Nine Sun God King

"Teacher, is this battle important? If it's not important, we don't have to worry about it!" Qin Yun comforted Yang Shiyue.

"Class battles are not simple wins or losses, but determine the resources of a class this semester. If you lose, you will not get any resources; if you win, you will get a resource." Yang Shiyue said: "If there is no resource, this The semester will suffer."

"This..." Qin Yun took a corner of his eyes, which was obviously a fate to fight, he asked: "Teacher, what does this resource include?"

"Twenty thousand crystal coins, Zhongpin Lingdan'Huaqidan' two tablets, which are decided by the class internally. In addition, there is a superior martial arts class, all students in the class can learn, if you win two games in a row, you can get Double copies."

Qin Yun heard these resources from Yang Shiyue and scolded the queen in her heart.

The queen must have known these rules, so she allowed other students to change classes. As a result, there was only one student in class 9, and the class must lose during the war.

The onlookers all saw Qin Yun's anxious expression and felt very funny.

"Nine shifts are defeated without fighting. Group wars require at least ten people. There is only one person in nine shifts."

"Who let Qin Yun offend the queen, I have to say that the queen is really brilliant. With such a hand, Qin Yun won't get any resources this semester."

"Without resources to cultivate and no progress, I will get out next semester. Once I am not a student of Hualing Martial Academy, the queen can clean him up."

"Haha, Class 9 is really pitiful... I just don't know what Teacher Yang thinks now, her face is very ugly!"

The old student watched the excitement on the side, talking and laughing.

"Because of a special situation this year, there is only one student in Class 9. In order to ensure fairness, the rules of class warfare are modified and the group is changed to single-player battle. This year's class battle will be two rounds of single-player battle!"

Dean Zhang's words made Qin Yun suddenly see a little hope.

In this freshman class battle, the team battle was cancelled!

Many people including Yang Shiyue are very surprised!

"Hua Ling Martial Academy does not allow anyone to secretly make trouble, undermine justice, the rules are dead, people are alive, and they can be adapted in special circumstances." Dean Zhang said coldly, and the Queen's behavior also made him very dissatisfied.

"Even so, Class 9 still has no chance of winning! Although Qin Yun was able to defeat Qin Tianyi in the palace yesterday, he was also injured by an old official. The internal injury should not be light."

"The other classes are full of talents, and there are legendary Wuhun guys, and there are a few with four veins and five veins. Their strength is not weak. The injured Qin Yun is definitely not their opponent."

"Even if Qin Yun won one game, he couldn't win the second game. He had to win two games in a row."

After listening to the discussion, Yang Shiyue whispered to Qin Yun: "You don't have to be sad, we will not participate in this class battle, and we will find another way in terms of resources."

Qin Yun needs to play two games in a row and must win in a row to get resources!

For him, two consecutive battles are not easy. There are many students in other classes, and two contests are played by different people.

"Teacher, my Neiyuan can beat, and the injury is all right. I'm going to fight!" Qin Yun said to Yang Shiyue with a very low voice.

In order to be rich in resources, for the glory of the class and Yang Shiyue, he must go up and compete, and he must not shrink back.

"Really? Your express luck makes Neiyuan beat!" Yang Shiyue was shocked, and quickly grabbed Qin Yun's wrist to confirm.

Qin Yun took a few deep breaths, and then closed his eyes, running the Xuanyang tactic, and Neiyuan also jumped.

Yang Shiyue soon noticed that Qin Yun's inner yuan was beating, which shocked her even more. That inner yuan was beating very violently. It could no longer be called a beating, but a violent shock!

Xuanyang Jue was given to Qin Yun. She knew Xuanyang Jue very well. If you want to practice to get started, it will take at least ten days.

But now Qin Yun is not a cultivation to entry, but a small state!

This is only overnight!

The learning progress of the exercises is generally divided into five stages: introductory, Xiaocheng, Dacheng, Dzogchen, and fascinating.

Yang Shiyue suppressed the shock in his heart and said seriously to Qin Yun: "You can play! But remember, don't force it. If you hurt yourself, it will have a great impact on the future. I will go to the lottery!"

The freshman class battle is to let freshmen understand the cruelty of competition!

If you lose here, you just don’t have the resources. If you lose outside, you may lose your life.

After the draw was completed, Yang Shiyue got the seventh class, they will play against the seventh class!

After losing one game, they will be eliminated. In the end, there are only four classes, which is cruel!

Winning a game will get a share of resources, which is full of temptation, but also accompanied by a lot of risks.As long as you lose a game, you don’t have any resources, so cruel!

"Okay, all classes now select representatives!" Dean Zhang shouted.

Naturally, Yang Shiyue's class does not need to be chosen, because there is only one student in Qin Yun.

Soon, each class selected the first round of representatives.

The person who fought against Qin Yun turned out to be Yan Zhongming, who had just transferred to the seventh class. He possessed the Siyang Spirit Vessel and Golden Fire Martial Soul.

"Yan Zhongming is the grandson of General Yan, but the old tortoise had a portion of my soul." Qin Yun secretly said.

"Remember what I said before." Yang Shiyue once again told Qin Yun that she was the only student and could never have an accident.

Undoubtedly, the most concerned about Qin Yun's battle with Yan Zhongming.

"Yan Zhongming is the grandson of the general. He has been heavily influenced by martial arts since his childhood, and his strength is certainly not bad."

"That is of course! And Qin Yun was abolished when he was ten years old. He has been neglected for five years. Because of his shit luck, he defeated Qin Tianyi. He still has internal injuries. Which one is his opponent?"

Qin Yun went to the competition platform, and after hearing the cynicism and sneer of the crowd, he secretly squeezed his fists. The various humiliations and ridicules he had endured in the past five years were just a kind of experience for him, and today he will show the results of the experience!

"Qin Yun, kneel down! Acknowledge the mistake to the Queen here!" Yan Zhongming saw Qin Yun on stage and shouted at Qin Yun with a commanding tone: "As long as you admit the mistake, I can show mercy!"

"It's a big tone! My father and emperor never let me kneel down to salute. What are you doing? Isn't your grandfather a general emperor?" Qin Yun sneered: "Your grandfather is just the empress You’re so proud of an old dog?"

The students watching the battle smirked, making Yan Zhongming suddenly angry, shouting: "My grandfather is not a waste person you can insult!"

Suddenly, he stretched out three fingers, and his cold voice was full of contempt, saying, "Three strokes! I can make you a complete waste with only three strokes!"

"Seven and nine classes, start!" an old man shouted loudly at this moment.

The angry Yan Zhongming flew towards Qin Yun like a stringed arrow, the pace was very light.

"This is Luo Yanbu! The superior footwork, Yan Zhongming just learned the tricks, but it is also very powerful."

"Luo Yanbu is a good martial art."

The freshmen only awakened the martial spirit yesterday, and they didn’t have time to learn the inner power mentality, so during the class war, they tested the foundation laid by the freshmen from an early age and the martial arts background of the family.