The competition stipulates that the maximum level of students who sign up for the competition cannot exceed five pins, so many subtle moves cannot be carried out. But this can't stop the footsteps of a few talented people, who either study how to condense spiritual power, or practice advanced skills, or both.

The battle in the ring of the Huang Group is one of the representatives: Zhuo Haiyue on Jin Tao's side uses mid-level martial arts to exert great power;

After continuing to stalemate the tea kung fu, the situation on the stage has changed again, Zhuo Hai has maintained the berserk martial art-Foehn Fire Axe, the spiritual power consumption is too rapid, and the speed of the attack has slowed down, and the iron shield in Jiang Dali's hand is only less than half of the area, and the entire left arm has been seriously burned, but he still holds on with a strong will, without any wavering look.

"Dali, your performance is already very good, don't insist anymore, stop quickly!" Tang Lang saw it clearly, and kept shouting for him to let go and admit defeat, but Jiang Dali never gave up.

The tragic situation in the ring of the yellow group made many people cast their eyes on, and even the Tianqing Emperor Zhao Tianze in the stands took the initiative to ask: "This person is good, what is the origin?"

After reading the information of the competition, the attendant on the side replied respectfully: "It's a student from Canglei, named Jiang Dali, a five-rank martial artist, and a blacksmith in Canglei City, who is innocent. ”

"Oh! I will tell someone to pass the word that after graduation, I can come to be the emperor's guard. ”

The emperor's guards are generally selected from the disciples of high-ranking officials and nobles, once selected, they have the opportunity to soar, as long as they are conscientious for several years, after retiring, they can at least serve as the city lord and enter the middle and upper echelons of the political circles of the Tianqing Kingdom.

And Jiang Dali didn't know about this, he continued to maintain the mountain shield, and his right arm began to be a little sour because of the continuous swing of the Wan Jun Slash, but he saw that the opponent's movements were getting slower and slower, and he was still shouting in his heart: "One more moment, one more moment will win!"

The character of cultivating hardships and standing hard work was finally brought into full play at this time, and the fierce and abnormal Zhuo Hai finally stopped, half-kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath, and the surging flames were gradually extinguished.

"Canglei's garbage, obviously can't beat me, why do you have to resist? Is it worth it to get yourself bruised?"

"You don't understand! Tang Lang is my good brother, this point is very important to him, I want to help him!" Jiang Dali's eyes were as firm as ever.

"With your current state, you still want to win, at most you will lose with three axes!"

"You're talking a lot again!"

Zhuo Hai was so choked that he almost turned his back, and a flame came out of his body again, but it was quickly extinguished again.

"Why don't we count this game as a draw? It's not good for everyone to fight any longer, what?"

"Okay!" Jiang Dali remembered Tang Lang's instructions, and he didn't want to consume too much, so he withdrew the mountain shield, and the mutation protruded.

Zhuo Hai suddenly rubbed his body and pounced, raised his iron axe and slashed it down, and sneered: "Stupid, you deserve to die if you trust others so easily!"

"Vigorously, be careful!" the thunderbolt exclaimed.

Jiang Dali knew that something was wrong, but it was too late to show his martial arts, so he could only put his sword and shield together in one place, squatting on his side, and preparing to resist a hard blow.

With a loud sound of the "bell", Jiang Dali's iron shield was already broken, and it suddenly became fragmented under the heavy blow, fortunately, he put the wide-backed broadsword flat underneath to block the axe blade, but even so, he was still repelled by the huge force from the iron axe, and he couldn't hold it until the edge of the ring, and finally fell from above.

No matter how despicable Zhuo Hai's methods are, if someone falls from the ring, even if he loses, the result will be announced immediately: "In the first game of the second round of the yellow group, Jin Tao wins one game and accumulates one point!"

Fortunately, Jiang Dali, who fell into the dust, quickly turned over and got up, Tang Lang rushed to the side, and before he had time to check the injury, he heard him say: "Tang Lang, I'm sorry, this point is still lost!"

Tang Langfei generally released a few Guiyuan spells to Jiang Dali's injured arm, and then hugged the other party tightly in his arms: "Good brother, you have done a good job, leave the rest to us, hurry up and find Doctor Shu for treatment." ”

At this time, Zhuo Hai also happily walked down from the ring, and when he saw the two of them, he couldn't help but laugh: "Canglei's garbage, it's lucky! ”

"Hurt my brother, I will make you pay, I originally thought that I was exerting force in the back, but now that you provoke me, Jin Tao's good luck will end here!" Tang Lang only felt that blood was gushing on his head, and he couldn't wait to beat Zhuo Hai on the spot.

"Haha, I was actually threatened by the garbage of Canglei! I want revenge, you are still far away, and I am an enemy, I will let you know what regret is!" Zhuo Hai didn't take Tang Lang in his eyes at all.

Tang Lang no longer entangled with him, helped Jiang Dali back, and said to all the team members: "I want to avenge Dali! I will fight with Filipino in a while, Filipino Yu as long as he takes care of himself, the opponent will be handed over to me, and in the third game, Xinjue and Wen Bai must also attack with all their strength to take down Jin Tao! I want everyone to know that my Tang Lang's brother can't be bullied casually!"

