Murong Mo saw Su Luo's cold expression and burst into laughter: "Su Luo! I thought you were so talented, but it turns out you only have this much strength! Now, go to hell!"
Murong Mo rushed towards Su Luo again!
Su Luo smiled coldly, and the Chengying Sword still rushed forward with unstoppable momentum!
“Clang, clang, clang!”
The two figures kept interweaving and spinning, leaving afterimages.
But in everyone's ears, there was the sound of weapons colliding continuously.
The audience in the audience's hearts were beating in their throats!
Of course they hoped that Su Luo would be the winner, but Su Luo was clearly at a disadvantage now, so everyone clenched their fists and gritted their teeth!
"Look! Murong Mo has increased his strength to 50%!"
"In other words, as long as Su Luo holds on and defeats Murong Mo at 50% of his strength, then she'll win?"
"Look at Su Luo retreating step by step, almost exhausted! Look, Su Luo's right arm has been hit by another sword! Oh my God! What should I do!"
"Murong Mo's attack is so fierce! Su Luo can't withstand it at all!"
"Look, look, Su Luo used some kind of skill to kick Murong Mo away, hahaha!"
At this moment, the two figures who were fighting fiercely suddenly retreated and then stopped.
There were two bright red bloodstains on Su Luo's right arm, and blood flowed down her palm and dripped onto the ground.
There was a clear footprint on Murong Mo's abdomen, which was kicked by Su Luo.
Both of their hair were a little messy and their faces were covered with sweat.
It can be seen that the two men are almost evenly matched.
At this moment, Murong Mo covered his abdomen and roared angrily at Su Luo: "Su Luo! Die!!!"
Just now, Murong Mo had already tested Su Luo's bottom line and knew that her strength had reached its peak!
If she continued to fight her with only 50% of her strength, then she would have no chance of winning, so—
A hint of murderous intent appeared in Murong Mo's eyes!
Her eyes flashed and she took a deep breath.
Murong Mo's three thousand black hair that fell to her waist moved without wind, and her body slowly rose up.
"It looks like the match is almost over." Teacher Xu gave Su Luo a sympathetic look. "That girl is a rare talent, able to force Murong to use his strongest move."
Another teacher, Mr. Shi, smiled faintly: "Whether to recruit one or two, isn't it up to us?"
Teacher Xu shook her head. "There will be another entrance exam after we arrive at the academy. You know how strict that weird woman is. If you're even slightly less capable, you won't pass, and she'll also make us both suffer. No, no."
Teacher Shi said, "But, is that girl really a half-step emperor-level alchemist?"
"Hahaha, Old Shi, Old Shi, how could you be so foolish?" Teacher Xu laughed and shook his head. "But that girl really tried her best. To create an illusion for you and me, she deliberately took out a whole bottle of Imperial-grade Blood Clotting Pills. What a generous gesture! Even you and I can't come up with such a generous gesture, right?"
Teacher Shi frowned. "What? So that girl lied to us? She's not even a Half-Step Imperial Alchemist?!"
Teacher Shi was afraid of being deceived, which he hated the most, so his good impression of Su Luo plummeted immediately.
Teacher Xu said unhappily, "What do you think? How can a girl who's less than three hundred years old be compared to a Half-Step Imperial Alchemist? The alchemy girls around a Half-Step Imperial Alchemist are more comparable."
Teacher Shi angrily said, "Humph! Kids these days will do anything to get into the Imperial Academy!"
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