"Okay, the teammates on both sides are ready and we're going to start our game soon. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Now that the judges are in place, the exciting game is about to begin! What do you think about this matter, two guests? ”

The host's voice echoed in the sky outside, but it was an empty, indecipherable voice indoors.

Sang Zhefeng walked slowly in the corridor where there was no one alone, his eyes constantly emitting bright red light.

His brain was constantly calculating, and his mind was working on all sorts of things.

"That guy went down to the audience across from me before, if he wanted to run away, then he should have escaped at the exit on the other side, but that was not too high, and even if he wanted to escape, he should have gone through the transit port over there, and he should be able to see where I get to it as fast as I can."

Sang Zhefeng's pupils moved slightly, and the entire arena began to slowly turn into something like a simple three-dimensional structure diagram. Somewhere, the crowd turned into small blue dots one by one, and in the middle of it, a few bright red dots of light were extremely eye-catching.

"If he is mixed in with the crowd, he should be in these places, according to the route plan...... Pretty much follow these lines. ”

Sang Zhefeng kept doing this in his head, and the pace under his feet began to slowly get faster.

[Hey, hey! Zhefeng! What happened to you? Why don't you watch the game all of a sudden? What the hell is going on? 】

"Somebody wants to be bad for Curle." Sang Zhefeng said succinctly: "I need some help to exchange those small fully automatic robots." ”

[Huh? Huh? The system was shocked all of a sudden, but she still didn't hesitate too much, and directly exchanged what Sang Zhefeng wanted, and then continued to ask nervously, "What's going on?" ”

She even spoke the original voice.

"There was a black-robed man just now, something was wrong with that guy." Sang Zhefeng didn't explain much, the speed in his hand was quite fast, and several very small self-discipline monitoring robots were quickly debugged by him.

He lowered the little creatures to the ground, and the little things quickly functioned according to the goal set by Sanzhefeng. And Sang Zhefeng took out a small tablet and looked at the scene on it while running.

Sang Zhefeng planned several routes, and he rushed towards the most likely route.

The red glow in his eyes became more pronounced, and his brain began to think more quickly.

"About 27.6 percent of the way this line will run into that guy -- and if it does, it's not impossible to completely intercept it with those autonomous machines."

He had it in his head, and his steps began to grow faster and faster.

He was a little impatient.

Because that guy is threatening his daughter.

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"Oh! Beautiful magic volley, worthy of being the strongest mage of this competition! Kur D Sanch, who came to Serrigan, has used her magic to push the Reburgh Academy into a desperate situation, but will she be able to take advantage of the victory? ”

The host said excitedly, and in the ring on the side, there were a large number of magic fluctuations around Curl, floating proudly in the air, and opposite her, the students of Fort Reburgh were already a little embarrassed to deal with Curle's magic.

At the beginning of the match, Curl did use the third-order magic bombardment, but Reburgh was clearly prepared to deal with it, and their captain mastered a way to manipulate the elements to nullify Kur's third-order magic, and then they had the only head-to-head battle against Seligan in the tournament.

Although the contest only lasted three minutes.

They were forcibly dragged in place by the students of Class E using extremely wonderful magic, while the students of Saipan released their magic one by one, bombarding the opponents on the opposite side.

Riborg's side also tried his best, using his ability to open Selrigan's defenses, and then hit him with a look of "I have a big advantage".

Then they were blasted back by a hybrid fourth-order magic from Ku'er.

Really, Ku'll set another continental record - the youngest fourth-order mage.

Although it is not necessarily a fourth-order mage who can release fourth-order magic, the one who can release hybrid fourth-order magic must be a fourth-order mage.

If you don't have that amount of knowledge, it's impossible.

When Curl used this ability, the two special guests were also taken aback - after all, this kind of genius is really unique in the world.

They came here this time for the same girl, Zilar had already started to buy it.

Such a genius must be co-opted as soon as possible - and this time is their home field, why can't they?

But now no one knows, the focus of their attention is simply not here.

Curl was a little absent-minded.

She was still looking around, wondering where her father had gone.

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Sang Zhefeng ran quickly along the road on the edge of the arena, and in his ear, the host, nervously said about the words on the field, and at this time, Sang Zhefeng unexpectedly liked this voice.

If he hadn't had this voice, he would have really missed his daughter's game.

There was still no one in the corridor, and even the staff had gone there to watch the game, leaving Sang Zhefeng alone running towards the goal.

And according to his own budget, he is about to get close to the goal.

He still looked at the tablet in his hand and observed what the autonomous robots saw.

None of the robots could find the man - that meant that the person was very likely to be on the path he was looking for.

He was a little flustered, he didn't know exactly what the guy wanted to do to his daughter, but he knew very well that what the guy wanted to do was definitely not a good thing.

All he had to do now was find that man, and then arrest him and throw him into the Tower of the Sages to torture him.

He would never allow anyone to harm his daughter.

His pupils contracted suddenly.

Because he happened to see a guy in a black robe come out of the corner over there.

Sang Zhefeng fell in love with the black at a glance.

He felt nothing but a coldness around him—the oppression and urgency that was pressing down on his body.

That's the guy! (To be continued.) )