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Chapter 1527

Words:5998Update:22/06/20 03:02:15

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The domineering declaration of sovereignty caused many of the girls here to be intimidated.

Although Ryoko had not reached the Golden Core Realm, she was hindered by the Ryoko family's amazing power on Sun Island.

Even though these girls were unhappy with such domineering words, they didn't dare to say anything.

Holding back their anger, they could only disperse.

In the end, there was only one girl left in the circle around Wang Ling.

One look and you could tell that he was a stubborn person.

"Jiugong, don't you think this is too overbearing?" The girl in the kendo uniform spoke. She was barefoot and her hands were bandaged for boxing. She looked like the type that was not to be trifled with.

Was it the path of the Combat Department?

Lotus Sun smiled inwardly, but didn't show it on her face.

Because she was now Ryoko Kumiya, she had to imitate all the details perfectly.

As for physical skills, Lotus Sun actually wasn't afraid.

The girl in front of him looked strong.

But even without the support of Mysterious Sea's power, Lotus Sun's body techniques weren't weak.

"Humph! Let's see what happens in the competition, Matsushita Galaxy, "Lotus Sun said, imitating Kumiya Ryoko's tone.

That "hmph" seemed to have perfectly verified that this person was Ryoko Kuamiya herself.

"Let's wait and see." Matsushita Galaxy was so angry that her chest was heaving up and down.

She wanted to curse the flat-chested Ryoko Kuamiya.

However, thinking that they were in public, and that Houlang Sang was still on the side, it was really ungentlemanly to curse like that.

In fact, even Chikei Sasaki in the monitoring room was surprised by this.

Chive Sasaki: "That's strange, I remember that Rong Chan should be a little bigger than Kumiya-san … Kumiya-san is a complete airport airport, but now Rong Chan, who is pretending to be Kumiya-san, is actually also …"

"It's because of the spray I developed," said Wang Ming.

"Spray?"

"Full name: So cute, you must be a blue child spray. Abbreviation: This is blue spray. "

Wang Ming said, "After using it, you can temporarily slim and shrink your breasts."

"So that's how it is." Chikei Sasaki nodded even though he didn't understand.

He suddenly felt that this "Wang Xiao Er" in front of him was indeed a genius.

He seemed to know everything …

"Looks like the disguise plan this time is really well prepared." Chive Sasaki sighed.

However, he still vaguely felt that there was a small problem.

At this time, there was one person in the room whose gaze had been fixed on Lotus Sun, who was disguised as Ryoko Kumiya.

"Looks like it won't be easy for Student Sparrow …" Leek Sasaki said worriedly.

"Don't worry about that."

Wang Ming chuckled. "The moment I saw Rongrong disguise herself as Classmate Ryoko, I already did everything. Kuamiya Ryoko's entry and exit information, as well as her school registration information, have all been temporarily moved back. "

"But Classmate Sparrow is very dangerous now. She clearly saw it, but she deliberately didn't say it. I'm afraid there's another plan behind this. "

"Don't worry, chives, it's fine. She can't beat Rongrong. "

"Isn't Rong Chan only at the Foundation Establishment Realm? Even if I can unleash the combat power of a Golden Core Stage … "

"Yes, only Foundation Establishment. But … "

Wang Ming smiled and kept him in suspense. "You'll know later."

The sparrow thought that it was only dealing with a Foundation Establishment cultivator whose combat power was comparable to a Golden Core cultivator.

But the truth was …

The woman she was facing was the strongest Foundation Establishment cultivator on Earth, who could even cut down a Dao God with one slash of her sword.



The competition would be divided into groups by drawing lots.

Based on the actual situation in the duel, the artificial intelligence system would give a comprehensive score.

But because of Lotus Sun's sudden addition, there was an odd number of participants.

In a situation where it was impossible to divide into groups of two.

Of the sixty-three people, sixty-two would be divided into two groups for the competition.

The winners would directly advance to the next round.

Those who were eliminated would automatically enter the losers' group.

Finally, based on the system's overall score, the person with the highest score in the losers' group would be resurrected once to fight the sixty-third person.

That was to say …

The first round of the competition.

It was a 31 + 1 competition, and thirty-two people would eventually advance to the second round.

After thirty-one people advanced first, the person with the highest score would be chosen from the remaining thirty-one people in the losers' group to fight the last person.

As for who would fight first and who would fight last …

This was decided by the system's automatic drawing of lots.

In theory, the person who fought last had a natural advantage.

Because the competition would take place on the same day.

While the first person in the losers' group would be resurrected, it would still consume a certain amount of energy.

That was to say, the only person who had drawn a "late lot" would have a certain advantage.

When Wang Ling heard the competition format, he had a bad feeling …

Drawing lots.

On the public screen in the waiting room, the system randomly divided the sixty-three participants into groups.

