This college competition is divided into individual battle stages and wheel battle stages.

In the individual battle, each class's seven-player group plays the qualifiers.

First, three people were sent to the qualifiers of three games and two-win system! The winning team earned one point.

Then, a seven-player competition will be held, with a four-win system for seven games, and the winning team will have two points.

After winning, you can almost pass the qualifiers and advance to the rotation stage.

Generally speaking, individual battles will also have Tian Ji’s horse racing tactics, and it is not impossible for a slightly weak class to defeat a strong class.

But when it comes to the wheel battle stage, if a person with strong enough strength is enough to sweep seven people, then naturally no tactic will work.

All the players have entered the contestants' seats, host Xuan Feng continued: "This match will be determined by the teacher, and the first game will be between Class 12 and Class 7!"

"It's up to us!" Li Chongkai slowly opened his eyes. He no longer closed his eyes to rest. Instead, he went forward directly to meet the teacher in the other team.

"Senior Li! You hide deeply enough!" The other teacher said calmly, and as soon as he got up, he directly exposed the hidden cultivation of all the members of the seventh class.

What a pity, I got your data from Xuanfeng long ago. Even if it is hidden, so what if it is. The grades similar to those of ordinary students are destined to be unable to make a comeback in the college competition.

When other teachers saw the result of this lottery, they were so angry that they gritted their teeth and stamped their feet, hoping to replace Class 12 and go to the person themselves!

Li Chongkai looked gentle and did not refute the other party, but glanced at the other party's true cultivation level. Then he smiled and said, "I hope you can get a good result."

The other teacher was stunned, but he didn't expect that Li Chongkai, as an opponent, would even bless them.

I was muttering in my heart that this was a senior at the Golden Pill Realm after all. I knew that I was going to lose and could still sincerely bless others. If it were him, then I would not have such aura.

Otherwise, they are in the realm of Golden Elixir!

"Tang Jingle, you'll get on later!" The teacher decided to give Li Chong a face, select the strongest one in his team, and quickly send Li Chong a happy look away.

"No problem teacher!"

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"Gu Zhiyu, can you please go to the students?" Li Chongkai asked the students about their opinions.

Gu Zhiyu nodded seriously and said only one word: "Okay."

Wen Chengjie hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to volunteer.

"Teacher, let me do it!" he said very seriously.

"Oh?" Li Chongkai raised his eyebrows. To be honest, he also wanted to know whether a strong athlete like Wen Chengjie could win the game.

Wen Chengjie slowly breathed and said, "I was standing in the center of the arena just now. The audience's spitting will never be forgotten. It was also at this time that I secretly swear that if I step on the competition stage, I must win everything."

"Now the college competition is right in front of me, I have to consider whether this is my only chance in my life!"

"Teacher Li Chongkai was able to achieve the best grades when he entered the school, so we have to do it for the rebuilding of the glory of Class 7!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the rest of the people in Class 7 were stunned.

They never thought that Wen Chengjie's ideological awareness was so high!

Gu Zhiyu hesitated for a while, but still rejected Wen Chengjie.

"Sorry, since Teacher Li Chongkai decided to let me go, I definitely cannot avoid it. This is my kendo!"

Zichuan also patted Wen Chengjie on the shoulder and comforted him: "You are so strong, you must be used to reverse the finale. It is definitely not good to expose yourself too early!"

The two of them persuaded each other, which gradually dispelled the idea.

What a pity that our Class 7 is probably going to fall in these three games and two wins. Wen Chengjie shook his head, so he could only wait for Gu Zhiyu to lose later.

He really felt that this was his only chance in his life.

After all, my strength is not as good as others. Later, the qualifiers with a three-game two-win system will definitely be withdrawn after two games.

Then play the second stage of the qualifier with seven games and four wins. If this is lost, then the seventh class will be gone.

One ended with two games losing all the way, and one ended with four games losing all the way.

If you have the mentality of one person last time, you will only have six people in full swing, and one person will definitely not be able to get there.

Wen Chengjie sighed, he would lose anyway, and he felt that as the captain, he must shoulder the responsibility.

Just now, Wen Chengjie felt the pressure of public opinion, so he thought that he could at least protect the reputation of another player when he appeared on the stage later.

"Please play the players on both sides!"

With the referee's order, Wen Chengjie knew that it would be useless to change it, so he found a chair and sat down slowly, and began to accumulate energy.

"I'm going to buy it and leave it alone! I'm going to buy it and leave it alone!"

"The front row reminds that Tang Jingle has three levels of Qi Condensation! And he has been practicing martial arts since childhood! Practical experience and practice data are one of the strongest single-player candidates in this competition!"

"Stop talking, I pressed 300,000 Happy Beans with my backhand!"

"We're finally here, let me be healthy!"

The two contestants stood on the ring and looked at each other from afar.

"I've heard of you, you seem to be learning swordsmanship?" Tang Jingle shook the sword in his hand, "I heard from the teacher that you all hide your cultivation, right?"

"It's just a timid person. The little cultivation you hid is probably not even in the middle of the game in our class!"

Tang Jingle teased and said, "Why? I don't even dare to reply?"

Gu Zhiyu ignored him and just took a pose of drawing his sword, whispering: "This time, it's really insufficient purity."

He Gu Zhiyu did not take the initiative to hide his cultivation, but because he entered the Tao with his sword, the realm of the sword and his cultivation were only one, which was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

The other party didn't even understand this. After all, his understanding of the sword was too shallow!

"Hmph!" Seeing that Gu Zhiyu had just replied without any ends, Tang Jingle felt bored and had to follow the action of drawing the sword.

Tang Jingle couldn't help but smile, "I'll let you see my sword later!"

"This will be a sight you have never seen in your life!"

Then I regret being an enemy of me when I am injured! In this kind of duel, I can’t control my sword!

In a moment, in just a moment, I can clean up the dregs like you who are starting with spiritual energy.

"The competition begins!"

Suddenly! A strong wind suddenly blew! A flash of light carried an unparalleled wave of air! It swept half of the arena!

A sword hit Tang Jingle's throat and slowly moved forward. A trace of red slid down the tip of the sword, giving him a stinging feeling.

Tang Jingle's cold sweat instantly dripped onto the hilt of his sword, and his sword had just pulled out an inch!

"You are not allowed to draw your sword."

Tang Jingle held his throat against the tip of the sword and slowly raised his head in disbelief.

The other party stood in the sun, and his sword could not even be seen or touched.

The showdown between swords and swords ends in an instant.
Chapter completed!