Chapter 522 This Is the Strength of the No. 1!

Eternal Eight wanted to delay time, but Lin Hongxue had no intention of cooperating.

Slightly different from other talented students, a large part of Lin Hongxue's personal combat power comes from family resources and personal wealth.

This part of combat power is unsustainable, and it is consumed once it is consumed.

Fighting a protracted war with others is burning money.

The sooner the battle ends, the more costs can be saved, and the more you are dragged into a protracted war, the more money you burn.

No matter how rich Lin Hongxue is, he has to consider his own wallet and can't let the eternal eight delay!

So, an extremely strange scene appeared on the court!

As a sophomore, Lin Hongxue chased and attacked all the way, forcing the eternal eight to the corner of the court, unable to move left or right!

Obviously a freshman, but he can press the old students to the ground and rub them, which fully reflects what money is power!

Eternal Eight is also helpless. In his eyes, Lin Hongxue is not particularly strong.

Whether it is magic attainment or practical experience, he is not particularly strong.

Logically speaking, he should be able to deal with it with ease and defeat Lin Hongxue.

But who can blame the college for not prohibiting magic props?

Lin Hongxue tore open a magic scroll casually, and without consuming any of her own divine power, she could release magic at the level of the eighth peak strongman!

And Lin Hongxue carried at least dozens of magic scrolls like this!

Facing this level of top rich woman, Wannian Lao Ba was still powerless no matter how much he wanted to defeat his opponent.

It was not because of his own strength.

It was because the rich woman on the opposite side was too rich.

She was so rich that she had a qualitative change, and she was a hundred times richer than those who were born in wealthy families!

"The gap, this is the gap in background."

"It's great to have a background."

This was the last thought of Wannian Lao Ba before he was knocked unconscious by magic.

Then he was punched to the ground by the magic hand that fell from the sky, and the whole person fell into a coma.

The referee flew forward to check the current physical condition of the old man, then stood up and shook his head at everyone.

"This guy is not good anymore."

The third singles match ended here!

Lin Hongxue's team won three games and won three games. This result was unexpected and unexpected for both Lin Hongxue and Ye Feihong's team.

After all, just from the surface situation.

Ye Feihong's team gathered the most elite second-year students.

All five members of the team are the elite of the elite.

With their strength, even if they met Ye Fei's team in the last game, they could win relatively easily.

There is no reason to lose so miserably.

Lin Hongxue's original psychological expectation was that as long as he could win one game, it would be fine.

As long as he could win one game, he could prove his strength and influence!

Who would have thought?

A total of three singles matches!

He actually won them all!

Back to the players' lounge.

Lin Hongxue glanced at Su Chen and Xiao Ningxue, who were flirting with each other.

Her eyes were particularly complicated.

"Letting these two become my assistants may be one of the most correct choices I have made in my life."

The two of them gave Lin Hongxue big surprises again and again.

If it weren't for the help of the two along the way.

Lin Hongxue doubted whether she could still live until now.

After the duel, it was time to rest.

The two teams stayed in different players' lounges to discuss the countermeasures.

Ye Feihong's face was pale, and he kept throwing various precious medicines into his mouth. Even so, he couldn't help but bleed from the corners of his mouth.

He stopped what he was doing, and his expression became more embarrassed.

It was like a black pot on his face!

"In my current state, this little rest time is not enough to recover to my peak."

"When the rest time is over, I can recover to about 60% to 70% at most."

"The two accompanying students named Chen in the opponent are too strong."

"Neither of us is sure to contain the other party. We should deal with other opponents first, and then besiege the two of them."

"Do you think it is necessary to fight this battle?"

"The possibility of our final winner is no more than 10%!"

"No!"

Ye Feihong shook his head.

He rejected what he had just said.

"The possibility of our winning will never exceed 5%, and the probability is 20% to 30%!"

With such a tiny probability of winning, is it necessary to go on the field to fight?

Isn't this asking for trouble?

Anyway, you have to lose in the end, so you might as well admit defeat in advance.

At least you can ensure that your state is good enough.

You don't need to spend ten days or half a month to recover from your injuries, and you can continue to invest in many valuable things.

The five members of Ye Feihong's team unanimously decided to use a show of hands to vote to decide whether to stay or leave in the end.

Raising the left hand means admitting defeat, while raising the right hand means persisting in the fight.

After three countdowns, everyone raised their hands silently.

Four of them raised their left hands, and only one raised his right hand.

That was Ye Feihong!

Seeing that everyone raised their left hands, Ye Feihong, who was the first to question whether the game was still necessary, smiled bitterly.

"Actually, I still want to continue fighting."

"After all, we are about to be promoted to the third grade. If we don't find a way to get the first place in the assessment, it will be too difficult to get the first place in the future."

"Forget it, just think of it as our bad luck."

"We actually ran into those two monster-level opponents."

Shaking his head, Ye Feihong didn't continue to struggle.

He personally found the referee and expressed his surrender.

The referee looked surprised and said, "Don't you plan to try harder?"

In his eyes, Ye Feihong's team is not without the possibility of winning.

After all, no matter what, they represent the most elite part of the second-year students.

There is no reason to lose to a group of freshmen and a group of transfer students!

Even if these freshmen and transfer students showed extremely strong strength in the singles just now!

This is the confidence of the Empire's First Magic Academy!

It can be said to be blind, but it also reflects the status and strength of the Empire's First Magic Academy!

"No." Ye Feihong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"The gap between our strength is too big, and we were caught off guard. We are all injured and can't play to our peak strength."

"Going on the court under such circumstances is simply humiliating ourselves. The possibility of winning is slim."

"Why not just give up?"

The referee nodded thoughtfully and did not continue to persuade.

Turning around, he announced the news!

A stone stirs up a thousand waves!

The audience was in an uproar!