Chapter 232 Mutual Support and Harmony

  As for Li Guanglong's astonishing words, Liu Shuhai was completely unaware of them. By the time he woke up, it was already afternoon.

  At this time, Li Guanglong had recovered his usual appearance. Seeing Liu Shuhai wake up, he first scolded him severely and then grabbed Liu Shuhai to fly to the Barbarian Institute.

  At this time, it was the second round of the decisive battle between Bailin Academy and Ziwai Academy. The vast Wilderness Institute Square was filled with countless arenas, and some students had already begun to choose their opponents.

  Liu Shuhai and his companion arrived in a very low-key manner and blended into the crowd, entering the venue.

  Many people's opponents have been found, Liu Shuhai is still at the No. 4 arena, and his opponent is a five-star orange diamond bald man.

  "Mr. Liu, please!" The bald-headed man said with a bow, politely saying to Liu Shuhai.

  Liu Shuhai's forehead had countless black lines added to it.

  "What a bald-headed big man pretending to be a cultured person?" Liu Shuhai said in his heart, raising his long spear and stabbing at the bald-headed big man.

  At this time, Liu Shu Hai's body was nurturing even more intense gale force winds. The gale force winds surged out along the long spear and fiercely stabbed towards the bald big Han.

  The bald big man raised a short sword, releasing countless diamond-like forces, combining into fragments of residual shadows, colliding with Liu Shu Hai's thrusting long spear.

  However, the metal-made shortsword was scratched with many scratches at the moment it came into contact with the Thunder Gun, and the remaining power of the Gale was still attacking his body.

  The bald big man showed a surprised expression, hastily withdrew his short sword and retreated quickly.

  Liu Shu smiled brightly and chased after the bald big man with a long gun.

  As a five-star Diamond, the bald man naturally wouldn't be weak in terms of speed, but constantly running away would indeed lose face for a martial artist, so after escaping for a while, he started fighting Liu Shu Hai again.

  In combat, Liu Shu Hai once again demonstrated his incredibly powerful marksmanship, beating the bald big man until he was battered and bruised.

  "Gun's speed, gun's reason!" Liu Shuhai muttered to himself, the long spear's routine changed instantly, in an instant, more than 500 spears were stabbed out, each spear carrying a fierce gale and an ethereal way of spear technique.

  "Clang, clang, clang......" The bald big man anxiously waved his short sword, blocking over a hundred of Liu Shu Hai's gunshots, but the rest all stabbed into his own thighs and shoulders.

  "Ah ah ah......" The bald big man let out a tragic cry like a pig being slaughtered, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

  "Match number four, Liu Shuhai of Baolong Academy wins!"

  Liu Shu-hai jumped off the stage and no longer cared about the bald-headed Han who had lost.

  Those who learn well always look down on those who learn poorly. Similarly, Liu Shu Hai, as someone who is not afraid of pain, also looks down on those who are afraid of pain.

  The first trial was won easily, and then the second and third trials unfolded.

  I don't know if Liu Shu Hai's luck was really that good, but these two trials were very easy.

  However, the fourth time really gave him a fright.

  On the opposite side of the arena stood a slender woman with a ponytail, giving off an extremely cold feeling.

  "Damn it! Yang Aoxue! You went to Ziwu Academy?" Liu Shuhai suddenly cursed and said in surprise.

  The woman opposite him on the stage looked at him with a hint of puzzlement in her big eyes and said, "Do you know me?"

  Liu Shuhai felt a wave of dizziness and blurred vision.

  "You're quite good at pretending!"

  "What's going on? I'm not pretending! Do you really know me?" Yang Aoxue said with an innocent face.

  Seeing Yang Aoxue didn't seem to be pretending, Liu Shuhai hurriedly and carefully stared at the wrist, face, and chest that Yang Aoxue had exposed.

  Yang Aoxue's face turned bright red, and her gaze at Liu Shuhai gradually took on a hint of shyness.

  "After expert analysis, you've lost your memory, probably from being beaten." Liu Shuhai said with a strange expression.

