Ultimate Devouring Evolution

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

They were just wondering how Zhang Fan would send out students, how to paralyze Sima Yu, and how to put on a name for strong learning at the last minute.

As a result, they decided to punch directly;

Rock, paper, scissors decided!

It's that simple and rude.

The other students were also surprised.

"Good guy, just make a fist decision, is this too trivial?"

"This is not to take Meteor Class in the eyes at all. I punch, you are free. Domineering!"

"I have known that the scum squad always does not play cards according to the routine, but I did not expect that they do not play the cards so according to the routine. I can think of punching and rock paper scissors."

Seeing this scene, Sima Yu felt that the whole person was not good.

After thinking about it for a long time, I came up with Li Changhong.

There are several alternative options later, all of which were changed after Zhang Fan's list came out.

As a result, they did it well, and decided directly with a punch, rock, paper, scissors.

You don't take our class seriously.

You decide to come out with a level 5 quasi-warrior, you are not afraid that I will go directly to a level 8 quasi-warrior, did you lose the first game?

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

Of course, it is impossible for Sima Yu to face a level 5 quasi-warrior and directly go to an 8-level quasi-warrior.

That 8th level quasi-war fighter, but his last hole card.

So to be safe, he has to adjust his name.

Replaced Li Changhong with Wen Si Shuai, a level 7 quasi-warrior.

A level 7 quasi-war fighter, against a level 5 quasi-warrior, this match is a steady win.

After making the decision, he did not immediately adjust, 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 didn't show any signs of changing his mind, so he safely changed his name to Wen Si Shuai.

When the final match was confirmed, there was an uproar at the scene.

"What is the scum class doing?"

"Sure enough, the punch decision was too hasty."

"Yeah, as long as their class loses one more game, they won't be able to win the championship. As a result, they only sent a level 5 quasi-war fighter to play against the 7-level quasi-war fighter of the Meteor Class. Don't they want to win the championship at all?"

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

"I think so."

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

"Ms. Zhang Fan, is this really giving up?"

"Ms. Zhang Fan's character is not surprising at all. I am not surprised to say that he is giving up now."

Congratulations, however, shook his head: "My brother, it's not surprising that I did anything, but the only thing he can't do is give up."

The others shook their heads secretly.

Even if Teacher Zhang Fan is not giving up, but using a level 5 quasi-warrior against a 7-level quasi-warrior, it is impossible to win.

Does he think that in the next seven games, their class can kill opponents in six of them?

In fact, they didn't know, Zhang Fan had expected that he was level 5, and the opponent could not be level 8.

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

Among the people's discussion, Huo Juxiong of the scum class had already put on the game uniform and jumped onto the court.

He slammed his fists twice, making a loud bang.

"I've been patronizing cultivation and martial arts these days, and I don't have time to fight. The opponents in the previous rounds are too food, which can suffocate me. Hey, want to come, this 7th-level quasi-martial artist, shouldn't be too food."

Everyone is a black line.

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

Who gives you the confidence?

"It seems that this scum squad was a spike in the first few rounds, which made them a bit arrogant. A level 5 quasi-warrior dared to say this when facing level 7. Isn't this a beating?"

"This Huo Juxiong is indeed very strong. There have been leapfrog challenges before. But at that time it was only one level, and now it is two levels. Is it possible?"

"In the past ten years, I have never seen anyone who can challenge opponents beyond two levels."

"Scumbag, I'm afraid I will lose this time."

Among the people's discussion, the referee on the field announced that the game had started.

Facing Huo Juxiong, Wen Sishuai of the Meteor Class smiled contemptuously, then landed on the toe of his right foot and slowly turned his ankle.

"Class B martial arts, three consecutive flying kicks!"

Some students recognized it immediately.

"I'm going, it turned out to be a B-level martial art!"

"Facing an opponent two levels lower than him, he directly used his best assassin. This is not giving him a way to survive at all."

"It seems that the Meteor Class is serious this time."

At this moment, when Wen Sishuai's ankle was turning to the ninth lap, he suddenly moved and ran towards Huo Juxiong.

When he was five meters away from Huo Juxiong, he jumped up and kicked at Huo Juxiong with unmatched power in his right fist.

At the same time he shouted: "Get me down!"

When everyone saw this, they all admired.

"Three consecutive kicks, a full blow!"

"Facing a low-level opponent, one shot is a killer, and it's still a full blow!"

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

"Yes, the scum squad is defeated."

"This is the end of the roster they just decided to play."

Huo Juxiong ignored these, he snorted coldly when he heard what Wen Sishuai said.

Let me roll off?

Hehe!

Then the whole body energy flowed to the right arm and concentrated in the right fist.

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

With a loud shout, he blasted directly at Vince Shuai's right foot~www.NovelMTL.com~ Seeing this, everyone secretly said:

This kid, actually chose to head to head?

A level 5 quasi-war fighter, head-to-head with a level 7 quasi-war?

He is dying!

Everyone can imagine the next scene.

Huo Juxiong must have been kicked far out of the ring, and he rolled more than a dozen laps after landing, embarrassed.

At this moment, bang——

With a loud noise, two figures flew out at the same time.

A figure flew more than 30 meters far away and fell among the crowd outside the ring.

The other figure flew upside down for more than ten meters. When he was about to fly out of the ring, he grabbed the pillar on the corner of the ring dangerously and dangerously. After turning half a circle, he landed in a very handsome posture.

When everyone saw this figure clearly, all of them were dumbfounded.

"how can that be!"

"I'm going, this... this..."

"Damn!"

"Unscientific! Too unscientific!"

It was Huo Juxiong who fell on the ring, not someone else!

As for the one who flew up to 30 meters and kept flying out of the ring, it was Vince Shuai from the Meteor Class.

Several big guys at the scene were stunned.

After a while, Director Zheng said in surprise: "Level 5, the more two levels challenge level 7, it turned out to be... a spike!?"

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

Even congratulations. Although I had long expected that the students in the scum class would win, I didn't expect to win so simply.

Challenge level 5 to level 7, but it's still a spike!

Huo Juxiong curled his lips hehe, and said, "I thought how powerful the kid who made me roll, I didn't expect to be so vulnerable."

Then he walked off the ring with an expression of unfulfilled meaning.