Black Panther stood in his own array and smiled and said, "Haha, I didn't expect this little girl to be really interesting. She first set up a spear array with the strongest defensive power, and then let the people from the bow and Taoist department hide behind and secretly shoot cold arrows. It's really hard for her to use the battle formations of the Cold Weapon Age to fight and fight."

The Mingtong Academy suddenly had a spear team, and the archers crowded with one point. The head of Oshima Americana rushed out a group of students wearing white scarves and holding wooden sticks. There were about one hundred people in their team. They rushed into the Speed ​​Party convoy and chopped them when they saw them. In order to avoid the shooting of the bows and arrows, the terrifying Speed ​​Party was too far apart. Huoyan High School and Yanwu Society ignored them. The Speed ​​Party was actually concentrated by the Mingtong Middle School and defeated one by one. In less than thirty seconds, more than 200 people were injured by the assault team composed of the Mingtong Academy. Before the Speed ​​Party gathered enough to attack, the entire commando quickly retreated and retreated to the team. It was really unmoved and invaded like a mountain.

Looking at the fifty wooden guns, the speed party only dared to drive a motorcycle and shout and scold the outside world, not daring to step into the thunder pool. The Student Autonomous Association of Mingtong College can stand firm in the saliva of the Black Panther, which is of course outstanding.

After being severely damaged one after another, the Speed ​​Party's offensive was stagnant. Some people who looked like leaders gathered together, as if they were discussing countermeasures. After five minutes, they launched the second attack again.

More than a dozen motorcycles rushed towards the Mingtong Academy camp in a sparse manner. These more than a dozen motorcycle drivers were obviously skilled racing masters. While driving the motorcycle, they successfully dodged the archer and sniping. While urging the speed to the limit within a distance of thirty or forty meters, the people suddenly twisted the handlebars and overturned the car and the motorcycle crashed into the wooden gun square formation at a speed of nearly 200 kilometers per hour.

The students of Mingtong College were just busy avoiding motorcycles. More than 100 motorcycles in the second offensive echelon of the Speed ​​Party began to attack. Looking at the weapons they were carrying, Mika Oshima's eyes instantly condensed into pinholes. She turned her head and shouted to the head general of the bow and Taoist department: "Mifei, shoot them off!"

Mu Fei, the head general of the Bowdo Department, shouted: "For the honor of the warrior, shoot the arrow!"

A tremor of bowstrings sounded, and more than 20 speeding parties fell down. The molten bottle in their hands hit the ground. A ball of flame immediately rose up on the ground, and the rider and motorcycle were involved in the flames. More than a dozen fire-ridden garbage screamed and ran around in front of the square. The smell of thick smoke and burning flesh spread everywhere throughout the battlefield. Many people ran directly under the wheels of their motorcycles. While their spines were crushed, their bodies temporarily turned into stumbling blocks, throwing their companions in the car down heavily.

The flames rolled along the gasoline flowing out of the motorcycle's fuel tank. With a few explosions, plastic pieces, broken tires, and various strange things in the back mirror soared into the sky with the flames. Members of the ignited carriage party on their bodies jumped and jumped in the explosion of motorcycles. Large pieces of roasted minced meat flew out, and the middle was occasionally mixed with human internal organs. Large patches of black and red liquid on the ground were covered with more than a hundred carriage party. In the end, only a dozen were lucky enough to escape the disaster.

Seeing the most miserable way of death of his companion, the speed party members were red in their eyes. A fight that they thought was easy to capture actually turned into a battlefield of life and death, which was much beyond everyone's expectations. All the speed party members stepped off their motorcycles and silently took out weapons similar to military bayonets from their bodies. They had no formation, squeezed into a group of corpses of their companions, bypassed the still burning motorcycles, and pressed towards the Mingtong Academy.

Some particularly brave speeding party members threw off their shirts, revealing their strong muscles that could participate in the bodybuilder competition, grabbed a syringe, and injected 100% pure drugs into their muscles from their chests. Excessive drugs quickly penetrated into the blood, and their exposed muscles became even more intense, and their blood vessels were like the tendons of an old tree, bursting into a terrible blue-black. The guy with the largest one reached out to grab the still burning motorcycle from the ground, held it high above his head, and roared wildly while walking to the front of the team.

Smelling the scent of barbecue, looking at the leader of the Speed ​​Party holding a motorcycle in the front, as ferocious as the North Asian Berserker, many people in the Mingtong Academy bent down and vomited desperately. Mika Oshima picked up the samurai sword and slashed it hard on her left arm, bringing out a ray of blood. She raised the samurai sword covered with blood and shouted sternly: "Don't vomit! Everyone holds their weapons firmly. It's time to this point. We can only have a glimmer of life when we defend and defend until the police arrive!"

Mu Fei, the head general of the Bow Dao Department, shouted wildly: "Members of the Bow Dao Department obey orders and remove the feather arrow safety card!"

Seeing that all the subordinates showed hesitation expressions, Mu Fei pointed at the speeding party gangs who were pushing forward step by step and shouted: "Did you see it? This is not a group fight, but a real war to the death! It's all nonsense if you can't go back alive. If something happens, I carried all of them in the police hall. I immediately took off the safety card on the arrow!"

