Chapter 168

The defeat of this third-year student can be said to be very undignified.

When the battle begins, barriers will rise around the battle stage to prevent energy from overflowing. During this period, both opponents who have entered the stage have two minutes to prepare for the battle.

The third-year students were obviously still brooding over the "confrontation" at the auditorium entrance that day, and they did not miss any opportunity to mock Jiang Yunu.

"If you apologize now for what happened that day and honestly and respectfully admit your mistake to me, I'll forgive your mistake," said the arrogant yet confident third-year student. "Otherwise, by the end of the preparatory period, it will be too late for you to cry and admit your mistake."

Jiang Yunu was silent for a second, and she replied sincerely: "I really need to reflect on myself."

"Oh?" The third-year student raised his eyebrows, and his expression was extremely complacent for a moment. He thought that under his "good advice", the ignorant country girl from the seventh district across from him would learn to give in.

ha!

What a country genius from the seventh district, isn't he also very flexible in front of a senior like him!

"I need to reflect on myself. It turns out that my usual blind self-confidence is so annoying in the eyes of others." Jiang Yunu said the following seriously, with a look of sincere apology to his relatives and friends on his face.

Then the tone changed.

Jiang Yunu: "But fortunately, my appearance doesn't affect the city's appearance. Unlike you, my face is definitely better looking than yours when I'm blindly confident."

The third-year student opposite took a moment to react and realize that she was scolding him.

Or they were insulted and scolded for their appearance that was an eyesore to the city.

"You--" The confident senior exploded like a pheasant whose fur was not even bright enough, but before he could think of words to fight back against Jiang Yunu, the two-minute preparation period had passed.

Energy barriers rose up on all sides, and bells rang on the battle stage.

"You're looking for death!"

The third-year student roared angrily, and an amber-gold beam of supernatural power gathered in his hand, and his supernatural power swept directly towards Jiang Yunu.

In this man's beautiful imagination, his supernatural powers should be like a hurricane sweeping through the eyes of first-year students, with the power to destroy everything in its path. Once released, it would be so intimidating that it would be enough to make the country girl, who had no experience of the world, tremble with fear and her legs shake.

It was a gust of amber-gold wind that twisted into a whirlpool in mid-air and rolled towards the target like a horizontal vortex.

Jiang Yunu, locked onto the target, remained calm and composed. She stared at the whirlwind, noticing its impure color and impure energy. Compared to the amber-gold whirlwind, it resembled a sandstorm with excessive impurities.

The moment of observation consumed a little of the battle time. Jiang Yunu stood on the stage for a moment without moving, which made the third-year student secretly happy... but the happiness did not last for many seconds.

Jiang Yunu disappeared from his sight.

The supernatural wind whirlpool like a sandstorm was still approaching. The wind swept to the opponent's original position, but only swept up the air.

"Where are the people?!" the third-year student couldn't believe it.

Jiang Yunu said from behind him: "Here."

The white-haired girl reproduced the uncanny speed she had used in the classroom competition. She was like a ghost that suddenly disappeared on the stage and then suddenly reappeared, silently descending behind her opponent.

The third-year student's reaction was not slow. He waved his hand back and urgently withdrew the large amount of supernatural energy output at the front. An amber-gold supernatural barrier quickly formed behind him - but he was still a step slow.

When he thought his defense was successful and turned around with a smug smile on his face again, the man's smile froze in an instant.

The defensive screen was indeed erected.

It’s just that on the barrier that should have been unbreakable, there are many “spots” that shouldn’t exist.

Each tiny "spot" flashed with a faint green light. At first glance, it looked like a small emerald bead inlaid on his amber-gold defense screen. Combined with his imprecise ability to scrape away sandstorms, it looked like a green sprout emerging from the sand.

If green sprouts really emerge from the sand, this scene would be quite vibrant.

But in his eyes, this scene was full of murderous intent.

Jiang Yunu's superpowers seemed to be omnipresent. They were "stuck" on the superpower screen he erected in a strange way, and the output of superpower energy values ​​was just right. They neither destroyed the overall structure of his superpower screen nor could they coexist with his energy temporarily.

She just... came in.

And the little girl with white hair seemed to be waiting on purpose.

She had clearly spotted the loopholes in his defenses long ago and had already penetrated smoothly, but she was still waiting quietly.

——Wait for the “prey” to turn around and discover.

"Surprise." Jiang Yunu said lightly.

Her supernatural powers became active again.

The "green beads" on the gold sand barrier also began to move.

Green energy formed into lines, like vines that suddenly sprouted and drooped from the third-year student's barrier. These "green vines" with murderous intent raised their vines on the barrier and strangled the third-year student, whose eyes were wide open and his face was terrified.

“Ahhhh!”

The third-year student screamed uncontrollably.

The shouting pierced through the energy-blocking screens erected around the battle platform - after all, they could only prevent the supernatural energy on the stage from spilling out into the surrounding environment, and they were not soundproof.

Because the screams were so miserable, they attracted the attention of the nearby fighting stage and the surrounding audience.

"What's wrong?"

“Who’s calling??”