  Yang Aoxue surprisingly nodded and said to Liu Shuhai, "You're right, they all say I've lost my memory. However, even if I have lost my memory, it's not like I'm going to be beaten up. Watch how I beat you up, nice and good!"

  As they spoke, Yang Aoxue's face was already covered with frost, her chest puffed out, and she punched Liu Shuhai.

  Welcome to the 9th Literary Network, you can quickly enter this site by searching for "9th Literary Network" in any search engine, and provide free download services for boutique and txt formats! The orange fist was swung with great force, and in an instant it arrived in front of Liu Shuhai.

  Liu Shu Hai held a gun in his left hand and transformed his right hand into sharp claws, swiping down fiercely. The five orange-colored drills collided with Yang Ao Xue's punch aura.

  "Peng!" The fist aura was dispersed by the claw shadow.

  Yang Aoxue launched a close-range attack, but Liu Shuhai easily blocked it with just one hand.

  "Ah! Same Samsung Orange Diamond, how can the difference be so big?! Forget it, forget it, you win!" Yang Aoxue had an expression of not wanting to fight anymore, a bitter smile as she was about to jump off the stage.

  Yang Ao Xue was going down, Liu Shu Hai also jumped down.

  "Fourth arena, Baolong Academy's Liu Shuhai wins!" Along with the sound of the loud bell, Liu Shuhai and Yang Aoxue also disappeared from view.

  Yang Aoxue seems to have undergone a great change in personality after losing her memory, showing no interest in anything, and only occasionally revealing a smile when talking to Liu Shuhai, but she doesn't say much.

  "Yang Aoxue, after this round of competition is over, let me take a look at your body." Liu Shuhai said to Yang Aoxue.

  "Alright! I'll wait for you." Yang Aoxue said calmly.

  Liu Shuhai was so depressed by Yang Aoxue's one sentence that he didn't know what to say.

  "Not only was he beaten into losing his memory, but also possibly being beaten silly." Liu Shuhai muttered to himself.

  The final battle is about to begin, and it has already entered the last stage of the first selection. Originally, there were more than 500 people, but now there are less than 100 people left, and they are all extremely talented individuals.

  The nine women of Feng Hua Xue Yue have already been defeated six, and only Qiu, Yue, and Hua three women are left on the field.

  The three people were one eight-star orange diamond and two seven-star orange diamonds, and the three of them stepped onto their respective stages at the same time as Liu Shu Hai.

  The match began, and Liu Shu Hai's opponent was a six-star orange diamond warrior from Zi Wei Academy.

  "The next one is Wu Ming, Mr. Liu invites!"

  "Please!" Liu Shu Hai made a fist and pulled out the long spear from behind his back.

  "Meteorite Wheel of Destruction!" Fēng Wǔ Míng let out a loud roar, his hands spread apart as a dense, swirling vortex condensed into a ferocious wheel that rolled through the void.

  Seeing the opponent use martial skills at the first strike, Liu Shu Hai did not dare to be careless and quickly activated the Disrupting Wave Slash while also focusing a part of his attention on the golden large egg in the Spatial Ring.

  Nothing else matters, compared to one's life, everything is just a fleeting cloud.

  However, Liu Shuhai's preparation seemed unnecessary as Feng Wuming accumulated half a minute of drilling power but failed to release his martial arts.

  "Poseur! You don't have the skills to match your high-level martial arts." Liu Shuhai cursed in his heart, swinging his long spear and releasing a silver-colored energy beam.

  Feng Wuming saw that Liu Shuhai had already released his martial skills, so he hastily sent out the martial skills that he hadn't fully controlled yet.

  "Peng!" The martial arts and Wuji collided, and a loud explosion sounded on the stage.

  Jian Du Lang was not swallowed up in the first moment, Liu Shu Hai took a step forward, Gun Zhi and Lei Huan Shen were used simultaneously, countless afterimages drilled into the sky, welcoming Feng Wu Ming to go.

  "Thunderous Spear Technique, Spear's Rhythmic Movement!"

  (The end of this chapter!)