Four Skills for All.

Mo Xiu said, "Grandpa, I got a piece of Qingxin Wood today, and this little fellow wanted to come and see it. That's all."

As he spoke, Mo Xiu pulled Yang Qingzhuo toward the door.

The old man looked at the two of them and didn't seem like the kind of people who would do anything outrageous.

"You're the support champion?"

Mo Xiu nodded.

"Who's in charge of the support class this time?"

Mo Xiu replied, "It's Teacher Cao Fenglin."

The old man exclaimed in surprise, "Cao Fenglin?"

Mo Xiu didn't understand why the old man was so surprised, so he could only nod again.

The old man then inquired about Cao Fenglin's selection process and subsequent arrangements.

After Mo Xiu finished speaking, the old man nodded and said, "Hmm, not bad. It seems that this year's support class is very strong. If I were you, I would rent a house off-campus and gather all your friends together."

Mo Xiu suddenly felt that the idea was feasible. After seeing the old man and Yang Qingzhu off, Mo Xiu went back to his room and went to sleep.

The next morning, Mo Xiu felt refreshed after getting up. He looked at the Qingxin Wood beside him and found that it was indeed somewhat useful.

The Qingxin Wood will grow continuously, mainly by absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and slowly transforming it into spiritual energy that is useful to people.

Mo Xiu touched the trunk of the Qingxin Wood, which emitted an extremely faint light, as if in response.

Inside the No. 3 training ground.

The Mo Xiu team and the Xiao Lan team, who advanced, arrived here on time.

Mu Mu had been waiting here for quite some time.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Mu Mu took out a folder, opened it, looked at it, and then closed it.

"Please give me your guidance, everyone. My combat ability is not as good as yours, but Teacher Cao Fenglin said that I have the talent to be a teacher. I will probably be helping you train for the next ten days. Please give me your guidance."

Mu Mu bowed deeply, his actions and words filled with humility.

Everyone is familiar with Mu Mu, so of course they won't refuse to cooperate just because Mu Mu is a classmate.

According to Mo Xiu's observation, Mu Mu's skill is somewhat similar to He Lingyue's, but not as abnormal as "Future Man's". It is estimated to be a reconnaissance skill that can see through other people's weaknesses, which is perfect for coaching.

Mo Xiu is the champion of the support class and has the most say among everyone. Mu Mu is an old classmate, so of course he should support him at this time.

"Coach Mu, we believe in your abilities. Tell us about today's training."

Mu Mu smiled and nodded at Mo Xiu, understanding Mo Xiu's goodwill.

"The training schedule will be as follows: live-fire training in the morning and specialized intensive training in the afternoon. Since today is the first day, we will give everyone time to adapt, so we will only conduct live-fire training in the morning."

Mo Xiu asked, "How do we actually fight?"

"It's very simple. Mo Xiu's team is playing against Xiao Lan's team. You chose your own players. Today, let's see how well you work together."

Mo Xiu and Xiao Lan exchanged a glance; their second duel was about to begin so soon.

"The rules of the competition are very simple. The field is 100 meters square. You are eliminated if you go out of the circle or lose your fighting ability. The winner is the one who has no opponents left on the field. That's the standard competition rule. Now you have half an hour to discuss tactics."

A very bizarre scene unfolded during the tactical discussion.

The five people on Xiao Lan's side had a very heated discussion, with many people offering suggestions and glancing at Mo Xiu's side from time to time, indicating that they had several plans.

On the other hand, Mo Xiu did the opposite. He gathered the other four people together and said only one sentence. The others nodded in agreement, and then the five of them sat quietly to the side, some playing on their phones and others watching Xiao Lan's movements.

Mo Xiu went even further, simply sitting down, closing his eyes, and resting.

Xiao Lan's team grew increasingly angry. Wasn't this underestimating them? Instead, they began to discuss tactics more intensely, determined to defeat Mo Xiu's team.

Time flies, and half an hour passed quickly. Mu Mu announced the start of the competition.

