The competition has been going on for a week, and many teams have been eliminated, most of the little-known primary schools have not lasted too long to be brushed down, and only a few dark horses can break out smoothly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, the strength of the school is still there, and if there is no unexpected situation, it is difficult for there to be such a thing as a low-level academy counterattacking a high-level academy.

After all, these schools have existed for a long time, their status is almost fixed, and the quality of teachers and students will also limit the development of a school, and it is already very good to have one or two dark horses.

Among the new colleges, one called Brunei has received a lot of attention - for no other reason than because the little school won against a well-known college once without much resistance.

This is already a big shock in the whole tournament, and the name Brunei College has also spread.

The next enrollment of this school should be very good, right......

However, the hottest thing in the whole tournament is Curle, whose strong strength and beautiful appearance all attract the attention of the people around her, and the other students are not as famous as her - Curl is about to become the signature figure of this tournament.

And the situation of Serrigan's recent game is also very good, they basically played down very smoothly, it is difficult for anyone to beat them, let alone others, just Curl stood there, and the opposite side was instigated by three points.

A mage who can instantaneously reach the third order, are you afraid?

Of course, this smooth situation will not last forever, and when those teams that are very good are finished, those schools that are really capable will be put on the table.

And the tournament probably started today, and it really started.

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"This time, we directly matched last year's second." Li sat on the sofa in the lounge, looked at the battle list in his hand, sighed, and said, "I'm really a little nervous." ”

"What are you afraid of?" Zoya rolled her eyes up there and said, "With Kul and Artoria here, how can they win?" ”

Artoria on the side coughed and said, "My Pact Victory Sword can't be used in this kind of competition...... That's the sword of the protector, you can't do such a boring thing. ”

Zoya stuck out her tongue at Artoria, and then turned her gaze to Curle, who smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do about it, the third-order magic is only the third-order magic after all, only the defense ability of the third-order peak, and most of the attack magic is not there." ”

Curl paused for a moment and continued: "And we are playing a team competition, not an individual competition, we can't rely on me alone, let's make a good plan." ”

The students all nodded and agreed with Kuer's words.

This is the first cooperation between Saipan and Class E, and it is also the joint efforts of these two classes - Saipan's magic cannon alone will definitely not work, but it will certainly not work with Class E alone.

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Sang Zhefeng sat in the instructor's audience at the edge of the arena, drinking the Berke given to him by Lan Qi'er's maid, watching the game of this group of students in front of him.

"What? Father, why don't you go and guide your sisters? ”

Lan Qi'er sat next to Sang Zhefeng, enjoying the services of her three maids, and smiled at Sang Zhefeng.

Sang Zhefeng shook his head and said, "No need. ”

Lan Qi'er blinked and smiled.

"Indeed, these guys are not enough to be my sister's opponent."

Sang Zhefeng silently drank the Boke in his hand, then stood up and looked in the direction of the student's entrance, and said, "Kur, their game is about to start." ”

"Ten minutes to go."

Lan Qi'er replied.

As soon as her words fell, Curl and the others walked in through the entrance, and the leader Curl was still looking around. Sanzhefeng waved at her, and Kul saw him all at once, and a smile appeared on his face.

Just as the girl was about to come over, a teenager suddenly walked over and stood in front of Kuer.

Sang Zhefeng frowned slightly, he had seen this young man - to be exact, he had seen this guy in the entry list. That's one of Curle's opponents this time, called Rai, who seems to be a relatively famous genius.

What is he doing there?

Sanzhefeng stood up, then walked over to that side.

Lan Qi'er blinked and said to her maids, "Wait here." ”

Then she also walked over there with Sang Zhefeng.

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"Hello, beautiful magician."

The young man politely said to Ku'er, Ku'er's face was full of doubts, and he asked puzzledly, "Excuse me, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Well, that's right." The young man smiled and said, "We are your opponents in the next game, and I personally want to make a suggestion." ”

With that, he held out a hand to Curl and said, "After the game, Miss Magician, can you have dinner with me?" ”

The young man smiled so much, and Kull was stunned for a moment, and then a strange look appeared on his face.

"That ......" Curl looked at the young man in front of him with some hesitation, and the young man's face was still full of smiles, waiting for Curle's answer.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ku'er's face, and the boy couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face became even bigger.

It looks like there's a play.

But he didn't wait for the answer of the beautiful girl in front of him, but his shoulder was patted, and a somewhat low male voice came from behind him.

"What do you want to do with my daughter?"

The boy was jumped, and his body subconsciously took a step forward, and then he turned back in horror, only to find a man standing behind him.

His mind was a little dull with fright, and he didn't realize what was going on for a while. But the girl over there told him what was going on.

"Daddy."

Seeing Ku'er, he walked to Sang Zhefeng's side with a smile and called out sweetly.

The boy was stunned—he looked back and forth between Kul and Sanzhefeng, his face blank.

If they were brother and sister, then he could have believed - but father and daughter......

Sang Zhefeng glared at him again, and then he was furrowed and retreated. (To be continued.) )