Chapter 398: Fighting (Part 3)

"Okay." Chen Yuxiang smiled slightly, with two pear dimples showing on his delicate facial features, "Although Yang Wei's character is not that good, her strength is pretty good.

Although my Minghoyuan and your Jiuquyuan have always been ranked behind, this time, it seems that our Minghoyuan is better. "

Zhong Han remained silent and didn't speak. A private friendship is a friendship, but if it really reaches the level of branch ranking, there will be no friendship at all.

The ranking affects the resources of each hospital, and no one will hold back.

Especially for Jiuquyuan, in the past two years, it was ranked seventh and at the bottom.

There are also clear regulations in Jingtian Village that if it is at the bottom for three consecutive years, it must be adjusted. Either change the head of the hospital, or change the structure of the hospital.

But no matter what kind of adjustment it is, it is unacceptable to Zhong Han and Zhong Yunxiu.

Therefore, this time in the fist fight, we can only win but not lose, and fight against the odds.

"Is that still the same as before?" Compared to Zhong Han, Chen Yunxiang was less stressed. She smiled slightly and sat down on a row of tables and chairs.

"Well, let's stay the same." Zhong Han came back to his senses, smiled bitterly, and sat opposite.

Xiao Zhong behind her also sat down.

Chen Yunxiang also asked a pretty woman next to him to sit down.

Afterwards, the disciples set up teacups for the four of them, poured water into the teacups.

Mingfeng Yuan, two disciples of the sixth level of Zhen Gong, Jiuqu Yuan, the same is true. Zhong Han and Chen Yuxiang have fought against each other many times, and their strength is almost the same.

Xiao Zhong and the handsome disciple were almost the same, and they couldn't tell the winner.

So, Jiuqu

The real key to the victory between the Academy and the Meiho Academy is the outcome in the outfield.

"Like previous years, let's start from the outfield. Who of you wants to go first?" Chen Yuxiang was just about to turn around and arrange the order of the battle.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, we still have a disciple who hasn't arrived yet." Zhong Han suddenly stopped him.

"Are there any disciples who haven't arrived?" Chen Yuxiang frowned, "You won't be like Yang Wei and ran away on your own, right?"

"That shouldn't happen. We'll be here soon." Zhong Han was helpless.

"Okay, let's wait a moment. Anyway, your Jiuquyuan is no match for us." Chen Yuxiang half-joked, giving Zhong Han some face.

"Thank you." Zhong Han smiled.

Time passed little by little, and a few people could still chat at first, but gradually, they all fell silent.

Zhong Han couldn't hold himself back. He looked left and right and saw that several other hospitals had already decided the winner.

It’s time for Jiuquyuan and Mingfengyuan to start.

"Whether it's time to compete or not? If not, you will just admit defeat." Several female disciples from Mingfeng Academy couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

Although the voice was low, everyone present, down to the martial arts masters, could hear it clearly.

"Senior Sister, it seems that Junior Brother Han may be delayed by something. How about we start first." After hearing these gossips, Shen Qiuling's face turned red and she couldn't stand the excitement.

She was originally a female character with a fiery and fierce personality. Otherwise, she would not have drawn a sword to help when there was injustice on the street, but her foundation was damaged.

"But" Zhong Han was also a little confused. After hearing this suggestion and looking at the expressions and emotions of the disciples around him, he knew that time could not be delayed.

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She sighed. Although she didn't know where Han Yi had gone, she had bought enough time for Han Yi.

If there is one less player in the outfield, Jiuquyuan basically has no hope of making a comeback.

But immediately, her eyes became firm, and she nodded immediately, making a decision.

Even if Jiuquyuan is destined to lose, it must be fair and upright.

"Then let's get started, Sun Zheng, are you ready?" Zhong Han called his name, preparing to let the weakest Sun Zheng come on first to test it out.

In this way, before she had finished speaking, Shen Qiuling had already rushed to the front.

"I am a disciple of Jiuquyuan, Shen Qiuling, who is at the fifth level of true power. Please give me your advice." She looked in the direction of Mingfengyuan.

There are two high platforms in the hall, one is for the outfield and the other is for the infield.

At this time, the high platform in the outfield had long been empty. As soon as she came on stage, she immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Sitting at the top of the hall, Fang He, Guan Chan and others all looked at him.

Especially the former, with a relaxed smile on his face, not caring about the outcome of the victory or defeat.

Perhaps, in his opinion, the plan was flawless and Jiuquyuan was already in his possession.

"Exactly. I've been impatient for a long time."

A woman came out of Mingfeng Courtyard and jumped onto the high platform lightly.

"Mingfengyuan, Ye Zhaozhao, fifth level of true power." She introduced briefly. At the same level of true power, their strength is about the same. .

Shen Qiuling nodded and stepped forward to confront the opponent head-on. The two of them each performed the hand-to-hand etiquette before the fight and put on a posture.

After all, this is just an internal discussion and confrontation, not a real fight. The proper etiquette is still required.

"Be careful

. "Ye Zhaozhao took a step forward, and his arms glowed with green, like willow branches floating in the wind, erratic.

This is a characteristic of Meihoin's true skill and Wuliu's true skill. The attacks can be changed at will, making people unpredictable and unable to judge their attack route.

It is said that after the true skill of Wuliu is achieved, it will have the effect of being as immovable as a tree and moving at will. Every movement of its hands and feet will produce confusing and odorous phantoms.

But Shen Qiuling's real skills are not easy to take lightly. She has a straightforward temper.

At the moment, she ignored him and struck him in the chest with all her strength using her Nine-curved Palm.

To deal with this kind of virtual martial arts, attacking is the best choice.

But her punch was immediately blocked.

The two separated again, and immediately used their tactics to fight fiercely.

These two people are both big girls with long legs and thin waists, with good appearance and figure. At this time, when they put their hands together, their willow eyebrows were vertical and horizontal, like beads falling on a jade plate, and the clouds and water were flowing. It was dazzling and extremely beautiful, and it immediately attracted the attention of most people.

Jingtianzhuang, by the flower lake.

Han Yi sat motionless, but a large amount of black energy rose from his seven orifices and pores on his skin.

But immediately, the black energy was pulled, absorbed, and assimilated by Wu Kuan Jin.

The severe pain spread rapidly from the internal organs to the bones, muscles, and even to the fingertips.

Han Yi even felt like his whole body was soaked in the earth's fire, experiencing the torment of the flames.

But soon, the pain disappeared.

No, it’s not disappearing, it’s numbing.

The brain has gone blank, and the nerve signals have reached the upper limit of acceptance. When pain completely occupies all sensory channels, it can only be felt.

No more pain.