The battle between Wang Sheng and Liu Long was about to break out!
"Wang Sheng, admit defeat. You're no match for me!" Liu Long said confidently as he held his long rod. He had fought Wang Sheng many times since entering the academy, and Wang Sheng had never won.
With his class nine soulforce and his martial soul, how was Wang Sheng supposed to win? Liu Long couldn't think of anything.
Wang Sheng's expression was firm. "I'll win today!"
"Eh?" Liu Long was a little confused. Looking at Wang Sheng's confident look, he really didn't know where Wang Sheng's courage came from.
"Does Wang Sheng have a trump card?" Liu Long stared blankly for a moment before shaking his head in disdain. "This guy is just a working student. How could he possibly have such a trump card?
The battle was about to break out!
"Ahh!" Liu Long's staff once again struck Wang Sheng's chest. Even with the defense of Wang Sheng's Beast Martial Spirit, he was unable to completely protect himself from the stinging pain. He unconsciously let out a cry.
"Hiss! Wang Sheng's being beaten up so badly! "Xiao Wu said sadly.
"Xiao Wu, can you not laugh when you say that?" Lu Yuan said helplessly.
Xiao Wu giggled. "I didn't think Wang Sheng's acting would be so good. I was just saying it, and he was getting beaten up so well!"
"That's true. Wang Sheng purposely suppressed his strength and focused his soulforce on defense. He made Liu Long think he couldn't take a single hit, so he started to become careless. In reality, every time Liu Long's staff hit Wang Sheng, the damage wasn't as high as he thought it would be. "
Lu Yuan continued. "Liu Long and Wang Sheng have fought more than once, so Liu Long knows how strong Wang Sheng is. That's why he can't appear weak from the start. Wang Sheng's acting today was very good, and he hid his strength very well. Liu Long didn't notice anything wrong. Liu Long is a tool soul master, so his body is weak and his endurance isn't high.
"What makes Wang Sheng smart is that although he will be hit every time, Liu Long will spend a few rounds each time he hits him. This consumes a lot of Liu Long's stamina and soul power, but Liu Long hasn't realized this yet."
"Wang Sheng, on the other hand, is a soul master with a beast martial soul. He's very resilient and hasn't wasted much of his soul power. Right now, the two of them are on completely different levels," Tang San said.
"The opportunity to win is right in front of us!" Lu Yuan made the final decision.
"Strange, why am I getting weaker and weaker?" Liu Long felt a little strange. Today, Wang Sheng seemed to be particularly resistant to beatings. In the past, Wang Sheng always liked to fight head-on. Today, however, he kept dodging. His strength seemed to have decreased by quite a bit.
Strangely enough, Wang Sheng was like a live target to him in the past, and he could hit him however he wanted. But today, he had expended so much soulforce, but the number of times he was able to hit Wang Sheng had decreased significantly.
As time passed, he found that his strength was getting weaker and weaker.
"Now's the time!" Sensing that Liu Long's strength had weakened and his movements had slowed down, Wang Sheng used all of his remaining soulforce to send Liu Long's staff flying. A tiger claw slammed towards Liu Long's body.
"Not good!" Wang Sheng's sudden outburst startled Liu Long. Unable to dodge in time, Liu Long was slapped in the face. He flew back several meters and fainted on the spot.
"Liu Long!" Seeing Liu Long suddenly sent flying by Wang Sheng's slap, they couldn't help but let out a startled cry. Liu Long had clearly been crushing Wang Sheng just a moment ago. How had the situation suddenly reversed? Liu Long had been sent flying.
"Sister Xiao Wu, I won!" Wang Sheng roared like a tiger. He was as happy as a child. Ever since he entered Notting Academy, he had never beaten Liu Long. Today, he had finally fulfilled his dream.
"Well done, Wang Sheng. You didn't disappoint Sister Xiao Wu. Go and rest!" Xiao Wu patted Wang Sheng's shoulder and told him to go rest.
"Xiao Chenyu, we, the working students, have won the first round. Who are you going to send for the next round?" Xiao Wu asked.
"Ling Feng, you go." Xiao Chenyu sent out his top general.
"In that case, I'll go up on the side of the working students!" Tang San said as he stepped forward and faced Ling Feng.
"Boy, I'll show you what I'm made of!" As Xiao Chenyu's number one follower, Ling Feng had his own pride. He would show these working students how strong he was.
The battle was about to begin!
"Peng, pa!" A figure flew out, and Ling Feng flew back a few meters, following in Liu Long's footsteps!
A simple kick was enough to make Ling Feng feel what it was like to be beaten up by society.
"Who is this boy? He defeated Ling Feng in one move!" Xiao Chenyu's face darkened. He hadn't expected two of his top generals to lose to a working student. How could he accept this?
"Xiao Chenyu, it's best of three. You've lost. We've won!" Xiao Wu was very happy. "From now on, you have to call me Sister Xiao Wu!"
"Stop dreaming, little rabbit. I, Xiao Chenyu, haven't lost yet!" Xiao Chenyu was used to being a tyrant. How could he acknowledge a little girl as his boss? Did he not want to lose face?
"Are you going back on your word?" Tang San stepped forward. He had always been a man of his words and despised people who didn't keep their promises.
"You haven't beaten me yet. I'm not convinced. Unless one of you can defeat me, I'll never admit defeat." Xiao Chenyu was very confident in his strength. Since Lu Yuan had made it clear that he wouldn't fight, he didn't think anyone here could defeat him.
"Fine! I'll play with you then! "Tang San stepped forward.
"Let me, Xiao Chenyu!" Xiao Wu said to Tang San. Xiao Chenyu had actually refused to admit defeat. She had to teach him a lesson.
"There's no need. You don't need to fight Xiao Chenyu. I'm more than enough!" After obtaining his first soul ring, he had yet to test its power. Perhaps Xiao Chenyu would be the first to taste its power.
"Xiao Chenyu, Martial Soul Wolf, Rank 11, one-ringed Soul Master!" A white soul ring lit up around Xiao Chenyu's body. He didn't underestimate Tang San, who had defeated Ling Feng in one move. This kid deserved to be treated seriously.
"Tang San, Martial Soul Bluesilver Grass, Rank 13, one-ringed Soul Master!" Bluesilver Grass appeared in Tang San's hand, and his hundred-year soul ring glowed with a yellow light.
Lu Yuan watched the confrontation between the two men and turned to leave. At this point, the rise of the working students was unstoppable. There was no need to continue watching.
Lu Yuan's silhouette gradually faded into the distance until it gradually disappeared …
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