No one had expected Lotus Sun to take advantage of the heavy rain to use the power of Mysterious Sea's sword spirit to wield sword qi from a distance to destroy the enemy, although in the end, not everyone was eliminated.
On the eighth day, there were twelve people left on the field.
No. 60 High had six.
The other six were Nan Yixiu from South Sea Sky High, Four Eyes, who had been with Wang Zhen earlier, Zhu Hanyun from Titan High, junior sister Yan Xiaochun from the same school, Tang Jingze from No. 59 High, and Yi Zhiyang, the team leader from Sword God Academy.
No. 60 High's team knew more or less about the others, but they were curious about Yi Zhiyang's background.
"What kind of school is Sword God Academy?" Super Chen rubbed his head, feeling confused.
"I think an uncle mentioned it to me before. It's a newly established cultivation high school in Jinghua city. I didn't expect such a young school to have someone in the national competition for the first time … But I don't know who this Yi Zhiyang is." There were too many students participating in the competition, and even uncles like Dopey Guo couldn't remember every single one of them clearly.
The point was that Sword God Academy wasn't on Headmaster Chen's list of precautions to begin with. Now that someone had suddenly broken out of the encirclement, the contestants from all the schools were taken aback.
If the competition hadn't started yet, Hero Guo might have been able to find out Yi Zhiyang's identity through other means. But now that they were in a competition, even if he had a way out of the ring, he couldn't use it openly.
In the command center, Old Huang sipped hot tea. He was wrapped in a thick cotton quilt, which was a special magic treasure that could dispel the cold and strengthen one's body.
This was the real Old Huang.
Previously, he had been trapped in the cold pool in the stalactite cave, and his entire body had been frozen.
"Teacher, are you feeling better?" President Qi asked concernedly.
"I'm already a lot better." Old Huang gazed at Yi Zhiyang on the screen. "By the way, could this person be …"
"Teacher, you're absolutely right." President Qi nodded with a smile.
Sword God Academy students naturally specialized in swordsmanship, and the team leader was surnamed Yi. How many people in the world of swordsmanship could compete with this Yi Zhiyang?
Elder Huang studied Yi Zhiyang's appearance carefully. Then, he frowned and shook his head slightly. He transmitted his voice, "He doesn't look like him. Also, I remember that Yi Jianchuan is a thousand-year-old virgin who doesn't have a wife. When did he have such a big son? "
"He's not his own." President Qi smiled and replied telepathically.
"This … Old Wang from next door?" Elder Huang was astonished.
"Teacher, you think too much. This is a child that Old Yi picked up more than ten years ago. It is said that he was born with a sword bone. He saw that he was a promising talent, so he adopted him as his son. "
So that was how it was.
Old Huang was relieved.
Now, all the doubts in his heart were resolved.
In the middle of the seventh night, Lotus Sun's sword rain baptism had directly eliminated most of the people. Among the many split screens in front of him, Old Huang immediately recognized Yi Zhiyang in the corner.
At that time, Yi Zhiyang had been sitting alone on the cliff, his pure white school uniform swaying in the wind. He hadn't brandished any magic artifacts, and had only plucked a handful of grass from the ground to fuse his sword intent into it. He had used the power of the grass to form a powerful sword screen, which had withstood Mysterious Sea's sword rain baptism.
No one would have thought that on the last day of the competition, there would actually be a batch of dark horses like this.
…
It was Saturday, November 22nd, the eighth day of the National Cultivation School Body Technique Competition.
After a discussion among the surviving students, everyone unanimously decided that the final battle would be a one-on-one duel on the round top mountain.
The opponents would be decided by drawing lots.
"How about we write the names of all the people from No. 60 High on a piece of paper, and the six of you each draw one?" Nan Yixiu suggested.
"The six of you want to challenge the six of us from No. 60 High? Then why don't we write your names together? "Super Chen felt that this was unfair.
A one-on-one duel was already the biggest concession No. 60 High could make. Otherwise, given the current situation, No. 60 High could completely attack as a group and defeat them one by one; there was no need for them to fight on the round top mountain at all.
The reason why Lotus Sun had agreed to the one-on-one duel was actually because she had followed Headmaster Chen's instructions.
There was no other reason, and the main reason was to leave the other schools some face and hope … If they really fought them as a group, the chances of the other schools winning were minuscule. Furthermore, a one-on-one duel would make the competition more enjoyable to watch, and Lotus Sun especially liked this feeling.
But in the end, this wasn't something Super Chen could decide, and he had to listen to Lotus Sun's instructions when leading the team. "One-on-one is fine. The victory of this competition is destined to belong to No. 60 High. If this can convince you, that's fine too."
This decision wasn't because Lotus Sun was too arrogant and conceited, but because she truly had confidence in everyone from No. 60 High.
After the baptism of her Mysterious Sea Sword Rain last night, almost everyone from the other schools had been exhausted. Furthermore, they already didn't have any extra supplies to replenish their spirit qi and physical strength.
On No. 60 High's side, on the other hand, because Lotus Sun was constantly producing pills, everyone's spirit qi, physical strength and mental state were all relatively excellent.
Thus, even if it was a one-on-one duel, Lotus Sun felt that No. 60 High would still have the upper hand.
"Then it's a deal!" Hearing that Lotus Sun had agreed to the duel, Nan Yixiu was beyond excited. He took out the bamboo sticks that he had prepared beforehand and placed them in the bamboo tube for the six people on his side to draw. The names of each person from No. 60 High were written on the bamboo sticks.
"Student Tang and Student Yi, you have the fewest number of people, so you get priority."
"Alright." Tang Jingze stepped forward and drew a stick, but the person who drew it was Super Chen, which disappointed him a little since he actually wanted to fight Wang Ling more.
Yi Zhiyang, on the other hand, held his temper and crossed his arms with a rather cold expression on his face. "I don't need it. You can just give the rest to me."
"Alright!" Nan Yixiu's lips curled up.
After everyone had drawn lots …
The dueling list had also been finalized.
The first round of the promotion round.
Tang Jingze against Hero Guo;
Yi Zhiyang against Lotus Sun;
Zhu Hanyun against Super Chen;
Yan Xiaochun against Li Youyue;
Four Eyes in South Sea Sky against Xia Ming.
And the last person, Nan Yixiu, drew was Wang Ling.
In fact, it was Nan Yixiu who had arranged all the draws.
Nan Yixiu drawing Wang Ling had also been part of his plan …
And he had drawn Classmate Wang Ling, who was known as No. 60 High's mascot …
A top-class horse against a low-class horse.
According to the rules of Tian Ji's horse race, Nan Yixiu felt that he was very confident of advancing to the first round!
Thinking this, Nan Yixiu curled his lips and was secretly delighted. "Classmate Wang Ling, I'm sorry!"
Wang Ling: "…"
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