"The match begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xiu opened his eyes and quickly entered battle mode.

The five members of Mo Xiu's team lined up in a row, without any rules.

In contrast, Xiao Lan's team had Xiao Lan standing at the very front, two people in the middle, and two more people at the back, which was clearly a carefully planned setup.

As the match began, Xiao Lan's team made no moves. Apart from Xiao Lan releasing her skill, everyone else was waiting for an opportunity to strike, remaining calm and adaptable to any situation.

Mo Xiu's team took a simple and direct approach. Three beams of light appeared directly on Mo Xiu's body: his own Martial God's Descent, Yang Qingzhuo's Divine Speed, and He Lingyue's Future Man, all of which were added to Mo Xiu's power.

Mo Xiu felt an unprecedented power and immediately launched a thunderous attack.

Xiao Lan originally thought that Mo Xiu would come directly to her, but unexpectedly, Mo Xiu used his speed advantage to jump over her and headed straight for the four people behind him.

Xiao Lan knew something was wrong and immediately turned around to give chase, but then a figure appeared in front of her.

Dong Fang...

As the meat shield for Mo Xiu's team, Dong Fang naturally stood in front of Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan ignored him, wanting to shake off Dong Fang with her speed, but she didn't expect that this big guy could keep up with her.

This is actually why Yang Qingzhuo released the Divine Speed ​​onto Dong Fang.

Seeing that she couldn't shake off Dong Fang, Xiao Lan had no choice but to defeat him. No matter how tough Dong Fang was, he wouldn't be a match for Xiao Lan.

After two moves, Xiao Lan thought she could defeat Dong Fang. Just as she was about to injure Dong Fang, a white light appeared on Dong Fang's body, negating the damage.

Xiao Lan was very familiar with this skill; it was Hu Xianming's Holy Light.

Xiao Lan turned around and glanced at Hu Xianming, who was looking at her apologetically.

With Hu Xianming's skills available, Xiao Lan knew she couldn't defeat Dong Fang in a short time, so she decisively turned around and attacked He Lingyue, Yang Qingzhuo, and Hu Xianming.

If you cut into my back row, I'll cut into your back row too.

Xiao Lan moved very quickly, before Dong Fang could even react, and immediately turned and ran away.

Just as Xiao Lan was about to attack the weakest He Lingyue, a figure flashed and blocked Xiao Lan's path.

Mo Xiu!

It's Mo Xiu!

Xiao Lan was incredulous. How could Mo Xiu be back? Could it be...?

Looking back, Xiao Lan's four teammates were all eliminated, and all four looked at Xiao Lan with regret.

Xiao Lan turned her head and looked at Mo Xiu in disbelief. Her team had clearly laid out a perfect strategy, so how could it have been so easily defeated by Mo Xiu?

Mo Xiu didn't act immediately, but instead asked, "Shall we continue?"

Xiao Lan decisively conceded defeat. Under normal circumstances, she might not even be a match for him, and now that Mo Xiu was in various states of condition, it was impossible for her to win.

Mu Mu clapped and said, "Great match! Team Mo Xiu wins!"

Afterwards, Mumu summarized the match.

"Xiao Lan's team had too many concerns. When the unexpected situation occurred, no one made the right response. When Mo Xiu rushed over alone, you should have immediately tightened your formation and used a five-on-one strategy. You wasted such a good formation."

"The members of Mo Xiu's team are obviously much more in sync. Everyone knows what to do at what time. Although the tactics are simple, they are concise and effective."

One of Xiao Lan's team members asked unwillingly, "Mo Xiu, your team doesn't have any tactics, so how come you coordinate so well?"

Mo Xiu shrugged and said, "Who said we don't have tactics? I've laid out tactics."

Xiao Lan's five-person team, along with Mu Mu, all looked at Mo Xiu. When they were setting up the tactics earlier, Mo Xiu had only said one sentence.

Mo Xiu held up three fingers and said, "Our tactics can be summed up in three words!"

Everyone was puzzled.

"Four protect one!"