Wu Zhengning and the others were originally dissatisfied with Tang Yiming as the captain of the sword group, and they didn't have this kid's share in terms of age, seniority, and strength, but because the leader didn't say anything, they believed in the leader. The leaders said that this man could do it, and they believed it did. Seeing his tenacious struggle today, the vow to be perfect and to do the best is really respectable and admirable.

"Ayi, that's enough." Wu Zhengning came to Tang Yiming's side, helped him up, and comforted.

Tang Yiming raised his head, his face full of tears.

"I didn't do ......" is not strong enough, hard enough, and not enough to achieve the final effect. I didn't make it to the end, I didn't do my best.

Wu Zhengning understands the persistence in his heart, just like the persistence of practicing archery day and night, the goal in his heart is too far away, even if they try their best, they can only look up.

However, as long as we don't stop, then at least we are on the same road, and we will get closer and closer, and we will not distance each other.

"Ayi, as long as we work hard, then we will always be by his side." Wu Zhengning patted Tang Yiming's shoulder.

"Okay, try, work hard." Tang Yiming wiped away the tears on his face, and his tone was as firm as a vow.

Wu Zhengning helped Tang Yiming off the court, and Guo Kairui soon ushered in the next opponent. Taking advantage of the break, Tang Yiming said to Qin Xinghe.

"Brother Qin, I'm sorry, I didn't do it." His face was full of guilt, and he said, "You have to come on." ”

"Hmm." Qin Xinghe gritted his teeth, this was their goal for themselves. They can't let others say that only the captain of the undead army can get by, and no one else can get by.

At this time, most of the games had results, Qin Xinghe looked at the brothers around him, and basically all of them came back, Huang Zi'an met Shi Zichuan, a fierce general in the army, and returned defeated. This Shi Zichuan was dressed in copper walls and iron sheets, his fists were like the wind, and the weight of the mountains pressed over, and Huang Zi'an had to admit defeat regretfully.

"Gee, why doesn't anyone pay attention to Myron?" Qin Xinghe noticed that there was no Myron, and remembered that he still had a game, and if he didn't come at this time, he must still be on the field. So some people hurried to Myron's side.

Qin Xinghe turned to face his opponent, this person Du Ji was a person under Nie Xiaoyu, his swordsmanship was vast and waveless, surging like a huge wave, Qin Xinghe stood there, feeling that he was facing the vastness of the sea. Qin Xinghe took charge of his own small boat, with a tenacious will, tenacious struggle to ride the wind and waves, and tread the waves in the waves. He persevered, but could not find a way out.

And Myron's side is also at the most critical juncture, there are only two people in this group, as long as they defeat each other, then they can enter the finals, so both of them are full of energy. And he's not without anyone here, Luo San has always been by his side. Luo San didn't participate in any competitions this time, not that he was not strong, nor that he didn't want to share the pressure for Fengli. It's just that it has only been in the Undead Legion for more than a month, and the rest is all learned from other brigades, although it has been greatly improved in Fengli. But in the eyes of others, it is good that he won the others, if he won the original team, what should I say; If you don't win, you will inevitably say that the wind is gone. So he didn't participate in anything.

During this time in the Undead Legion, he played the best game with Myron, why? The two have one thing in common, that is, they first met Fengli. Luo San was a child, and Myron was the first person to follow Feng Li after returning from Jiatu. After this, both discovered each other's persistence. Luo San understood Myron's insistence on entering the finals even if he was killed, so he accompanied him.

Feng Li definitely sees that only someone will trust him and be competent for him, which Myron knows. So since he beat Qin Xinghe and became the vice captain, he has been practicing hard, and before Luo San came, he was definitely the most diligent. Of course, after Luo San came, they were the two most diligent. The road ahead is very long, the road ahead is very difficult, the road ahead is very dangerous, he understands it, so he works hard, earnestly, wants to go all the way and follow. He wants to tell sù Fengli, we follow you, everyone said that we want to live and die together, you take us to work hard, but, please rely on us occasionally, we are also your backing. Now I want to tell you that we have the strength you can rely on, and we have the shoulders that you can also rely on.

Myron's knife followed the path of the previous ruffian, with the ruthlessness of the wind and the practice, the strange line and the swift speed, he defeated the opponent again and again. But in the game, strength is important, and body is also important. Myron doesn't have the strength of Feng Li, he can win one game with lightning speed, and then play another game, he persists with a tenacious will, persists, and works hard, seeing that there is only one last opponent left, how can he allow himself to fall?