Jiang Yunu didn't even test her recently honed copying skills on this senior. She simply observed - invaded - and then attacked with a somewhat intimidating nature.

In the eyes of the third-year student, her special ability was like the living hair in horror movies. Although each strand looked thin and soft, it rushed towards him with an indescribable sense of horror, and had an indescribable sense of lethality.

However, these "green hairs" did not really entangle and strangle him like in horror movies.

Jiang Yunu's ability stopped in front of the third-year student, and it seemed that it and its owner tilted their heads for a moment to admire the senior who was covering his face and screaming.

Then the green supernatural vines gathered together, dropped to the third-year student's chest, and slapped him in the chest without hesitation.

The third-year student who was still screaming was slapped off the stage by Jiang Yunu's supernatural power.

Those who are unable to continue fighting or those who fall off the stage will automatically be judged as losers.

The bell on the battle stage rang again.

Jiang Yunu won.

The third-year student in the audience was still struggling. He probably didn't realize at first that he had been defeated. He was still immersed in the strange panic caused by Jiang Yunu. But beside him, someone had already called for a mobile medical cabin, thinking that some major accident had occurred here.

Jiang Yunu stood at the edge of the fighting arena, with energy-blocking screens descending on all sides.

She looked down at the chaotic situation in the audience. Her white hair, which had been casually tied up before going on stage, fell behind her, allowing everyone in the audience to clearly see her facial features and expressions.

The little white-haired girl looked very interested, her eyes were bright and her expression was open.

He did not hide the joy of his successful "hunt" at all.

"How eye-catching." Someone whispered to his companions, and even felt that Jiang Yunu looked more arrogant than those well-known and powerful children in the school - such as Linette Nagu.

Some people also looked at Jiang Yunu and exchanged looks of amusement and appreciation with their friends.

"How interesting." Several senior students were discussing quietly, "It's rare for our Golden Uriel to produce someone so belligerent."

"Whenever she goes to that station, she inexplicably exudes the aura of a 'little battle maniac'."

"Perhaps our school's mediocre ranking in the senior league can be improved by having a 'belligerent junior' like this?"

There are both positive and negative comments about Jiang Yunu. It is normal for there to be voices that support and voices that dislike him.

What was relatively abnormal was that there were people looking at her standing on the fighting stage. Their eyes were wider than those of the third-year students who had just screamed, and their gazes were even brighter than those of Jiang Yunu who had just finished a fight on the stage.

"Wow!" Song Yang, who had already agreed with Jiang Yunu to "meet in the second round of choosing his own opponent", had just finished his preliminary round and successfully won the match against a sophomore.

Song Yang's match started even half an hour earlier than Jiang Yunu's, but he only finished the fight about five minutes earlier than Jiang Yunu, and happened to see Jiang Yunu giving her opponent the final blow.

"Don't you think... her fighting style is a bit scary?" Song Yang's companion couldn't help but say.

His companions also felt that Song Yang seemed a little too excited.

Song Yang's eyes remained sparkling as he excitedly said to his companion, "Really? Maybe a little."

But there was no resistance in his tone, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

Song Yang said happily: "When does the second round of the competition start? Has there been a precedent of the second round being held early in the past? I really want her to come and beat me soon."

companion:"……"

Not only his companions, but even Pei Ya, who was not far away, showed an indescribable look.

Pei Ya will not participate in the Challenge Cup, but since Jiang Yunu has a competition, she will naturally be there.

When Jiang Yunu came down from the stage, Pei Ya not only handed the white-haired girl a glass of energy drink, but also immediately told her: "Do you know what your next opponent said just now under the fighting stage?"

Jiang Yunu first praised Pei Ya's thoughtfulness: "You are so kind!"

She took a long sip of the energy drink to replenish her water and calm the abundant energy in her energy circuits before asking, "Who's my next opponent?"

Jiang Yunu may have a lot of opponents in the future. In addition to the known Miss Nagu and Song Yang, there are four unknown objects.

Peiya: "Songyang."

In the preliminary competition area specially opened by the school, multiple battle stages are set up at the same time, and each battle stage can be used for students who are not participating or temporarily not competing to watch.

Song Yang just ran over to watch Jiang Yunu's fight. When Jiang Yunu got off the stage, he had already pulled his companions to watch someone else's fight.

Jiang Yunu was a little curious: "What did he say?"

Pei Ya said expressionlessly: "He wants you to beat him up quickly."

Jiang Yunu: "Hey..."

A tangible question mark appeared above the white-haired girl's head, her face filled with confusion—[Is there such a request?].

However, there actually is such a demand in the world.

In the following week, Song Yang showed great enthusiasm for Jiang Yunu.

The core motivation behind this enthusiasm is only one - when will we fight?

This was the first time Jiang Yunu encountered such a passionate opponent, and he couldn't help but count the days on his fingers.

After two weeks, the preliminary rounds were completed and the first batch of qualifiers were announced.

A month has passed from the start of registration to the end of the preliminary round. Whether the second round of competition will be held this semester depends entirely on the school's arrangements.

Song Yang didn't care about that. He just rushed to Jiang Yunu with his eyes shining. "Me! Your first opponent in the second round will be me, right?!"