That night, Bian Jinwei was on the phone, and naturally chatted with his father Bian Hetu about this mysterious stranger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After listening to his son's narration, Bian Hetu pondered for a long time.

It wasn't until five minutes later that he repeatedly told Bian Jinwei over and over again: "This stranger is very likely to be what I told you before, those powerful special martial artists from the four small families! And in my estimation, his strength should be at least the same as yours, and he is also a powerful judge of the forty-sixth and seventh-level cultivation level! In the future, no matter what the circumstances, once he enters the ring and is ready to fight against your Fengyun Gang, you must immediately take the initiative to abstain and admit defeat! This person is definitely not simple! Especially you! Bian Jinwei: You must not go on stage to fight him on the spur of the moment!"

On the way back to the dormitory, Bian Jinwei still had a headache.

However, for now, what Bian Jinwei needs to focus on is next weekend, the last game of the first round of the Tripartite Ring Competition!

It's a decisive battle between the Fengyun Gang and their old rival, Tangjiabao!

For the next week, time passed slowly, and every day was spent in boredom and boredom!

On days when there was no Chixia, Bian Jinwei found himself particularly prone to fire.

Every time something goes wrong, it will immediately become thunderous.

At this time, He Yuan and Chen Miao, the clever stinky boys, would run away.

As if he was hiding from the plague god, he kept a certain safe distance from Bian Jinwei.

It was another beautiful Sunday.

When Bian Jinwei walked into the school gymnasium with his brothers again, he suddenly found that the enthusiasm of today's audience was unprecedentedly high.

"Wouldn't they? Aren't they worried about having another completely one-sided set-up? Seeing a "3-0" ring match that is as bland as before?"

Bian Jinwei asked a little strangely.

"Young master, why did you forget? I remember the battle between our Fengyun Gang and the Fighting Club more than a year ago! The most exciting part of it is the part where you fought against Tang Yun and Tang Yu, the two masters of Tangjiabao! In the end, young master, you were unexpectedly and got a good result! You may not know it, right? After that fierce battle, you have completely replaced the previous No. 1 man, Tang Biao! Become the real public lover in the minds of the majority of girls in Pagoda Middle School!"

As soon as he chatted here, Zhang Xin began to be full of enthusiasm and danced endlessly.

"Actually...... The truth of the matter,...... It is...... Such a ......"

He Yuan shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, "However, in the next few days, fortunately, young master, you have temporarily left our pagoda middle school because of special training!

"Forehead ......"

As soon as Bian Jinwei wanted to refute, he saw that from another entrance, Tang Li and his men also happened to enter the gymnasium at the same time.

This time, in addition to Tang Yun and the strange young man, there were two more people by his side!

One of them is the quasi-controller of the year - Tang Yu!

But now, compared with that year, he has improved a lot.

And the other one is also a strange young face, and this person is not simple.

To Bian Jinwei, his cultivation level has reached at least thirty-seven or eight, the level of a judge!

It's just that all of a sudden, Bian Jinwei found that he was somewhat similar to Tang Biao, the wind king of the Fengyun Gang.

In particular, their cheeks and hairstyles seem to be carved out of the same mold.

After the group walked into the lounge of the Fengyun Gang, Bian Jinwei found that the lounge that was originally marked with the Wang family tic-tac-toe plate was empty.

"Strange! They didn't send anyone to watch the game today?"

However, since seeing the powerful foreign aid next to Wang Bin, Bian Jinwei no longer thinks that Wang Jiajing has completely given up this first round of the three-way ring competition.

With the strong support of a forty-sixth-level cultivation level powerful judge, it would not be an easy matter to win a round of competition!

"Today's game may be really bumpy! It's up to you, Zhang Xin, as a starter, to participate in the ring!"

In the lounge, Bian Jinwei began to make detailed tactical arrangements again.

"He Yuan is the second to play! I hope I can come to you and end today's game early!"

Unlike yesterday, Bian Jinwei added He Yuan's name to the list of participating players.

As before, the first person to enter the ring on behalf of Tang Jiabao is still Bian Jinwei's old opponent - Tang Yun!

Tang Yun, who was already a special martial artist whose cultivation level had reached fifteenth back then, even if it was Bian Jinwei himself, he could only rely on his unique martial arts skills to reluctantly send him out of the ring.

It's a pity, after all, the past is not today!

Even now, Tang Yun's cultivation level has already broken through level twenty!

But for Zhang Xin, a powerful judge at the twenty-sixth level cultivation level, wanting to defeat him was just an easy trivial matter!

Zhang Xin's biggest reliance is his powerful golden shield!

Back then, he relied on this powerful martial arts skill to consume Tang Biao, who was many times stronger than him, and his physical strength was seriously exhausted!

This time, as soon as Zhang Xin came on the field, it was still the golden shield that opened the way.

However, unlike before, the upgraded Golden Shield has been reduced to a small golden shield.

Although the area of the shield has become smaller, its defensive ability has increased exponentially.

Moreover, in the past, after Zhang Xin used the golden shield, he had to stay where he was and maintain the same posture for a long time.

In other words, because he used this martial art skill, he would lose the ability to counterattack his opponent.

The most important thing is that such a large area of defensive martial arts skills is bound to require a lot of support from a steady stream of fighting energy.

In that ring battle that year, if Tang Biao could discover Zhang Xin's weakness in time, he would adopt the tactics of reincarnation guerrilla.

Then Tang Biao can easily win the first game.

There will no longer be a problem of insufficient physical supply, and it is a pity to lose the second game against Yang Yong in the ring!

But now it's different, not long ago, with the help of Blue Renjue, Zhang Xin learned a new golden martial arts skill - Golden Sword!

One offense and one defense!

Only by combining offense and defense can we defeat the opponent more quickly!

On the other hand, Tang Yun was only a level 20 cultivation level special martial artist.

In terms of cultivation level, he is already much weaker than Zhang Xin.

Even if he has learned the levitation technique again now, and there has been a lot of increase in speed, he still can't compare with Zhang Xin.

This ring match, although not as straightforward as the previous ones, ended.

Zhang Xin, a special martial artist of the gold system, is not very easy to catch up with Tang Yun, a special martial artist of the wind system!

However, the result of the game was completely expected by Bian Jinwei!

After dozens of rounds, Tang Yun, whose physical strength had been greatly reduced, was finally caught up by Zhang Xin, who was panting.

Under the horizontal impact of the huge golden sword, Tang Yun, who had thin physical strength, was directly thrown out of the ring.

Tang Jiabao easily lost this first game in the first round of the Tripartite Ring Competition!