Chapter 1201 Yi Zhiyang, a Sheep

No one expected that Lotus Sun would take advantage of the heavy rain and use the power of Ohai's sword spirit to wield the sword energy from a distance to annihilate the enemy, although not everyone was eliminated in the end.

So on the eighth day, there were 12 people left on the field.

There are 6 people in the 60s.

The remaining 6 people are: Nan Yixiu from Nanhai Tianzhong, Si Yan who had previously acted with Wang Zhen, Zhu Hanyun from Taitan Middle School, Yan Xiaochun, a junior sister from the same school, Tang Jingze from No. 59 Middle School, and Sword God Academy. Captain Yi Zhiyang.

Everyone knows more or less about everyone else in No. 60 Middle School, but Yi Zhiyang from Sword God Academy, his origins make people curious.

"What kind of school is Sword God Academy?" Chen Chao touched his head and felt confused.

"My uncle seemed to have mentioned to me that this is the newly established Xiuzhen High School in Jinghua City. I didn't expect that this young school would participate in the national competition for the first time and someone would be shortlisted... But this is Yi Zhiyang, I don’t know who it is.” There are too many students participating, and even if there are as many uncles as Guo Erdan, it’s impossible for everyone to remember them clearly.

The key is that originally Sword God Academy was not on Principal Chen’s watch list, but now someone suddenly broke out and killed them, which surprised all the contestants from the school.

If the game hasn't started yet, maybe Guo Hao can learn Yi Zhiyang's identity through other means, but now in the game, even if he has tricks off the field, he can't use them openly.

In the command center, Huang Lao was sipping hot tea. He was wrapped in a thick quilt. This quilt was a special magic weapon. Wrapped around the body, it had the effect of driving away cold air and strengthening the body...

This is the real Huang Lao.

Previously, he was trapped in a cold pool in a stalactite cave, and his whole body was frozen into ice.

"Teacher, are you feeling better?" Dean Qi asked with concern.

"It's gotten better already." Mr. Huang stared at Yi Zhiyang on the screen: "By the way, could this person be..."

"Teacher's guess is absolutely correct." Dean Qi nodded with a smile.

The students of the Sword God Academy are naturally experts in swordsmanship, and the leader of the team is also named Yi. How many swordsmen in the world can be as good as the swordsman named Yi?

Mr. Huang carefully looked at Yi Zhiyang's appearance, then frowned, shook his head slightly, and said through a message: "He doesn't look like him. And I remember that Yi Jianchuan is a thousand-year-old virgin. , without a wife, when did such a big son appear? "

"Not my biological child." Dean Qi then smiled and used the sound transmission technique to reply.

"This... belongs to Lao Wang next door?" Huang Lao was shocked.

"The teacher is overthinking. This is a child that Lao Yi picked up more than ten years ago. It is said that he was born with a sword bone. He saw that he was a talent that could be made, so he adopted him as his adopted son."

So that's it.

Huang Lao was relieved.

Now all the doubts in his mind were lifted.

The sword rain baptism conducted by Lotus Sun in the middle of the night on the seventh day directly eliminated most of the people. Among so many split screens in front of him, Huang Lao recognized Yi Zhiyang who was split in the corner screen at a glance.

At that time, Yi Zhiyang was sitting alone on the cliff, his white school uniform swaying in the wind. He did not wield any magic weapon, he just pulled out a handful of grass on the ground, integrated his sword intention into the grass, and used the grass to The strength formed a powerful sword screen, which withstood Ohai's sword rain.

No one would have thought that on the last day of the competition, such a group of dark horses would appear.

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Saturday, November 22nd, was the eighth day of the National Cultivation School Physical Martial Arts Competition.

After discussion among the surviving students from each school, everyone unanimously decided that the final battle would be a one-on-one showdown on the Dome Mountain, with promotion levels.

The opponent of the duel is determined by drawing lots.

"Write the names of all the people in your 60th grade on a piece of paper. How about each of the six of you draws one?" Nan Yixiu suggested.

"The six of you challenge six of us sixty? Then why don't you include your names together?" Chen Chao felt that this was unfair.

The original one-on-one duel was already the biggest concession made by No. 60 Middle School. Otherwise, based on the current situation, No. 60 Middle School could attack as a group and defeat them one by one. There was no need to schedule a duel on Dome Mountain.

The reason why Lotus Sun agreed to the one-on-one request was actually based on Principal Chen's instructions.

There is no other reason, the main reason is to save some face and consideration for other schools... If this is really a group push, the probability of other schools winning is extremely slim. Moreover, one-on-one duels make it easier to enjoy the competition, and Lotus Sun especially likes this feeling.

However, this matter is not something that Chen Chao can decide after all. During the process of leading the team, everything must be obeyed by Sun Rong: "It doesn't matter one-on-one. The victory in this game is destined to belong to No. 60 Middle School. If this can convince you all If so, that’s fine.”

This decision was not made because Sun Rong was too arrogant and conceited, but because she truly had confidence in everyone in Sixty.

After being baptized by her Olympian Sword Rain last night, almost everyone in other schools was exhausted, and they had no extra supplies to restore their spiritual energy and physical strength.

On the other hand, at No. 60 Middle School, because Sun Rong continued to produce elixirs, everyone's spiritual energy, physical fitness, and mental state were relatively maintained at an excellent level.

So even if it was a one-on-one duel, Sun Rong felt that No. 60 Middle School still had the upper hand.

"Then it's a deal!" Hearing that Sun Rong agreed to the duel, Nan Yixiu was very excited. He took out the bamboo sticks he had prepared in advance and put them in a bamboo tube for the six people on their side to draw. The bamboo sticks had the names of each person from the Sixty Middle School written on them.

"Tang and Yi, you have the least number of people, so you can draw first."

"Okay." Tang Jingze stepped forward and drew a card, but the person he drew was Chen Chao, which made Tang Jingze a little disappointed. He actually wanted to fight with Wang Ling more.

Yi Zhiyang calmed down. He crossed his arms and looked quite indifferent: "I don't need to, just give me the rest after you draw."

"Okay!" Nan Yixiu curled his lips.

After everyone finished drawing.

The duel list was also finally determined.

The first round of promotion.

Tang Jingze vs. Guo Hao;

Yi Zhiyang vs. Sun Rong;

Zhu Hanyun vs. Chen Chao;

Yan Xiaochun vs. Li Youyue;

Nanhai Tianzhong's four-eyed duel Xia Ming.

And the last Nan Yixiu drew was Wang Ling.

In fact, all the draws were arranged by Nan Yixiu.

Nan Yixiu drew Wang Ling, which was also arranged by Nan Yixiu...

He drew Wang Ling, who was praised as the mascot of the sixty...

The superior horse against the inferior horse.

According to the rules of Tian Ji horse racing, Nan Yixiu felt that he was sure to advance to the first round!

Thinking of this, Nan Yixiu curled his lips and secretly rejoiced: "Wang Ling, I'm sorry!"

Wang Ling: "..."