Chapter 847: Utilitarianism

The gloomy light made bursts of "babble" sound, and the sword light was dissolved. At the same time, Hu He pulled closer and appeared in front of Ling Changan. Ling Changan knew that if he didn't use the sword technique, it would be difficult. Beat the opponent.
Hu He took the initiative to attack, presumably he also wanted to quickly decide the victory or defeat. At this time, he had to face a decision, whether to defeat Hu He with a knife or simply rely on ordinary attacks to continue dealing with the opponent.
If he used his best sword technique, Ling Changan was worried that he would be out of control as before, but if he only used simple techniques to resist, he might lose in this match.
The shaking fan dragged the dark light and shadow towards Ling Chang'an's chest. Ling Changan quickly made a decision. With a quick jump, the right hand in his hand was the first to cut the blade of the shaking fan.
The magical tool that condensed nearly 90% of Hu He’s spiritual power was accurately cut by Ling Chang’an, but the pitch black light emitted was a little weaker, and the body remained undiminished. It hits at a faster speed than before. On the chest of Ling Changan.
Less than half a foot away, Ling Changan wanted to resist with his left hand. The arm had just been bent, and the swinging fan had already hit his chest with corrosive force. With a "bang", Ling Changan was speeding in mid-air. Falling and falling heavily on the ring, the ring that the midfielder repaired several times was thrown out of a pit again.
All the clothes on Ling Chang'an's chest were cut, and scarlet blood flowed out from the wound.
In the face of Hu He's desperate blow, when both sides wanted to check their cultivation, it was difficult for Ling Changan to resist intact with his physical body.
Hu He stared at this scene in astonishment. In a daze, she suddenly wanted to understand one thing, maybe the irritation pill had taken effect? Ling Changan didn't find his plan at all. He thought too much about everything?
If this is natural and good, and it will save him from fear, Cangshan sent him to go first, anyway, with the talent of Ling Changan, there will be more opportunities in the future.
After ten breaths, if Ling Changan can't stand up, it means that he succeeded in the attack.
The original nervousness and worry all turned into gunpowder at the moment when Ling Chang'an ended.
"It's bleeding..."
"Wow, the students of Cangshan Academy are more ruthless than each."
"Yes, the young man now is too utilitarian."
"Tsk tusk tusk, I think this kid who attacked was obviously deliberate, and he was very vicious right after he took the stage."
Watching the battlefield from the arena, criticisms of Hu He are endless, and Tang Jiabao and other tutors are also not very good. Whether it was the former Ling Changan who directly knocked out several students, or Hu He seriously injured the Ling Changan, it should not be a student. The situation that should appear in the assessment, although it is said that there is no eye on the sword.
However, before the students’ assessment, Tang Jiabao emphasized in public many times that the purpose of the assessment is to examine their learning situation in colleges these days. Ordinary people don’t understand the ways, but as a martial artist, when they win the competition, It is not difficult to protect the opponent at the same time.
"Palace Lord..."
"It's probably all for your special reward." Liu Zhengzhi reminded in a low voice from the side. Tang Jiabao helplessly help:
"Ok."
"Ling Chang'an was hit in the abdomen. He will take the best healing pill later to avoid any sequelae."
"Ok……"
Originally, Tang Jiabao wanted to investigate what happened to Ling Chang'an, but now it seems that he could not defend this game, and he was injured. To put it bluntly, what he did was just for a place in the Cangshan faction.
In the end, he didn't make it clear, Tang Jiabao knew that he couldn't get rid of it.
Standing on the stage, Hu He, his face grew gloomy when he heard those discussions. Ling Changan is the villain, okay? I am punishing evil and promoting good!
What he could never imagine was that these people neither knew Ling Chang'an nor Hu He, they were just angry at the act of recruiting cruel hands and injuring fellow students to serious injuries.
Just as he mocked the students who were inferior to him in the courtyard on weekdays, he would beat his opponent to half-to-have each time he competed, even if the reputation of Ling Chang'an had plummeted because of this assessment.
Then his popularity in the courtyard won't increase any more.
Those noises that he hated the most became louder and louder, and the veins on Hu He's hand rose sharply, but soon he calmed down again, because he saw Ling Changan struggling on the ground, and his chest was weak. His ups and downs, and the blood flowing out of those wounds did not decrease but increased, perhaps because he struggled too hard.
In any case, as long as the first position is stable, is it really effective? Otherwise, I won't fan him like this, right?
Hu Hezheng wanted the referee to announce the result, because he had seen the students from the Eleventh Division waiting in the exit area a long time ago, and his heart was sour again. Even if this kid loses, there are still people in the entire college waiting. he.
If you change yourself...heh... there should be only sister Qiao.
As Hu He walked towards Ling Chang'an, the audience in the audience opened their eyes wide. Looking at this incredible scene, in their sight, Ling Chang'an actually stood up covered in blood.
The blood on his chest flowed to the soles of his feet, and there were also traces of blood flowing on his arms.
These little people have never seen this scene, they all backed up and screamed, and Tang Jiabao also stood up in the area where the tutor was watching the battle in the distance.
Only Hu He realized that when he heard the scream and looked at the situation, the Mausoleum Chang'an, who had fallen in front of him like a waste dog, had already stood in front of him with a knife in his hand regardless of his injuries. The right hand has been raised high.
The blade's edge reflected the terrifying breath of death in Hu He's eyes. His heart suddenly stopped beating at this moment, his feet seemed to be stuck to something, and he could not move half of it anyway.
Hu He closed his eyes in despair when the ice-cold blade light fell over his head. It was not that he did not want to beg for mercy, but that Ling Changan did not even give him a chance to speak.
There was only endless regret in Hu He's mind. He couldn't think that the discussion with his fellow students would actually cost him his life.
Tang Jiabao had already flew down from the high platform, but there were layers of obstacles between him and the ring, and the sword of Ling Changan was already close to Hu He's face.
"stop!"
In the end, even he could only shout weakly.
"Shoo!"
At this time, just a few meters away from the hillside, a few flying arrows condensed from the soil flew out from the ground, "Dangdangdang..."
The earth arrow hit the long knife in Ling Chang'an's hand, making a sound, and the strong force directly overwhelmed Ling Chang'an's arm. As soon as his wrist loosened, the weapon that almost killed Hu He's death also "clammed" to the ground.