"Teacher." Zhou Wu was anxious.

The last time he lost 5,000 merit points from his mentor, Zhou Wu still kept it in his mind. This time, he challenged Qin Mo unilaterally. It could be said that it had nothing to do with his mentor. Peng Jiashu even stood up and offered to help him with 3,000 merit points.

Merit points.

It's all Qin Mo.

In every competition, merit points must be used as bets.

He also gave me 3000 merit points for one-time stud, purely to use his momentum to intimidate him.

Originally, Zhou Wu was very confident that he could defeat Qin Mo, but after being pressured like this with 3,000 merit points, his confidence began to waver.

Zhou Wu stared at Qin Mo angrily, you guy, do you really think you can beat me this time?

Peng Jiashu could see the change in Zhou Wu's mentality and said calmly: "Zhou Wu, don't think too much about things that merit merit. Just do it if you are sure of it."

"Martial master, if Mount Tai collapses in front of you, you won't change your mind. It's only 3,000 merit points. If it scares you, don't practice martial arts."

Just 3,000 merit points?

Cheng Xi, Jiang Rou and others were quite speechless when they heard this.

Is this the magnitude of a mentor?

3000 merit points are enough for us to use for a long time.

Originally, they thought Qin Mo could definitely defeat Zhou Wu. Others didn't know it, but they saw Qin Mo kill two second-grade cult martial artists in a row with their own eyes.

Now that I heard that Zhou Wu had also tempered copper skin and iron bones, I instantly understood Zhou Wu's confidence in challenging Qin Mo.

Zhou Wu was originally ahead of Qin Mo in terms of physical fitness. In the last fight, apart from being behind in physical tempering, he was also slightly behind in Yuan skills.

But this time, we may not be left behind.

While talking and thinking, Qin Mo and Zhou Wu each began to walk to the weapon racks next to the wall to choose weapons.

Qin Mo chose a long sword.

At this moment, principal Guo Hantao said in a deep voice: "Don't use a solid wood sword, use a real weapon."

With real weapons?

Hearing the principal's words, Xu Lan and Peng Jiashu's eyelids trembled, and the students below them even opened their mouths.

So cruel?

Only a few veteran students from Building Construction had normal expressions.

In martial arts competitions, there is no limit on casualties.

If you really die, you will die.

Under normal circumstances, solid wood knives are used for those who are not at the first level, but for those at the late first level, second level and above, they use real alloy weapons.

It's very simple. As the realm improves and students temper their bodies, the power of solid wood weapons will also weaken. If a copper-skinned and iron-bone martial artist cuts his body with a solid wood sword, even with the blessing of Yuan skills, he will only be slightly injured at most.

If Yuan Technique is not applied, a copper-skinned and iron-bone realm martial artist will have nothing to do.

Guo Hantao doesn't like this kind of playing-house-style competition. It's not a freshman assessment, so it gives you a chance to buffer.

If you really want to fight, be prepared for casualties.

Qin Mo frowned, do you want to compete with real weapons?

He was not afraid of losing, but he was afraid that Zhenyi would accidentally kill Zhou Wu.

He agreed to compete with Zhou Wu to seek wealth, not to kill.

After all, Zhou Wu was the doting disciple of mentor Peng Jiashu, and Zhenyi accidentally killed him. Although he killed him on the competition stage and followed the rules, it would not be good for Qin Mo to offend a mentor.

"Don't think so much. If you really kill him by mistake, there's nothing you can do about it. You can't let me let go." Qin Mo snorted coldly, and was also aroused by Guo Hantao's words.

Zhou Wu glanced at Qin Mo. The two looked at each other and both knew what the other was thinking.

If he accidentally kills him, then he will be killed.

Qin Mo walked towards the last row of weapon racks. The only weapons in this row were real alloy weapons. Qin Mo picked up an alloy sword that was similar to the A-grade metal sword weapon he exchanged.

As soon as he got it, Qin Mo almost knew that this sword should be a long sword made of C-grade alloy metal.

The material is different and the weight is different. This sword is lighter and feels better.

Although it is a C-level metal weapon, it can still kill a first-grade martial artist.

Qin Mo walked onto the competition stage carrying his weapon.

Zhou Wu also selected a sword weapon.

Dare to challenge Qin Mo, what Zhou Wu had the most high hopes for was not the tempering of copper skin and iron bones, but the rapid advancement of Yuan Ji's swordsmanship.

