Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

As Shi Tianhao walked back in a daze, Bai Tianbu's face was more unsightly than ever before.

To his utter surprise, Zhang Lei fought two consecutive matches, and Shi Tianhao still couldn't win.

Is Zhang Lei too strong, or is Shi Tianhao too useless?

Not only him, but everyone at Yanyang No. 2 Middle School was surprised that even the first person from No. 1 Middle School would defeat two of our players in a row.

This situation even makes one wonder if Zhang Lei will continue fighting and prepare to defeat three opponents at once.

"Mo Hong, just do your best in the next few rounds. It doesn't matter whether you win or not."

Bai Tianbu walked to Mo Hong's side, sighed, and said earnestly.

So far, the second team hasn't won a single game, and the score is now 0-2.

If Zhang Lei continues to play, Mo Hong will likely have to play three consecutive matches, and losing just one game will end the match.

If Zhang Lei is this tough to deal with, I can't even imagine what the next two will be like.

In his view, Mo Hong had virtually no chance of winning.

The school's decision to let Mo Hong win three consecutive matches only put psychological pressure on him.

Mo Hong nodded slightly and replied, "Instructor, I will do my best."

Seeing Bai Tianbu continue to comfort Shi Tianhao, Mo Hong's eyes flickered, and his thoughts surged.

He could tell that Bai Tianbu didn't have much confidence in him, but Mo Hong didn't directly say that he had the strength to take on three people at once, as that would be too arrogant, and Bai Tianbu wouldn't believe it anyway.

"Hehe, one against three? If my body were still at the level 4 limit, it would probably be a bit difficult, but now I have broken through to level 5, and the strength of my body's blood and qi has more than doubled!"

The stronger one's Qi and blood, the more stamina one can withstand, making it easier to fight a protracted battle.

"I am determined to win this match."

Whether it was for the hundreds of thousands of yuan promised to him by the school, or as a member of Yanyang No. 2 Middle School, Mo Hong was determined to win.

Soon, the ten-minute break was over.

"In the next round, Zhang Lei will face Mo Hong."

The referee announced from the field.

Even knowing that Zhang Lei would most likely play, many students from No. 2 Middle School were furious when they heard that Yanyang No. 1 Middle School had still made this arrangement.

This behavior shows a complete disregard for the students they have trained and a complete disregard for No. 2 Middle School!

Zhang Lei was the first to step onto the field, now wearing a brand new martial arts uniform.

Mo Hong followed closely behind and climbed up from the other side.

Mo Hong took a battle knife from the armory, while Zhang Lei still used a longsword.

The two locked eyes, their fighting spirit about to ignite.

That side of No. 1 Middle School.

Zhou Bai said with a relaxed expression, "There's only one person left from Yanyang No. 2 Middle School. Let Zhang Lei wear him down a bit, find out his strength, and then I'll go up and defeat him, and that'll be the end of it." "But that kid Zhang Lei has to make a sacrifice. He's fought three matches in a row, so he's a bit tired. I'll treat him to a few good meals after school."

Jiang Shuxue remained silent, her beautiful eyes fixed on the two people on the field.

However, her silence clearly indicated that she agreed with Zhou Bai's words.

From beginning to end, they were not worried about the outcome of the match.

"Game start."

The referee left the field immediately after making the announcement.

Almost immediately, Zhang Lei moved, like a startled bird.

With a stomp of his foot, he raised his sword and charged towards Mo Hong.

Mo Hong's gaze sharpened, but he remained calm and composed. He swung his broadsword and charged forward to meet the attack.

In just a few breaths, the two were only two body lengths apart.

The two men swung their weapons almost simultaneously.

With a clang, the two weapons clashed together.

In just a moment, one figure was the first to give way, staggering back five or six steps before finally stopping.

Feeling his hands go numb, especially the one holding the weapon which was trembling slightly, Zhang Lei's expression finally changed, and he looked at Mo Hong with a look of horror.

He was completely outmatched in a direct confrontation.

"This terrifying force indicates that your physical fitness has definitely reached level 5."

Zhang Lei exclaimed in horror.

Mo Hong dragged his knife forward and said calmly, "Are you scared? If you're scared, then give up."

However, without giving Zhang Lei any time to react, Mo Hong suddenly burst forward with his legs, and in just a few steps, he was in front of Zhang Lei.

The battle blade slashed down with incredible speed, creating a blur of motion and accompanied by a faint whooshing sound as it struck Zhang Lei.

In that moment of crisis, Zhang Lei's hair stood on end. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he almost instinctively gripped his sword with both hands and took the blow head-on.

The moment he hit the blade, the terrifying force sent numbness through his hands.

Mo Hong increased the pressure on his hand even further.

Zhang Lei finally couldn't hold on any longer, and the sword in his hand was jolted out of his grasp.

Mo Hong's blade continued its relentless momentum, still aimed at Zhang Lei's head.

Zhang Lei never expected that Mo Hong would stop, and his face showed fear as he froze on the spot.

"stop!"

The referee roared.

Mo Hong paused, his sword immediately stopping, and at that moment it was only a few inches away from Zhang Lei!

"This is just a warning. I just want to tell you your own worth. Yanyang No. 2 Middle School is not a place you can humiliate."

Mo Hong said coldly, then slowly moved his battle sword away from Zhang Lei.

When Zhang Lei came to his senses, he braced himself on the ground with both hands, panting heavily, only to find that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He felt like he had just walked through the gates of hell.

Looking up at Mo Hong, she felt a shiver run through her and a sense of fear welled up inside her.

"Mo Hongsheng."

The referee announced coldly, his gaze toward Mo Hong unfriendly.

He immediately went to Zhang Lei to check if he was seriously injured, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was not in danger.

After Mo Hong returned to Yanyang No. 2 Middle School, Bai Tianbu and the others looked at him with great enthusiasm.

"Mo Hong, I didn't expect you to have made progress in just three days and actually reached level 5. You really make Yanyang No. 2 Middle School proud."

Bai Tianbu finally smiled, feeling a sense of triumph and relief.

Shi Tianhao's expression was complicated. As the former number one in the elite class, he couldn't even win a single game.

"Mo Hong, you did a great job, unlike me who was so bad."

Finally, Shi Tianhao managed a weak smile and offered his congratulations.

"Brother Tianhao, what are you saying? Zhang Lei was exhausted after his match with you. I just got the better deal."

"Besides, we are both competing for the honor of Yanyang No. 2 Middle School. How are you inferior to me? Don't underestimate yourself."

Mo Hong said modestly.

Although he knew Mo Hong was just being polite, Shi Tianhao still felt better and even found Mo Hong more agreeable.

As for Pang Xiong, since his right hand injury was still quite serious, Chen Yuanyang took him to the medical clinic for treatment.

Afterwards, Mo Hong found a place to sit down and closed his eyes to rest.

"Just now, I actually had a strong urge to kill Zhang Lei."

Thinking back to what had just happened, Mo Hong was also terrified.

If he hadn't heard the referee's voice, Mo Hong probably would have really swung the knife, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.