That disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect didn't even have a chance to get up.

He was on the ground with his hands on his feet, just about to get up.

The tension had already walked in front of him.

Then, stretching out a leg, he stomped heavily on the other person's back.

"Bang".

The body of the disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect fell to the ground again.

I struggled for a long time before, and now I was kicked by tension and announced that my previous efforts were lost.

Zhang Zhang squatted down and smashed it down with a punch.

Smash on the other person's head.

Then, raising his arm, another punch fell.

At this time, the tension is like a tireless robot.

Keep closing and punching.

His fists were covered in blood and mixed with something yellowish-white.

Somewhat disgusting.

And at this time.

Whether it was the Xiaoshan Sword Sect's side or the students of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy, they all fell silent, without the noise before, and one by one they stared at the tension riding on the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect, and kept waving their fists and smashing their opponents' heads.

That head looked like Shaqima.

If you make up for it, you will feel scary.

"Okay, the winner has been decided!" Finally, the middle-aged man who was in charge of presiding over the referee of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect was a little breathless and spoke.

It's not that he thinks that the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect died too miserably, but he just thinks that it is a complete waste of time for Zhang Li to continue to wave his fists like this tirelessly.

That's it.

It looks like you've never killed anyone.

Zhang Li's eyes were red, and he looked extremely hideous, completely deaf to the middle-aged man's words, and finally Yue Xincheng stepped forward and pulled him up.

"It's already won. ”

Zhang Zhang turned his face and looked at Yue Xincheng, before he gradually regained his composure, and then looked at the corpse of the disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect, and suddenly his face turned pale, as if he had been frightened by something.

Yue Xincheng grabbed his neck and said as he walked back, "As for ......?"

"As for. Zhang Zhang gritted his teeth and whispered, "Li Hui lost too badly, I'm not like this, and the other students don't have the courage." ”

Yue Xincheng was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but turn his face to look at Zhang Li.

He really didn't expect this kid to think so far.

That sounds like a lot of sense.

Although Zhang Li's behavior just now was like a pervert and a madman, it was undeniable that those students of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy were feeling enthusiastic about it.

And for the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect.

The performance of tension is to pour cold water on them and give them a slap in the face.

Let them realize that the students of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy are not so easy to bully.

Gao Ge looked at Zhang Li, and suddenly remembered what Fu Long said to him last night.

For the students of Haicheng Immortal Academy, this is a nirvana rebirth.

At that time, Gao Ge felt that there was some truth in what Fu Long said, and when he saw Zhang Li's current performance, he slapped his thigh.

What Fu Long said makes so much sense.

For Zhang Li, after this battle, his Dao heart will be forged even harder.

It's like a piece of iron, which has gone through fire and beating, and finally forged a sword.

The only thing to worry about is whether it will be too much, what if Zhang Li turns into a cold-blooded madman in the future?

Fortunately, Zhang Li is still a student of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy, and he can get a certain amount of guidance, as long as he pays a little attention, this problem will no longer be a problem.

All in all.

This kind of metamorphosis is definitely a good thing for Tension.

And the body of Zhang Li's opponent was also dragged away by the other disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect.

Just throw it aside, and then no one asks.

It's like treating a dead dog.

Even the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect who looked in that direction were indifferent in their eyes.

Therefore, Gao Ge felt more and more that the students of his own Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy were cuteer.

Be kind.

The competition continues.

Because of Zhang Li's outstanding performance, he finally helped Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy to win back a city.

Now the score is 1-1.

Before, the students of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy needed to adjust their mentality, and now the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect need to adjust their mentality.

After Liang Qiu's victory, the self-confidence of the disciples sent by the Xiaoshan Sword Sect was unprecedentedly high.

But the tension gave them a solid slap in the face.

They realized that the students of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy were not as vulnerable as they imagined.

The next competition.

It was still the students of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy who won.

It can be seen that in terms of adjusting the mentality.

It's still the students of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy who are doing better.

In the fourth game, it was the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect who won.

Another student of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy fell.

Gao Ge was very entangled.

He really didn't know how many students he would be able to bring back alive this time.

Seeing the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect dying here, his heart was indescribably happy.

But when the student of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy died here, he was like a heart-piercing pain.

No way.

Gao Ge is such a simple and direct person.

Time flies.

By the time of the third pole of the sun, a total of nine games were played.

Five wins and four losses.

Five people died on the side of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy.

At halftime, Gao Ge stood up and walked in front of Sect Master Zhou.

"Sect Master Zhou, I am also bothered that the Xiaoshan Sword Sect can help prepare coffins for the corpses of my students. Gao Ge said.

Sect Master Zhou looked at Gao Ge and was a little surprised: "Ready to bury them?"

"No, I'm going to bring them back. Gao Ge said calmly.

"......" Sect Master Zhou looked at Gao Ge, thought for a moment, and laughed.

Actually, he didn't understand Gao Ge's thoughts.

Just like those Xiaoshan Sword Sect disciples who lost to the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy, their corpses, Sect Master Zhou didn't even look at them.

Don't talk about preparing coffins for them.

It's not even necessary to dig a pit and bury it.

Because these people are the shame of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect, since they are dead, they will be thrown on the back mountain and eaten by wild beasts, which can be regarded as a little contribution to the Xiaoshan Sword Sect.

"Okay, I promise, but we don't have any coffins here, but we do have a big box that can hold a lot of corpses. Sect Master Zhou squinted his eyes and said, "Probably, it can hold fifteen corpses." ”

"Fifteen?" Gao Ge sneered, "Then I think it won't be that big, and if it can fit five, it's almost enough." ”

"Too confident. Sect Master Zhou shook his head and said.

Gao Ge smiled: "I've always been so confident. ”

Sect Master Zhou nodded lightly and didn't continue to argue with Gao Ge, just stood up and left temporarily.

Gao Ge let out a long sigh of relief and sat down again.

Looking at the martial arts field below, there was still a mark of blood.

After a while, the disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect carried over a large box.