Zhao Fei barely got up from the ground with a "hum" sound, didn't dare to raise his head, stumbled out of the room, Tang Lang came back to his senses, sat on the ground, pointed at the person and scolded: "Dali, you guy's injuries are not good, what are you doing back to the dormitory?"

The person who came was Jiang Dali, with some white cloth wrapped around his waist, a cane in his right hand, looking at Tang Lang with a strange face, and said with a smile: "Who was that girl just now? ”

"It's Filipino!" Tang Lang got up from the ground and handed over a chair for Jiang Dali to sit down and speak.

"What, Feiyu?" Jiang Dali asked with a suspicious face, "Tang Lang, are you stupid with a head injury?" Feiyu is our good brother, not a girl!"

Tang Lang was helpless, and told the situation just now, Jiang Dali showed a look of admiration: "Tang Lang, now you have peach blossom luck! What do you guess I came back for? I asked you to help Senior Sister Zilan!"

"Senior Sister Zilan?" Tang Lang saw Shen Zilan's shadow appear in front of him, and then Zhao Feiyu's shy and lovely appearance just now also appeared in his mind, and the two figures flashed alternately, making him feel uneasy, and he shook his head a few times before he could barely suppress these thoughts.

Tang Lang Zhengse said: "Vigorously, the academy competition is about to start, the mentor asked me to come forward to form the Canglei team, do you want to join, go with me to meet the geniuses of the major academies, and take them all down one by one!"

Jiang Dali was excited for a while, and then said gloomily: "Tang Lang, of course I want to participate, but I can't do it, I have been so seriously injured in Jianlong Academy, I can't hold you back." ”

Tang Lang smiled and slapped Jiang Dali on the shoulder: "Dali, you don't have to worry about this." There are still a few months to go, as long as you can endure hardships, I will keep you to improve your strength, and you are not unqualified, but you have been lacking enough experience, I believe you will be able to. ”

Jiang vigorously scratched the back of his head and laughed a few times: "Tang Lang, since you can look at me, what do I have to be afraid of, I am not afraid of hardship, as long as I can improve my strength, I have no problem training me!"

The two talked a few more words, Tang Lang sent Jiang Dali to hurry back to the medical room to continue his cultivation, and replied to Shen Zilan that he would be busy with the selection of team members in the near future, and he would go to her when he was free, and he would go to the cafeteria to eat something at will, and he continued to fall asleep all afternoon, and finally recovered his spirits.

Throughout the night, Tang Lang was running the "Meditation Method" and the Spirit Gathering Array to increase his spiritual power, and at the same time, he was constantly honing his own method of controlling the spell, although there was a system to rely on, but in front of everyone, it was even more foolproof to really master the spell.

But the next day, Ji Fengyu was asked to select the students, Tang Lang didn't dare to work too hard, and waited until after dawn in the early morning, after some outdoor activities, and walked along the path towards the tutor's residence.

Tapping the door a few times, but the tutor did not respond, Tang Lang found that the door was not locked, just a cover-up, gently pushed, and called out: "Mentor, are you there?"

The tutor's room was dark, the curtains were closed, and a figure was sitting at the table in front of the window.

"Mentor, why didn't you open the window to ventilate this early morning and make the room so dark!" Tang Lang didn't think much about it, approached the room, and prepared to open the curtains.

"Stop!" a low and hoarse voice came, this person was definitely not Ji Fengyu.

"Who are you, why are you staying in my mentor's room?" Tang Lang jumped back, staring at the other party as if he was facing a great enemy, his body was already full of strength, ready to strike at any time.

The black shadow flipped his fingers, popped out a spark, lit the candlestick on the table, the dim candlelight made the room a little brighter, Tang Lang saw that the black shadow was covered by a black robe all over his body, revealing only a pair of deep eyes.

"Who is Your Excellency? Where did you get my mentor? This is Canglei Academy, surrounded by academy masters, as long as I shout, you have no chance to escape. It's better to hand over my mentor and let you go!" Tang Lang felt the momentum of the other party, and after weighing the pros and cons, he said an appropriate remark, not only not to provoke the other party, but also to show his confidence.

The black-clothed man on the opposite side didn't move, didn't make a sound, just stared at him with his eyes, and the momentum on his body was several times greater, and the coercion like a tide pressed towards Tang Lang. Tang Lang felt as if he was swept by a huge wave, and his feet emitted strength to nail his body firmly to the ground, and the bones all over his body made a fine "click" sound, and he almost fell to the ground with his head.

When he couldn't hold on, a big hand appeared behind Tang Lang, held his waist steadily, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, where can this kid stand your momentum, his injury will not be long after, and if he is injured again, he will lose his vitality." ”

The man in black nodded slightly, calm returned to the room, Ji Fengyu walked out from behind Tang Lang, and said to the man in black: "Teacher, this kid will be entrusted to you, and his team members will also trouble you for special training!"

