Seeing the man in the golden robe striding away, the remaining mercenaries looked at each other.

The golden-robed man who had just admitted defeat and left was already a mid-level S-level mercenary, and within the S-level mercenaries of Chiyan Academy, he was close to being able to rank in the middle stream.

In Chiyan Academy, the strength of S-level mercenary students is uneven, such as Meng Tian and others, if they encounter a top S-level mercenary, they will be killed instantly.

In this year's martial arts competition, only ordinary S-level mercenaries participated, and almost none of the slightly higher S-level mercenaries came, and most of them were out on missions.

"Forget it, the strength of that senior brother is the highest among us, and even he has surrendered...... I don't fight either. One of the S-class mercenaries looked at the referee: "I throw in the towel." ”

"I also throw in the towel......"

Seeing that the remaining S-class mercenaries all admitted defeat and surrendered, the five big and three thick mercenaries looked confused, so they all surrendered? How do you know you're going to lose if you haven't fought yet?!

Besides, even if that woman's strength is strong, but there are so many S-level mercenaries among them, if they fight with all their might, it may not be possible who loses or wins.

"You, how to say, is it a war or a throw."

Soon, the referee asked the only strong man left in the top 10 seats.

Hearing this, the five big and three thick mercenaries were slightly stunned.

"Jokes." The strong man stared at the referee and sneered: "Of course it's a battle." ”

"Hurry up, then." The referee spoke.

As the referee's words fell, the strong man suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Hey...... What's wrong...... It's me, oh...... What the! Okay, I'll be right there! After the strong man hung up the phone, his face was full of anxiety: "No...... My friend was in a car accident and was waiting for a blood transfusion...... My blood type is just right, I have to save my friend to ......"

Hearing the strong man's words, there was no sound in the audience.

Referee: "......"

Ye Wanwan: "......"

Everyone: "......"

The strong man glanced at Ye Wanwan and said coldly, "Count yourself lucky...... This junior sister, if it weren't for my friend's car accident today, bleeding profusely...... Hmph, you get the idea. ”

Ye Wanwan: "......" You took the wrong phone number......

Immediately, the referee announced: "In this year's martial arts competition, Ye Wanwan won the first place, broke the latest record, won 38 games in a row, without a single defeat, and won a record-breaking mercenary honor point of 5,000 points, and the first honor point of the competition was 10,000 points, a total of 15,000 mercenary honor points!" ”

With the referee's announcement, the audience was in an uproar.

"Breaking the record?! No way...... Unconsciously, Ye Wanwan actually won thirty-seven games in a row, without a single defeat, cow ......"

"Back then, Nie Wuwu seemed to have only won 23 games, setting a record for the first martial arts competition......

"However, the quality of that martial arts competition was too high, in addition to the top S-level mercenaries, there were also SS-level mercenaries to participate in ......"

"Nie Wuwu is indeed powerful, but so what, in the end, he was not photographed on the beach by his sister Nie Linglong."

"The palace elder of Nie Wuwu's master, Nie Linglong's master is Elder Lei He, after the palace elder taught a Nie Wuwu, what a majesty it was, creating too many records of the Chiyan Mercenary Academy, but unfortunately, the back was all broken by Nie Linglong."

"Yes, compared to Nie Linglong, there should still be a big gap."