.
Shi Yu stood behind, watching their coquettish appearance, and whispered to Xuanyin: "Look at your family, go back tonight and deal with him properly."
Xuanyin smiled, and Dongfangzhen in front of her froze all over, and put on a straight face.
After coming to the arena, the members of the Fire Wolves had already arrived. The dean knew that the opponents tonight would not be easy, so he didn't arrange anything else, only giving them a separate arena.
Across most of the square, the teams on both sides saw each other. The members of the Fire Wolves looked confident and calm, while the Imperial Academy had to look cautious.
At this time, someone over there suddenly said a word to them, the distance was too far, only the shape of lips could be seen.
"What did they say?" Feng Luo asked.
"Go home and drink milk." Qing Chen translated coldly.
When Shi Yu heard this, he sneered, "Oh, I'm going to drink blood today."
The competition system is still in accordance with the previous rules, seven individual matches, one team match of five against five, and if the score is tied, there will be an extra match of seven against seven.
"Let's discuss it." Lin Fan said, "Needless to say in the individual competition, it's completely random. For the team competition, five people. I thought about it before, this time the opponent is very important, this time it will be me, Qingchen, Enter Shi Yu, Feng Luo and Xuan Yin. If in the individual competition, one of them has an accident, the two of you will come on as substitutes. What do you think?"
Those who were named had no objections, but Qi Chuyun and Dongfang Zhen had nothing to say. Qi Chuyun had nothing to say, Dongfang Zhen was a little reluctant, "My wife is not as strong as me, so let me go. You can't bury talents."
"You are on the third level of condensing energy, and Xuanyin is on the first level. You are almost the same in front of opponents on the eighth level of condensing energy. But Xuanyin has a charm skill, do you have it? Can you charm the men on the opposite side?" Lin Fan looked at Dongfang Zhen with a strange expression.
At this time, Feng Luo added another sword: "If he can charm, His Majesty the Emperor will probably come to carry the sword..."
Dongfang Zhen was speechless.
After the final team is finalized, the list of opponents is drawn. In order to ensure the fairness of this competition, the list is randomly selected, so Tian Ji's horse racing method does not work at all.
After the order came down, Shi Yu looked at his trademark number, and the last game was up to him. In the first match, Qing Chen took the lead, and Lin Fan took the sixth.
"In the individual competition, we must score at least two points." Lin Fan said. He didn't want to get five points, the difference in cultivation was here. The only thing that can be competed for is to fight in the five-person team competition. In a team match with five players, generally speaking, the gap in cultivation between the two sides will be narrowed, and the odds of winning are slightly greater than that of seven players.
If they can get three points in the individual competition and another point in the team competition, then they will win.
While speaking, the time has come.
"I'll go first." Qing Chen said, raising his sword and leaping onto the high platform.
When the surrounding audience saw that he was appearing on the stage, they immediately burst into shouts. After watching the game for so long, they also know that the one standing on the stage is the one with the highest cultivation level in the Imperial College team. Immediately, everyone had great expectations for him.
The first one here is Qing Chen, while the one on the Fire Wolves team is the one with the lowest strength.
"Oops." Lin Fan frowned tightly. This kind of confrontation is equivalent to the opponent using the one with the lowest cultivation base to consume the strongest one on their side, and then there will be fewer people who can win in the future.
They were worried, but the Fire Wolves on the other side were all smiling. Even the calmest fire wolf showed a slight smile.
On the high platform, Qing Chen frowned slightly, but immediately felt relieved. Things have come to this point, it is useless to think about it. What he has to do now is to make a quick decision.
He has seven layers of alchemy, and the opponent has eight layers of alchemy. The difference between the two sides is only one level. It is not particularly difficult to win.
After the two sides saluted each other, Qing Chen chased the clouds and chased the moon, and directly turned into a cloud of green smoke, falling in front of the opponent.
The long sword had already been unsheathed, and the blade was gleaming with cold light. His swordsmanship is the same as his personality, he doesn't know what is wretched at all, he only knows how to face the attack directly and overwhelm the enemy in terms of momentum.
The opponent didn't expect this kid to attack so violently, and could only roll on the ground in embarrassment for a while, trying to get out of the sword light.
The audience on the stage only saw Qingchen approaching step by step, while the big fat man was wrecking all the way, and the audience behind the Imperial College team cheered loudly for Qingchen.
"Suppressed so easily?" Someone in the VIP seat was puzzled, "Isn't this still a level behind?"
"There should be a reversal." Another person said, "A condensed eighth layer is suppressed and beaten like this, no matter how hard it is, it must fight back."
As soon as he finished speaking, the member of the fire wolf team turned over like a monkey, rolled to the side, and slashed with the ax in his hand. When Qing Chen's long sword touched, sparks flew everywhere. The long sword is lighter than the axe, Qing Chen turned his wrist, and the point of the sword pointed directly at the opponent's door, the big fat man hurriedly backed away to avoid the edge of the sword.
However, blue light flashed all over Qing Chen's body suddenly, and then the long sword in his hand transformed into dozens of identical swords, shooting towards the fat man like a rain of swords.
When the big fat man saw these dozen swords shooting towards him with a cold light, he felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly took the big ax to parry. But after the dozen or so swords fell down in one wave, another wave of more came from the sky.
"Fuck!" He cursed, and rushed to the open space next to him to avoid the sword rain on his head.
However, when he flew in the air, in front of his eyes, under his chest, suddenly a dozen sword points emerged from the ground. His pupils shrank, and he quickly stretched out a hand, regardless of the palm being stabbed Wearing, with the counterforce of the long sword piercing the palm, let your body retreat, reversing the trend of falling.
But just when his body stopped falling and bounced back, a long sword floated over the sword array emerging from the ground at the speed of a phantom, passing through his abdomen just in time.
There was a soft sound of "噗嗤", a stream of blood sprayed from his abdomen onto the ground, and the big fat man glared at the young man next to him.
All this happened in an instant, and the surrounding audience still hadn't quite reacted. (To be continued.)