Chapter 343 Three Half-Step Martial Kings
100 to 65, the number ratio is almost 2 to 1.
This means that almost everyone on Wang Tianyu's side has to face siege from two people on the opposite side.
Above the No. 1 playground in Yiwu, Sichuan Province, both groups of people stopped at the same time.
" Haha! Didn't Principal Zhao really want us to come? Why are you so sad now?"
Standing at the front of the Self-Strengthening Society's team was their leader.
The leader's attire was no different , but with his ninth-grade strength, it was impossible for him not to be conspicuous in the crowd.
The person who spoke just now was this leader of ninth-grade strength. His voice was hoarse and sharp, making people feel uncomfortable when they heard it.
"When friends come, we naturally greet them with a smile, but now it's an unwelcome guest, so we naturally have to treat him with the right attitude."
Neither side attacked immediately. During the conversation, both sides were observing each other's opponents.
"Principal Zhao, once we fight, how many of these Sichuan Province Yiwu teachers behind you can survive?"
"It's not that exaggerated to say that the whole army will be wiped out, but I can still guarantee that only one in ten will survive."
At this point, the leader of the Self-Strengthening Society chuckled and then continued speaking.
"They are the flesh and blood of Sichuan Province Yiwu. Without them, what is the meaning of Sichuan Province Yiwu's existence?"
"So, Principal Zhao, you might as well take your people back. I promise that I will only take half of the things below."
"I take half, and you still have half left. This way, we can both get our job done, and it also avoids a big fight."
"Principal Zhao, what do you think?"
Hearing these remarks, Zhao Zongyang just smiled contemptuously.
"Don't say half of it. If you just want to take away a piece of energy stone today, there is only one possibility."
"That means I will die here in battle!"
The live broadcast continued, and many viewers clenched their fists when they saw Zhao Zongyang say this.
Although Zhao Zongyang only answered a few simple questions, he demonstrated all the responsibility of a man.
"Okay, since you want to die so much, I'll help you do it."
In fact, the leader of the Self-Strengthening Society also knew that Zhao Zongyang would never surrender, nor would he let them take away half of their things.
The purpose of what he said just now was not to persuade Zhao Zongyang, but to undermine the fighting will of those behind Zhao Zongyang.
The strength was obviously behind, and now he gave the option of not fighting.
In this case, it will definitely affect the emotions of the people behind Zhao Zongyang.
After all, given the chance to live, who would be willing to truly face death?
In addition, during the conversation just now, he had been observing his surroundings carefully.
The strength of Zhao Zongyang and his group, and whether there are other people lying in ambush around, all these things need to be confirmed clearly before the war.
Now that he has obtained the result he wanted, he will naturally stop talking nonsense.
Both sides have made such a big fuss, so they will not give up easily if they fail to achieve their desired goals.
Therefore, this battle is simply inevitable.
"kill!"
Zhao Zongyang's response was simple. The word "kill" filled with murderous intent was enough to explain everything.
As soon as he uttered the word "kill", Zhao Zongyang's right hand moved, and then he stabbed out with a sword.
The noise of this stabbing was extremely loud, and the whistling sword light made the entire world dim.
The power unleashed by this stab far exceeded that of a ninth-grade martial arts master.
At the same time, Zhao Zongyang's aura began to rise rapidly. The peak of the ninth-grade martial arts master was not the end at all. He directly leaped into the realm of half-step martial king.
This was a natural breakthrough. Just before the battle, Zhao Zongyang successfully broke through the ninth level and entered the realm of half-step Martial King.
Zhao Zongyang broke through to the Half-Step Martial King realm, and Wang Tianyu and the others were naturally extremely surprised.
But what was strange was that the martial masters from the Ziqiang Society did not have any expressions of fear on their faces.
You have to know that the Half-Step Martial King and the Ninth-Rank Martial Master are completely incomparable.
A Half-Step Martial King is a powerful being that has already touched the realm of Martial King. Even a Half-Step Martial King who has just broken through has the power to kill a ninth-grade Martial Master in seconds.
In other words, the appearance of a Half-Step Martial King can almost determine the outcome of the battle.
However, faced with this situation, the martial masters of the Ziqiang Society were not at all panicked. This situation was obviously somewhat abnormal.
The Wu Zong of the Ziqiang Society cannot be a wooden man who does not feel fear. That means they have a trump card to deal with Zhao Zongyang, the Half-Step Martial King.
The situation was exactly as Wang Tianyu had expected, and the Ziqiang Society was indeed prepared.
The dazzling sword light cut through the sky and in an instant it reached above the heads of the people from the Ziqiang Society.
But at this time, the strength of the leader of the Self-Strengthening Society began to rise rapidly.
In almost an instant, he advanced from the ninth-grade martial arts master realm to the half-step martial arts king realm.
However, unlike Zhao Zongyang's breakthrough before the battle, this leader hid his strength.
He had already broken through to the Half-Step Martial King level before, but he deliberately displayed his strength as that of a Ninth-Rank Martial Master.
Facing Zhao Zongyang's stab, the leader of the Self-Strengthening Society quickly swung out with a knife.
The knife light and the sword light looked similar in size and appearance, but Zhao Zongyang's sword light defeated its opponent in an instant.
"You actually brought a magic weapon with you!"
For a moment, the leader of the Self-Strengthening Society was horrified, as if he had seen something incredible.
After Zhao Zongyang's sword pierced through the knife light, it rushed towards the crowd of the Self-Strengthening Society with undiminished power.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a stick of light suddenly appeared among the crowd of the Self-Strengthening Society.
The stick light appeared at a very timely moment, and its power seemed to be no weaker than Zhao Zongyang's sword light.
The stick light and the sword light collided, and then both disappeared together.
As the aftermath of the attack disappeared, another person walked out from the crowd of the Self-Strengthening Society, this person holding a silver-gray long stick.
Obviously, it was he who blocked Zhao Zongyang's sword just now.
The silver-gray stick had a very strange shape. It was about 1.5 meters long, with a big head and a small tail.
At the handshake position, the long stick is only as thick as a fist, but the further up it goes, the thicker the stick becomes.
At the top, the stick is as thick as a bowl.
A weapon like this is more like a miniature mace than a long stick.
This uniquely shaped long stick is indeed attractive, but what is even more eye-catching is the owner holding it.
The man holding the long stick actually possesses the strength of a half-step Martial King.
That is to say, at this moment, there were three powerful warriors who were at the half-step martial king level on the campus of Yiwu University in Sichuan Province.
