Chapter 1210

The next day, the competition started in full swing again, and every disciple who came to the stage for the competition went all out.

"It's my turn to play." Wu Zheng waved his fist excitedly, and his face was eager to try. He will try to win the game and get to the final.

"Come on Su Jinyue encouraged.

"Good!" Wu Zheng answered and walked up to the stage.

Wu Zheng's opponent is a strong disciple. His strong muscles give people a sense of strength. He has won several games in a row before.

"Please give me more advice!" The two sides arched each other and rushed to each other with the elder's announcement.

The strength of the two men is equal, and the weapons used are meteor hammers.

"The strength of Wu Zheng's opponent in this battle is also OK. He belongs to the power type like Wu Zheng, but Wu Zheng has a comparative advantage." Ling Xiaoqiu analyzed.

"Well." Su Jinyue agreed and nodded her head. Wu Zhengsheng is full of physical strength. In fact, such a contest is very cruel. Besides strength, endurance and luck are also key factors. Even if you beat nine students in a row and lose in the last match because of lack of physical strength, you will not be able to enter the final.

On the stage, Wu Zheng and his opponent collided with each other heavily. Under one collision, they retreated at the same time. However, according to the number of steps they retreated, Wu Zheng was a little better.

The two did not stop to attack their opponents again. Every time they were fighting against each other, which made the onlookers enjoy themselves.

"Wu Zheng won!" Seeing that the other side was forced out of the competition by Wu Zheng, Ling Xiaoqiu jumped up happily. Although there are many disciples in the school, only Su Jinyue, Zhan Yihan and Wu Zheng really get along with her. She certainly hopes that all four of them will make it to the final.

With the end of the first game, Wu Zheng easily won the next few games. It was not until the last game that he met a strong opponent.

The two fought for hundreds of moves, and Wu Zheng won a close victory.

See Wu Zheng won the qualification to enter the final, Su Jinyue three people are very happy for him.

"Wu Zheng, Congratulations

"I'm so happy. Let's celebrate when the game is over." Wu Zheng is full of injuries, but his face is covered with a happy smile. He really didn't expect that he could make it to the final this time. At that time, on the stage, his only belief was to try his best to win the game. At the end of the game, he even felt like he was in a dream.

As the game progressed, it was soon Zhan Yihan's turn.

"I went up." Zhan Yihan smiles at Su Jinyue and walks up the stage.

Looking at Zhan Yihan's powerful back, Su Jinyue slowly raises a bright smile. She has absolute confidence in Yihan.

"Brother Zhan, come on

"Elder martial brother Zhan will win!" On one side, Wu Zheng and Ling Xiaoqiu shout excitedly. Of course, they don't worry that brother Zhan won't be able to pass the competition. They only expect to see brother Zhan abuse his opponent.

Seeing Zhan Yihan on the stage, the disciples on the stage gave a cold smile and made a provocative move to Zhan Yihan. "I heard that you are the first new disciple. I'd like to have a look."

"Please War is also cold, light voice way.

The other side was cold and calm when they saw the battle. They turned their lips with disdain. You just pretend. When I win you, I'll see how you still pretend.

Hearing that the elder announced the start of the game, he immediately waved his huge scissors and attacked Zhan Yihan.

Zhan Yihan's body flashed and passed each other.

"It's said that this battle is also cold. It's the pure spirit root of the sixth generation. It's very powerful."

"Whether he is strong or not depends on the result of this battle, but I really can't see his cultivation."

"So fast?"

With the exclamation of the disciple, the competition on the stage is over.

Zhan Yihan stood there motionless, while his opponent had fallen on the stage.

The other party is unwilling to struggle a few times, still can't get up, can only lie on the ground. He really didn't expect Zhan Yihan to be so strong. He had already lost without a move.

"That's too strong! It seems that the only way to win this competition is to fight. "

"The cold war really deserves its reputation."

"Brother Zhan is powerful!" Wu Zheng and Ling Xiaoqiu exclaimed excitedly.

Su Jinyue looks at Zhan Yihan with a smile, and her eyes are full of tenderness. She was not surprised at the result.

The competition continues, the battle is also cold, every time is a quick decision, a move to defeat the opponent. In just a few minutes, the competition ended and entered the final.

Several elders of Gaotai all appreciated Zhan Yihan.

"It's really worthy of being the pure spiritual root of the sixth generation. Its strength is really good."

"It's a pity that Zhan Yihan has decided to go to the array peak, ah!"

The elder of array peak is proud and laughs. But he didn't say anything. He was very proud, but it would cause public indignation.

Wang Jin looked at Zhan Yihan, who was walking towards the stage. He held his fists tightly, and his eyes were full of fierce cold. Wait! I can't make it to the final, you and Su Jinyue can't make it.

"Elder martial brother Zhou, do you think you are quite sure to defeat that battle?" A disciple next to Zhou Jizhou asked.

Zhou Jizhou coldly glanced at each other and turned to walk out of the crowd. He is not worried, he has already thought about how to give Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue medicine. What he has to do is wait, waiting for the finals to start, waiting for Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue to look desperate.

With the victory of Zhan Yihan, the competition in the morning came to an end, and all the students went to the canteen one after another.

"Let's go to the canteen and have a good celebration. This time we'll have a small celebration first, and then we'll have a big celebration when the big match is over." Wu Zheng said with a smile. He is so happy today. Brother Zhan has entered the final, and he has also entered the final.

"Now it's just me. I have to work hard." Ling Xiaoqiu cheers himself on.

"You can do it." Su Jinyue's three voices are in the same voice.

Ling Xiaoqiu hard point a head, "I certainly can, then we will celebrate together." She can't drag her feet. She must try her best to win the game.

"Elder martial brother Zhan!"

"Elder martial brother Zhan!" Along the way, some disciples kept saying hello to Zhan Yihan. The performance of Yihan just now is so excellent that it's impossible for them not to worship him.

Zhan Yihan just sat down and saw Zhou Jizhou coming towards them.

Wu Zheng and Ling Xiaoqiu see Zhou Jizhou, eyes full of surprise. Although they don't know about Zhou Jizhou, it's rumored that Zhou Jizhou is definitely not a good match in terms of his performance on the stage yesterday.

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan look at each other. It seems that those who come are not good.