Apex War God Chapter 2407: , create a miracle!

Students go back and forth, but when it comes to business, they are very obedient.

Everyone put away their phones, kept quiet, and looked at Fang Xun in unison.

Fang Xun glanced at all the students present, and said loudly: "Everyone, you must know that because of the ten-day vacation, there is only half a month left until the second martial arts exam!

More than half a month is very limited, so in the coming days, my training requirements for you will be stricter!

You've always said my training is devil training, but I want to say, it's not devil training at all!

The next day is the real devil training, so I hope everyone is ready to bleed, sweat, and peel! "

"What?! Teacher Fang, isn't the previous training called devil training?!"

"Let me go... Mr. Fang, are you really planning to kill us?!"

"Mr. Fang, please spare the little ones, we don't want to die young!"

"Teacher Fang, please let me go!"

The students all shouted and began to complain.

How brutal the training was, they still remember.

But now Teacher Fang said that the previous training was not called devil training, and the next training was called devil training, which made them feel terrified.

Fang Xun's expression became serious, and he said in shock: "If you don't train well and try to improve yourself, then next time you will not be able to keep your current results in the martial arts exam, you will also go backwards!

Don't you want to rush into the first class, don't you want to be the first in the school?

If you don't put in ten or a hundred times the effort than the thousands of students in the whole school, you still want to be the first, I'm afraid it's not a dream!

And, after three martial arts exams, the World Fighting Championship is about to begin!

If you want to prove yourself among the teachers and students of the whole school and among the younger generation of strong people in the world, then start working hard for me from now on!

Now, I'll give you five minutes to gather at school ground 10, and if you're one minute late, I'll run around the playground all day! "

The voice fell.

Fang Xun took out his phone and started timing.

"Mr. Fang is really playing! Hurry up!"

"Let's go, go to the school grounds!"

"Go!"

The students were terrified, got up one after another, spread their arms and rushed to the school grounds.

Looking at the students flying towards the school grounds, Fang Xun murmured, "Classmates, work hard..."

……

Time flies, time flies.

Unconsciously, more than a month passed.

For more than a month, Fang Xun, Tang Feiyan, Ma Jiuchuan, Zhao Shanhe, Zhang Fanghua, Luo Qingshuang, and Yang Hexuan conducted high-intensity devil training for Class 7.

Furthermore, in the past month or so, the training venue was not limited to the school. Fang Xun, Tang Feiyan and others also took the students to the deep mountains and forests for special training.

It is precisely because of this that in the second martial arts exam, the seventh class rushed into the first place in the second class.

This also shocked all the teachers and students in the whole school, and made all the teachers and students look at Class 7 with admiration, and their jaw dropped.

Of course, apart from instructing the students in Class 7 to cultivate, Fang Xun's own cultivation is useless.

In the past month or so, Fang Xun's cultivation has also steadily improved, from the early stage of the prehistoric realm to the later stage of the prehistoric realm, and he is only one step away from the Duotian realm.

Furthermore, in the past month or so, Fang Xun also took a lot of time to guide Jianhen and Kuangdao.

So, in the past month or so, Jianhen and Kuangdao, their cultivation base and strength have also improved a lot.

After the second martial arts exam, the third martial arts exam is coming.

Now, the third martial arts exam is at the last minute.

Class 7 and 1 are competing for the top spot in the school.

The afternoon of the last day of April.

Warrior School.

As the sun sets in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun spreads over the whole school, as if the whole school is inlaid with a layer of gold.

At this time, the school's largest campus was surrounded by teachers and students.

On the school ground, there were two students standing.

One of them is wearing a black training suit, with an exquisite figure, a light body, black hair like lacquer, an oval face, and peach blossom eyes. There is a hint of charm in the cuteness, which is captivating.

This girl is Mu Xiaoyao from Class 7.

And standing opposite is a small monk wearing a monk's robe, with a sturdy figure, a white face and sharp eyes.

This little monk is one of the eight sects, a disciple of the Shaolin sect, and a student of the first class. His name is "Xingyun".

Now, the third martial arts exam has reached its final stage.

There are three students left in Class 1 and Class 7 respectively.

The three students in the first class are Qin Yu, a disciple of the ancient Wu Qin family, Xingyun, a Shaolin disciple, and Xiao Mofeng, a Wudang disciple.

The three students in the seventh class are Qin Jiu'er, a disciple of the ancient Wu Qin family, the Ying family's Yingshajia, and Mu Xiaoyao from the secular world.

Up to now, the winning percentage of Class One and Class Seven are tied.

In other words, in the last three games, the school's first place will be decided.

"This seventh class is really incredible. In the first martial arts test, he broke into the third class and first place. In the second martial arts test, he rushed into the second class and first. In the third martial arts test, he was able to compete with the first class. The school is the first!"

"Who said it wasn't, the seventh class rushed all the way from the bottom of the school to this place. It's really scary. It's like riding a rocket!"

"You say, this time, in this martial arts exam, can Class 7 really beat Class 1 and become No. 1 in the school?"

"It's hard to say, you know, from the establishment of the martial arts school to the present, the first class has always been the first in the school, and the ranking of each martial arts test has not changed!

Although Class Seven is a rising star, it may be difficult to beat Class One! "

"This is not necessarily the case. Class 7 has changed so much now that it is an earth-shaking change. Every student seems to have changed as an individual!

Especially this Mu Xiaoyao, who originally had no background in ancient martial arts, but in just three months, he suddenly rushed into the top ten of the school, and it was just like a hang-up!

So, it's hard to say whether Class 1 can continue to be No. 1, or Class 7 counterattack to replace it! "

Students and teachers huddled around the school grounds whispered.

Some people are optimistic about the seventh class, and naturally some people are not optimistic.

However, whether optimistic or not, everyone is looking forward to the last three games of the third martial arts exam.

After all, after these three fights, the school will select ten students to compete in the World Fighting Championships.

"Mr. Fang, I really didn't expect that our seventh class would be able to rush all the way here!

I couldn't imagine that Class 7 would be No. 1 in the school before, but now I'm looking forward to it!

I really hope that our seventh class can make a big counterattack and become the number one in the school in one fell swoop! "

Ma Jiuchuan said with a look of excitement, nervousness and anxiety.

Zhao Shanhe also said excitedly: "There are only three games left. As long as we can win two games, our seventh class will be the first in the school!"

"However, Qin Yu, Xingyun and Xiao Mofeng are very strong, and I don't know if Jiu'er, Shajia and Xiaoyao can defeat them!"

Zhang Fanghua also said nervously.

Luo Qingshuang and Yang Hexuan had no idea in their hearts and were very uneasy.

Fang Xun smiled slightly and said: "Everyone, don't worry, the school is the first, and it must be our seventh class in the end!"

"That's right!"

Tang Feiyan also said firmly: "We must believe in our students, and we will surely be able to create miracles!"

"Um!!!"

Ma Jiuchuan nodded vigorously.

At this moment, the school director Qin Zhengrong looked at the little monk Xingyun and Mu Xiaoyao on the school ground, and asked angrily, "Xingyun, Mu Xiaoyao, are you ready?"