The big guys on the scene felt a little embarrassed at this time.

They were just wondering how Zhang Fan would send students, how to paralyze Sima Yu, and how to change to a powerful study name at the last moment.

As a result, they made a decision directly;

Stone scissors and cloth decide!

It's that simple and crude.

The other students were also surprised.

"Good guy, just make a decision, isn't this too much fun?"

"This is not taking the meteor class seriously at all. I beat the boxing, you are free and domineering!"

"I knew that the slag class always did not play according to routines, but I didn't expect that they would play according to routines so much. I can really think of it."

Seeing this scene, Sima Yu felt that he was in a bad mood.

I thought about it for a long time and came up with Li Changhong.

There are several alternative options later, all of which will be changed after Zhang Fan’s list comes out.

As a result, the other person made a decision to make a punching decision, and the stone scissors and cloth.

You don't take our class seriously at all.

If you decide to produce a level 5 quasi-warrior, aren't you afraid that I will go directly to a level 8 quasi-warrior. Did you lose in the first game?

You know, as long as your class loses another game, you won’t be able to win the championship.

Of course, Sima Yu could not directly go to a level 8 quasi-warrior against a level 5 quasi-warrior.

That level 8 quasi-warrior is his last trump card.

So to be on the safe side, he had to adjust his name.

Replace Li Changhong with Wen Sishuai, a level 7 quasi-warrior.

A level 7 quasi-warrior, against a level 5 quasi-warrior, this game is a sure win.

After making a decision, he did not adjust immediately, but looked at the time and Zhang Fan.

He was afraid that Zhang Fan would change his mind again.

Until the end of the two minutes, Zhang Fan had no idea of ​​changing his mind, and he felt relieved to change his name to Wen Sishuai.

When the final match between the two sides was confirmed, the scene was in an uproar.

"What's the scumbag class doing?"

"Sure enough, the decision to make a fist is too hasty."

"Yes, as long as their class loses another game, they won't win the championship. As a result, they only sent a level 5 quasi-warrior to the level 7 quasi-warrior of the Meteor Class. Don't they want to win the championship at all?"

"What don't want to win? If they want to win the championship, they have to win all eight games. Do you think that's possible? I see, it's probably because they think it's impossible, so they gave up."

"I think so."

On the rostrum, the big guys also smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

"Did Teacher Zhang Fan really give up?"

"It's not surprising that Teacher Zhang Fan's character has done anything. I'm not surprised that he gave up now."

However, Congratulations shook his head: "It's not surprising that my brother did anything, but the only thing he can't do is give up."

But everyone else shook their heads secretly.

Even if Teacher Zhang Fan is not giving up, it is impossible to win if he uses a level 5 quasi-warrior to deal with a level 7 quasi-warrior.

Does he think that in the next seven games, their class can defeat their opponents in seconds?

In fact, they didn't know that Zhang Fan had expected that he would get level 5, but the other party would not get level 8.

At level 5 Huo Juxiong is fully capable of killing level 7 in seconds.

Amid the discussion of everyone, Huo Juxiong from the slag class had already put on the competition uniform and jumped onto the field.

He collided with his fists twice, making a loud bang.

"I've been practicing and practicing martial arts these days, and I don't have time to fight. The opponents in the previous rounds are too greedy, so I'm so suffocating. Hehe, I think this level 7 quasi-warrior shouldn't be too greedy."

Everyone was covered in black thread.

You are a level 5 quasi-warrior, and you actually speak like this when facing a level 7 quasi-warrior.

Who gives you confidence?

"It seems that this slag class was killed in the first few rounds, which made them a little arrogant. A level 5 quasi-warrior dared to say this when facing level 7. Isn't this asking for a beating?"

"This Huo Juxiong is indeed very strong. He had a challenge before. But at that time, it was only level 1, but now it is level 2. Is it possible?"

"I haven't seen anyone in the past ten years that can challenge their opponents across two levels."

"Scrap class, I'm afraid I'm going to lose this time."

Amid the discussion of the crowd, the referee on the field announced that the game began.

Wen Sishuai from the meteor class faced Huo Juxiong and laughed contemptuously twice, then hit the toe of his right foot and slowly turned his ankle.

"B-level martial arts, three consecutive kicks!"

A classmate immediately recognized it.

"I'm going, it's actually a B-level martial art!"

"Faced with an opponent who is two levels lower than him, he actually used his best killer weapon directly. This is not giving the other party a chance to survive."

"It seems that the meteor class is serious this time."

At this time, Wen Sishuai's ankle suddenly moved his feet and rushed towards Huo Juxiong when he turned to the ninth circle.

When Huo Juxiong was five meters away, he jumped up, and kicked Huo Juxiong with an unparalleled power with his right fist.

At the same time, he shouted, "Get off!"

When everyone saw this, they all exclaimed.

"Three consecutive kicks, one full blow!"

"Faced with an opponent who is two levels lower, you will be a killer weapon once you take action, and you will have a full blow!"

"It seems that the result of this game has come out."

"Yes, the slag class will definitely lose."

"That's what they will do to decide on the roster."

Huo Juxiong ignored these things. He snorted coldly when he heard Wen Sishuai's words.

Let me get out?

hey-hey!

Then the energy of the whole body flows to the right arm and condenses into the right fist.

The next moment, in front of his right fist, an invisible fist with a diameter of two feet was formed.

With a loud shout, he rushed directly towards Wen Sishuai's right foot.

Seeing this, everyone thought to themselves:

This kid actually chose to fight head-on?

A level 5 quasi-warrior fights a level 7 quasi-warrior head-on?

He is trying to die!

Everyone can imagine the next scene.

Huo Juxiong must have been kicked far away from the ring, and after landing, he rolled out more than a dozen laps, in a mess.

At this moment, bang—

With a loud bang, two figures flew backwards at the same time.

A figure flew out more than 30 meters away and fell into the crowd outside the ring.

Another figure flew backwards more than ten meters. When he was about to fly out of the ring, he almost grabbed the pillar on the corner of the ring, turned half a circle, and landed in a very handsome posture.

And when everyone saw the figure clearly, they were all stunned.

"How is this... possible!"

"I'll go, this...this..."

"Damn!"

"Unscientific! Too unscientific!"

I saw that the person who fell on the ring was nothing but Huo Juxiong!

As for the one who flew backwards thirty meters and kept flying out of the ring, it was Wen Sishuai, who was the meteor class.

The big guys at the scene were all stunned.

After a while, Director Zheng said in surprise: "Level 5, challenge level 7 through level 2, it turns out to be... instant kill!?"

The dean was also unbelievable: "I have never seen such a thing in my life."

Even congratulations, although I had long thought that the students in the scrambled class would win, I didn’t expect that they would win so quickly.

Level 5 challenge level 7, but it is actually instantly killed!

Huo Juxiong curled his lips and said, "I thought the boy who asked me to go down was so powerful, but I didn't expect that he was so vulnerable."
Chapter completed!