Very quickly, a tree diagram of the duels was clearly laid out in front of everyone.

And at the end of the tree diagram.

Everyone saw the name of the person who had drawn a late lot …

Queen Lang.

"So it's like this?"

"As expected of No. 60 High's mascot! Queen Lang Sang's luck is too good! "

Many of the participants were envious.

Although this was only the first round, the person who had drawn a late lot had an advantage.

They would almost never be eliminated in the first round.

There was an over eighty percent chance of winning.

"Eighty percent chance of winning?" At that moment, someone in the waiting room looked at the duel list and suddenly laughed.

It was a blue-haired youngster. He was very short, but his aura was extraordinary.

It was none other than Lan Lan Lu, the president of Rainbow Seven Sons Blue Face Association.

The person he had drawn was none other than Lan Lan Lu.

It was none other than Peacock Man who had been following Leek Sasaki and Sparrow.

Don't be fooled by Peacock Man's looks.

But his strength wasn't ordinary. If the two of them fought, it would definitely end in a lose-lose situation.

In that case, it would actually be very disadvantageous for them to enter the next round.

Thus, Lan Lan Lu thought of an idea.

He took the initiative to pull Peacock Man aside to discuss countermeasures.

In the small corner, Peacock was a little surprised by Lan Lan Lu's idea. "You mean, you want to join forces with me?"

"Yes. As a condition, I can let you pass the first round smoothly. But you have to let me earn enough points. "

"If you're found to be rigging a match, you'll be eliminated." Peacock frowned.

"Who said you're rigging a match? We're just farming points." Lan Lan Lu said, "Later, just shoot me fireballs from a distance. I remember that dodging also counts for points."

"A master of body tracing …"

Peacock instantly understood, but he was still a little puzzled. "But why do you want to do that?"

"If the two of us fight to the death for the first round, it'll be very risky to enter the second round."

Lan Lan Lu said, "In that case, why don't we put on a show and you advance smoothly? And I can deal with that mascot, which isn't that risky … "

Peacock was blank.

He hadn't expected the president of Blue Youth Club to choose this route in order to advance smoothly.

But since he had made up his mind to do it …

Did this mean that Lan Lan Lu had already subconsciously labeled that Houlang Sang "very weak"?

Although Houlang Sang was indeed a mascot in No. 60 High School …

But Peacock still felt that he might not be as weak as he thought.

"Don't worry, Peacock. I heard that Houlang Sang didn't rest well last night, and his aura is very weak today. I'm confident that I can beat him. "

At that moment, Lan Lan Lu smiled confidently. "As long as you help me, it'll be fine. And this way, both of us will be able to preserve enough strength for the next round, won't we? "

Peacock thought for a moment.

Finally, he nodded.

In any case, this wasn't too bad for him.

After all, he could guarantee that he would enter the next round.

It was just that Lan Lan Lu had chosen this roundabout way to enter the next round.

He still didn't understand.

It was obvious that he had made this decision because he was confident that he could beat Houlang Sang.

But what if … what if he lost?



Although the stadium wasn't big, the competition would be finished today.

Two stadiums, two fields, and an artificial intelligence referee ball suspended in the air to monitor and evaluate the competition from all angles.

Including the overall system score, it was the referee ball that gave the final score.

At the same time, images of the duel would also be projected into the waiting room at the same time.

So far, Wang Ling had yet to fight against a foreign student.

Cultivators from different countries had very different teaching styles, so many of them had their own characteristics and were even ingenious in combat.

For example, the cultivators on Sun Island would often implant some ideas from the ACG industry into their spells during their education from a young age …

They could turn something they saw in cartoons into real spells.

This was also an eye-opener for Wang Ling.

For example, on the public screen in the waiting room, the two sides were fighting fiercely.

Wang Ling couldn't help but feel like he was watching an anime.

That kind of fast, shadowy punches, the ripples, and all kinds of gorgeous and familiar fighting skills … Wang Ling felt like he had seen them all before.

In the first round of the competition, Student Matsushita Galaxy, who had challenged Lotus Sun earlier, wasn't in the same group as her, but the boy who had fought her had been beaten very badly.

Because as soon as the match started, Matsushita Galaxy had entered three-tailed mode!

She had actually tied her hair into a ponytail to increase her battle strength!

In fact, this was a method of stimulating the acupuncture points on the scalp!

If you tied a ponytail tightly enough, the tightly bound hair roots would have the same effect as golden needles piercing acupuncture points.

It would speed up the blood flow in the body, thus making spirit energy flow faster than before.

But to cultivate this technique, you had to train your scalp strictly from a young age.

Because tying a ponytail was actually very damaging to the scalp.

If your scalp wasn't firm enough, you would often go bald after training.

"It's not over yet! Get up! "Matsushita Galaxy grabbed the male student's collar. His stance was filled with power, causing others to feel fear in their hearts.

