Ivy understood that several tornadoes gradually appeared in the storm, although they did not have the power of the wind dragon, but they also had more control than before, and if one day, she could transform the tornado into an existence similar to the wind dragon, and the "wind tornado" could be promoted to the final level of spells.

Tang Lang waited until the other party mastered the new changes before slowly withdrawing from the storm, he was not completely helpful, through a comprehensive analysis of the "wind and dust", his thunder dragon palm also had more understanding.

After a while, Ivy also woke up from her epiphany, and when she saw Tang Lang's clear gaze, she couldn't help but feel a little flustered, the two comprehended each other's joint attack skills, which was equivalent to completely intertwining some of her thoughts, and that feeling of fascination made her a little nostalgic.

"Hey, are you okay, did you consume too much thought just now and need to take a break?" Tang Lang shook her hand vigorously in front of Ivy before she came back to her senses.

"I ...... I'm fine!Tang Lang, how do you know this?" Ivy didn't dare to dig any further, and quickly changed the subject.

"Oh! this, I haven't studied it either, but I just felt that your spell gave me a familiar taste, and I found some tricks unconsciously!" Tang Lang was actually analyzing the spiritual power of the other party's spell through the system, coupled with his own understanding of the wind dragon, this was the only way to find the fusion technique in a moment, and it was so easy to change to other spells.

But when these words heard Aiwei's ears, they were tantamount to unfathomable, and even her voice became soft: "That's it! Tang Lang, you are too powerful, I have never heard of someone who can teach people to comprehend spells like this...... Could it be ......"

Ivy almost jumped out of the words "destined", and suddenly she was so ashamed that she blushed, Tang Lang didn't notice this detail, and laughed: "Am I that kind of genius? I'm not a genius, I'm a demon, a demon who makes others envious and jealous!"

"Stupid!" Ivy frowned slightly, scolding in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Tang Lang didn't hear clearly.

Ivy shook her head and said, "It's nothing! I said it's not early, we have to play tomorrow, let's rest quickly!

"Of course it's to rest separately, is it possible to stay together? Isn't it, Sister Aiwei, it's just that we have studied the combined attack technique together, and you want to make a promise to each other!" Tang Lang was in a good mood and teased a few words.

Who knew that Ivy was like a cat and beast that had been stepped on by the tail, and was furious: "You only promised with your body, and your whole family promised with your body!

Tang Lang was kicked out of the official residence, and he was still muttering along the way: "This woman, turning her face is faster than turning a book! I don't know how to offend her, I can't make a joke, it's true!"

Until the next day, when they met again in the ring stand outside the city, Ai Wei still had a black face, and Tang Lang didn't pay much attention to taking the initiative to speak, so he could only roughly talk to Nie Tianlu about his thoughts, and then Nie Tianlu told Ai Wei that the division of labor in the group was finally reluctantly arranged.

Aware of the changes in the format and the excitement of the previous day's game, there were many more people who came to watch the game than the day before, and every seat was full, and even the corridors and aisles were temporarily equipped with additional benches.

Yin Tairan didn't talk nonsense, and directly announced the rules of the second round of the competition: three people from each group obtained the day before

Form a temporary team, a total of six groups, draw lots to determine the opponent, two groups enter a formation space, complete a specified task, the first to complete the task or defeat all the members of the opposing team are considered to win.

The formation mage of the county guard mansion was busy all night, not only recovering all the formation space of the previous day, but also increasing the internal space several times, reaching a width of nearly 100 miles, and the rules announced by Yin Tairan were also more complicated, no longer a simple fight and confrontation, but closer to the direction of actual combat, testing the tacit understanding between the team members.

"Sister Aiwei, why don't you go to the lottery on our behalf?" Tang Lang asked cautiously.

But there was no reaction from the other party.

Tang Lang turned to Nie Tianlu and said, "Brother Tianlu, why don't you go and draw lots, my hands are a little back, and I can't draw any good lots!"

Nie Tianlu nodded in agreement, and was about to go over, but was stopped by Ai Wei: "You go to draw lots?

Nie Tianlu was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Tang Lang, and helplessly spread his hands and retreated.

"Or Sister Ai Wei take a trip?" Tang Lang tried to communicate again.

The other party still ignored it.

Tang Lang looked at Nie Tianlu again, and let him smile bitterly: "Don't play with me anymore! One let me go, and the other won't let me go!

Tang Lang had no choice but to participate in the lottery by himself, and after the friction just now, he was the only one left in the six groups of representatives, but Yin Tairan did not have any dissatisfaction, but instead bowed his head to him.

"When everyone arrives, let's start drawing lots!" Yin Tairan threw out a shiny round ball with six holes in it, just enough to fit into the palm of one hand.

