Chapter 1206: A Battle with Money

As Sun Rong took out the second Aohai in public and performed the "man-sword integration" operation again, the spectators in the field gasped one after another - it seems that this is not only a contest between water and fire, but also a contest between money.

A principal in the command center was shocked by Sun Rong's generosity.

"Is this a twin sword spirit?"

"No, I guess it should be a twin sword spirit plus a cloned sword spirit. With the wealth of Huaguo Shuilian Group, it should not be difficult to entrust the Spirit Sword Company to repeatedly clone the spirit sword and then the sword spirit. In other words, among these 48 Aohai, Sun Rong has two original spirit swords, and the other 46 are clones."

"Then this one now seems to be cloned as well?"

"Yes, Sun Rong will not easily sacrifice the original spirit sword unless it is absolutely necessary."

Many principals saw at a glance that the first Aohai that Sun Rong had just sacrificed and the second one now were cloned swords.

Although the cloned sword spirit is created based on the original body, in fact, there is still a certain difference in the comprehensive properties between the original body and the original body, which is why the cloned sword is so easy to break.

The second round of the duel was still suspenseful.

Although Yi Zhiyang's claim that he was invincible in the Jindan stage sounded arrogant, he did have the capital to brag.

However, Sun Rong's combat power was not weak in the Jindan stage.

It can be said that Yi Zhiyang from the Sword God Academy and Sun Rong from the No. 60 Middle School were competing against each other to represent the top level of the young generation of cultivators.

Many people had never thought that such a wonderful battle would happen. The principals of the command center secretly regretted not opening a betting earlier... The purpose of opening a betting was not for money. The principals were still betting on the vision of knowing people. Whoever could guess the outcome of the game could tell others about it later as a topic of conversation.

"Who do you think will win?" At this time, Mr. Huang, who was sitting in the front, laughed. He could feel that the principals behind him were a little impatient.

However, there are clear regulations for opening the market. Whether it is the rules and regulations, or the legal system, it is actually not allowed. So Mr. Huang thought of a reason: "Those who guess correctly will be rewarded."

Reward from Mr. Huang?

At this time, many principals showed interest. Everyone knows who Mr. Huang is, and the reward given will naturally not be an ordinary object. Some principals heard that Mr. Huang has refined a lot of elixirs in the stalactite cave in recent years, and they have expectations for this reward.

If it is assumed that the prize is the elixir, then it will be a big profit!

"Teacher, I would like to ask, what is the reward?" Dean Qi squinted and smiled.

"A round thing." Mr. Huang answered.

After hearing Mr. Huang's description, the principals were more certain that the prize was the elixir, so they began to express their own opinions in the field. In order to facilitate Dean Qi's statistics, the principals established a group chat face to face, and sent their views on this battle in the group in the form of text, and once the results came out, it would be clear who would get the reward.

"Yi Zhiyang has realized the resonance of sword intent at such a young age. This boy's swordsmanship attainments are extraordinary. Moreover, when I watched him fight, he was neither arrogant nor impatient, his thinking was clear, and even his explosive power was extremely strong. If Sun Rong had not sacrificed his spiritual sword just now, I'm afraid he would have triggered the golden light of protection."

"Hehe, what's the use of strong explosive power? The so-called nine times a night, the explosive power is also very strong, but after all, there is a limit. I don't believe that with such strong explosive power, the endurance can be so strong. He can break one of Sun Rong's spiritual swords, and Sun Rong has a full 47 in his hand... You fight Sun Rong with your head? I bet Sun Rong will win!"

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Here, the principals began to have a heated debate on the result of the second round of duels, and the heat on the real field was even hotter than that of the principals in the command center.

Zhu Hanyun was defeated. He sat cross-legged beside Chen Chao with bruises all over his body. Although he looked seriously injured, it was just a superficial injury. The teacher of the special forces team wanted to take Zhu Hanyun away from the scene for treatment, but was rejected by Nan Yixiu.

Then, after repeated requests from Zhu Hanyun, the command center finally agreed to let Zhu Hanyun stay at the scene. The premise is that Zhu Hanyun cannot make trouble, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Zhu Hanyun has thought it through very clearly. If he cannot observe and learn from this peak duel below the Jindan stage, he will probably regret it for the rest of his life!

Zhu Hanyun smiled and asked Chen Chao beside him: "Who do you think will win?"

"I will always support classmate Sun Rong!" Chen Chao's expression was very relaxed.

"Can't you analyze it without mixing personal feelings? I think Yi Zhiyang will win."

Zhu Hanyun's mouth twitched, and he began to regret asking Chen Chao this question. Then he turned his head and looked at Nan Yixiu beside him: "Brother Nan, what do you think?" In this situation, it is obviously meaningless to ask the people of No. 60 Middle School. Even if they know that Yi Zhiyang is very strong, they will still choose to support their captain.

"I think Yi Zhiyang will win."

"Great minds think alike."

The two exchanged glances, and Zhu Hanyun immediately analyzed the next match: "If Yi Zhiyang enters the next round, then there is a high possibility that you will fight with Yi Zhiyang."

"Oh, if I lose to Yi Zhiyang, I will be convinced." Nan Yixiu smiled bitterly.

Chen Chao, who was standing next to him, was not happy to hear this.

What do you mean by Yi Zhiyang entering the next round, and Nan Yixiu is very likely to fight him? Isn't this assuming that Wang Ling has already lost to Nan Yixiu?

So, many people from No. 60 Middle School cast contemptuous eyes.

As the president of Wang Ling's fan club, Xia Ming was the first to stand up: "Nan Yixiu is a little too confident. Why do you assume that Wang Ling will lose to you?"

Nan Yixiu chuckled: "To be honest, the difference in combat power is indeed obvious."

Chen Chao also chuckled: "Then I will also be honest. The difference in luck is also obvious. Our school's mascot is not in vain. I don't think you can win!" This is Chen Chao's sincere words, without any utilitarian milk. From the beginning of Nan Yixiu's draw to the duel with Wang Ling, Chen Chao felt a sense of peace for some reason.

He felt that if it was Wang Ling, there might be a certain probability that he could win by surprise.

Although there might really be a difference in combat power as Nan Yixiu said, Chen Chao was willing to believe Wang Ling.

After the argument, after Sun Rong replaced the cloned spirit sword, the battle with Yi Zhiyang finally started again! Since the opponent can freely use the sword power on various parts of the body, it is obvious that if he faces a head-on attack, he will definitely suffer.

At this moment, Sun Rong changed her battle strategy.

The girl was still wearing a gorgeous azure long dress. She shouted softly, stretched out her left hand, and another azure spiritual sword emerged from her hand - this is the third Ao Hai!

"You can even use two swords?" On the other side of the battle, Yi Zhiyang's pupils shrank slightly.

In his opinion, even if Sun Rong used two swords, it would be useless.

Using one more sword means breaking one more sword.

In Yi Zhiyang's eyes, this cloned Ao Hai was as fragile as Wang Wang's broken ice.