The call is terrible

Chapter 141 Dinner Party (Seventh Change)

Du Hei still remembered that the meeting with Ma Xiaopang and others was two days ago.

But at that time Du Hei released the pigeons again.

He has class that day.

Simply, tell Ma Xiaopang directly to come to them on the day of their mid-month assessment.

As it happens, Ma Xiaopang said that both he and Zhou Tian signed up for this mid-month assessment.

……

At the Martial Arts Field, when Du Hei came, a lot of people had already gathered here.

Quietly came to the vicinity of the arena belonging to the warrior class, looking at the young faces fighting above, Du Hei couldn't help feeling that he seemed much older.

You know, not long ago, he was also a member of this ring.

But at this moment, looking at the students fighting above, I always feel that some little babies are fighting.

Du Hei knew that the reason for this change in mentality was that the increase in strength was only one aspect, and the more important thing was that he had experienced several life and death.

Between life and death, it is easiest for people to grow.

Finding a corner to sit down, Du Hei didn't go to say hello to Ma Xiaopang who could be seen at a glance not far away.

He planned to just watch quietly.

……

In the lounge behind the ring, Ma Xiaopang and Zhou Tian were together.

For this mid-month assessment, the two of them did not hold the idea of ​​winning the ranking.

The warrior system is not as competitive as the summoning system.

As for the two of them, although they had broken through the first intermediate level after the quarterly assessment, they were still not competitive.

At the very least, you need to reach a first-order advanced level.

Because there is no pressure on the ranking, the expressions of the two are quite relaxed.

Ma Xiaopang still complained: "Brother Hei said he was here to help us cheer, but he hasn't shown up until now."

Zhou Tian shook his head lightly: "Don't think too much, as long as we improve our strength, we can still go to the third grade."

"What we have to do is to improve our strength as soon as possible."

Ma Xiaopang didn't really complain, he nodded at this moment: "Yes."

The two chatted.

Soon, the instructor's shout came from outside.

"No. 09 vs. No. 19"

"The contestants from both sides are on stage."

In the room, Ma Xiaopang came to his senses and stood up: "It's my turn."

Zhou Tian waved his hand: "Come on."

Ma Xiaopang trotted out.

On the ring, Ma Xiaopang held a shield and looked at the warrior opposite.

This is a warrior with a scimitar, with a firm face.

This person, known to Ma Xiaopang, is a strong person in the class next door. Although he is also a first-level intermediate, he has broken through for quite some time.

Compared with someone like Ma Xiaopang who just broke through, his realm is naturally more stable.

The two distanced themselves, and with the instructor's order, the battle began!
The combat of the warrior type is directly effective.

In just an instant, on the other side of the arena, the warrior holding the scimitar stepped on the ground and charged forward, the scimitar in his hand shone with brilliance of spiritual power.

"Half Moon Cut!"

He roared fiercely, and the scimitar in his hand drew a perfect arc, and a trace of spiritual power bloomed like moonlight.

Ma Xiaopang stepped back with his right foot and stood in a lunge, holding the refined iron shield in one fell swoop.

The same is the explosion of spiritual power.

"Shield Bash!"

Make a muffled sound.

The moonlight was blocked by the shield, and with the power it carried, it collided with the long knife.

bang~
Under the crisp sound, the flames splashed, and the two distanced themselves.

The scimitar warrior, his face unchanged, chose to attack by force, and shot again.

"Split the waves."

At this time, Ma Xiaopang swung his shield horizontally and shortened his body, as if he was carrying a mountain, he shouted again: "Shield attack!"

The shield hits the sky!

……

Tens of seconds later, the man with the scimitar was out of breath and his face was a little ugly.

He couldn't help but said: "What are you doing, keep hitting the shield!"

At this time, Ma Xiaopang revealed his chubby head from behind the shield: "But, I only learned the skill of shield strike~"

"Moreover, after practicing the shield attack, I can now use the shield attack in a full range of 360 degrees, in every position!"

"So, if your attack cannot cut through my shield..."

"No matter what skills you use, you can't defeat me!"

The scimitar warrior felt dizzy in his head.

It was the first time he met such an opponent.

However, it is impossible to admit defeat.

He gritted his teeth again and attacked.

Until another tens of seconds passed, he ran out of energy.

With a little distance back, he felt awe-inspiring.He is the attacking party, and naturally his physical strength is exhausted.

He is ready, not to attack.

But at this moment, Ma Xiaopang charged forward and yelled again.

"Shield Bash!"

The shield ruthlessly pushed towards Moment, and the huge force caught the machete man off guard and was knocked out of the ring.

At this time, Ma Xiaopang just grinned: "Shield attack can also be used to attack~"

……

Below, Du Hei also laughed as he watched Ma Xiaopang win.

"It really is a shield attack~"

Du Hei showed a look of reminiscence.

I still remember that that day, he was under the attack of the shield and saved his life.

However, that shield strike was like a sky-shattering shield, a sky-shattering blow, far from what Ma Xiaopang can match today.

Under the stage, watching silently.

The first game on Sunday also won.

But in the end, because of the difference in cultivation, both of them were defeated in the second round.

In the living room, the two sighed.

At this time, a voice rang in my ear: "Let's go, I just watched it, and the match between Sedum Sedum and Sister Qingluo is also over."

"Let's find a place to get together."

The two looked up at Du Hei with smiles on their faces.

……

In the school cafeteria, several people found a small box.

In fact, the so-called dinner party is just a few acquaintances chatting.

Everyone chatted about what happened in the quarterly assessment, and curiously asked about Du Hei's third grader, and the time came to the evening quietly.

A table of dishes has been eaten seven to eighty-eight.

Everyone's cheeks were slightly red, which was due to drinking some wine.

Du Hei drank another bottle of beer, and said slowly: "Unfortunately, our team... still has one person who didn't come."

Everyone was silent.

Mo Xiaobai is still in a coma at the moment.

After a long while, Qingluo girl smiled sweetly: "Everything will be fine!"

……

After a meal, everyone dispersed.

Life will continue after all, and Du Hei will not be entangled in this matter.

It's just that, at some point, I'll think about it.

……

The peaceful college life continues.

Moreover, because of the third grade, there is no end-of-month assessment.

Just like that, as time passed day by day, Du Hei's strength gradually rose to the peak of the second-order intermediate level, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the second-level advanced level.

On this day, Tutor Gu Yu, who usually doesn't manage the students very much, sent a group email to get all the students together, and then announced a message: "At the request of the college, we need to organize an exchange team of about 30 people. Exchange study with Ningyue College in Ningxian District next door."

(End of this chapter)