Super Master System

"Joer, what's the matter?"

The Eleventh Branch knew that Qiao'er and Ling Chang'an were inseparable. Although they didn't believe that Chang'an would cheat, they were also worried that he would be able to stick to the next game.

After all, they could see clearly that even after winning the competition, Chang'an still looked bad.

Facing the question from the students in the same hospital, Qiao'er concealed a bit of suffering and bitterness between her eyebrows, and finally shook her head, "I don't know..."

"Ok..."

At this moment...on a small rock above the giant peak 15 miles east of the ring, a man is holding a sniper rifle that emits paint, squinting one eye, and staring at the gun. The eight-fold scope in the enhanced mode keeps a sharp look.

A student assessment that was originally dull, became interesting after a double-knife guy came on the court, although the strengthened eight-fold mirror allowed the head of Gu to clearly see what happened on the ring. And the expressions of everyone, including the words of everyone in the line of sight, will be passed into Gu Zhong's ears.

But after all he was not on the scene, Ling Changan's expression was a bit weird. During his last attack, his speed suddenly became faster, and he was almost unable to catch the sight.

Gu Zhong could detect that there must be something weird in this disciple, but after a distance of more than a dozen miles, he couldn't feel the atmosphere of the scene, and the head of Gu couldn't be sure what happened to him.

The next competition had already begun, and Gu Zhong decided to observe it in secret.

...

When Hu He stepped onto the stage, he looked at Ling Chang'an with a vicious look. Ling Chang'an only thought he was a violent man like the brother before him.

He didn't care too much in his heart, but soon, Hu He laughed, confidently pointed his sword at Ling Changan, and said, "Do you think you can still win?"

"If you enter the quota of Cangshan faction, don't be delusional."

"Let each one have his own ability."

Ling Changan knew that there was something wrong with his body. Under normal circumstances, he should stop immediately and contact his instructor to find out the reason, but in order to make a promise with Qiao Mei, he must win.

All he can do is control himself and end the battle as quickly as possible.

According to his calculations, as long as he wins this game, the head of the hospital behind has no chance of surpassing his score. He quickly ends the battle and then ends the game to find out why his body is abnormal.

Determined, Ling Chang'an clenched both knives and stabbed at Hu He with a sneer. Hu He smiled contemptuously. He didn't care about Ling Chang'an's attack at all, and the effect of anger pill could only last for an hour. Now that an hour has passed, Ling Changan's body will only become weaker and weaker.

With his strength, defeating Ling Changan, who was squeezed by Enraged Pills with all his spiritual power, can be said to be effortless, and the three heads of the hospital who played last had no possibility of competing for the first place.

Coupled with his presence as the head of the hospital, second only to Ling Chang'an, he was the first place in this assessment.

Thinking about it this way, the smile on Hu He's face grew stronger, and when he flipped over his palm, a folding fan with red ink and ink appeared in his hand.

Then, Hu He shook his fan, and an extremely dark light curtain blocked him.

The sword gestures that Ling Chang'an wielded in his hands pierced the light curtain that was permeated with black light, and couldn't splash a trace of starlight, and only listened to the sneer. It was directly swallowed by the opponent's martial arts.

Ling Changan just remembered that Hu He had already broken through the fifth level of the Linghai Realm, and he was the only head of the hospital whose strength was equal to him. It might not be so easy for him to defeat him quickly.

Because of the previous accidents, Ling Changan didn't dare to use too dangerous knife techniques, and could only attack each other with ordinary swords. After a few rounds, the two sides were tied.

Hu He took back the folding fan that flew out, his smile on his face became colder. The two of them had been fighting fiercely for nearly ten minutes. Imagining that Zhongling Changan had been defeated by him at this time, and then he was applauded and became a punishment in the hearts of everyone. Three good students who promote evil and promote good.

Why does Ling Chang'an seem to be fine at all, even if you play a few more rounds, it's okay. The first few games of Ling Chang'an have clearly lost your mind, indicating that the pill has taken effect. What is going on?

It was the first time that he had done this kind of framed up, and he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. He thought of a possibility that Ling Changan already knew that he framed him.

So deliberately acted him in order to wait for him to play before opening him in public.

But this is just his guess, but he is indeed a little messy, and hurriedly shouted: "Ling Chang'an, you use your knife skills, look down on me or why?"

Ling Changan was attentive, thinking that it’s not that I don’t want to use it, I’m afraid I’ll lose control after using it.

Of course he couldn't say that, he just raised the knife in Yang's hand and rushed towards Hu He.

The more Ling Changan didn’t speak, the less he felt in his heart. He always felt that his conspiracy was seen through by the other party, and his regrets were like a torrent of rivers. Not only did you lose the competition, you might even be scolded by your instructor.

The main reason is that he and Ling Chang'an are equal in strength, but almost no one wants to make friends in the courtyard, but Ling Chang'an can win a good reputation. In terms of strength, Hu He admits that he does not lose to Ling Chang'an. He just wants to use this student Let others take a look at the opportunity for assessment. Ling Chang'an is also to win desperate people.

His popularity plummeted. Without comparison, there would be no harm. He was able to get rid of these emotions and practiced hard. When he saw all the students questioning Ling Changan cheating, he was undoubtedly delighted, but at the same time, he was even more happy. Can understand how helpless and bitter Ling Chang'an is at this moment.

Because he was treated so indifferently by the students in the same college, but when he thought that Ling Changan might already know everything, Hu He only felt like a clown.

Things have happened, and now it's useless to regret it. Even if Ling Changan asks him to settle accounts, he still has to win this competition! He was so arrogant that he didn't have a friend in the academy, and he couldn't lose his quota for the Cangshan school.

The folding fan in his hand was violently turbulent, and the fragile fan blades that could be blown off by the wind made a "crushing" sound. The aura of Hu He's whole body gathered on the folding fan along his arm.

The fan glowed with pitch black, and with the input of Hu He's spiritual power, the pitch black became more and more intense, and countless nights were superimposed together.

Until the lingering sword force surged in front of him, Hu He covered the fan with both hands, and violently waved the sword force in front of him. The light condensed on it covered what was about to be cut on him. Blade.