The appearance is an S-level awakened person

Another thing is that people who have awakened ice powers always think they are stronger than the other party, and the other party can only be beaten by them.

People who have awakened fire powers also think so.

This is the fundamental reason why it is difficult for people who have awakened ice powers and fire powers to get along with each other.

"Will it be a slap in the face? Why not give it a try?"

"Wang Lin, go open their eyes." Wang Feng said to the man behind him, his eyes full of mockery.

The other party responded, holding a long sword in his hand, stepped heavily, jumped onto the ring, and looked at the students in Mo Li's class with contempt on his face.

"Feng He, go meet the opposite side."

The man named Feng He heard Gu Yuan's words, walked out of the queue, jumped hard with his feet, and easily jumped onto the ring, holding a dark standard long sword in his hand.

There is a way to go but not jump, your brain is crazy, Mo Li saw the strange way these two people got on the ring and complained in his heart.

"Teacher Gu Yuan and I will be the referees. Remember, you cannot kill anyone. This is just a competition, not a life-and-death duel. As for anything else besides killing, it's up to you."

"Now, the game begins!"

As Wang Feng's voice fell, Feng He condensed several ice spikes in his hand and shot them at Wang Lin who was sprinting towards him.

Wang Lin was not to be outdone. A huge ball of fire appeared in his hand and he threw it at the ice spikes flying towards him.

Bang!

A huge explosion sounded from the center of the field. Wang Lin rushed out of the smoke of the explosion, with blazing flames on his body, like a red light shuttle, with an incredibly fast speed.

Feng He saw that the situation was not good, and condensed several ice shields to resist in front of him and the remaining three directions.

Bang!

The red sword energy slashed by the flaming long sword slashed on the ice shield, cracking it. In just a breath, the ice shield broke into countless fragments and fell to the ground.

The opponent's offensive has not stopped yet. One after another, red sword energy slashed at Feng He's ice shield. The number of ice shields gathered in front of him dropped rapidly, and soon only the last ice shield was left.

There were large water stains at his feet, and flames burned around him, as if to devour him.

Damn, this Wang Lin is probably close to the first-level advanced level. I'm just the first-level intermediate level. I'm no match for him at all. I can only fight.

Feng He thought to himself, and ice-blue energy vented from his body, and a small half of the arena was filled with this ice mist.

"Ice explosion!" Feng He shouted, and more than a dozen ice spikes flew towards Wang Lin together.

Looking at the fast-flying ice spikes, Wang Lin was not afraid. He curled his lips and slowly uttered three words.

"Explosive Flame Technique!"

Suddenly, several flames appeared in front of Wang Lin out of thin air. When the ice spikes were about to approach, the flames exploded suddenly, and the ice spikes were instantly engulfed by the red flames.

Without giving Feng He a chance to breathe, Wang Lin casually swung the long sword in his hand forward, and the red sword energy slashed at the opponent again.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of explosions continued. The opponent's position had long been shrouded in white smoke. Feng He's figure could not be seen, and his current situation could not be known.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's not that bad? I haven't had enough fun yet." Wang Lin taunted the smoke.

Whoosh!

An ice cone that was almost as thick as an adult's head shot out from the smoke and pierced Wang Lin's abdomen.

"I gave you the opportunity to sneak attack, but you are useless."

Wang Lin's figure flashed and retreated dozens of meters to the side. The position where he was standing a few seconds ago was now covered by broken ice.

The white mist gradually dissipated, and Feng He was exposed to the air in ragged clothes. The hand holding the long sword and the legs under him kept shaking, blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose, and his arms were burned a little black by the flames.

Seeing this scene, Gu Yuan said with regret: "Wang Lin from Class 3, Grade 1 of Fire Department won."

Hearing this, everyone in Class 3, Grade 1 of Fire Department shouted Wang Lin's name loudly as if they had taken stimulants.

Some people have even recorded the video of this battle and are ready to post it on the forum after the game.

In Class 3, Grade 1 of Ice Department, the mood was obviously a little low. The students were silent and looked quite lifeless.

"Teacher Gu Yuan, I can still fight." Feng He said unyieldingly. He still had other means to use.

"If you lose, you lose. There is nothing you can't admit. Even if I don't say it, it's only a matter of time before you lose. You may even suffer more serious injuries because of it."

"The difference between your strength and Wang Lin's is too big. You didn't even have the chance to get close to him during the whole game."

"In the next period of time, you have to work hard to practice. When your strength improves, come back to avenge your previous shame." Gu Yuan comforted softly.

The current failure was only temporary. He hoped that Feng He would become stronger in the future and be able to personally avenge this shame.to the other party.

Moreover, this battle was only a temporary move between the two departments, and there was no substantial reward. Instead of getting hurt here, it was better to call a halt in time.

Let Feng He recover in the next few days, and then he could participate in the hunt.

If he was injured too seriously in the sparring, he could not participate in the hunt and could not win a good ranking, which would be a pity.

Feng He looked at Gu Yuan's unquestionable eyes, nodded helplessly, turned around and walked off the stage.

"I'm sorry, I embarrassed everyone." Feng He bowed and apologized.

He was not worthy of his classmates' expectations of him. He was defeated without even swinging his sword. It was too embarrassing to tell others.

"It's okay, Feng He, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. You've tried your best. Besides, we still have squad leader Mo Li."

"Yes, with squad leader Mo Li here, what are you afraid of? You know, squad leader Mo Li can beat five people by himself."

Several students in the front stepped forward quickly, helped Feng He up, and comforted him.

Feng He heard it, and it seemed to be right. With squad leader Mo Li in charge, his class would never lose.

The guilt in his heart gradually faded, and he smiled shyly at Mo Li at the front of the team.

"It's up to you next, squad leader."

Mo Li was speechless. Can you not bring me along when you brag? What's one against five? You are so bold. Why don't you say that I beat ten people by myself, or the whole class by myself?

If I get beaten up one day when I go out, don't think about it. It must be the work of you idiots.

Thinking this in his heart, Mo Li said calmly: "It depends on Teacher Gu Yuan's arrangement. If Teacher Gu Yuan lets me go, I will definitely help you get revenge."

There are 20 people in the class, and the possibility of him being called to play is pitifully small. He doesn't believe that Gu Yuan will let him take the second shot.

The strongest person is often the last to appear. This is the routine in novels and animations.