"Teacher, is this class battle important? If it's not important, we don't have to take it to heart! "Qin Yun comforted Yang Shi Yue.
"The class battle is not as simple as winning or losing. It determines the resources of a class for the semester. If you lose, you will not be able to obtain any resources. If you win, you will be able to obtain a portion of resources. "Yang Shi Yue said," If you don't have any resources, this semester will be bitter. "
"This …" The corner of Qin Yun's eyes twitched. This was clearly asking people to fight with their lives on the line. He asked, "Teacher, what do these resources include?"
"Twenty thousand crystal coins, two mid-grade spirit pills, 'Qi Refining Pills', will be distributed within the class. In addition, there is also a high-grade martial skill. All the students in the class can learn it. If you win two matches in a row, you will get double the amount. "
When Qin Yun heard the resources that Yang Shi Yue mentioned, he cursed the Empress in his heart.
The Empress must have known these rules, which was why she had the other students transfer classes. This resulted in Class 9 only having one student and losing the class battle.
When the surrounding older students saw Qin Yun's anxious expression, they found it extremely funny.
"Class 9 is about to lose without a fight. The group battle requires at least ten people. Class 9 only has one person."
"Who asked Qin Yun to offend the Empress? I have to say, the Empress is truly brilliant. With such a move, Qin Yun won't be able to obtain any resources this semester."
"Without resources to cultivate and without progress, he will have to scram next semester. Once he's not a student of the Hua Ling Wu Academy, the Empress will be able to deal with him."
"Haha, Class 9 is really pitiful … I wonder what Teacher Yang is thinking right now. Her expression is very ugly!"
The older students watched from the side as they chatted and laughed.
"Because of a special situation this year, there is only one student in Class 9. In order to ensure fairness, the rules of the class battle have been changed from group battles to individual battles. This year's class battle will be two rounds of individual battles! "
The moment Principal Zhang said this, Qin Yun suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.
This year's freshman class battle had actually canceled the team battle!
Many people, including Yang Shi Yue, were very surprised!
"The Hua Ling Wu Academy does not allow anyone to cause trouble in the dark and destroy fairness. Rules are dead and people are alive. They can be flexible in special situations." Principal Zhang said coldly. He was also very dissatisfied with the Empress's actions.
"Even so, Class 9 still has no chance of winning! Yesterday in the palace, although Qin Yun was able to defeat Qin Tianyi, he was also injured by an old official. His internal injuries should not be light. "
"The other classes are filled with talents. There are people with legendary martial spirits and a few with four or five meridians. They are not weak. The injured Qin Yun is definitely not their match."
"Even if Qin Yun wins the first round, he won't be able to win the second round. He has to win two rounds in a row."
When Yang Shi Yue heard the crowd's discussion, she whispered to Qin Yun, "You don't have to be sad. We won't be participating in this class battle. We'll think of another way to obtain resources."
Qin Yun needed to fight two consecutive matches. He had to win consecutively in order to obtain resources!
For him, two consecutive battles were not easy. There were many students from other classes, and both battles were fought by different people.
"Teacher, my elemental energy is beating and my injuries are healed. I want to fight!" Qin Yun said to Yang Shi Yue in a very soft voice.
For the sake of rich resources, for the sake of his class and Yang Shi Yue's glory, he had to go up and compete. He could not back down.
"Really? Hurry up and circulate your energy to make your elemental energy beat! "Yang Shi Yue was alarmed as she hurriedly grabbed Qin Yun's wrist to confirm further.
Qin Yun took a few deep breaths before closing his eyes. He circulated the Black Yang Art and his elemental energy began to pulse.
Yang Shi Yue quickly sensed that Qin Yun's elemental energy was pulsating. What shocked her even more was that the elemental energy was pulsating violently. It could no longer be called a pulsation, but a violent vibration!
She was the one who had given Qin Yun the Black Yang Art. She knew it very well. If she wanted to cultivate it to the basics, it would take at least ten days.
However, the current Qin Yun had not only cultivated it to the basics, but to the Small Success Realm!
It had only been a single night!
The progress of learning a cultivation technique was usually divided into five stages: Initiation, Small Success, Large Success, Great Perfection, and Perfection.
Yang Shi Yue suppressed the incomparable shock in her heart and said to Qin Yun seriously, "You can fight! But remember, don't force yourself. If you injure your foundation, it will have a great impact on your future. I'll go up and draw lots now! "
The freshmen's class battle was to let the freshmen understand the cruelty of competition!
If they lost here, they would only lose resources. If they lost outside, it was very likely that they would lose their lives.
After drawing lots, Yang Shi Yue obtained Class 7's lot. Their Class 9 was going to fight against Class 7!
If they lost a match, they would be eliminated. In the end, there would only be four winners. It was very cruel!
If they won a match, they would obtain an additional portion of resources. While it was very tempting, it was also accompanied by a great deal of risk. As long as they lost a match, they would not have a single resource. It was extremely cruel!
"Alright, now each class will elect a representative!" Principal Zhang shouted.
Yang Shi Yue's class naturally did not need to be chosen because Qin Yun was the only student.
Soon, each class had chosen their representative for the first round.
The person fighting Qin Yun was Yan Zhongming, who had just transferred to Class 7. He possessed the Four Sun Spirit Pulse and the Golden Fire Martial Spirit.
"Yan Zhongming is the grandson of General Yan. Back then, this old turtle had a share in extracting my spirit vein." Qin Yun thought to himself.
"Remember what I said before." Yang Shi Yue reminded him again. Qin Yun was her only student. Nothing could happen to him.
Without a doubt, the number of people paying attention to the battle between Qin Yun and Yan Zhongming was the most.
"Yan Zhongming is the grandson of a general. He has been heavily influenced by the martial way since he was young. His strength is definitely not ordinary."
"Of course! As for Qin Yun, he was crippled at the age of ten and has been neglected for five years. It was only because of his dogshit luck that he defeated Qin Tianyi. Now that he still has internal injuries, how can he be a match for him? "
Qin Yun walked onto the battling platform. When he heard the mockery and ridicule from the crowd, he secretly clenched his fists. The humiliation and ridicule he had endured for the past five years were just a form of training for him. Today, he was going to display the results of his training!
"Qin Yun, kneel! Apologize to the Empress! " When Yan Zhongming saw Qin Yun go up on stage, he used a commanding tone and shouted at Qin Yun, "As long as you admit your wrongs, I can show mercy!"
"What big words! Even my royal father has never allowed me to kneel and bow. Who do you think you are? Your grandfather is a general, could it be that he is already the Emperor of Tian Qin? " Qin Yun said with a sneer, "Your grandfather is just an old dog under the Empress. You are actually proud of him?"
The spectating students let out a low laugh, causing Yan Zhongming to be instantly enraged. He roared, "My grandfather is not someone a cripple like you can insult!"
He suddenly extended three fingers and said with a cold voice filled with contempt, "Three moves! I only need three moves to turn you into a complete cripple! "
"Class 7 and Class 9, begin!" An old man shouted at this moment.
The furious Yan Zhongming flew towards Qin Yun like an arrow that had left the bow. His footsteps were extremely light.
"This is the Falling Swallow Steps! A high level footwork. Yan Zhongming has only learned a few moves, but it is already very powerful. "
"The Falling Swallow Steps is a pretty good martial art."