She was still angry at Lotus Sun's attitude toward her earlier.

She was just a young miss, what was the big deal?!

What right did she have to say that Hou Lang Sang was hers?!

Wang Ling didn't understand this behavior, but Wang Ming and Chive Sasaki in the surveillance room understood very well.

This was a war between women …

An angry girl was often very scary.

In order to ensure the safety of the boy's life …

In the end, Matsushita Galaxy's match was forcibly stopped.

On the other side, Lotus Sun's match was relatively smooth.

Looking at the girl who had been sent flying like a scarecrow, Lotus Sun had wanted to step forward and help her up.

But she suddenly remembered that the person she was playing was Ryoko Kyū …

If it had been Classmate Kyū, she probably wouldn't have directly walked over to help her up.

She was trying to figure out what Ryoko was thinking.

After thinking about it, she cautiously stepped forward and finally held out her hand to the girl. "Hmph! I'm not here to help you up! I'm just passing by! "

In the waiting room, Wang Ling couldn't help clapping his hands lightly.

This acting was way too realistic ….



The 31st group's competition lasted for about 10 hours.

Everything went as Lanlan Lu had expected. Through his cooperation with Peacock and repeated evasion points, Lanlan Lu's overall score became first in the losers' group.

When the words Lanlan Lu VS Queen Lang-lang appeared on the public screen …

Wang Ling realized that it was time for him to appear on stage.

"Lang-san, come on! You have an eighty percent chance of winning! Don't let us down! "

"You can do it, Lang-san! Defeat this Blue Hair! Because the hair dye animation can't be broadcasted! So you have to defeat him! "

"President! For the sake of our Blue Face Club, you have to hold on! "

Cheers rang out incessantly in the arena.

Some cheered for Wang Ling, especially the Blue Face Club members who were cheering for Lanlan Lu.

Because his body was covered in Dao talismans, this was the first time Wang Ling felt at ease.

He finally didn't have to worry about accidentally blowing someone's head off in a one-on-one fight …

But the truth was that Wang Ling hadn't completely relaxed.

After all, the incomplete Dao talismans on him might explode at any moment and give off smoke like firecrackers …

He glanced lazily at Lanlan Lu in front of him and felt that the other party's aura was pitifully weak.

But seeing Lanlan Lu's confident look, Wang Ling couldn't say anything to discourage him.

This was the last match in the first round.

Wang Ling and Lanlan Lu stood in the arena.

The blue-haired man in front of him was smiling at him. "Lang-san's luck is really good, you actually drew a delayed lot. But unfortunately, your opponent is me, so you're bound to lose this match. "

Wang Ling shrugged and put his hands in his trouser pockets, not paying any attention to Lanlan Lu's nonsense.

The blue-haired man continued to smile. "Look at how calm you look and how you put your hands in your trouser pockets, but you're actually so nervous that your palms are sweating, aren't they?"

"…"

"Actually, whether you win or lose, I think it's already a great deal of courage for you to participate in the competition."

"…"

"If a foreign student like you takes the top spot in our country's university rankings, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?"

"…" Wang Ling continued to be silent.

Lanlan Lu's endless chatter didn't provoke Wang Ling.

Wang Ling had said it a long time ago.

Overconfidence was stupidity.

But people like Lanlan Lu were also narrow-minded and narrow-minded because of the limitations of their realms.

Perhaps in other people's eyes.

Lanlan Lu was a very strong young genius at the Golden Core stage.

But in Wang Ling's view, this Lanlan Lu in front of him was essentially a mortal.

As a mortal, of course you couldn't expect him to understand things beyond his own strength.

What was the saying?

Don't be fooled by how happy you are now.

Wang Ling and your list.

In fact, Wang Ling himself didn't have any desire to win.

If it wasn't for the plan to draw out Peng Xiren, get the prize money, and kill three birds with one stone with crispy noodles …

He wouldn't have participated in this competition at all.

"Lang-san, are you ready?"

At that moment, the blue-haired man looked at Wang Ling with a kind smile.

In Lanlan Lu's eyes, this was just a game to bully noobs.

Since it was a game to bully noobs, it could even be called an entertainment competition, so there was no need to be so nervous.

After what looked like a polite inquiry …

What greeted Wang Ling next was Lanlan Lu's "Hair Lotus."

This was a body technique with an extremely high degree of difficulty.

The main point was to dash forward quickly, circle behind the enemy, pick him up, and use his amazing jumping ability to bring him up into the air. Then, he would use his rapidly lengthening hair to wrap around the enemy!

In the end, he would form a high-speed spiral of death in the air as he smashed into the ground!

This was Lanlan Lu's most proficient move in all of his body techniques.

In his opinion, it was more than enough to deal with Wang Ling.

This No. 60 High's mascot definitely wouldn't be able to take the spinning impact in the air and pass out!