Tang Lang asked Ji Fengyu what the situation was with his eyes, and the other party didn't answer, just waiting for the reply from the man in black. After a few breaths, the man in black got up from the chair, and still said in a deep voice: "The old man instructs once a week, whether it can be done depends on their own will, if they can't hold on, they will be sent to death." ”

The man in black didn't care about the reactions of the two, and walked straight out of the room, until his voice disappeared, Tang Lang couldn't wait to ask: "Mentor, what kind of person is this, so mysterious, why do you call him teacher......?"

"Don't guess his identity. You just need to know that this is the special training teacher I invited for you and your teammates, and it is definitely not comparable to anyone in the academy. He is willing to promise to give you a point or two, which is your creation. Don't dwell on this matter anymore, follow me to the school room to select the team members. ”

Ji Fengyu didn't say more, he dragged him out, and Tang Lang could only temporarily suppress his curiosity about the man in black, but for some reason there was always a familiar feeling in his heart.

On the way, Ji Fengyu briefly described the competition system of the competition: the competition needs to be tested in both individual competition and team competition. The individual competition is to register as an individual student, conduct a knockout round, and finally determine the top ten, and all of them who can get the title of the top ten are the geniuses of Tianzhong, and the team competition is to take the team of each academy as a unit, conduct one-on-one, two-to-two competitions, and distinguish the martial artist against the martial artist, the spell against the curse, the martial artist and the spell to fight together several different competition systems, and finally determine the ranking between the teams with the cumulative points of each competition.

Since there are more than ten competitions before and after the competition, no matter how powerful a genius is, there is no guarantee that he will not be injured, so each squad must have reserve players in addition to the main force, and also take into account various types and styles, plus the doctors accompanying the team, etc., which is really a difficult job.

Tang Lang originally thought that it was just an easy job to pick a few students, but when he heard Ji Fengyu finish speaking, he almost fell to the ground......

Opening the door of the student registration room, Tang Lang looked even more depressed, looking around, all of them were neat display cases, which were densely packed with thick student registration files, it is said that since the establishment of Canglei Academy, all the student information has been stored here.

I didn't know where to start, Lin Xingxue, the administrator of the student registration room, introduced to the two: "The student information you want is in the cabinet on the far right, I'll take you there." Be careful when you look through it, don't mess with me, I'm the only one to take care of such a large school room......"

Looking from behind, Lin Xingxue's messy long hair was tied behind his head by a hemp rope, he was wearing a blue robe, his hair had already been washed white, and his body was slightly stiff, chattering as he walked, as if he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and wanted to pour out all the words full of his stomach.

The three of them walked to the corresponding position and stopped, Lin Xingxue was still chattering and didn't know what to do, Tang Lang watched in detail, there was a row of small characters marked on the side of the cabinet, with the words "Canglei 366th", "Canglei 365th" and so on, and there were signs like "Junior Martial Arts Class" and "Elementary Spell Class" on the horizontal row of the cabinet, which were clear and clear at a glance.

Tang Lang couldn't help but be curious, found the corresponding student file of his class, and looked through the records about himself: "Tang Lang, the grandson of the janitor of the academy, the first in the final test of the junior class, was included in the disciple by Tutor Ji Fengyu, and has been promoted to the intermediate martial arts class, and at the same time takes the primary spell class. The recent record is to challenge five people from Jianlong Academy alone, and ...... injured"

The last few ink strokes were fresh, obviously they had just been added not long ago, Tang Lang secretly thought that the information update of the academy was also very fast, so he turned his head to Lin Xingxue and asked: "Director Lin, I want to find a few students with outstanding strength to prepare to participate in the academy competition, I wonder if you have any suitable recommendations?"

"The Academy Competition! Let me think about it, participating in this event is a bit dangerous, I think about it back then......" Lin Xingxue didn't say a word, and it turned into a memory of the past.

Ji Fengyu also smiled bitterly on the side: "Tang Lang, you better find it yourself! Lao Lin often talks to himself like this, as long as no one interrupts, he can't stop for a few hours." ”

Tang Lang had no choice but to look through the information of the student registration one by one, and when he met the student he was interested in, he first wrote down the name of the other party, and it took more than an hour to roughly read the information of the intermediate and junior classes, and pick out twenty or thirty alternative team members.

Tang Lang turned his sour neck, only to realize that Ji Fengyu had long since disappeared, and Lin Xingxue was still nagging on the side: "I just said that the competition ten years ago, our academy can be said to be a failure, not only the ranking is extremely poor, even the students who participated were seriously injured, and one of them was abolished, if you want me to say, it's better not to participate in this competition......