"Bang!"

The two swords clashed for the last time. Instructor Xiao stepped back, put away the sword and stood up, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

The tall instructor in charge laughed loudly and gave a thumbs up.

All the instructors were talking heatedly and nodding their heads.

"Practical sparring: S!"

The staff reports the final results.

The students were stunned for a moment and then cheered.

Another S!

Simply unparalleled!

Zhao Xiaoyu was so stunned that Wang Ye's shocking strength hit the depths of her soul, and her heartbeat was pounding.

Only one person couldn't accept it at all.

"I don't accept it! Why!" Yu Haitao stood up angrily with veins on his neck exposed.

Wang Ye was beaten from beginning to end, and he never even took the initiative to attack.

The instructor's attacks are not strong either. Although he has the initiative, because he controls his body strength, it feels like he is rehearsing a routine.

Instructor Xiao glanced at Yu Haitao and ignored him, chatting and laughing with the tall instructor.

"Why?"

The instructor of the sword hall looked at Yu Haitao like an ignorant young man: "With his sword skills, he is enough to serve as an instructor in the knife hall. You can't understand it because he is too weak."

Killer pig heart.

Many students suppressed laughter.

Wang Ye didn't, he covered his mouth and laughed out loud.

This instructor is so bad.

"Me, me!" Yu Haitao's face turned red and he didn't know how to answer the question.

He didn't mean to challenge the instructor's authority, but he was just inexplicably impulsive as his blood surged up.

"What are you doing? If you don't accept it, you can come up and fight." The swordsmanship instructor said bluntly: "Let's see if your swordsmanship is weak, or if his swordsmanship is strong."

Yu Haitao gritted his teeth, squeezed out the ugliest smile in his life, and sat down.

It was the boss just now, and he is not stupid.

The huge gap in physical fitness alone cannot be made up for by weapons.

Besides, Wang Ye is in full swing now, so there is no need to provoke him at this time.

There is always a chance!

Seeing Yu Haitao swallowing his anger and giving up, Wang Ye sighed softly in his heart.

What a great opportunity.

I can't take the bait on this one.

"What was that move called just now?" Instructor Xiao said with a smile.

"Fang Yuan." Wang Ye said.

"Self-made?" Instructor Xiao couldn't hide the love for talent in his eyes.

"Of course." Wang Ye did not hesitate.

Well, I did realize it myself.

"It's outstanding. Young people have a bright future." Instructor Xiao was full of praise.

The staff soon announced the results of the practical assessment.

"ID:W1012323."

"Wang Ye."

"Time for sharpening is A, mastering weapons is S, and practicing in actual combat is S."

"Total assessment score: S!"

Class 23 is boiling again.

The cheers lifted the ceiling!
Chapter completed!