He was extremely fast.

In almost the blink of an eye, he had already circled behind Wang Ling!

"Ha!" Lanlan Lu roared and locked Wang Ling's shoulder with a Strong Man Lock, trying to use his jumping ability to lift Wang Ling off the ground!

That was right!

The most important thing about the "Hair Lotus" was that it had to lift the opponent off the ground!

But now, Lanlan Lu realized that he was facing some technical difficulties …

He couldn't lift Wang Ling at all!

"F * * k!" Lanlan Lu's face turned red, and at the same time, he couldn't help swearing in his heart!

This Wang Lang looked so weak that he couldn't even stand a gust of wind! So thin! How could he be so heavy?!

Many people in the waiting room also cried out in surprise.

"How can this be? Classmate Lanlan Lu can't lift Hou Langsang at all! The Hair Lotus failed before it was even activated? "

"I told you that Hou Langsang isn't ordinary! He must have seen through this move early on, so he used Thousand Catty Fall! "

"No! Even if it's Thousand Catty Fall, Hou Langsang is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, how can Lanlan Lu not lift him? "



This was a very strange scene.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with bewildered expressions on their faces.

At the same time, Lanlan Lu himself was at a loss.

He couldn't lift Wang Ling …

This was something he hadn't expected.

He thought about how many people in the waiting room were staring at him.

His movements now had to be exceptionally awkward. Lanlan Lu instantly felt his face burn.

In the end, he could only give up on his "Hair Lotus" move and use Wang Ling's unshakable body as a stepping stone. He abruptly kicked Wang Ling in the back and jumped up in a cool posture to hide his embarrassment.

Unfortunately, what Lanlan Lu didn't expect was …

In the next second, Wang Ling's backlash had already begun …

Kacha! The right foot that Lanlan Lu had kicked just now was fractured on the spot.

"…" Wang Ling rejoiced.

Fortunately, Wang Ming had added a lot of talisman seals on him.

Otherwise, given the strength of that kick just now, this Lanlan Lu's lower body would probably have been crushed like shit.

After landing, Lanlan Lu realized that his right foot was fractured, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

The main point was that he was still holding back and didn't directly cry out.

This was the last match between him and Wang Ling.

With so many eyes watching in the waiting room, how could he dare cry out in pain!

"Hou Langsang … you forced me to do this …" Lanlan Lu took a deep breath.

His chest rose and fell as he was a little angry.

In Wang Ling's eyes, this was more like a kind of helpless rage.

Because he had lost the ability to fight in one leg, Lanlan Lu had to find a new way to attack as soon as possible.

Then, under everyone's stupefied gazes …

Lanlan Lu suddenly did a handstand and roared, "Activate! Super Transformation Form! "

In the next moment, he used his hands instead of his feet to charge at Wang Ling.

Using his right foot, which was in the air, he twisted his ankle continuously in the air and began to condense a high-density spirit power ball.

This kind of spirit power ball was supposed to be made by rubbing it with his hands.

But because he was using his hands instead of his feet, Lanlan Lu had no choice but to use this method.

As a cultivator with an outstanding wind spirit root, he had a unique spirit root.

Even in this situation, he could actually use the attribute of his spirit root to think of using his ankle instead of his wrist to rotate quickly and rub out a spirit power ball with tremendous lethality and destructive power …

Wang Ling was secretly astonished by this kind of battle thinking.

However, Lanlan Lu was really too slow.

Wang Ling concentrated and dodged sideways, avoiding Lanlan Lu's attack.

It wasn't because he was afraid of pain.

It was mainly because he was afraid that the backlash would cripple Lanlan Lu's other foot.

Just now, Lanlan Lu had only used his right foot to kick Wang Ling, and even under the protection of Wang Ling's multiple layers of seals, his foot had still been fractured.

And if this Psionic Power Ball were to hit him …

Lanlan Lu would probably have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair …

In the end, this was just the first round of the Nine Paths and the internal group competition.

Wang Ling really didn't think it was necessary to block the rest of his life.

But the moment Wang Ling dodged it …

He could also feel traces of the "incomplete Dao talisman seal" breaking on his body.

Wisps of smoke began to rise from Wang Ling's body.

Even though Wang Ling hadn't done anything.

Some of the talismans had broken …

This was?!

At that moment, Lanlan Lu stared at the smoking Wang Ling with an incredulous expression. "Second … Second Gear?"

"This … this is impossible! Impossible! "

He was practically roaring, his face red from the intense rolling of his qi and blood.

This teenager in front of him …

He wasn't as weak as he had imagined.

This teenager was like a very complicated math problem.

Now, Lanlan Lu finally realized …

This problem was a little beyond his scope.

Wang Ling: "?"

He clearly.

He hadn't done anything.

What the hell was Second Gear …

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