Chapter 550: Surrender
And this one is different from the previous three one-on-one matches. Those three one-on-one matches were entangled with each other, and at least the strength was not much different. Ye Xinglan's battle could be said to be tragic, but there was no complete victory.
But this two-on-two match was, in everyone’s eyes, a crushing victory.
At the beginning of the game, brother and sister Li Mengyang and Li Mengtian wanted to have a tentative battle, but in the end, they were separated abruptly. They couldn't even use their martial soul fusion skills, so they lost. Lost the game.
The loss was miserable.
Both brother and sister's faces were pale, not only because of their injuries, but also because of the two people standing in the center of the sparring ring.
Tang Wulin, who still had the faint sound of dragon roars on his body, gave them an invincible feeling.
Golden soul rings, golden scales, without Doukai, and both of us have five pieces of Doukai. But he was suppressed from beginning to end. They lost and were unconvinced, but their wills had already yielded.
The scales on Tang Wulin's body slowly converged, but he did not leave the competition stage. Next, there will be a seven-on-seven team battle, and they will still appear.
The reason why he defeated the opponent with such brutal means was to lay the foundation for a seven-on-seven team battle. Undoubtedly, the opponent participating in the two-on-two match will definitely continue to participate in the next seven-on-seven match. He must establish an invincible impression on the opponent's mind.
On the team side, Yuan En Yehui, Le Zhengyu, Xu Xiaoyan, Xie Xie, and Xu Lizhi walked onto the competition stage one after another and came to Tang Wulin and Gu Yue.
Ye Xinglan was unable to play, and Xu Lizhi replaced him. Xu Lizhi's usually smiling fat face turned gloomy at this time. He walked up to Tang Wulin and handed him big meatballs one after another to replenish his energy and blood. Seven people stood there, and an invisible pressure instantly filled the entire place.
On the other hand, there was silence in Class 1 of the third grade. Only Li Qiankun silently walked to the competition stage.
"Wait a minute." Song Lin raised her hand and grabbed Li Qiankun's shoulder.
Li Qiankun turned around and looked at her with some confusion.
Song Lin closed her eyes and took a long breath. When she opened her eyes again, she seemed to have made up her mind.
She said in a deep voice to Mr. Cai on the stage: "Mr. Cai, we give up the team battle, we admit defeat."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.
Give in? Class 1, Grade 3, gave in? Actually gave in? There was another one-word battle armor master, Li Qiankun, the strongest member of the third-grade class one, who had yet to take action, the third-grade class one actually gave up.
"Why Teacher Song?" Li Qiankun asked eagerly.
Song Lin smiled bitterly and shook her head at him, "Look at your friends. We have no chance in a team battle."
Li Qiankun was stunned and looked first at Mo Jue, who had woken up but was sitting on the sidelines like a zombie.
Looking at Ye Yan again, Ye Yan's eyes were dull at this time, staring at Tang Wulin on the stage, seeming to be swallowing saliva.
On the stage, brother and sister Li Mengyang and Li Mengtian were clinging to each other, fear clearly shining in their eyes.
Looking at the other partners who have not yet appeared, they all lowered their heads when they received Li Qiankun's gaze.
Their confidence collapsed. In the first five games, their confidence was shattered by the first and second grade teams.
"Teacher Song, I want to fight this match, even if it's one against seven, even if it's just me, I still have to fight." Li Qiankun clenched his fists.
Song Lin shook her head, "I don't want you to be like Mo Jue. I have already decided."
Li Qiankun's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he stared hard at Tang Wu on the competition stage. Lin Qi looked at the fire that seemed to be rising in their eyes. He roared fiercely, turned around and ran away. Class 1 of the third grade lost. They lost in front of all six grades from the outer courtyard. It was a complete loss, even the last seven-on-seven game was lost before it even started.
Indeed, they still have one-word combat armor master Li Qiankun who has not taken action, but I am afraid that they only have one Li Qiankun who still has full combat power. He had to face seven people, seven tough opponents.
Song Lin's decision was correct. She didn't want her disciple to be hit again. If seven versus seven also loses, then even Li Qiankun will be severely damaged mentally. This was definitely not what she wanted to see.
On the competition stage, Tang Wulin stood at the front, flanked by his six partners, Gu Yue, Xu Xiaoyan, Xie Xie, Xu Lizhi, Yuan En Yehui and Le Zhengyu.
Seven young boys and girls with youthful vigor stood there with fire in their eyes and the belief that they would win.
Nearly five hundred people from the sixth grade of the outer courtyard of Shrek Academy looked at them, feeling like they were in a trance.
“These children are amazing!” Holy Spirit Douluo had returned to the podium at this time, and he admired softly.
In this battle in front of the entire outer courtyard students, Tang Wulin and his companions finally showed their prowess. After more than a year of accumulation, they have shown their true strength. Not only do they have outstanding individual talents, but more importantly, they have the belief to win.
Even facing a one-word battle armor master, he will never be timid. This is who they are. They are young, they are young, they are persistent, they are strong.
Zhuo Shi looked at Feng Wuyu beside him, and Feng Wuyu happened to be looking at him.
Rarely, the two holy dragons did not quarrel, and they both saw relief in each other's eyes.
Including Ye Xinglan, the average age of these eight young people is fourteen and a half years old. Give them a few more years, and when they reach the age of eighteen or nineteen, I believe that they will be able to support themselves by then. Shrek's new generation.
"The Pavilion Master is right, such an outstanding young man needs more experience."
"Class 1 of the third grade gave up the seven-on-seven confrontation and challenged the competition. The first and second grade teams won." Mr. Cai made the final decision and announced the final result.
It was only then that the entire first- and second-grade stands burst into earth-shattering cheers. Especially the first grade class. As the freshman class of the college, they have only been in the college for just over a year! However, as the main force, he defeated the third-grade first-class representative team from the outer courtyard, which should be the strongest. This means that they have reached the pinnacle of the outer courtyard. At least within the next few years, it is unlikely that the entire outer courtyard will surpass their existence.
Tang Wulin raised his arms high, Xu Lizhi jumped off the sparring ring, quickly ran to Ye Xinglan who had woken up, and hugged her while Ye Xinglan exclaimed in a low voice. He got up and ran back to the sparring ring.
"We are the best!"
Ye Xinglan blushed slightly and whispered: "Put me down quickly." Her body was so weak at this time that she couldn't resist even if she wanted to.
"Huh? What did you say?" Xu Lizhi said loudly. At this time, there were cheers on and off the stage, and it seemed that he couldn't hear Ye Xinglan's voice.
"I told you to put me down quickly." Ye Xinglan said angrily.
"Ah? You asked me not to fall on you? Don't worry, Sister Xinglan, I will definitely hold you tight." As he spoke, the little fat man shook his arm upwards and hugged her more tightly. Tight.
“You damn fat guy!” Ye Xinglan couldn’t help pinching his arm. Xu Lizhi lowered his head and looked at her with a naive smile.
Under the leadership of Li Qiankun, the third-grade class one representative team strode away. The entire third-grade Class 1 students also quickly left the venue. Today, this place does not belong to them.
"I have something to announce." Mr. Cai's voice echoed throughout the audience. The aura of the titled Douluo level quickly suppressed the cheers and noises in the audience.
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