Chapter 1954

Zhanye frowned slightly and looked at the mocking Nakan. Then he turned his eyes away and didn't respond.

Nakan sneered and said, "I'm so good at being your tutor that I dare to make such a gambling appointment with tutor rochu. Now it seems that I'm a big talker. When I get rid of your waste, I'll watch your waste tutor get rid of the hell fire college."

He always chose the silent field of war. After Nakan said this, he raised his head abruptly and looked at the arrogant Nakan as sharp as a blade.

"Nakan, I will defeat you. I will make you kneel on the ground and apologize to Emperor Yan!" He can bear to insult him, but he will never allow anyone to insult Shen Yanxiao!

"Ha? Did I hear you wrong? You are the defeated one. You want to beat me? Zhanye, your courage is growing. " There was a ferocious smile on Nakan's face. He said to his companions, "don't move any of you, this guy. Leave it to me. I will tear down his bones myself."

"That's exactly what I want to say." Zhan Ye straightens his back and looks back at naken fearlessly.

They stand here, not only for themselves, but also for their mentors.

Their group of waste, abandoned by other mentors, had already fallen to the bottom of despair. It was Shen Yanxiao who pulled them out of the mire of despair little by little.

A man dies for a confidant!

Even if they die in battle, they will not disgrace the reputation of their mentor!

"Well, Kano, you have another reason to die." Nakan gnawed his teeth and looked at zhanye, his fists clasping.

Before the game officially starts, the players of both sides have already been on fire. It is possible to play at any time.

A seemingly friendly match will turn into a real battle of life and death.

For faith, but also for honor!

Fight to the death!

A minute before the bell rang, the students in zhanye suddenly had an action. They all stepped back ten steps to the edge of the field.

Their move surprised the onlookers in the arena.

"Are they not going to fight?" The students in the audience were a little silly. They were looking at each other a moment ago. They could not wait to pick it up. But how could the students in zhanye team step back as soon as they turned their faces?

The rhythm is not right!

But then, what they saw completely overturned their conjecture.

Zhan ye and other 47 students quietly took off their sandbags tied to their limbs at the edge of the competition field. One by one, heavy sandbags were thrown on the ground, raising a piece of dust.

"What is that?" The students in the stands stared wide and didn't know what was going on at all. They could only stare at Zhan ye one by one to pick up the heavy sandbags, move their hands and feet at will, and walk towards the center of the competition field.

"They had sandbags before?" The sharp eyed students found the mystery of those things.

In a trance, they finally understand why they seem to move slowly when entering the arena. It's not that they are weak, but that each of them carries at least four sandbags!

Just looking at the size of the sandbags, the students in the stands can estimate the approximate weight.