Chapter 6 Complete Win 1

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight passed through the eastern woods and projected on the huge bronze statue of Ye Dichen in the middle of the square, leaving a long shadow on the spacious ring.

Most of the students in the whole warrior department of the college are in their fifteen or sixteens to twenties, and they belong to the kind of guy with excess energy. Whenever someone comes to the ring to fight, they will come to watch. If you have a good relationship, you will shout for support, while if there is a contradiction, you will make fun of it.

Last night, the three first-grade Haotian challenged the second-grade Carl, which has spread in the warrior department. The lower grades challenge the upper grades, which attracts more attention.

So, at dawn today, the whole square is already full of people. The students formed three groups to support the first-year students of Haotian and stand on the left side of the ring. The second-year students who supported Carl and the three were gathered under the right stage. The scattered people in front of the ring are basically senior students above the third grade, waiting to watch the play.

Fortunately, this news has not yet spread to the magic department, otherwise there will be more people in the square at this time. However, when they fight on the stage, the students of the magic department will certainly attract a lot.

"Hey! Do you think Haotian can defeat the second-grade Carl? On the left side of the ring, a short but strong teenager said to his familiar partners.

"I think it's difficult. Although Haotian and Ke Lan's combat skills are quite strong in our first grade, after all, they are first-class warriors. It's not easy to win second-class warriors by their combat skills alone." The answer was a thin and tall red-haired teenager, who was very worried about Haotian and the others.

"That's not necessarily true. It is said that Ke Lan had learned fighting skills from his father at home before he came to the college. Haotian never really fights with people, but from the combat skills revealed during practice, they are very similar to intermediate combat skills, and they still have a good chance of winning. A bald teenager said confidently to Haotian.

"I really hope Haotian and the others can teach Carl a good lesson..." The short teenager stared at the right side of the ring and said hatefully.

"Here we go, Carl and the others are coming." Suddenly, someone shouted at the second-grade soldiers on the right.

Carl, Livia and Gro came out of the second-grade dormitory with their heads held high and looked at them with bright smiles on their faces, as if the victory belonged to them.

"Carl, don't be abused by first-grade children!"

"Gro, you have only been a second-level soldier for a month. Don't capp the boat in the ditch and be beaten so much that you can't get up!"

"Haha! If so, you will lose face!"

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When Carl and the three came to the right side of the ring, the onlookers made fun of them. They are all students in the third, fourth and fifth grades, and the worst are third-level warriors. Originally, they disdained to watch this kind of junior's ring battle. It's just that today, the first-level soldiers challenged the second-level soldiers, which led to these senior students.

And many of the sixth-grade students and sixth-level warriors have entered the sunset mountain to hunt and kill monsters. Even if they don't go out, they won't come to watch this kind of battle that they think are children's fun. After all, with their strength, they can already be tutors and assistants in the first and second grades. Therefore, it is difficult to see several six-level soldiers in the square.

"Ha, those three first-grade kids are also here." A fourth-grade soldier looked at the left and laughed.

Five people, including Haotian, Ke Lan, Luo Feng, William, and the blonde Reningna, came to their first-grade team in silence and looked over the one-meter-high ring to look at Carl and the three of them.

ge luo looked back provocatively, then jumped to the ring, stared at the four people in Haotian, and shouted arrogantly, "Which of you four will come first?"

Haotian raised his eyebrows and pushed Ke Lan out.

At night, they have determined that the weakest Gro is dealt with by Ke Lan, while Carl and Livia are left to Haotian.

Ke Lan ran a few steps, jumped to the ring with an arrow and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense, do it!" His feet shook on the slate, and his strong body seemed to have been thrown by a catapult, roaring towards Gro, who was standing on the right side of the ring. The right hand was erected in the shape of a sword, and his body kept twisting in a very regular way, making many long swords appear in the right arm of the sword.

It was the intermediate combat skill he learned from his father - phantom fencing.