Yin Tairan held the ball in his hand and explained, "This is a spiritual weapon created overnight, which can shield anyone's mind from prying eyes, not even me. Each of you will put a hand into the ball, and I will turn the mechanism inside the ball, and one of the balls will fall into your hands, and the number on the ball is the result of your match. Do you understand?"

Tang Lang had time to look at the people who participated in the lottery, Yan Xingjian, Wu Huazang, Zhuang Tianrui, Pang Qishui, and Houfeng, and found that except for Yu Mingda and the other female Sang Anna among the Eight Masters, all of them were present, and there was only one newcomer.

The six of them put their hands into the ball, Yin Tairan pressed it on the top of the ball, and something rumbled inside and began to rotate, and the entire ball also emitted a sky-high light, and all this was projected on the light curtain by the formation, and tens of thousands of spectators all grew their eyes and waited for the result of the draw.

After counting the breaths, the light of the ball gradually dimmed, and with a "pop", something seemed to be bounced off inside, and then a cold ball fell into Tang Lang's palm, and he took out his palm to take a look, there was a number "two" written on it, and the other five people's balls also had corresponding numbers on them.

Tang Lang hurriedly looked at Zhuang Tianrui, the number in the opponent's small ball was "three", which made him a lot easier.

"Your game will stop here, I will defeat you with my own hands, shame on you!" A cold voice sounded from the side, it was Pang Qishui, who had failed in the wine fight at the previous dinner party.

"Yes, do you want to bet on something? How about ten medals? Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, you don't seem to have ten medals!" Tang Lang would never let go of the opportunity to ridicule his opponent, let alone this kind of guy who took the initiative to jump out and let him step on it.

"Die

Didn't you get to know my team members in advance? I'm on the same team as Sang Anna, and the other member, Ye Li, is also a master of Rusui City, a seven-rank martial artist, and he is only separated from the eight masters. It can be said that except for Zhuang Tianrui's team, the strength of our group is the strongest!"

Pang Qishui said proudly, Tang Lang deliberately showed a frightened expression: "People are so scared! It sounds very powerful, although I haven't seen the two of them, but they are indeed extraordinary, fortunately!"

"Fortunately what?" Pang Shuiqi listened to his preface and afterword, a little inexplicable.

Tang Lang pointed at the other party with his finger and said with a smile: "Fortunately, they have you as a drag, otherwise it would be a bit difficult to defeat!"

"You ......" Pang Shuiqi wanted to beat the hateful face in front of him with an iron fist on the spot, but the county guard was also beside him, so he couldn't get into trouble, and snorted coldly: "Let you be arrogant for a while, and wait until the game wants you to look good!"

After some unnutritious scolding, Tang Lang returned to Ai Wei and Nie Tianlu with the results of the lottery, and before he could speak, he was questioned by Ai Wei: "Why don't you come back quickly after the lottery?"

I wanted to tell the truth, but Tang Lang saw that Ai Wei was still puffing up, so he wanted to tease her: "That Pang Shuiqi is arguing with me about who is the most powerful and the most beautiful woman among the eight masters!

Ivy was immediately drawn to this aspect, and asked with wide eyes, "Did he really say that?"

"I said that among the eight outstanding women, of course, our Sister Ai Wei is the most powerful! Not only is she beautiful and moving, but her spells are also very powerful, the key is that our Sister Ai Wei is a magic master, and that Sang Anna is a martial artist. Girls, of course Sven is a little better, when a martial artist fights and kills people all day long, it's not appropriate!"

Tang Lang deliberately exaggerated, but Ai Wei still felt happy in her heart when she heard it, and said with a smile: "You really think so?"

"I don't seem to have offended the two of you, I don't know why you have to orchestrate me behind your back!" A cold voice sounded behind the two of them, Pang Shuiqi stood next to a tall, explosive long-legged woman, it was the other woman in the Eight Masters, Sang Anna from Shuilu City.

Ivy and Sang Anna are also old acquaintances, but the two have no deep friendship, and in the past, about the only two women in the eight masters, similar topics of comparison have been debated endlessly, and there is no conclusion, and today it was mentioned by Tang Lang in person, and a quarrel is about to break out.

"Wait!" Tang Lang took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Sang Anna, it's me who is wrong, I shouldn't have argued with Pang Shuiqi just now about the topic of which of the eight masters and the two sisters is strong or weak, the main reason is that he actually has some wrong thoughts about the two of them, which is really incompatible!"

"You...... Where did I say that there was anything wrong with me!" Pang Shuiqi was framed in front of him, and he wanted to rush up and strangle Tang Lang.

Tang Lang said disdainfully: "Dare not say it! Both of them are such excellent women, and there is nothing to be embarrassed to admit if they have some admiration!"

Ivy already had some strange feelings for Tang Lang, and when she heard this, she showed a rare twisted look, and Sang Anna also stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and there was no displeasure.