"The game starts now!"

Teacher Huang gave an order!

Tang Biao instantly entered the state of battle, and he was indeed a qualified special martial artist!

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It's better to take this opportunity to study and study well.

lest you have a powerful talent that you can't use in actual combat.

In addition, after continuous discussion and research with Lin Sen and Chi Yan during this time, Bian Jinwei has a deeper understanding.

For today's battles of junior special martial artists, they are basically confrontations between pure fighting spirits, and martial arts skills are rarely used.

You must know that in Death Star, there are only two ways to learn martial arts skills.

The first is to find a special martial artist who is powerful, and must be above the controller level.

Under his guidance, you'll be able to learn skills in a variety of attributes.

However, in today's Jiyang City, there are extremely few special martial artists who have reached the level of controllers, and they basically do not exist except for a few super gangs.

Otherwise, you can only go directly to the auction house and buy martial arts skill books.

Of course, nowadays, the simplest martial arts skill book of the fire ring requires hundreds or thousands of silver coins.

In this regard, even the three major gangs of Tangjiabao, Wangjiajing and the Bronze Gang, which are in full swing in Pagoda Town, may not be able to afford it.

Indeed, Bian Jinwei should really thank his "fake grandfather" Lan Tianjun.

It was precisely because of the closed training he gave himself that Bian Jinwei learned the five valuable martial arts skills.

Although they are only the most beginner, as long as they continue to practice, they will have the possibility of evolution in the future.

This is the real reason why the junior martial arts skill book can be sold at a high price.

It's just that to Bian Jinwei's surprise, Tang Biao and Zhang Xin actually have a skill.

Tang Biao, a special martial artist of the wind system, has already reached the limit of ordinary humans in his original movement speed, plus his auxiliary skill - Levitation Technique.

The teleportation speed suddenly increased geometrically, and if it wasn't for the same special martial artist, it would not be possible to capture his figure with his eyes.

Tang Biao's weapon is a long, narrow sword, constantly looking for opportunities to get close to his opponent in high-speed movements, and then he takes advantage of the deadly attack.

This tactic is indeed very good, Tang Biao, the title of the first master of Pagoda Middle School, really deserves it.

It's a pity that he is going to miscalculate today, because his opponent is a special martial artist of the gold system - Zhang Xin!

"Zhang Xin, this kid is not simple, he actually knows martial arts skills?"

While watching the game, Chi Yan couldn't help but praise in a low voice, "In the past, before your session, in the entire Pagoda Middle School, only Tang Biao knew martial arts skills. Originally, he was a powerful level, and after adding the increase in the levitation technique, he was indeed the number one master of the Pagoda Middle School at that time!"

From the beginning of the ring match to the present, no matter what kind of attack Tang Biao has.

Zhang Xindu just maintained a posture, protected by the golden shield with no dead ends and strong defense, and was unscathed from beginning to end.

"This game has to be watched!"

Bian Jinwei shook his head a little desperately, and pressed Yang Yong, who had been standing nervously watching the game, to his seat, "You should also rest and rest! As far as I know, this duel between Zhang Xin and Tang Biao will not be completed without an hour! Let's take this opportunity to sleep well and replenish our spirits haha!"

Suddenly, his proposal received a series of blank eyes from everyone.

Even Chixia was a little unhappy, twisted Bian Jinwei's arm and said, "Your brother is still in the ring, fighting to the death with enemies stronger than him, it's good for you to sleep well......

"Hehe......"

Bian Jinwei could only smile helplessly.

Actually, he knows it very well.

Although Zhang Xin, who is only at the sixth level of cultivation, there is indeed a big gap between him and Tang Biao, who has reached the level of cultivation.

But there is a big difference between each Douqi attribute.

Let's talk about the five primary vindictive attributes.

Fire and water attributes are the main offense, earth attributes and gold attributes are the main defense, and wood attributes are more balanced, with 50% offense and 50% defense.

Of course, there is also a big difference between the fire attribute and the water attribute of the main attack.

Ninety-five percent offense, that's the fire attribute.

For the water attribute, it is 75 percent offense, plus 25 percent defense.

In the same way, the gold attribute is 95% defense.

For the earth attribute, it is 75% defense, plus 25% defense.

In this game, the battle between Zhang Xin and Tang Biao can also be said to be a duel between martial arts skills - levitation and golden shields!

At the end of the ring match, Bian Jinwei's guess was to see who had their fighting spirit consumed first, and who would be forced to declare defeat.

Of course, there is a 99% chance that this person will be the golden king of his Fengyun Gang, Zhang Xin.

After all, there is a three-level gap between the cultivation levels of the two of them.

Of course, Tang Biao's life is not easy.

After experiencing this game, there is still a Yang Yong in the Fengyun Gang!

He was already exhausted, how could he fight against the more powerful Yang Yong?

Although Yang Yong is only a seventh-level special martial artist, he has three attributes—fire, earth, and powerful darkness.

Of course, which attribute he would use, Bian Jinwei couldn't be sure yet.

Half an hour into the game, the cheering on the field began to slowly weaken.

An hour passed, and those who carried large flags and banners sat in their seats, panting.

Soon, the two hours disappeared in the death of Zhang Xin and Tang Biao.

At this time, the entire gymnasium was silent.

Even the referee found a place in a relatively remote corner of the ring to sit and rest.

And the two people in the ring are still fighting for themselves and the honor of their own society.

Although, Zhang Xin has been standing in place, without any movement.

However, Bian Jinwei still saw that he was consuming a lot.

Now these two people are completely comparing their wills to see who can't bear it first and falls.

Another hour passed, and Yang Yong looked at Bian Jinwei with his adoring eyes, "No, boss, what you said just now is really right!"

"Actually, I sometimes make mistakes!"

Bian Jinwei sighed a little boredly, "At first, my guess ...... In fact...... It's only an hour......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xin finally couldn't bear it.

Under Tang Biao's attack again, his rock-solid golden shield fluctuated for the first time today.

At this moment, Tang Biao finally found a rare opportunity, but this time he did not use a knife, but just kicked Zhang Xin out of the ring directly.

After a three-hour ring match, there is finally a result!

Zhang Xin VS Tang Biao!

Tang Biao wins!

For himself, and for his own fighting club, he won the first points of victory.

But he didn't have any excited expression at this time, because now he only had half an hour to rest.

How could he, already exhausted, win again in the next match?

"Thank you, brother, you actually did a great job today!"

Looking at Zhang Xin, who was slumped on the big sofa, Bian Jinwei shook his hand gratefully.

"But...... Few...... Young Master ......"

Zhang Xin just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Bian Jinwei again.

"A full three-hour confrontation, even I can't bear it! But today, you did it! I admit, you are indeed strong!"

Bian Jinwei said with heartfelt emotion.