The first-grade students mainly practice the secret scriptures of fighting spirit, and their combat skills are only simple primary combat skills. Unless there are combat skills for him at home, just like Haotian and Ke Lan, he has practiced advanced combat skills before coming to the college.

Gro obviously has someone in his family to teach him combat skills. He stared coldly at Ke Lan, who twisted his body and rushed straight. He stood with his feet in front of him and behind, squatting slightly on his waist, raised his elbows, and held his chest and fists. When Ke Lan's right arm came, his left hand quickly stopped out, and his right fist hit Ke Lan's chest.

However, Ke Lan's move was a tentative move. When his right palm was blocked by Grog, his forward body immediately braked, and then jumped back and jumped three meters away.

"It's very agile!" ge luo punched and immediately put his fist in his chest, looked at Ke Lan and sneered.

Ke Lan's test, knowing that Gro would have powerful combat skills, wandered around Gro. From time to time, he immediately jumped away and fought with Gro.

He is the peak of the first-level warrior, close to the strength of the second-level warrior, while Gro is a junior second-level warrior, which is the strength of the first-level fighting spirit, and the strength of the two is not much different. But Ke Lan knew that Gro was impulsive and fought with him in a wandering way, and he would soon lose his patience.

As long as he loses his patience, there will definitely be flaws.

At that time, one move can defeat him.

One of them circled back and forth on the stage. One of them kept moving his body and guarded him with his fists. Occasionally, they hit each other with their fists and made sporadic crackling sounds.

More than ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

"Hey! Are you two playing cat and mouse or something..."

"Do it quickly..."

"It's so boring. If I didn't come, why did I get up early..."

Seeing that the two of them kept wandering, but did not fight, the senior students under the stage began to complain.

"Drink!" Gro's patience was really limited. First of all, he couldn't help it. He shouted, stepped on the ground with his feet, and rushed to the ground quickly. His thumbs were his head, clenched into a fist cone, and went straight at William.

"That's the time." Seeing thatge luo lost patience and knew that the opportunity was coming, Ke Lan gave up his combat skills and swordsmanship and changed to fist and foot kung fu. He immediately squatted down and quickly swept his legs toge luo's feet.

"Bum!"

Gro, who had lost his opportunity, was swept to the ground by Ke Lan, and his strong body smashed on the stone floor, causing a burst of dust. Ke Lan did not let go of this opportunity, and then got up and kicked directly onge luo's waist.

"Bum!" There was another shock. Gro was kicked several meters by his heavy and powerful right foot, and his body was rolled into a shrimp ball. He held his waist with his hands and yellow water came out of his mouth, moaning softly.

The students watching the battle under the stage were all dumb and stared at the two people on the stage with incredible eyes.

"Damn it! Gro is too lame..." A third-grade warrior student curled his lips.

"Yes, I lost. It's really bad!" Another fourth-grade student also said unhappyly.

"Go! It's a waste of time to watch this kind of junior boy fight..."

Several senior students turned away from the ring with disdain.

Haotian raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a smile. Ke Lan was really smart. He decisively gave up swordsmanship and switched to the primary combat skills learned by the college to defeat the enemy in one move.

Several young men in the second grade lifted Gro down. Carl came out of the second-grade soldiers. Everyone saw him carrying a one-meter-long wooden stick in his hand, with thick arms and a thick cloth wrapped in a foot at the front.

He jumped on the ring, danced a few times with the wooden stick in his hand, looked at Haotian under the stage, and said proudly, "Haotian, do you dare to fight with me?"

"What's the dare?" Haotian opened his eyes and took a wooden stick from a classmate beside him and jumped on the ring.

The college allows students to fight and be injured, but they cannot be seriously injured or die. Therefore, general students solve conflicts with each other, which is a pair of punches and feet to win or lose. Later, I don't know who came up with a fighting method of a wooden stick as a weapon, which gradually spread in the warrior department and was also allowed by the college.

The two of them held wooden stick weapons in their hands, and the blood in the young man's body boiled.