be a hero

Chapter 234 The Swordsman of the Small School
Everyone saw the scene where Huang Lun helped his classmates, and Xiao Changsong who was outside the field praised him sincerely: "Teacher Chen has taught qualified students. A selfless and helpful character like Huang Lun is the essence that a professional hero should retain."

Chen Feng smiled humbly, the students were not taught by him, how long did he take over the first class?Most of them followed Hua Yueling to establish good values.

In the mountain area, the five mountain tortoises looked terrifying, but their movements were very slow. Apart from releasing stone rain, they stepped on the ground to cause earthquakes. These had limited impact on Huang Lun.

After spending more than ten minutes, Huang Lun finally stepped over the mountain stage. He was already exhausted, and he relaxed and changed back to his original appearance.

At this moment, Huang Sen can finally introduce to the people around him: "Did you see it? The first one to cross the mountain stage is my son, his name is Huang Lun!"

"Your son is really promising, and he is willing to help his opponents during the competition. He really showed his style!" The person next to him was very powerful, and he praised him relentlessly, making Huang Sen laugh from ear to ear.

After crossing the mountain range is the desert, Feng Huahua has been waiting for a long time, he took the baton, and with the help of the wind, he flew forward, riding Juechen forward at a high speed.

After Fan Yong, who followed closely, handed over the baton, he sat down with Huang Lun and expressed his thanks again.

"Thank you brother in the class next door."

"You're welcome, if it were you, you would definitely save me too, right?"

"I..." Fan Yong was speechless. He was not as kind as Huang Lun.

At the same time, the fourth game of the King of Fighters was held grandly.

Ke Anming played on behalf of Class [-] of the Comprehensive Heroes Division. His opponent came out from the rest room on the other side. Surprisingly, this person also held a sword in his hand, and he looked like an ancient warrior.

The fourth match of the first grade of the king of battle, Ke Anming from the first class of the comprehensive hero department VS Xi Lunan from the first class of the fire support department.

Xi Lunan looked excited: "I'm so lucky to meet a master disciple of the Kunlun Sect in the first game. You are my idol, and I have wanted to challenge you for a long time. I hope that the disciples of the Kunlun Sect will not disappoint me. By the way, still I haven’t introduced myself yet. I am a disciple of the Liangjian Sect, and my name is Xi Lunan.”

"Bright Sword School?" Ke Anming looked puzzled.

The most famous of the ancient martial arts sect is the Nine Martial Arts sect, and there are many ancient martial arts inheritances everywhere.Some are passed down by a single lineage, while others are passed down from small sects.The so-called Bright Sword Sect must be a very small sect.

The smaller the sect and the weaker its strength, the more they want to stand out.

Just like Xi Lunan in front of him, he doesn't even have the strength to enter the comprehensive hero department, and he still wants to defeat Ke An Mingguang and shine in the family.

"You haven't heard of it, have you? It doesn't matter. After today, you will definitely remember the name of the Bright Sword Sect!" Xi Lunan was very confident.

Bao Jingtian said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, the game begins!"

Xi Lunan drew out his sword. The sword was shining silver. I don't know what material it was made of. It felt like it would glow by itself. It really deserved the name of the Bright Sword School.

He didn't rush to make a move, he kept circling to keep a distance, as if he was observing Ke Anming from left to right.

But Ke Anming didn't move at all, and the sword was still unsheathed.It's not that he disrespects his opponent, but that the opponent in front of him doesn't need to draw his sword at all.

"If you don't even draw your weapon, you're looking for death!" Xi Lunan moved, the sword flicked, and the light from the sword hit Ke Anming's eyes.

The dazzling light made Ke Anming close his eyes. This was the bright sword sect's unique move - a flashing sword!
When the opponent closed his eyes, a sudden sword pierced out, reaching directly to the heart.

Ke Anming didn't need to use his eyes to see, the difference in strength was a bit big, and the opponent's move was too obvious.He thought that he could fight against the enemy by relying on strange skills, but he didn't know that sword masters focused more on Qi, and it didn't matter whether they saw it or not.

Xi Lunan drew his sword very slowly, with great movements, and the airflow brought by it could be easily captured.When his sword was about to reach his heart, Ke Anming made a move.

Dodging sideways, he dodged the fatal blow lightly, lifted the scabbard, and hit Xi Lunan's wrist.Under the pain in his wrist, his sword fell to the ground.

When a swordsman loses his sword, he not only loses face, but also loses his life at the moment of life and death!
Xi Lunan was stunned for a moment, he heard the boos of the audience, but these voices covered up his shame, he became crazy, picked up the sword and slashed wildly.

Ke An Mingguang could easily deal with it with the scabbard. Within ten seconds, the head of the scabbard hit Xi Lunan's wrist again, and the opponent's sword fell to the ground again.

The booing turned into ridicule, Xi Lunan threw away his shame, quickly picked up the sword, and pointed at Ke Anming: "Pull out your sword!"

"If I drew the sword, it would not be as simple as a bruise on your wrist." Ke Anming kindly reminded.

Xi Lunan's sword fell to the ground for the third time, and this time he let go: "I lost."

He recognized the reality clearly, the gap between himself and Ke Anming was too great, to make the other party serious was tantamount to sending himself to death.

"The winner has been decided!" Bao Jingtian walked into the arena and raised Ke Anming's arm, "The winner is Ke Anming, Class [-] of the Comprehensive Heroes Division!"

Like Ye Chaoyue, he defeated his opponent with ease and in a very short time.

In the stands in the student area, Ye Chaochao murmured curiously: "How are the teams divided? The opponents we met in the first round were all weak."

Hua Yueling explained with a smile: "The grouping is not random, but the college groups the students according to their situation. If it were random, there would be a strong confrontation in the first round, which would be unfair to the strong."

"No wonder the first round is the strong against the weak." Ye Chaoyue suddenly realized.

"It's not just the difference between strength and weakness, it also depends on the students' fighting style. Ke Anming is fighting against students who also use swords, so as to avoid some situations where attributes are incompatible. Of course, if you want to become the final king of battle, you must have absolute strength Defeat any opponent!" Hua Yueling introduced in detail.

A class of contestants finished the race, leaving only the obstacle relay going on.

Feng Huahua flew gracefully in the air, and the monsters in the desert couldn't catch up with them. It was the students behind who suffered, and the desert monsters vented their anger on them.

"It's so easy!" Feng Huahua moved forward in a happy mood, and she didn't encounter any danger halfway through the stage.

Just when he was triumphant, the situation in the sky changed, first there was a slight breeze, and then the wind became stronger and stronger.It is true that Feng Huahua can control the wind, but when the wind is strong enough, it will surpass his control ability.

The hurricane rolled up the desert sand, forming a dust storm that covered the sky and the sun.

"I'm going, this is going to kill people!" Feng Huahua screamed, and his whole body was submerged in the sandstorm...

(End of this chapter)