"You don't want to intercede for these people, do you?" Lang returned to his original state, but the qi on his body did not weaken in the slightest, and he looked at Layton vigilantly and asked.

"Haha, Lang, you won't be so naïve as to think that you have how many catties and taels you have, and you dare to say something in front of me, now you will definitely not be able to pass 3 moves in my hands, do you want to have a fight with me."

Layton said unconcernedly, bending down, his fingers just lightly touching Xingyu's clothes, and in a flash of lightning, the clothes turned to ashes.

Lang gritted his teeth and said, "I'm tired today, if you want to, then next time." He turned and led the others towards the door.

"Why, if you hit someone, you slip away, this is not like your style, Lang." Layton pressed his left hand on Xingyu's chest, and a trace of silver lightning rushed into Xingyu's body like a small snake, lying on his stomach with the blood vessels and meridians, and finally all concentrated in the heart.

Although Xingyu was unconscious, a slight tingling, but extremely refreshing pain, surging in his body, like a violent wind and ice rain, smashed violently into a small magma, the hot magma was instantly frozen, and the excited body stopped the crazy shaking pace and lay quietly.

Lang snorted softly in a voice that only he could hear, then quickened his pace, and rushed to the door of the cafeteria almost instantly.

"Poof."

Looking at Lang in the distance, Layton squinted his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a silver flash burst out, and countless lightning bolts were like stars, and the cloth fell into a power grid, blocking the place where Lang and a group of people went.

"Take it out." Layton said leisurely.

"Anything, I didn't take anything from you." Lang turned around, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

"Antidote." Layton crossed his hands in front of his chest and said lightly, "You just hurt him like that." He's Carlo Libao's person, and if you treat him like this, I'm afraid Carlo will be unhappy. ”

"Che, Carlo has gotten more and more eccentric over the years, his team is full of garbage, I really don't know what he wants this waste for." Lang said angrily, although reluctantly, he still obediently threw a pill to Layton and said, "That's it, remove the thunder net." ”

Layton threw the pill in his hand, the corners of his eyes rose slightly, and he curled his lips and said, "How do I know if what you gave is real, what if this pill is fake, Carlo blames it, I can't afford to pay this responsibility, but if there are two." ”

"Damn, is there a fake pill that came out of my hand?" Lang's teeth clenched together. This bell pill, Lang only has five pills in his hand.

"Since you don't want to, then forget it, I'll go and ask your patriarch in person." Layton didn't care.

These days it is forbidden for Lang to use qi excessively, because there is a ritual that is extremely important to him later, and if the patriarch knows that he has wasted his qi in this kind of place, he will definitely be angry to death, and the punishment will be impossible to escape.

Reluctantly, he took out another pill from the chip, threw it to Layton, and said, "I only have two, and I've got them all for you." ”

After the pill was in hand, Layton lifted the thunderbolt curtain just now with a wave of his hand, and then threw a pill to the black hat and said, "Give it to him." ”

As soon as the words fell, countless silver lights flashed in the cafeteria like a dazzling brilliance, and Layton himself disappeared along with the silver light.

If it really comes without a trace, it goes without a trace.

The black hat tossed the pill to Larry, who took it and immediately fed it to Xingyu's mouth.

In the infirmary of the Institute of Literature.

Butterflies and Larry sit in chairs in the hospital room, Larry keeps typing on the screen, and Butterflies stares at each other with her eyes.

"Hey, the last blow was disrupted by the guy named Layton, you can help me see who can win between the two of us in the end." Shan Butterfly asked.

"Wait a minute, I'll see."

Swift fingers fluttered across the screen, and messages appeared from the screen.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

"I'm now using your previous data to make mock battle data, and then guess the outcome based on the data from your last blow, although this is only simulated data, but because all the input data is real, the results are generally not too different."

A bunch of explanations had already made Shan Butterfly a little dizzy, "So who will win?" ”

"See for yourself."

Larry pulled the screen open and enlarged it, revealing several large words, "According to the results of the simulated battle test, the winner is Lang." ”

"What." Shan Butterfly suddenly screamed, "You are a thing, not at all. ”

Larry retracted the screen and said lightly, "You have to know for yourself, and the battle stats between the two of you are very different, I think you should have lost badly, and as far as I can guess, Lang didn't use all his strength." ”

"I didn't use all my strength either." Shan Butterfly crossed Erlang's legs and turned her head.

"According to the show, you used about 80 percent of your strength, and Lang should only use 50 percent at most."

"Go." Coral smacked top of Larry's head and said, "It's nonsense, though, maybe I'm not as good as him, but it's not that bad." ”

"Obviously." Larry rubbed the big bag above his head and said, "According to the simulated battle test, your chance of winning is thirty percent, but twenty-nine points more than a month ago, this is already a good result." ”

"What, it's only 30 percent, I used to be full of confidence at all."

"Your faith comes from the black hat." Larry said lightly.

"Hmph, then you calculate who will win the battle between Black Hat and Lang."

"I don't have a lot of data on black hats here, so I can't count it."

"Cut, it's not much, you're just bluffing."

"I've spent years making this, and you're not allowed to say that."

"It, does it still have a name?" Shan Butterfly said with a blank look.

"Texma, that's what it's called." Larry raised his head and said proudly, "Even in the Institute of Cultural Research, there will never be more than five people who can make this system." ”

"Just blow it."

"I didn't, the current combat system of the Institute of Literature and Research is adapted from this." Larry puffed out his lips and said with an unconvinced look, "If you don't believe me, you go and ask Professor Carlo." ”

"Hmph, I'm not interested in asking about this kind of thing."

Shan Butterfly leaned back in her chair, knowing she was going to lose before the lightning bolt appeared. At that time, Lang's qi had completely suppressed her qi, if it weren't for Renault's appearance, she should be counted as one more person lying in the ward now, but the character of liking to fight and not admitting defeat in her bones made Shan Butterfly never admit defeat in her mouth, even if the situation at that time was repeated again, Shan Butterfly's decision was still the same.

If you haven't fought, you haven't won or lost. Even if you are defeated, there is still a chance to win in the future. To sum up, never admit defeat, both in words and in deeds.