The national college freshman selection competition was held on the playground of Shangjing University.

At this time, ten battle platforms have been set up in the playground.

The trial is divided into three rounds, and it is a point-based promotion system.

The first round will be a one-on-one fight.

Nearly 1 freshmen were divided into groups 10 to [-], corresponding to ten battle platforms.

Each student has to play at least ten games, one point will be added for winning the next game, no points will be deducted for losing, and the top ten players in each group will advance to the next round.

Li Hantian's grouping is 2 groups, and the competition will be played on the second platform.

His first opponent was a level 24 bow repairer named Wei San, whose strength was very good.

If he was up against someone else, he might be able to win easily.

But standing opposite him at this moment is Li Hantian, a Confucian scholar.

On the battle stage, Wei San has been pushed to the edge, and if he takes a step back, he will lose!

However, 2 minutes into the match, his arrows never hit Li Hantian once.

No matter how tricky the angle of the arrow he shoots, the latter can always dodge it calmly.

Li Hantian seemed to have known the trajectory of his archery for a long time.

Anticipate!

Every attack he made was predicted by Li Hantian!
This made him very unwilling, and he drew the bowstring again.

As the bowstring was pulled, a red energy arrow slowly condensed in Wei San's hand.

"Arrow with energy storage, go!"

Wei San aimed at Li Hantian, and as soon as he sent his finger away, the arrow left the string and shot out violently!

With fierce fluctuations, the arrow shot straight at Li Hantian to kill!
"This arrow is not bad."

Li Hantian nodded and commented.

"However. It's just okay."

He calmly looked at the arrows shot at him, and calmly tore off a page of paper, and said softly.

"My position should be half a meter in front of him!"

The voice fell.

The book paper was burned.

Li Hantian's figure disappeared out of thin air.

next moment.

He appeared in front of Wei San, smiled slightly, tore off a page of paper again, and said.

"My strength has increased tenfold!"

boom!
Li Hantian suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength, and a single blow would split mountains and crack rocks.

He glanced at Wei San in front of him, and then punched out.

The fist wind was blazing, and the air exploded!
Feeling the power of this punch, Wei San's complexion changed drastically, and he crossed his arms to resist.

Bang!
He was directly sent flying tens of meters, and fell to the outside of the battle arena. Two bloodstains were directly cracked on his arms.

The referee mentor came to the stage and announced Li Hantian's victory.

on the battlefield.

The power in Li Hantian's body receded like a tide, and he stepped off the stage.

Platform 8.

Ye Qing was assigned to 8 groups, and they were selected on this stage.

"Contestants, Ye Qing and Liang Hui, please come to the stage!"

Ye Qing heard his name, got up and walked towards the stage.

On the other side, Liang Hui heard that his opponent was Ye Qing, his face darkened, and he wanted to abstain immediately.

Just as he was about to raise his hand, he heard Ye Qing standing on the battle platform and saying loudly.

"Everyone, you know my strength, you are definitely not my opponent if you fight alone!"

"I don't bully you guys either. Is this good? I will fight ten people by myself. If I win, I will advance directly. If I lose, I will be eliminated!"

One is not enough, I want ten!

mad!
Crazy to the limit!
But if it is so crazy, none of the 8 groups of freshmen below thought that Ye Qing was provoking them, but thought this proposal was very good!

So everyone agreed in unison.

joke.

Ye Qing can instantly kill rank [-], isn't beating them the same as playing?
One-on-one against Ye Qing, that's a loser!
If ten people go together, there should be a slight chance of winning, right?
Ye Qing listened to the call from below, and looked at the referee mentor at the side.

The referee mentor was also taken aback, he never expected Ye Qing to say such domineering words.

Yes.

Domineering!

Not everyone dares to say such a thing as one dozen!
Only when the strength is absolutely crushed, are you qualified to speak wild words!

And he didn't expect that the other freshmen would agree with him!
But after thinking about it, yes, Ye Qing's strength has surpassed the normal freshman's too much, and they have no chance of winning a one-on-one.

"This mentor, how about my proposal?"

Ye Qing asked with a smile.

"I want to apply."

The referee instructor said, walking towards the rostrum.

He whispered a few words beside Zhou Cang, and the latter's eyes fell on Ye Qing.

Ye Qing smiled slightly at him.

Zhou Cang also laughed, and after saying a word, the referee instructor came back.

"Principal Zhou said, since you are so good at fighting, then hit a few more!"

The referee mentor announced loudly.

"Contestant Ye Qing, one person against 30 players, if you win, you will be promoted, if you lose, you will be eliminated!"

Ye Qing felt a little helpless when he heard this rule, Mr. Zhou really doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

Thirty people, even he would find it very troublesome!
after all
They're all classmates, so they can't kill people, it's very troublesome!

Otherwise, thirty second-rank freshmen would only be a matter of a few strikes for him!
"can."

Ye Qing nodded, agreeing to this rule.

"it is good!"

The referee mentor nodded and said to the freshmen under the stage.

"Anyone who wants to challenge him can go on stage!"

The voice fell.

The freshmen below spoke out one after another.

"God Ye, I want to challenge you!"

A 23rd-level freshman whose profession is a knight shouted loudly.

"Me, me, me! I want to challenge God Ye!"

This time it was a level 26 fighter who spoke.

"And me, I want to fight Ye Shen!"

"I'm coming too! How could I be missing from the battle with God Ye!"

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Soon, the No. 8 battle platform was full of thirty challengers.

Those who didn't squeeze in were all annoyed.

Opposite Ye Qing, thirty freshmen looked at him with fighting spirit.

Thirty people, they don't believe that they can lose like this!
No matter how strong Ye Qing is, he is still human!

There are so many of them, they can pile him up to death!

The freshmen from other platforms saw the extraordinary performance of the No. 8 platform, and they all gathered around to watch.

"Student, what is the situation? Why are there so many people on the stage?"

A freshman on stage 4 asked the freshman on stage 8 suspiciously.

"God Ye is a good man! Give us a chance, one person will beat thirty of us!"

A freshman on platform 8 said with emotion.

"Uh, one man hit 30 people? Is he crazy?"

The freshman on the battle platform at station 4 suddenly said in astonishment.

"Haven't you seen Ye Shen's fight at the entrance of the student dormitory?"

Seeing him ask this question, the freshmen on stage 8 frowned and asked back.

"What battle, didn't you see it? I signed up to go to the border."

The freshman on stage 4 shook his head and said.

"No wonder, then watch carefully! See how God Ye fights!"

The freshman on stage 8 understood and said with a smile.

"Student, if one person fights 30 people, no matter how you look at it, there is no chance of winning, right?"

The freshmen on stage 4 looked disbelieving.

"Hehe! How can you guess Ye Shen's strength? Just watch!"

Said the freshman on stage 8.

Although the freshman on the No. 4 battle platform didn't believe it, but seeing what he said was so convincing, he still looked towards the battle platform.

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