Although all the people present were geniuses, few of them could understand the battle at the first time.
As soon as the sword rises, it falls.
Where is the meaning of this?
A big play just begins and ends. It's like watching a so-called blockbuster east island love action movie. As soon as the female protagonist who is shy and gentle appears on the stage, the pose is finished before it's put out. Everyone's heart is choked with breath, and there's no place to spread it.
Ning Qiancheng, however, just looks at Yang Mengjiang after jumping off the stage, waiting for his decision.
"One credit."
Yang Mengjiang said without expression, then waved his hand and said, "I'm in the line."
Li Tianlan squinted subconsciously.
Li Baitian, fan Haoyu in the crowd, Du Hanyin holding double knives and Gu Youlan, who has never come down from the high platform, all move slightly.
But no one spoke.
In the battle between Li Baitian and Ning Qiancheng, people with real insight can see clearly that although the process is not fierce, there is not much moisture in the victory or defeat. They do not judge the level of combat power, but divide the victory or defeat by the meaning of sword. The meaning of Taixu sword is illusory, and the meaning of Liaoyuan sword is complete. Although this battle is not the strongest means of both of them, But it also exposed a lot of substantive things, and did not hurt the harmony, this is the real exchange, calm but each has its own style.
The war was short and slow, but the quality was self-evident.
It's just that other people can't understand it. As the leader of the actual combat course team, how can Yang Mengjiang not understand it?
But he just deducted a credit from Ning Qiancheng, and this kind of attitude has been obvious.
Li Tianlan smiles and takes a deep look at Yang Mengjiang.
The core figure of Kunlun city doesn't look as straightforward as his appearance, but his inner position is quite firm.
Ning Qiancheng and Li Baitian stepped down and re entered the ranks.
"Yang Mengjiang is wrong about losing this point."
Li Baitian took a deep breath and opened his mouth.
"It's OK. I lost a point on you? There's nothing wrong. There's nothing wrong. "
Li Tianlan didn't speak, just looked at Yang Mengjiang silently, the other side's eyes seemed to be looking at him, his eyes were gloomy and indifferent, but Li Tianlan could always see a hint of sinister and deliberately provocative taste from the other side's eyes.
Li Tianlan smiles and his eyes become more gentle.
Yang Mengjiang's eyes had shifted to one side, and continued: "on the sixth, on the seventeenth, on the stage!"
Li Tianlan, Ning Qiancheng and Li Baitian didn't have an attack on the spot, which really disappointed him. However, in the next three years, there will be two actual combat classes every month. He has plenty of time to toss these freshmen. As the core figure of Kunlun City, Yang Mengjiang has no pure right or wrong in his heart. Since director Gu has personally explained this matter, he has done it beautifully, That's the right thing to do.
"Why?"
Li Tianlan side, Wang Yuetong gently Yi a, Yang Yang hand note, said with a smile: "I am the 17th, who is the sixth?"
In the crowd, the clear sound of metal impact rang out, and a figure holding double knives went through the crowd and silently walked onto the high platform.
Li Tianlan's eyes were fixed.
"This man..."
Ning Qiancheng also slightly frowned.
"This woman's strength is not weak, and I feel her state is a little strange. Yuetong, be careful later."
Li Baitian took a puff from the corner of his mouth and looked depressed.
During the entrance exercise, he went out of the maze. Shortly after entering the woods, Li Baitian was attacked and seriously injured. At that time, several old students were from Du Han's tape team.
This man is not in a high level, but he is extremely fast and flexible. Every move is an assassin's means of breaking out in an instant and retreating all over the body. Moreover, he has rich combat experience and has evidence for advancing and retreating. Although it was only a sneak attack in the entrance exercise, Li Tianlan was very impressed by the woman who seriously injured herself.
This was originally a Liang Zi, but was stopped by the enchantress.
The enchantress said that Du Hanyin was her student, and she didn't know that the other party got the true story of the enchantress.
The student of enchantress to go up Wang Yue Tong, should not have what danger?
"I know."
Wang Yuetong answered clearly, looked at Li Tianlan and said softly, "I'm going up."
Li Tianlan nodded and looked at Du Hanyin, who had already stood on the high platform. He didn't say anything. He had seen the information about sky college collected by Qin Weibai for him. According to Li Baitian, Du Hanyin's strength is absolutely not weak, but this name didn't appear on the list compiled by Qin Weibai. If he was a freshman, Li Tianlan would regard it as a fish who missed the net, But it's strange that she is an old woman.
Wang Yuetong has passed through the crowd and stepped onto the platform.
Du Hanyin's eyes were soft. He pursed a smile and said in a soft voice, "I've seen the little princess."
Her appearance is undoubtedly extremely beautiful, not the aggressive beauty, but a very soft and comfortable feeling. However, with her smile, she seems to have more worldly charm, charming and affectionate, which will not make people feel disgusted, but has a kind of heart shaking grace and dignity.
