Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Chapter 67 Brawl
"Fuck you, are you playing dirty!?"

Seeing Zhou Yan's metal left hand, Zheng Keren's eyes turned fierce and he took a step forward, ready to get angry.

The three young men who had been watching the excitement for a while finally stepped forward to stop them: "Zheng Keren, do you want to fight in Lihuo Pavilion?!"

This one sentence immediately stopped Zheng Keren's actions.

He gritted his teeth and turned back: "It was obviously this crippled bastard who started it first!"

At this time, Zhao Jie, who was thrown out of the elevator door, had also reacted. He was shocked by Zhou Yan's overwhelming strength and stood outside the elevator timidly, not daring to come back.

Hearing Zheng Keren's words, the short-haired man who was the leader of the three young men laughed sarcastically: "Zheng Keren, do you think we are blind? Whether it was you, the henchman, who deliberately made trouble, or you wanted to push people, it was you who started it first. If it is brought to the Lihuo Pavilion, we will resolutely testify. If you don't believe me, just try it."

Zheng Keren's face choked, and he looked at the young man coldly: "Xiang Ping, are you determined to make things difficult for me?"

"Correction, it's not 'determined'." The man named Xiang Ping chuckled, "From the beginning I couldn't stand a loser like you who relies on your father."

After that, he turned around and smiled at Zhou Yan: "My name is Xiang Ping, and I'm the representative student of the Nanming Sword Hall of the Bai Clan in Liufen City. What's your name, brother?"

Zhou Yan smiled.

"I am Zhou Yan, from Tianzun City, and I am the student of Master Luo."

"Master Luo from Tianzun City?" Xiang Ping's expression changed. "Then it can only be Luo Xuan, right?"

"She is the youngest hall master in the history of Suzaku Palace. She is a super genius!"

Zheng Keren, who was standing next to him, heard Xiang Ping's praise and snorted coldly, "What kind of super genius is this? The performance of the sword hall is so poor that they can only send a dead cripple to participate in the exchange. It's simply laughable."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan just looked at Zheng Keren coldly.

"What are you looking at?" Zheng Keren raised his lips slightly, "I want to teach you a lesson, you ungrateful thing."

As he spoke, he suddenly touched his forehead and said, "Oh, I almost forgot that the exchange competition must be based on 64 students. As far as I remember, there are more than 70 Nanming Sword Halls under our Yicheng."

"Since your Luo's Sword Gym's performance is so poor, you should first try to get a place in the first round of the 'brawl'."

After saying that, he laughed wildly and walked out of the elevator.

"I ran into a cripple. What bad luck! I don't want to take this crappy elevator anymore!"

Zhou Yan smiled and gave him a middle finger.

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"Bah, you bastard!"

After the elevator door closed, Xiang Ping made an unhappy sound, then turned around and said to Zhou Yan: "Zhou Yan, you don't have to care about what that bitch said. Fight well. Even if it's a melee, you still have a chance."

Zhou Yan asked, "Fighting? What is that?"

Xiang Ping looked at him in surprise: "Didn't your Luo Pavilion Master tell you?"

Zhou Yan shook his head. Luo Xuan was too cold and aloof, so she didn’t tell him much about this.

Xiang Ping saw Zhou Yan's actions and laughed: "Just like what Zheng Xiaogou said, the exchange competition is an elimination competition, and usually starts with teams in multiples of 'two'. However, Yicheng has nearly 70 Nanming Sword Halls, so we have to eliminate the last few before the main competition to achieve the goal of only 64 sword halls left."

He glanced at Zhou Yan and said, "In the past, Lihuo Pavilion would directly arrange for all the students in the Sword Hall whose performance was outside the top 60 to compete for the remaining four places. The way to compete was a 'brawl'."

"Let's fight together." Zhou Yan repeated the key point and roughly understood Xiang Ping's meaning.

"That's right, there's no time limit. It's in the "actual combat simulation field" on the first floor of this podium building. Everyone enters at the same time, holding standard simulation swords and wearing sensor protective gear. After the brawl is over, the last four people standing will get a place in the main competition." "I understand." Zhou Yan nodded silently, and he looked at Xiang Ping, "Does your sword hall need to participate in this brawl?"

Xiang Ping chuckled, "I don't mean to mock or compare you, but the sword hall I'm in has a veteran master, the 'superior' master 'Bai Tongyi', and nearly a thousand students. Our performance is definitely in the top ten, so it's unlikely that we need to fight for a spot."

Zhou Yan was slightly surprised: "Nearly a thousand students? Your sword hall is making a lot of money!"

He didn’t feel it before, but now, in comparison, Zhou Yan has fully realized how decadent the sword hall inherited by Luo Xuan is.

At this time, the elevator had reached the third floor.

As the elevator doors opened to both sides, Xiang Ping reached out and patted Zhou Yan's arm: "Zhou Yan, I just watched the three moves you exchanged with Zheng Keren. Although you took advantage of your prosthetic limbs, your strength cannot escape my eyes. You are very strong, and you may be able to break through. See you in the main competition - let's go!"

After saying that, he walked out of the elevator with his two classmates.

Zhou Yan looked at Xiang Ping's departing back, lowered his head and smiled, then looked at his hands.

He saw Zheng Keren's movements very clearly and was able to handle them with ease.

Does this mean that in a real fight, he would be able to see through this person's moves?
Zhou Yan thought so, clenched his fists in front of him, and walked out of the elevator.

The scene of noisy and crowded people was overwhelming.

The huge cafeteria was filled with people wearing all kinds of uniforms. Among them, those who wore the sword hall uniform with a white background and red stripes like him were actually a minority. There were more military personnel wearing uniforms with a black background and red stripes, as well as staff members wearing shirts and black pants.

hum-

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Zhou Yan took it out and took a look.

Luo Xuan: Xiao Ke and I are about thirty meters away from you at ten o'clock. Just come over.

Zhou Yan raised his eyes as instructed, and immediately saw Luo Ke standing up and waving her hands at him not far away in the corresponding direction.

He smiled and walked over to the seat occupied by the two sisters and sat down.

"What delayed you?"

Looking at Zhou Yan sitting down, Luo Xuan asked lightly.

"Well, I took a shower and then met Zheng Keren." Zhou Yan nodded and briefly recounted what had just happened.

After listening to it, Luo Xuan just nodded and said, "It's okay, as long as you are not injured."

Instead, Luo Ke became interested. She asked excitedly, "Zhou Yan, are you saying that Zheng Keren fought three times with my Luoshou with his bare hands?"

Her voice was filled with gloating pride: "Haha, his hands must be swollen!"

Zhou Yan also smiled: "It's a pity that he used his left hand. If he used his right hand, it would be difficult for him to hold the sword."

Luo Xuan knocked on the table and said, "You think too simply. The medical department of Suzaku Palace is second only to Azure Dragon Palace. Not to mention a little bit of bruises and swelling, even a bone fracture can be treated temporarily to the extent that it will not affect the competition. Come eat."

"Okay." Zhou Yan agreed and looked at Luo Ke beside Luo Xuan. His sister winked at him with a lively look on her face.

The three of them stopped talking and began to eat breakfast seriously.

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(End of this chapter)