anwhile, the clueless crowd was also curious about what exactly the nickna was.
After all, so spectators who were further away from the arena couldn’t hear the conversations nearby.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The beating from Tian Hongwei continued, and Wang Lu Feng’s twin swords had long been knocked away.
...
"This boxing technique is really fierce."
Su Yue exclaid.
"It’s an exceptional combat technique, and it’s clear that this freshman from Nanwu has put in a lot of hard work."
Bai Xiaolong nodded in approval.
Compared to swords, boxing gloves are blunt weapons, but they are more flexible than daggers. After all, fists are your own limbs.
Being able to cultivate boxing skills to this extent during the freshman year is really outstanding.
...
Boom!
Finally, Tian Hongwei landed a punch on Wang Lu Feng’s stomach, then lifted him high before hysterically tossing him into East Martial’s waiting area.
Feng Jiajia stepped forward to catch Wang Lu Feng.
His injuries weren’t severe, but his face was beaten black and blue; even his own father might not recognize him.
Silence fell over the entire arena.
Although not as stunning as when Liao Ping lifted seals, this match had already far exceeded the standards expected of freshn.
The whole audience had to admit, these freshn are really too strong.
"Wang Lu Feng said I looked like a drawer."
Tian Hongwei stood on the stage, coldly overlooking Wang Lu Feng.
At this mont, he finally took his revenge.
"Cough, cough... Contestants, please maintain civility."
The referee coughed lightly, offering a reminder.
"In the first round, Nanwu wins."
As the referee announced this, Feng Jiajia took the stage.
Wang Lu Feng had already fainted from anger.
In front of a large audience, you actually humiliated like this.
"I concede."
However, after taking his revenge, Tian Hongwei calmly walked off the stage. In truth, he could hardly stand.
He narrowly won.
The following battles were straightforward.
Feng Jiajia defeated two in a row, winning against Nanwu.
...
"Did you see that? In the future, never give people random nicknas, this is self-inflicted by Wang Lu Feng."
Su Yue sighed.
You, Wang Lu Feng, also have your day.
"Indeed, civility and politeness are very important."
Bai Xiaolong nodded in deep agreent.
...
Next up, is West Martial versus North Martial.
This is a rather suspenseful match where both sides are evenly matched.
A very closely fought battle, but West Martial ultimately won.
Mu Cheng defeated North Martial’s strongest, Xu Baiyan, and then used up Yang Lezhi.
When Mu Cheng was defeated, West Martial still had two key team mbers, who were not at an inferior level.
West Martial narrowly won.
However, Peng Guyu also accidentally suffered serious injuries, which might affect tomorrow’s finals.
Actually, it doesn’t matter anymore.
Against East Martial, there’s no chance of winning anyway, whether it’s the main team or the substitutes, it doesn’t make a huge difference.
...
Tomorrow.
East Martial and West Martial will compete for the Wuda Championship.
Almost exactly the sa as last year’s situation, the final battle once again falls on the two strong teams.
Unfortunately, there’s no Bai Xiaolong this ti, and the chances of West Martial winning are slim.
Today’s remaining matches are the rank matches of the other Wudas.
"Advisor Bai, I’m leaving now. Tonight, go and tell Mu Cheng... Reserve a spot for in tomorrow’s main team."
Su Yue suddenly stood up.
"Where are you going? The rank matches are also very exciting.
"Besides, what does a second-grade Martial Artist want to join in the fun for? Want to be beaten up by God?"
"Really idle."
Bai Xiaolong was full of confusion.
"Don’t ask so much, I’ll deal with this God. Rember to inform Mu Cheng.
"I’ll go and make a breakthrough."
With those words, Su Yue slipped away like a rabbit.
Bai Xiaolong was left standing there, dumbfounded.
"Make a breakthrough?"
"This casual tone, why does it feel so unsettling, like you’re just going to the bathroom."
"Even if you break through to third-grade, so what?"
"To deal with God? Are you going to entertain and amuse them to death?"
Bai Xiaolong was full of doubt.
...
Leaving the venue, Su Yue didn’t waste any ti.
He first prepared a weapon to deal with Feng Jiajia. To tackle such a God, unconventional weapons are necessary.
The attack range of Minor Shock isn’t large; it doesn’t even cover one-fifth of the arena, and it consus a lot of Qi Blood, making it impossible to instantly defeat Feng Jiajia; quite troubling.
Next, Su Yue spent money to find a rentable training room, closed his eyes and focused, starting his breakthrough.
These training rooms can be found in many cities; the effect is similar to those at Fuling Mountain, but the intensity is far inferior by a huge margin, yet the price is extrely high.
Being able to train within Wuda, just the training threshold itself saves a lot of money.
After completing all procedures, Su Yue hurried to the training room.
Breaking through requires a burst of energy, best done in a quiet environnt.
When he began his retreat, it was already evening.
Su Yue paid directly until the next morning, ensuring uninterrupted training.
Actually, not coming to the training room for retreat is possible for him, but this way the breakthrough can co faster.
According to Wang Anhu’s judgnt, Su Yue should break through within one week.
It’s just the third day, and the speed is already quite fast.
...
Rank matches ended.
North Martial defeated Nanwu, ranking third.
Nanwu ranks fourth.
Warring States Military Academy ranks fifth, followed by the three A Martial schools; Haowu sixth, Feng Martial seventh, Yawu eighth.
Everyone is just waiting for tomorrow’s championship final.
Based on current combat data, Feng Jiajia is the undisputed MVP.
And East Martial, this ti certainly wins.
There’s not even a need for ng Yang, the powerful weapon, to take the stage.
In contrast to West Martial.
Three main team mbers, with Peng Guyu seriously injured, ultimately needing substitute players to take the stage.
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