Offstage.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the golden figure on the ring.
In Class One's team, Ye Yingluo stood there, looking at the four students who fell on the ground and Zhong Shenxiu on the ring.
There was no expression on her face.
She thought she would lose.
But I never thought I would lose like this.
She thought there was at least a glimmer of hope.
She thought she could at least hold on for a few more seconds.
What's the result?
In less than a minute... the entire army was wiped out.
Ye Yingluo Close your eyes.
Then open it.
"Carry them down," she said.
The voice is hoarse.
On the arena.
Zhong Shenxiu stood there, not moving.
His eyes swept over the four people lying on the ground.
Wang Jinxi, coma.
Zhang Yangzi, coma.
Wei Xiaofeng, coma.
Du Zheng, was frozen in the ice. Although he was not unconscious, he had completely lost his combat effectiveness.
All fell down.
No one can stand up.
Long Hengxu looked at Class 1-1 who was almost crushed, and his face looked a little ugly.
Class One was assigned to a class by himself. People like Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi were all good talents he single-handedly selected.
What's the result?
He was crushed by Class Five, whose name no one even cared about when he was assigned to another class.
It's embarrassing to say it out loud.
But on the other hand, he had to admit that these children Class Five were indeed outstanding.
Zhong Shenxiu Needless to say, that fighting style and fighting instinct are not what he should have at this age.
The same goes for Gu Yue, Elementalist Martial Soul, six elements controlled, and you can't find the second one in the entire Eastsea City.
And Tang Wulin, Blue Silver Grass can resist Green Shadow Snake Venom, and knock over Wei Xiaofeng with one punch. There is definitely something wrong with this physical strength.
As the director of Intermediate Division, he is naturally proud to have such students under his hands.
It's just...
Long Hengxu looked at the excited expressions of the senior students in the audience, and felt bitter in his heart.
If the fight continues like this, Class Five can really overthrow the fourth and fifth graders.
How will he, the dean, explain to the dean at that time?
How to explain to the head teachers of the senior grades?
No.
It must be stopped.
Long Hengxu took a deep breath and stepped onto the ring.
"The competition is over, first grade Class Five wins!"
He announced the result, then paused and continued, "Class Promotion Tournament will be suspended for one day, rest tomorrow, and continue the day after tomorrow."
The audience was suddenly in an uproar.
"Pause? Why pause?"
"Didn't Class Five play well?"
"That's right, I still want to see them fight Second Grade!"
Long Hengxu pretended not to hear the comments at all and quickly walked down the stage and hurriedly left in the direction of the dean's office.
On the arena.
Everyone at Class 1-5 looked at each other.
Pause?
Class Promotion Tournament Can it still be paused?
Xie Xie was the first to react and jumped up suddenly.
"We won! We won Class One!"
His face flushed with excitement and he hugged Tang Wulin next to him.
Tang Wulin was shaken by his hug, but a smile appeared on his face.
"Well, I won."
Zhong Shenxiu stood on the ring and did not move.
He looked at the direction Long Hengxu was leaving, a trace of thought flashing through his light golden vertical pupils.
Long Hengxu went to find the dean at this time, which should be the plot in the plot.
One year after establishment Class Zero.
Gather students with potential and focus on their training.
A lot of resource support.
The entry quota for Spirit Ascension Platform...
Zhong Shenxiu's mouth curved slightly.
He needs resources.
Lots of resources.
Soul Tool costs money, energy devices cost money, and charging Dragon Fighting Plane costs even more money.
If he had the resources of the college to support him, he could save a lot of money and time and do more things.
This is good news.
Zhong Shenxiu looked away, the dragon scales on his body began to fade away, the dragon claws turned back into human hands, and the dragon horns on his forehead slowly disappeared.
In just a few seconds, he turned back into that nine-year-old child.
A tall and straight figure, an angular face, and light golden vertical pupils.
Exactly the same as before the game.
He turned around and walked towards the audience.
Just took two steps.
A hand stretched out and stopped in front of him.
Zhong Shenxiu stopped.
He raised his head and looked at the owner of that hand.
Tang Wulin.
Those big eyes were burning with a light that he had never seen before.
That's fighting spirit.
That is desire.
That's... ambition.
Zhong Shenxiu tilted his head, a trace of doubt flashed in his light golden vertical pupils.
Tang Wulin looked at him with a smile on his lips.
That smile is different from the usual gentle and sunny Tang Wulin.
That is a confident smile.
That's a smile that wants to prove itself.
"Zhong Shenxiu." Tang Wulin said, "Let's have a fight sometime."
The voice fell.
The surroundings were quiet for a second.
Xie Xie was stunned and forgot to let go of Tang Wulin's arms.
Gu Yue raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.
The people in the audience who had not dispersed also heard this and turned their heads to look this way.
A fight?
Tang Wulin wants to fight Zhong Shenxiu?
That Tang Wulin of Blue Silver Grass?
There were whispers in the crowd.
"Is he crazy?"
"That's Zhong Shenxiu, one punch at a time Zhong Shenxiu."
"He did kill Wei Xiaofeng just now, but that was because Wei Xiaofeng was unprepared, right?"
"Fight with Zhong Shenxiu? Are you looking for death?"
Those sounds floated into my ears, and Tang Wulin pretended not to hear them at all.
He just looked at Zhong Shenxiu, waiting for his answer.
Zhong Shenxiu looked Tang Wulin up and down.
From head to toe.
From the eyes burning with fighting spirit, to the tall figure, to the hand blocking him.
Then he spoke.
"No time."
Three words.
Plain, direct, without any hesitation.
It's like saying the weather is nice today.
After saying that, he would bypass Tang Wulin's hand and continue walking to the audience.
Tang Wulin raised his eyebrows.
He really didn't expect this answer.
He thought Zhong Shenxiu would agree, refuse, or even laugh at him.
But no time?
What is the reason for this?
Tang Wulin didn't flinch.
He is no longer the Tang Wulin he was yesterday.
Golden Dragon King Bloodline Awakening to the first level, your power and physical strength skyrocket, and your confidence comes with it!
He needs a battle to prove his strength.
And Zhong Shenxiu is the best opponent.
"Are you afraid?"
Tang Wulin spoke with a smile in his voice.
That smile was not sarcastic, but a kind of determination - he knew Zhong Shenxiu wouldn't be afraid, but that's what he wanted to say.
Because only in this way can this guy agree.
Xie Xie on the side was stunned when he heard this.
He stared at Tang Wulin with wide eyes, and his mouth was so wide that he could fit an egg in it.
"Not buddy..."
Xie Xie spoke subconsciously, the tone of his voice changed, "You're not awake, are you?"