Doomsday Hero Academy

While Xia Yuan was still looking for traces of Su Shen and his party, Lao Biqing and Lin Xiaolan led their men directly toward the entrance to the fourth floor.

Now the third and fourth floors are full of battlefields. It has reached the last moment and everyone has begun the final sprint.

Among them, there are teams fighting side by side and cooperating to slowly advance towards the entrance to the fourth floor, while those 'lone rangers' are in dire straits. Even geniuses with Grade A qualifications can only move towards the fourth floor cautiously, otherwise they will accidentally move to the fourth floor. It will be set on fire.

Lao Biqing rushed forward with her sword, Lin Xiaolan frequently released spells to support her from behind, and the team's shield fighters closely guarded her on both sides. There was a vague invincibility, and anyone who stood in her way was injured.

After a few rounds, they quickly opened the passage to the fourth floor.

The entrance to the fourth and third floors is a staircase with a height of [-] steps and a width of about four meters. The moment Lin Xiaolan ascended the stairs, she immediately turned around and prepared to go upstairs, but was held back by Lao Biqing.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Xiaolan impatiently slapped his hand away: "If you have something to say, take your dirty paws away!"

Lao Biqing retracted her hand and smiled sinisterly: "You don't want revenge?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have been staring here just now. No one has climbed up to the fourth floor before we came up."

Lin Xiaolan was very smart and understood immediately after hearing this: "You mean, let's block them here?"

Lao Biqing glanced at him proudly: "That's right! Instead of waiting for them to get to the fourth floor before taking action, it's better to just wait here and wait for work. As long as they dare to come, we will block them here so that they can't go up. As long as they are eliminated, Let’s take revenge.”

"it is good!"

Lin Xiaolan did things neatly and immediately ordered the shield warrior to defend in place, but she was still a little worried: "You have to know that if we are blocked here, we will become the target of public criticism and be besieged by others."

"So what?"

The arrogance in Lao Biqing's heart was aroused: "If they don't have that ability, they can't even think about getting through."

"What about people with Grade A qualifications rushing into buildings? I can't guarantee that I can stop them."

"Hehe", Lao Biqing laughed gloomily: "Since it is a Grade A qualification, why should we stop it? Wouldn't it be better for everyone to work together then?"

Lin Xiaolan looked at him with disdain, said nothing, and silently began to adjust her breath, preparing for the next battle.

"coming!"

The battle on the third floor intensified, but many teams broke out of the siege and hurried towards the stairs.

But before they could climb the stairs, they were blocked by a beam of fireball!

When the leading student saw Lao Biqing and his party, he was furious: "Are you sick? What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

He raised his feet and rushed upward, but as soon as his eyes were dazzled, he saw Lao Biqing holding a sword against his neck and looking at him playfully: "This road is blocked."

The student was furious: "Brothers, if more than a dozen of us are still afraid of him, come on!"

He knew in his heart that it was just an assessment, and Lao Biqing would not dare to kill him no matter what. He cursed in his heart that Lao Biqing was a fool for holding up a broken sword, and he picked up the long stick in his hand and pointed at him. He stabbed it.

But he ignored one thing. Lao Biqing really didn't dare to kill him, but that didn't mean that Lao Biqing didn't dare to beat people or even hurt them!

'Snapped! '

'Shuh! '

Cooperating with Lin Xiaolan's magic, Lao Biqing rushed into the group of students first, shuttling back and forth in a ghostly figure. Every time he made a move, one of the students would fall down, either with a broken arm or a broken leg. His attacks were very ruthless!

And Lin Xiaolan is not a good person. Every time a strong fireball hits an opponent, it will inevitably cause the opponent to vomit blood on the spot. Some people's ribs are even directly broken, and even their hair and beard are burned.

"what!"

"Help!"

A dozen people, including the leading student, were all driven down the stairs by Lao Biqing and others. Almost no one was still standing, which shows how ruthless he was!

"puff!"

Lao Biqing stabbed him hard in the chest with his sword. The leading student spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed bitterly: "You are so damn cruel!"

Lao Biqing squinted at the people at the foot of the steps with arrogance and contempt: "What, you still won't get out? Do you want me to break a few more ribs?"

"Hmph, mountains and rivers meet, let's wait and see!"

"How dare you try your luck here?" Lao Biqing sneered and silently returned to the team to rest.

Seeing more and more people starting to pour towards the stairs, Lin Xiaolan frowned and said, "The situation is not good. We are afraid we can't handle so many people. Why haven't we seen those people named Su?"

Lao Biqing was also puzzled. With Su Shen's strength, he should have arrived by now, but he kept staring but found no trace of Su Shen and his party.

He shook his head: "I don't know, maybe he's hiding somewhere, right? Let's wait. As long as they don't give up the assessment, they will come sooner or later."

Just as he was talking, someone was holding a huge sword at the bottom of the stairs and was eager to attack the building. Lin Xiaolan frowned again: "It's Mo Shaolin from Longcheng, a Grade A qualified genius from No. [-] Middle School. Behind him are them. The top students in the school are very capable."

Upon hearing this, Lao Biqing smiled. Just when Mo Shaolin was about to rush up, he stepped aside and said, "Classmate Mo, take your people over."

Mo Shaolin was ready for a fierce battle. Hearing this, he almost ducked and stared at Lao Biqing suspiciously, fearing that he had some tricks up his sleeve.

Lao Biqing smiled: "Brother, I'm blocking here because I don't want those guys who are pretending to be fake to get through. I recognize your strength, brother. Please give me your invitation."

Seeing that Lao Biqing had indeed given way to the passage, Mo Shaolin led the people up slowly and suspiciously. After seeing that Lao Biqing didn't make any movement, he smiled reassuringly: "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

Before he finished speaking, Lao Biqing suddenly turned around and pointed his sword at the students who were following behind and trying to sneak past: "Did I let you pass?"

Those people were dissatisfied: "You are not an examiner, why are you blocking here and not letting everyone pass? Do you think so?!"

Many people below saw that Lao Biqing was unhappy early in the morning, and they immediately started to scold Lao Biqing angrily, but he didn't take it seriously at all:

"Let me tell you, I am doing this for your own good! Only a maximum of 50 people can be left on the fourth floor of this assessment. Even if you manage to get in, won't you have to be kicked out in the end? Rather than being seriously injured and eliminated, it is better to consciously go back early. "

The man refused to accept it and continued to shout: "You don't care whether I can stay or not, get out of the way quickly, or we may break your legs!"

'Shuh! '

Everyone's eyes were dazzled, and then they saw Lao Biqing flying down, hitting the man's temple with the hilt of his sword, and then immediately followed up with a roundhouse kick, and the man flew straight back. Fainted to the ground.

'wow~~~'

The crowd immediately backed away, staring at him warily.

Lao Biqing jumped back to the stairs with a few lifts and pointed his sword downwards: "Who else is there?"