Everyone remembered that at the end of the practical class, Lu Li and Zhao Tianhao came back together. They gave Class Seven more than 200 points in an instant, which turned the tables and won Class Two.
At that time, everyone thought that Zhao Tianhao had earned a lot of points. After all, he was the only elf contestant in the class, and everyone agreed that he was the strongest.
It was not until today, after two months, that everyone found out.
The real first place was Lu Li!
But how was this possible?
After all, Lu Li was just an ordinary Corpse Spirit contractor.
Those with good memory remembered that Lu Li's Contract Spirit was injured and couldn't go out with him.
It was too unexpected. For a moment, everyone could not help but be stunned.
"What's wrong? None of them dare to challenge me."
It was not until Wei Guangming spoke again with a provocative tone that everyone snapped back to their senses.
"I'll do it!"
Following that, a student jumped onto the arena with a loud shout!
It was indeed unexpected, but no matter what Lu Li did during the practical class, he was still a Corpse Spirit contractor!
Compared to Zhao Tianhao, who had contracted a sprite, he was not a threat to the students of Class 7.
Therefore, for a time, many people could not help but have a small flame of hope reignite in their hearts.
Some of the impatient ones shouted and took the lead to attack.
"F * ck! I was too careless!"
When he stood on the ring, Wang Zhijun slapped his forehead. It was too early.
The rules of the arena were that whoever could stand until the end would be qualified to enter the Ghost Market.
This meant that even if he defeated Lu Li, he would still have to face the challenges of 40 other students!
Even if he was given time to rest in the middle, the details of his methods would definitely be seen through, and he would be easily countered.
"Forget it!"
Although he was annoyed, he had already come up. He could not go down unless he was beaten down. Wang Zhijun's face darkened, and he immediately summoned his Contract Spirit!
Since he had the guts to challenge, Wang Zhijun had some tricks up his sleeve. For example, the Contract Spirit. Although it couldn't be an elf, it was at least a ghost spirit that was a level stronger than a corpse spirit.
"Why aren't you summoning the Contract Spirit?"
On this side, Wang Zhijun's Ghost Spirit was ready to attack. On Lu Li's side, he was standing in the middle of the ring. He didn't even have any defense, let alone summon his Contract Spirit.
"Humph! You're courting death!"
Wang Zhijun was annoyed, but he couldn't help but feel happy.
This way, the chances of winning would be much higher!
"Go!"
Taking advantage of his weakness, he shouted and dashed toward Lu Li together with the Ghost Spirit.
He had to take advantage of Lu Li's slack and defeat him in one fell swoop.
"I got it!"
Lu Li didn't do anything when he was about to reach them.
Wang Zhiju was ecstatic. He gathered all his Genuine Qi and attacked Lu Li with all his might together with the Ghost Spirits.
Bang!
However, Wang Zhijun did not expect a dull thud.
When they were about one foot away from Lu Li, both he and the Ghost Spirits were blocked!
"This is…"
Wang Zhijun took a few steps back under the impact and then looked at Lu Li in shock.
Buzz ~!
At the same time, there was a buzzing sound. About one foot away from Lu Li, there was a layer of translucent protection.
"…Golden Bell Shield!"
Wang Zhijun widened his eyes. It was the Golden Bell Shield!
At the same time, he suddenly realized why Lu Li was standing still. He must have some kind of protective technique.
That's right, as the first place in the practical class, and most likely the first place in two classes, Lu Li must have received a high-level magical power reward.
"Humph! So what?"
Even so, in Wang Zhijun's opinion, the foundation of strength was still cultivation!
He had contracted a ghost spirit, which was more talented than Lu Li's corpse spirit. They had cultivated for the same amount of time, so his cultivation should be higher than Lu Li's!
So what if it was Golden Bell Cocoon? It was activated by zhenqi after all. As long as he continued to attack, he would be able to break it with his higher cultivation!
"Go!"
Thinking of this, Wang Zhijun shouted loudly. After regaining his footing, he rushed forward again with Ghost Spirits.
Then, he attacked the golden bell that protected Lu Li.
"This…"
Below the arena, the people from Class Seven who saw this scene widened their eyes and slightly opened their mouths. All of them were dumbfounded.
It had to be said that Wang Zhijun's attacks were like a storm and were indeed very powerful.
However!
No matter how hard he tried, he could not do anything to Lu Li's golden bell.
At this moment, everyone below looked like a mad dog that was going crazy around a coward!
This continued for nearly half an hour!
"I…I…"
Wang Zhijun panted heavily. He was really out of strength.
Lu Li was still standing there, yawning out of boredom.
As for his golden bell protection, it did not change at all, let alone breaking it!
"F * ck! I admit defeat!"
Wang Zhijun had no other choice. He cursed angrily and left the arena.
If he couldn't break the golden bell, he couldn't win.
In fact, even if he could break the golden bell and knock Lu Li off the ring, he would not be able to defeat Lu Li. He had already exhausted all his strength and was unable to face the challenges of the forty people behind him. In the end, he still lost.
Since it was a waste of effort, even if he was unwilling, he could only admit defeat.
"What the f * ck…"
When they saw Wang Zhijun come down and then look at Lu Li, who was fine on the ring, everyone in Class 7 had a strange expression on their faces. After a while, they couldn't help but complain.
"What kind of Bastard Divine Art is that?!"
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