"Damn! Such a thick shield! There are spikes on it! And it looks like it is made of B-level alloy? It is specially designed for my dish... Dragon Slaying Sword?" Lu Chao also widened his eyes.

"Use me in the first battle! I will win!" A neat slogan sounded in the stands, loud and swept into the sky!

Ten minutes later.

The second disciple of Chu Zong who came on stage saw the spikes on Zhao Tianyang's shield and the blood stained with Han Jiexiu's blood on the spikes, and the expression of fear appeared in his eyes.

Under Zhao Tianyang's pressing step by step, the disciple kept retreating and avoiding, and was finally forced to the side of the stands.

Zhao Tianyang roared, as if he was about to rush forward. Before the disciple was caught by the shield, he screamed and flew out of the competition stage himself!

Military Office won 2-0!

Zhao Tianyang is a string of two!

Compared with Lu Chao's first two games at Huang He Martial Arts School, Zhao Tianyang's two games have significantly more advantages, and he almost won two games without any blood.

The top two disciples of Chu Zong who appeared were not able to fight back at all!

Especially in the second game, the disciple who played in the battle was obviously scared. Zhao Tianyang didn't even get him, so he flew out of the competition stage by himself.

"Use me in the first battle! I will win!" The slogans in the stands became louder.

As the captain, Lu Chao covered his face.

It's embarrassing!

"Hehe, Chu Zong's disciple..." Yang Xiaotian looked at Yao Chengzhou with a sarcastic expression.

It would be too embarrassing to be defeated like this? If such a person was in the military academy, he would have been fired long ago!

Yao Chengzhou also shook his head vigorously. Except for Lu Chao, these disciples are also a bit bloody, and what other things are they? Fortunately, during the preliminary round, Lu Chao did not give them a chance to play, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

The third disciple, the fourth disciple, the fifth disciple...

After Han Jiexiu was seriously injured and knocked out of the competition stage, Chu Zong was defeated and the disciples who came to the stage completely lost their fighting spirit, or had no fighting spirit at all. After knowing that he was not the opponent of Zhao Tianyang, a congenital bone-tempering warrior, he only made a few moves to attack, and then performed variously, pretending to fall and fell out of the competition stage, so as not to be seriously injured like Han Jiexiu.

In the VIP seat on the Taiwan-side competition, not only Yao Chengzhou was shaking his head, but also Liu Tianyu, Governor of Huanghe City, Xing Zhihao, Chairman of the Sectarian Federation, and Lieutenant General Yang Xiaotian, and others shook their heads constantly.

No wonder Chu Zong would be at the bottom last year. If it weren’t for Lu Chao this year, it would be the last one this year to rely on Han Jiexiu and his group of people.

There is no excitement in today's final, just the feeling of amateur players facing professional players, and they are completely crushed from strength to momentum!

"We overestimated the strength of the disciples of Chu Zong. In fact, sending other students to the stage may be the same result of the same string of ten." Lieutenant General Yang Xiaotian and Governor Liu Tianyu spoke, completely ignoring Yao Chengzhou and still sitting next to him.

"The disciples of Chu Zong are very disappointing! You can lose, but you lose without any blood. The future of Chu Zong is worrying!" Liu Tianyu sighed.

"I was worried before that they would at least help their captain consume some of Zhao Tianyang's internal strength. Now it seems that I'm even unnecessary to worry about this." Yang Xiaotian spoke again.

"I think the rules of the battle between the three governments need to be changed. It is better to be imposed on these people than to be imposed on the students of Huanghe Martial Arts School. I remember that the final last year was very exciting. Although the martial arts school lost to the military school 6-10, at least it showed its energy. Looking at this final this year... I feel embarrassed when the TV station broadcast it!" Liu Changyu said and glanced at Yao Chengzhou.

Yao Chengzhou took out a box of wolf fat from his pocket and applied some to his face.

"Use me in the first battle! I will win!"

Accompanied by the loud slogans in the stands, in two hours and ten minutes, the afternoon game was not over yet, Zhao Tianyang was destroyed and completed a series of nine feats like a broken bamboo!

"Everyone, don't you have to be so timid, right? If you attack a few times on the field, you may not be injured. At least you can help me consume a little of his internal strength!"

In the preparatory room, Lu Chao was also extremely disappointed with the nine players. He was not sure enough to defeat Zhao Tianyang. Perhaps these players helped him consume part of Zhao Tianyang's internal strength, so he had the hope of relying on the advantages of internal strength to drag Zhao Tianyang down.

But these guys are really...

"What a slight thing? Do you think you can beat him?" After being scolded by Lu Chao, a disciple exclaimed Lu Chao in a very upset manner.

"That's it! If you can win, you will be a loser. Are you embarrassed to talk to others?" Another disciple echoed.

"Don't hide after you have the ability to go on stage. You will jump off the competition stage by yourself, so you can see that you still have the face." Another disciple spoke.

Even though he knew that he couldn't win, he didn't jump down by himself, but he was still stupidly waiting to be seriously injured and beaten like Han Jiexiu? Is his brain thrust?

"How do you three say? If Lu Chao loses, I won't be skeptical about this matter with you. If he defeats Zhao Tianyang, I will report today's matter and ask the sect to fire you three! Chu Zong should not be such a coward!" Yuan Qiang, the elder of the Minister of Kung Fu, had been sitting by the wall just now. After hearing what these three disciples said, he couldn't help it.

"I hope he won't be a coward, and I hope the sect can treat everyone equally." After being scolded by Yuan Qiang, the three disciples looked very ugly and muttered in a low voice.

The ten-minute break between the court has come, and it is Lu Chao's turn to play.

Zhao Tianyang, standing on the competition stage, showed a smile on his face.

The nine competitions just now were really boring, just like when in an online game, the account at level 20 went to the novice village to abuse the new account at level 1, and there was no pleasure of being abused.

Finally, a level ten account came, hoping to play for a while.

The final of the Battle of the Three Mansions was played until late at night in the past few years, but this year, it was about to end before supper was over.

"Can you see your shield? It's so cool!" Before the competition officially began, Lu Chao raised it to Zhao Tianyang.

"Give it to you!" Zhao Tianyang handed the shield in his hand to Lu Chao.

Lu Chao took the shield with both hands, but he didn't expect that the shield was so heavy that it almost dropped off his hand and hit him on the competition stage. He bent over and tried hard to lift the shield up.

A burst of laughter rang out on the side of the competition platform.

The students sitting straight in the stands and with serious expressions did not hold back at this time. Many students couldn't help but cover their mouths and laughed.

Zhao Tianyang also took Lu Chao's knife over and danced for a while, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and then praised: "Good knife!"
Chapter completed!