"Are you the sixth sister's student?"
Wang Yuetong tilted his head and said with a smile, "well, you should admit defeat. I won't embarrass you. I don't care about the little misunderstanding in the entrance drill."
Although both of them are wearing camouflage clothes, they are just like a beautiful landscape painting. One is mature and charming, and the other is young and enchanting. This is a practical class, but it looks very eye-catching at this time.
"Sorry."
Du Hanyin's voice was still soft, but he said firmly: "I want to win."
What are you talking about?! Is this a waste of time for you? Do it, don't let me take you two down! "
Under the high platform, Yang Mengjiang's rough voice rang out, with a high tone: "if you don't do it again, each person will deduct a credit!"
In every class of sky college, the teacher has the right to deduct five credits and reward three credits. But this power is only for this time, and it is also for the purpose of better constraining and motivating the students in the class. Therefore, in the classroom, the deduction and reward of credits can be said to be the most exciting thing.
"Offended."
Du Hanyin bent slightly. When she straightened up, she also raised her hand.
A sharp and delicate knife with curved edges and corners, like a bone knot, shoots directly at Wang Yuetong.
A tiny, almost untraceable silk thread is connected to her wrist. The knife moves and the silk thread straightens. It seems that Du Hanyin's whole body is driven by the knife and rushes directly to Wang Yuetong.
The second knife with her sprint was thrown into the air by her, straight up, and whistling down in place.
The air roared.
The knife broke through the air, and the whole blade was covered with ice.
The light of the sword shines brightly in the ice, and Du Hanyin's long hair is elegant, resolute and fierce.
A wall of ice has been erected in front of Wang Yuetong.
The surging sword is intended to condense behind the ice wall like waves.
The dagger stabs into the ice wall with ice awn, and Du Hanyin holds the handle of the dagger at the same time.
Spin!
On the bright blade, the sword rises suddenly.
One meter long Dao Gang twisted and extended. With Du Hanyin's turn, the sharp light crossed the ice wall.
"Boom!"
The ice wall suddenly smashed, the ice crumbs flying all over the sky, instantly condensed into a sword, turbulent sword meaning dense, whistling, about to completely cover Du Hanyin's whole body.
The sword rain is falling.
Du Hanyin holds a knife, and the other hand shakes slightly. The second knife that is about to fall in place shakes slightly. Her whole body has returned to where the knife is.
The roaring rain of swords fell on the high platform.
Under the impact of sword Qi, there are countless holes in the hard ground, and Du Hanyin, who has already appeared in the same place, runs to Wang Yuetong again with double swords and avoids the sword rain.
"Natural wind pulse?"
Under the stage, Li Baitian seriously looked at Du Hanyin's figure and said something uncertain.
Li Tianlan also seems to have some hesitation, focusing on observing the war situation, some hesitating shook his head and said: "it doesn't look very like."
He has the double pulse of wind and thunder, and he has the most keen sense of strength and speed. He is born with the pulse of wind and has great speed. The master after training may also achieve the same effect as the pulse of wind in speed, but he absolutely does not have the ability to lift heavy weights like flowing water, so the person with the pulse of wind is a born assassin.
Du Hanyin is very fast and skillful in playing with two daggers. However, Li Tianlan always feels that her movements are a bit stiff in nature. The other party seems to be born with wind, but he always feels that something is wrong.
On the high platform, Wang Yuetong does not hit with one sword, and his sword rises again.
The sword Qi scattered on the high platform is condensed again. On the high platform, a heavy sword with a length of five meters stands in the air.
Wang Yuetong waved slightly.
The sword was shocked in the air and fell down in an instant.
Wang's unique skill in Beihai.
Sword balance!
Everything is in balance, everywhere.
Countless sword ideas spread instantly, covering the whole stage. Du Hanyin suddenly felt a little frost in the rush.
Wang Yuetong's body moved. In her small white hand, a delicate and slender ice sword appeared in her hand.
In the turbulent sword, Wang Yuetong's body turns into a streamer and rushes to Du Hanyin.
It's also a unique skill of the Wang family in Beihai.
At this moment, Wang Yuetong's long hair is dancing, amazing and proud, graceful as snow, sword like rainbow.
There are raindrops in the air.
Wang Yuetong goes all out and does his best again.
The sword listens to the rain.
The sword is shining and sharp.
More than ten meters away, the two people are close in an instant.
Du Hanyin, holding double swords, stretches out to face the rain, the sword and Wang Yuetong.
Her body moves forward.
At the moment when Wang Yuetong's long sword arrived, she held the knife in both hands, and the whole person suddenly rotated.
It's like a sword dance.
It's like a flower.
icy.
And elegant.
Countless pieces of ice in the air shot around her in all directions. The speed of her rotation was faster and faster, and the broken ice was more and more fierce. The sword rain broke in the ice, and the ice sword in Wang Yuetong's hand disappeared.
Du Hanyin is still spinning.
