"Whoosh~!"
The combat room doors opened, and Jiang Hao and Springy walked in. Springy came empty-handed, while Jiang Hao carried a backpack.
They stood facing each other about thirty meters apart. The doors closed, and over a hundred students pressed against the glass wall, watching the battle about to begin.
Spectators never thought there was too much excitement. Many people cheered loudly:
"Get moving! Make it exciting—don't let it end in just a few moves!"
"Springy, use your strongest move! Tie this freshman brat up!"
"Jon, beat Springy flat!"
"Why is he carrying a backpack? That'll really affect his movements," someone asked curiously.
"Who knows? Maybe it's a weapon."
Firearms were prohibited in combat, but cold weapons were not.
Springy stared fixedly at Jiang Hao. His body suddenly moved, his legs stretching longer as his body warped and distorted. He flipped head over heels toward Jiang Hao, his limbs lengthening and shortening unpredictably, making his movements elusive and difficult to track.
Whoosh~!
Suddenly, a foot kicked in from the side, viciously striking toward Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao seized the moment and moved sharply, both hands swinging at once. "Swish, swish, swish~ Swish, swish, swish~~!" Countless flying nails shot toward Springy.
The flying nails filled the air and moved incredibly fast. Springy had no way to dodge them. Dozens of nails immediately struck his leg, turning it into something like a spiked club.
"Ah~ It hurts!"
The flying nails carried spiritual power, causing Springy agonizing pain. His extended foot snapped back, his leg covered in needles. He hurriedly pulled them out one by one, making for an extremely comical sight. The watching students immediately burst into laughter.
The needles in his leg were quickly removed. Springy glared at Jiang Hao and said, "So that's all you can do. As long as