Zhou Wu was good at swordsmanship, and his mentor Peng Jiashu was also good at swordsmanship.

During this period of guidance, Zhou Wu not only improved his swordsmanship skills by leaps and bounds, but also integrated several other swordsmanships, more than doubling his combat power.

Principals Guo Hantao, Xu Lan, Peng Jiashu and several other instructors were originally planning to leave after gathering, but in the end they did not move as they obviously wanted to watch the competition between the two.

Zhou Wu and Qin Mo are the most talented students among this freshmen class.

The last time Zhou Wu lost to Qin Mo, he still dared to challenge this time and came prepared.

Can Qin Mo still win?

uncertain.

At least in terms of physical training, Zhou Wu did not lag behind Qin Mo. In terms of Yuan skills, it is estimated that Zhou Wu also improved by leaps and bounds before he dared to challenge Qin Mo.

Peng Jiashu glanced at Xu Lan beside him and said dryly: "Xu Lan, what do you think? Do you want to take a gamble?"

Xu Lan said: "What are you betting on?"

Peng Jiashu smiled and said: "I know you got a piece of material that can be used to make magic equipment in another dimension this time. I bet you that I don't want all of that piece of material. I bet you 10,000 merit points."

Xu Lan said calmly: "You want to give me merit points? Okay, I'll take it."

Guo Hantao's ears twitched, but his face remained expressionless.

On the competition stage, looking at Qin Mo across from him, Zhou Wu said in a deep voice: "Qin Mo, if you lose later, you'd better admit defeat in time. I can't keep actual combat weapons. If you don't admit defeat in time, you will die by the sword."

I have no idea."

Qin Mo said with a smile: "Without these two sentences, it's hard to say whether you would have been able to get off the stage alive today. I'll just say these words to you. You won't die today."

"Arrogant." Qin Mo's words made Zhou Wuqi's face turn pale.

"Stop talking nonsense. It's not like I've never killed someone before. If I really kill someone, I just need to change someone to participate in the national Wuhan University competition. The principal is still here, so it's convenient to change someone." The sturdy Pang Bo scratched his ears, not watching the excitement.

The avenue of suspicion.

In the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, it is not uncommon for students to die during battles.

laugh--

On the competition stage, Zhou Wu was the first to take action. He flashed his body and rushed towards Qin Mo like a phantom. His strike was swift and violent, and the sword blade pierced Qin Mo's head.

The first move is the killing move.

Qin Mo and Zhou Wu moved almost at the same time.

Facing Zhou Wu's fierce sword, Qin Mo's eyes flashed with cold light. Instead of drawing the sword, he dragged the sword. At the same time, he pinched his claws with his right hand, and his energy condensed into a green edge, like a dragon's claw.

"You still want to grab my weapon." Seeing this, Zhou Wu's sword moves suddenly changed from stabbing to slashing, and majestic power poured into the sword blade.

Even if a copper-skinned and iron-bone warrior is hit by this sword, he will definitely be seriously injured and may be directly hacked to death.

If you want to seize my weapon, you must first destroy your palm.

Click——

Qin Mo grabbed it with his right hand like lightning and directly caught Zhou Wu's powerful and heavy slashing sword.

Dragon capturer.

The dragon-capturing hand was activated, and the vitality attached to Qin Mo's fingers was like a layer of spider web, firmly fixing Zhou Wu's sword. His strength spread, but he couldn't fight for it at all. The weapon was firmly grasped by Qin Mo, unable to

Hurt him not a bit.

All Zhou Wu's strength exploded, his arms became thicker, and his sinews tightened in shock. The sword blade did not move at all in Qin Mo's hand.

"How is that possible?" Zhou Wu's expression changed drastically.

My sword skills have already exceeded the fourth level, how can I still be pinched?

Tsk~~~~

Qin Mo's sword has been slashed quickly, and the strength and sword moves of his left hand are generally not as good as his right hand.

But at this moment, Zhou Wu's weapon was caught by Qin Mo, and he was unable to resist the sword. He had to either let go, drop the weapon and dodge, or be killed by Qin Mo.

"Let go!" Without giving Zhou Wu time to think, Qin Mo exerted force with his right hand at the same time, energy surged from his arm, and directly snatched away Zhou Wu's weapon.
Chapter completed!