The sword fell in the air.
Du Hanyin suddenly pushes Wang Yuetong's chest and throws out a dagger.
Wang Yuetong's body was directly pushed out by her, and Du Hanyin rushed to the other side with the dagger.
The sword fell.
There was a big bang.
The strong impact shakes the whole high platform. Taking the place where the two people fight as the core, there is an air wave visible to the naked eye on the whole high platform. Both Du Hanyin and Wang Yuetong are in the air under the impact of this air wave and fall down the high platform at the same time.
There was a moment of silence.
The next second, thunderous applause burst out.
"Good!"
Everyone cheered loudly. Although this battle is also short, the process is much more wonderful than that of Ning Qiancheng and Li Baitian. The cold and elegant Du Hanyin, the proud and dignified Wang Yuetong, the smart figure and the unique unique skills are the real significance of the practical combat class.
Yang Mengjiang took a cold look at them and was silent for a while. Then he said coldly, "as an old student, I'm even with a new student. Shame! One credit deduction! "
Du Hanyin's mouth moved, intending to say that he could fight again, but in the actual combat class, falling off the stage is tantamount to failure. Such a rule is not something she can break.
So she just nodded in silence and didn't speak.
"The body is stiff and the reaction is not fast enough. Even if you can't escape the sword just now, you shouldn't fall under the high stage. She has already shot ahead of time. If you are prepared, you will win this battle."
Yang Mengjiang took a deep breath and continued that it was his responsibility as a teacher to point out the shortcomings of the students themselves in every battle.
Du Hanyin continues to nod her head and sees that Yang Mengjiang has turned to face Wang Yuetong. She laughs at herself and walks back to the queue. Vaguely, she is still calm, but it feels helpless and lonely.
"Yuetong is a good student. This battle is just a lack of practical experience, so we should train more in the future."
Yang Mengjiang looked at Wang Yuetong, and his tone seemed to ease down.
Wang Yuetong nodded and returned to the queue.
Before Li Tianlan could speak, Yang Mengjiang once again said, "No.10. Fifty. On stage
One battle after another took place and ended on the high platform.
Next, compared with the previous two games, the scene will be bloody too much, and even someone in the first World War was broken an arm, and finally he staggered off the stage.
Yang Mengjiang's whole face was expressionless, watching the end of another battle that could be said to be both defeated. He continued to shout: "the 15th, the 26th."
Li Tianlan slightly a Leng, looked at the number in the hand, smile, straight out.
Yang Mengjiang's eyes were cold, but he kept silent.
A moment later, a young man standing beside Gu Youlan also stepped onto the stage.
Li Tianlan narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Youlan. His eyes were cold.
"Let's go. Hurry up
Yang Mengjiang's roar continued.
"Go to hell!"
Opposite Li Tianlan, the figure of the young man rushed over in a flash. Without saying a word, he did his best.
He is a master of the former war organization in the stable period of ice. He doesn't expect to win Li Tianlan, who is full of wind and thunder. But when he was just off the stage, Gu Youlan had already told him that he should do his best to consume Li Tianlan's physical strength, and don't let him go too far ahead.
Do your best.
He carried out the order seriously. With his first step out, his whole strength had been completely concentrated in one hit.
War of attrition.
Hard touch hard.
Li Tianlan is calm, looking at the opponent who rushes forward with crazy roar. When he rushes directly to himself, he suddenly raises his hand.
In front of him, the air twisted suddenly and the sound roared high.
One for one.
In the crack of the bone, the young man with all his strength was blasted out more than 20 meters with one punch, and fell under the high platform in a panic, motionless.
Li Tianlan glanced at Gu Youlan, who had narrowed his eyes. He laughed, but his eyes were full of ruthlessness.
There was no applause, no applause, but silence.
He is a master in the stable period of freezing state.
Frozen state, this is the state that most of them have reached.
Li Tianlan can kill most of them with one punch?
Suddenly, there are countless scared eyes under the stage to see Li Tianlan.
Li Tianlan looks calm, step by step slowly down the stage, came to Yang Mengjiang side, calm way: "please teacher guidance."
Yang Mengjiang narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't speak for a moment.
Li Tianlan waited in silence, neither arrogant nor impatient.
Yang Mengjiang suddenly laughed and said in a low voice, "do you think I can't cure you?"
Li Tianlan slightly pick eyebrows, light way: "I don't know what the teacher is saying."
"You don't need to know."
Yang Mengjiang sneered: "you just need to remember that in the next three years, my actual combat class, you can't have a better class."
There's no sign.
Yang Mengjiang suddenly raised his leg and put his foot on Li Tianlan's chest.
Thunderbolt realm master hit, even if not with all his strength, also instantly let Li Tianlan's body fly back out, blood gushing in the mouth.
"Ruthless, regardless of the feelings of students, deduction of five credits!"
Yang Mengjiang closed his legs with a sneer and said coldly.