I have a skill book

Chapter 83 The Sword Comes, The Sword Comes Again!
After rambling for half an hour, Wang Otherwise stood on the ring.

Gu Tao just caught a lot of nonsense, but he only captured two important points.

One is that for the sake of fairness, only silver or bronze quality skills can be used, no matter how high they are, they are not allowed to use them.

Even the poorest students can learn a few silver skills for free in high school, and for most people, being proficient in a few skills is an excellent choice.

Of course, you can absorb as many skills as you want in the heart of the strange beast. After all, you don't need to spend energy to learn.

The second important point is that the difference in spiritual power between the two should not exceed ten directions.

This is similar to the different kilogram players in wrestling, and it is easy to understand.

At this time, there was a petite girl standing three meters in front of Wang Erran. She had short hair and big but not pretty eyes.

"Speed, Liu Jia." The girl said to Wang Buran, with a slightly excited look on her face.

Speed ​​is her awakening ability, and Liu Jia is her name.

Wang was a little helpless. The awakening ability, spiritual power and names of the two were all on the big screen next to them. Do I need to say it again?

"Yongchun, Ye Wen!"

Liu Jia was stunned for a moment, what kind of awakening ability is Yongchun, and who is Ye Wen.

Wang Erran didn't even wait for her to react, and his powerful mental power directly marked Liu Jia's body.

"Sword come!"

A piece of spiritual power instantly shot out from his palm, turned into a sword energy, and pierced straight through.

Then Liu Jia lay straight on the ground without any injuries.

Sword Qi will not cause substantial trauma, but once hit, the powerful sword Qi will run through the opponent's body until the power is dissipated.

The students watching the excitement on the stage were a little speechless. Liu Jia's spiritual power was much higher than that of Wang Otherwise, and they fell to the ground without even releasing his natural skills, which really disappointed them.

"Idiot." A teacher commented.

With Liu Fang's performance, if he was thrown into the place where the strange beasts lived, he would die without knowing how.

The teacher on the ring looked at Wang Boran: "Do you need a rest?"

He is the strength of the third realm and is responsible for the safety of the students. Just now he judged that the power of the sword energy could not threaten Liu Fang's life, so he did not make a move.

Wang Busha shook his head, there was no such need at all.

Freshman No.1, today will show extremely domineering.

[You successfully hurt the opponent and gain a little mental power. 】

Looking at the harvest, Wang Buan felt very satisfied.

Then came the second student, a thick-headed boy with a rather strong body.

Having learned Liu Jia's lesson, he was ready to take action directly.

"Sword!" Wang Buan shouted.

A powerful sword energy slashed from above.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the student named Yang Feng took three steps back, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

[You successfully hurt the opponent and gain a little mental power. 】

Yang Feng said coldly: "You can't release the sword energy that is comparable to gold skills a few times, right?"

He had carefully read Wang Buan's information. The opponent was born as an orphan, so this so-called "Sword Come" should be the opponent's most powerful means of attack.

According to the rules of this world, many things must be restricted.

"Sword come!"

Yang Feng's expression changed, come again?

boom!
He successfully resisted again, and he was a little unsteady.

"I don't believe you can still release it!"

Looking at the miserable appearance of the other party, Wang Bu couldn't bear it.

"Sword come!"

With a bang, Yang Feng's eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at the handsome boy standing on the stage, and their expressions became more and more strange.

When other people compete, you come and go, one is more exciting than the other, otherwise you will "sword" one by one, and then you don't have to do anything, why is that so.

And if you use your skills, just use your skills, and you have to shout it out. I'm afraid everyone doesn't know it?

Yang Feng's fall to the ground did not dampen the enthusiasm of the freshmen, but made those who were qualified to fight Wang Buran even more excited.

Quite a few people came from good backgrounds and mastered a lot of silver skills, many of which were absorbed from the hearts of strange beasts. In their opinion, Wang Buan was not strong at all, and it was clear that Liu Jia and Yang Feng were too weak.

After Wang Oran agreed to continue, another girl entered the ring.

"Sword come!"

The sword qi fell from the sky.

"Sword come!"

The sword energy stabbed out from the front.

"Sword come!"

"Sword come!"

"Sword come!"

In the following time, only the word "Jian Lai" echoed in the huge stadium.

Everyone felt that there were countless "swords" pouring into their ears, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

And Wang Buran naturally gained a lot. At first, he only hurt his opponents. Later, for some reason, many people were hurt, and he was provided with different amounts of skill improvement points.

He smiled and accepted it all. If the spiritual power in his body hadn't been completely consumed, he would still want to continue.

Ma Tianjun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at Wang Buran in a different way at this moment. He thought that the other party would be weak even if he broke through, and he needed to train in Huawu.

But who knew that the first appearance would cause such a sensation.

The new students whose spiritual power was below sixty square meters, and those who dared to go on stage, all fell to the ground.

Now in his ears, the word "Jian Lai" seemed to have an echo, ringing once to the left and then again to the right, it was simply a kind of mental pollution.

"Teacher, I have no spiritual power." Wang Buier said to the fat male teacher on the ring.

The fat teacher looked constipated: "What? What do you mean by sword?"

In order to prevent any accidents from happening, he did not use spiritual power to isolate the sound of the outside world like some teachers did.

So he is the one who has the most intuitive experience of "Sword Lai", and has undergone complete destruction from head to toe.

At this time, several experienced teachers on the stage looked at each other. They had been teaching for so long and had never seen such students before.

Dongfang Yang, the dean of the Department of Psychology, was a little old man. He said, "Student Wang Buoran, please go down and rest first."

In order to prevent Wang Ran from continuing to challenge after recovering his spiritual power, he added: "Well, the school will see your performance. If anyone disagrees that you are the No. 1 freshman this year, I will limit his spiritual power. Challenge you."

The other teachers glanced at each other, so the freshmen are the first?
In the past, the competition for the title of No.1 among freshmen was so fierce, is this year so sloppy?
But looking at those students whose spiritual power reached more than [-] square meters, they clearly had no intention of competing.

But if you think about it, if you only limit silver skills, this so-called "Sword Come" is really too strong, even stronger than many gold skills.

Moreover, if Wang's limit spiritual power is forty squares, then his innate skills can suppress all students with lower limit spiritual power than him.

Under such conditions, Wang Buoran is almost invincible.

(End of this chapter)