Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty: Wheel War(1/2)
Bang!
A crisp sound rang.
Bai Yu kicked the stool away and looked at the few people: "Who is here to manage the business?"
Several people from the fighting club hesitated for a moment.
Then.
Rub! Rub! Rub! Rub!
A row of strong muscles stood up instantly, with a sharp aura.
"Boy, are you making trouble?"
"Which club is from? I haven't seen you these days, and suddenly came out to die?"
The strong man with the buzz cut in the lead asked coldly.
The surrounding eyes were instantly focused here.
"Kendo Club, challenge."
Beside Bai Yu, Meng Siyu stood up and said.
"It's the Kendo Club again, is there no one? I want a girl to come out?" The strong man clenched his fists with his hands, collided with each other, and said with a grim smile.
Bang.
As he moved, his muscles began to tremble.
"Kendora Club has faced the Kamababa Club again. It seems that this time the Kendo Club took the initiative to take charge of it."
"The Kendo Club has zero points. Who will challenge them? It must be their challenge. But I don't like the Kendo Club. The Angles Fighting Club has Emmos. He has won five consecutive games recently!"
"Don't you look at the people from the Kendo Club? Their president seems to be back, the one who ranked first in the freshman entrance exam."
There was a sound of discussion beside him.
Amos naturally heard the other people's comments.
Even if he is a sophomore, he will pay attention to the situation in his freshman year and should still give him due "respect" to the first place in the entrance exam.
Challenge rules for club competition.
It is the challenged party and cannot refuse the challenge of a community with lower rankings than itself, but it has the right to decide the mode of the battle.
There are one-on-one single-player battles and three-on-three wheel battles respectively.
Although Emmos is big and thick, he is not reckless at all.
on the contrary.
He is still the kind of talent who plays with strategy in the empty-handed fight club.
It tastes like a dog-headed military advisor.
so.
Faced with such a club that has few members and has only begun to develop now, and even students at the sophomore level do not have.
Emmos naturally chose the latter.
Three to three.
It is difficult for all three people from the Kendo Club to get it together.
Jiang Xi from the Martial Arts Academy is already injured, and it is difficult to fight again.
And Bai Yu.
Even if it is powerful, it is impossible to fight three.
Besides, what he has to face is three senior students from sophomore years.
"Three to three, come on."
Emmos sneered coldly.
Following the challenge, the people around quickly made the venue open.
The Kendo Club also expected that the other party would choose a three-on-three wheel battle, and Gan Yuhan and Meng Siyu walked out of the crowd respectively.
"No one else?"
Bai Yu glanced at it.
The blood and energy on Meng Siyu and Gan Yuhan floated around 4,000 knots, which was considered the most powerful group among the eighth-level warriors.
In martial arts schools, they have improved very quickly.
But compared with the opposite side, it is still not enough to see.
There are three people on the other side, two of them are the eighth-level peaks.
The strong man who spoke just now had reached the seventh level of blood and energy level, which was almost the same as Bai Yu.
"President, even if you think we are weak, don't act so obviously!"
Meng Siyu took out his long sword.
"Then I will pay attention next time." Bai Yu said.
"Bastard, you really think we are weak." Meng Siyu held her forehead helplessly.
"Okay, I'll be the finale of the first game, President, can you?"
Gan Yuhan said with a serious look on his face.
"I have no problem."
"Do what you said."
Bai Yu and Meng Siyu retreated aside.
The venue for the battle is a blanket on the ground, with an area of about 10X10 square meters, and there is a piece in front of each club.
This is a place specially used for competition.
Gan Yuhan walked to the middle of the blanket, and his opponent was a fat man wearing a white social uniform of a fighter and weighing more than 200 kilograms.
The tonnage gap between the two sides is very different.
"The Kendo Society actually asked such a little girl to come up. I'm really willing to say, "How can I deal with you if my uncle wants you?"
The fat man grinned and stepped forward.
Bang.
A vibration sounded on the floor.
Gan Yuhan did not answer, and his vertical pupils showed his eyes. Three short blades in his hand were sandwiched between his fingers, which looked like two cat claws.
The other party is a cat demon, so it is understandable that he can use his claws.
Bai Yu carefully observed the stage.
The kitten demon has always worked hard in practicing, and now it is her battle to prove herself.
As a rare stranger who had been involved in the Tiannan Martial Arts University, the other party was responsible for the mission of revitalizing the cat demon clan and endured humiliation.
Lin Qingsong also talked to him about this issue.
Gan Yuhan's identity was discovered by the school's senior management as early as when she entered the "no-reasonable world" of the seal.
Lin Qingsong and Bai Yu have talked several times.
Regarding the issue of alien cultivation, the punishment can be large or small, but the final result of the discussion is to turn a blind eye.
Although the empire was severely punished.
However, many schools will not strictly enforce it, and there is also humane favor in the law.
and.
The other party’s origin is not simple.
The royal family of the Cat Demon clan has more or less connections with many big figures at the top of the empire.
As long as the other party is on the right path, there is no need to make trouble for nothing.
This has led to the current situation.
Gan Yuhan has developed rapidly in Tiannan Wushu University and has made rapid progress. He is even expected to be attracted by a separate mentor in the next major exam.
"drink!"
now.
She shouted sweetly, her blood circulated, her legs kicked, and her figure rushed out like an arrow, shaking a wind sound in the air.
Although the strong man opposite had a sneer on his face, he had no sign of contempt in his eyes.
"Thousands of waves, eight hundred watts of power fist!"
To be continued...