Jiang Dali's popularity is the best, the team members were all angered by Zhuo Hai's despicable behavior, Tang Lang was even more angry, and as soon as the arbitrator announced that he was ready to play, he rushed to the ring with Zhao Feiyu and stared at the two spell apprentices of Jintao Academy viciously, making the two of them a little frightened.

"We're all angry when we get hurt, but you can't mess around, you still have to be careful for a while, you know?" Zhao Feiyu said timidly behind him.

Tang Lang held back his anger and said as calmly as possible: "Filipino, don't worry, I have a number! You take care of yourself and see how I clean them up!"

The arbitration immediately announced the start of the second match, Tang Lang pounced like a vicious tiger, and the two Jin Tao's spell apprentices hurriedly retreated, but they were not completely panicked, and sent fireballs and water arrows in their hands to block him.

Tang Lang didn't dodge or dodge, shuttled out from the dense attack, and smashed all the mortal-level spells he mastered towards his opponent like a torrential rain, and the entire ring seemed to be lit with brilliant fireworks, enveloping the two Jin Tao's spell apprentices in the middle, each of them was hit by at least a dozen spells, and he fainted without even raising his hand to admit defeat.

Tang Lang was still puzzled, he used all his spiritual power, threw out a flying flower spell, and the storm swept the sharp petals and the two opponents into the air, if he didn't want to get into trouble, he controlled the power of the spell at the last moment, although the two Jin Tao students were cut by the petals, but they did not hurt the roots.

The arbitrator said in a deep voice: "Boy, stop at the right time if you know each other, otherwise I will definitely disqualify you!"

"I'm not a cruel and indiscriminate killer, but whoever provokes me will definitely have to pay for it!" Tang Lang's tone was still tough, and he didn't give the arbitrator any face.

"Hmph!" the arbitrator snorted coldly, and then announced: "In the second game of the second round of the yellow group, Cang Lei wins one game and accumulates one point!"

Zhuo Hai had already taken the pill to restore his spiritual power, and when he saw Tang Lang's second crushing victory, he showed even more resentful eyes, and invited the team doctor to let him recover at any cost with the Life Soul Curse, and he was ready to play in person in the last game.

"Canglei Academy, Jin Tao proposed that the last game needs to be replaced, do you agree?" an arbitrator came over and asked Tang Lang's opinion.

"Hmm, how are they going to be replaced?" Tang Lang guessed a possible answer in his heart, but it still needed to be confirmed by arbitration.

The arbitrator continued: "In the last game, Jin Tao's captain Zhuo Hai will replace the original team members, but you need to ask for your consent!"

Li Xinjue preemptively said: "No! We don't agree! Tang Lang, don't be rash, Wen Bai and I have a great chance of winning this game, and we have a good chance of directly entering the top four!"

Tang Lang's face was solemn, and he patted him on the shoulder: "Xinjue, I know what you said." But I still have to be willful, I can't let Zhuo Hai go easily, I want to defeat him with my own hands!"

"Why, I know that you don't dare to let me play! Because none of you are my opponent at all! It's better to do this, I promise you one condition, if I lose this game, I will apologize to that kid in person!"

"Captain, don't be fooled, you are deliberately provoking you!" Li Xinjue was afraid of Tang Lang's impulsiveness, so he hurriedly reminded.

Tang Lang stared at Zhuo Hai for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Remember, his name is Jiang Dali, and he is my good brother Tang Lang! I can promise you, but I still have two conditions!"

"Say, what are the two conditions! As long as it's not outrageous, I promise!" Zhuo Hai was a little overjoyed.

Tang Lang said to the arbitrator on the side: "If you want to change people in the last game, you will change them together, Jin Tao will send Zhuo Hai to fight, and Canglei will naturally face it by me!"

"Ha, I heard you right, you fight against me, although you are a fellow martial artist, but you are only a Jiupin apprentice, if you want to fight against me, it is better to admit defeat directly!" Zhuo Hai couldn't believe his ears.

Tang Lang continued: "You don't have to worry about this! At the same time, I hope that this match will be replaced by a one-on-one battle between the two of us!"

The arbitrator frowned, a little embarrassed: "There is no problem for the two sides to change at the same time, but to change the way of playing, this needs to be asked for instructions, after all, the way of each game is decided by drawing lots in advance, and it is not easy to change it at will." ”

"Then please ask for instructions from the arbitrator!"

The arbitration hurried away, Tang Lang turned to Zhuo Hai and said his second request word by word: "In this game, if you lose, not only must you apologize vigorously in public, but also automatically withdraw from the following games, do you dare?"

When Zhuo Hai heard this, his face changed greatly: "You actually want me to withdraw from the competition!" ”

"Then let's do it, no matter who loses this game, they will automatically quit! Are you satisfied now?" Tang Lang pressed step by step.

Zhuo Hai saw that Tang Lang didn't seem to be a fake, so he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, the loser will retire!"