All members of the bow and Taoist department quickly removed the short wooden sticks tied horizontally two inches in front of the arrow shaft. When they shot the arrow again, the feather arrows that removed the safety card would penetrate straight into the target's body without any obstacles, causing a fatal blow.

A handsome young man who had been standing behind the black panther took a step forward and whispered: "The Speed ​​Party has taken serious action. If we stand by and watch at this time, we will probably leave an irreparable crack between us."

Black Panther nodded slightly, and more than 300 members of Fire Rock High School swung their weapons to the battlefield. At the same time, more than 100 members of Yanwu Society also moved in formation and officially joined the battlefield.

A fired motorcycle was thrown over as a weapon. The students of Mingtong College involuntarily avoided it. The entire motorcycle hit the ground and made a loud bang. The scattered parts and sparks flew around with the explosion, and more than a dozen people were injured and fell to the ground at the same time.

The morale of the Speed ​​Party disciples was greatly boosted. Everyone raised their weapons and howled to the sky at the same time. The bravest berserker stretched out his hand and grabbed a student who rushed out of the array in order to avoid the motorcycle. He had a grinning smile on his face that was no longer human, and grabbed the student's right finger and pulled it suddenly.

A tragic cry sounded in the audience, and the student's two fingers were actually pulled off by the other party. The berserker threw his fingers back and rushed up like a golden beauty. The two fastest people grabbed their fingers and put them into their mouths. In the terrifying creaking sound, they actually bit and chewed the two fingers into their stomachs.

The student, who was held by the Berserker, looked at the other party in despair and stretched out his giant god-like hand and grabbed his ears.

"No……"

The student's body trembled suddenly, and a torn pain came from his head. The blood in his body suddenly found a new space and suddenly splashed two or three meters away. The berserker proudly raised the tear-breaking slap into the air. The speeding party gang behind him screamed again. A guy jumped up, snatched his ear and sent it to his mouth.

Although she knew that the enemy wanted them to take the initiative, but as a fighter with traditional samurai ideas, Mika Oshima had no choice. She raised the samurai sword in her hand and shouted wildly: "Members of the Blue Belt and above of the Martial Arts Department will leave the list, and join me to grab the people back!"

Dozens of martial arts elites gathered silently at Mika Oshima. Mika Oshima looked around the familiar classmates and whispered: "We only need to hold on for another two minutes, and the police will arrive, but we must not watch our companions be torn to pieces by a group of wild beasts little by little. For the sake of human dignity, please give your life to me!"

Standing at the front, Mika Oshima tried her best and shouted: "Form an arrow formation!"

The five martial arts elites who were lying down on the basketball were closely guarding Mika Oshima. The six of them lined up in a triangle to form the sharpest spear tip of the arrow formation. If Fu Yinxue's most brave warriors, then the arrow formation was the most fierce charge formation in the cold weapon era. The strongest warriors were arranged at the front of the formation, and the warriors in front fell down, and the people behind immediately replaced them automatically, and went forward one after another to create the largest penetration with the smallest strike surface.

The essence of such a battle formation is to use elite forces to attack mediocrity and to penetrate the enemy's formation with lightning speed.

"For the honor of the warrior, rush!"

Oshima Mika held the samurai sword in both hands and rushed out of the camp first. The arrow formation composed of dozens of martial arts elites followed closely behind. As soon as the team of dozens of people rushed out, they were submerged into the siege of nearly two thousand people.

The Speeding Party should definitely thank Fu Yinxue. After the battle at the Nine Martial Arts Society and Economics Basketball Court, only one main player was able to participate in the duel tonight, but the only remaining female protagonist made them pay a terrible price.

No one could be close to Mika Oshima. The samurai sword in her hand was like a thunderbolt, slashing again and again, and blood splattered again and again. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen people fell at her feet. The white Taoist robe on her body had completely turned into bright red, making her look like a Rakshasa ghost girl who had just emerged from the pool of blood in hell, constantly pursuing passionate indulgence of blood and flesh. Seeing her scene, no one could believe that she was just an eighteen-year-old high school female student.

The five martial arts elites who followed Oshima Mika finally showed the power of a black belt-level master at this moment. They both wore steel gloves to strengthen attacks. When they hit each other with one punch, the sound of bone breakage sounded. They divided two people to help Oshima Mika who only attacked but did not defend against the left and right sides. The remaining three people let the attack without any scruples. These people and Oshima Mika support each other and encourage each other. In the roar of sound, they led the entire team and broke out in the crowd.

The archers hid behind their companions, desperately pulling the bowstrings to cover the commando's attack. The sharp bounce of the metal system cutting the air constantly echoed in their ears. At this time, the commando was surrounded by enemies, with heads everywhere, and there was no need to aim at it. When they were put on it, screams would sound. The main general of the bow department was even more skilled in a superb skilled in arrows. He held the bow in his left hand and reached his right hand to return to the quiver. He pulled the giant bow with a thick arm into a full moon. Five fingers on his right hand were like flash shuttles, and four sharp arrows were almost shot out in a straight line. The crowd immediately screamed!
Chapter completed!