But the opponent watched him stand down one by one, knowing that he was the last of the crossbow, and he was trying his best to drive him down. Hmph, Myron looked at his opponent coldly, he was exhausted, and you couldn't be the last straw that overwhelmed you!

The knife in his hand became colder and colder, his heart became more and more calm, he lowered his head and smiled tiredly, and at the moment when the opponent shook his head, the knife slashed into the air and fell, instantly reaching the opponent's chest, looking at the other party stunned, he smiled and sneered.

"I never gave up on the word in my heart." Thinking about it, he added seriously, "There is no competition, there is no battlefield, there is no life, and there is no entire undead army." ”

The other party was so shocked by his solemn tone that he couldn't speak, what kind of person is this? is so tired and speaks so sonorously and powerfully, his eyes are sharp and sharp, even if he is tired, it is like the knife that the master died in battle, and his blood is hot.

After saying this, he bowed to his opponent, then bowed to the sidelines, and left with Luo San's support.

"Is the leader finished?" I didn't ask about any of the battles, I just asked if it was over.

"Not yet." Luo San replied, looked at Myron's point, and walked in that direction. On the way, I met the people who came to greet him, and when I learned that Myron had entered the finals, I wanted to throw him up on the spot, but after Myron severely stopped him, he gave up.

Feng Li didn't meet a strong opponent after Li Jingming, and continued his lightning speed, and before Myron arrived, he saw him smash the last opponent under the sword.

Looking at Myron, who was staggering, he jumped off the field and asked.

"How? Is it okay? Feng Li looked around at Miron and asked Luo San.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Myron patted his chest and said, though his chest was still a little out of breath.

"Okay." Luo San also said softly.

The wind is relieved. He knows that Myron is a man who does things like a brute. Many of the people around him were pulled over by Myron, but he didn't let him be the vice captain, he didn't say anything, just tried to make himself better. At first, he followed him, just to live better in troubled times, but later there were more brothers, and he must have felt a heavy pressure in his heart. Therefore, he fully accepted his arrangement, and he believed that he was for their good and could make their lives better.

Among these brothers, Feng Li believes that except for Luo San, it is Myron who believes in himself the most. Who can take a look, fight a fight and decide to follow wholeheartedly, dead loyalty. Myron is such a person, believe in a person, never regret it, and the scenery after that is a journey that follows all the way.

Feng Li quickly accepted these brothers in a great way, because he agreed with the person Myron, who believed in himself too much. This belief made his cold heart warm, and the trusting gaze made him unbearable to refuse, so he slowly included him in his protective circle, and along with that heart, those brothers were also their responsibility. If you identify with a person, then his business is your own business.

It is precisely because he recognizes that he is a brother, he can't bear him to force himself, and he can't bear to get hurt, just like he can't bear Luo San's embarrassment. But Feng Li didn't know that Myron Luo San was determined to share a qiē with him. Good brothers, go together, and be together through thick and thin for a lifetime.

Everyone came to Qin Xinghe's side together, looking at Qin Xinghe, who was struggling to persevere, and was so anxious that there was nothing they could do.

"The reason why the sea is vast is that it is calm and waveless, and the wind and rain cannot not stop, and when he is powerless to set off the waves, it is when you slay the dragon." Feng Li said this, but it was difficult for Qin Xinghe to do it. He had already played very early, and his body was extremely depleted, and it was very difficult to hold on until he was exhausted in this stormy battle.

But the dawn came very unexpectedly, Du Ji saw that Qin Xinghe couldn't attack for a long time, and the archery became a storm. If someone watched the entire arena and noticed the Undead Legion, then he would definitely warn Du Ji not to fight with the people of the Undead Legion, and not to compare the angle and line offensive tricks with them, but Du Ji didn't know about it.

After seeing Du Ji give up his original playing style of being as calm as the abyss, Qin Xinghe smiled. No one can master the angles and lines better than the leader, so good that it can only be said to be weird, tricky, incredible, and elusive, so you can only lose.

Du Wei looked at the downed sword, and couldn't come back to his senses in a daze, obviously he was still in control of the situation half an hour ago, how could he lose in the blink of an eye. How can it be? How can it be? No one answered him, at least not now?

"Take!" After Qin Xinghe saluted, when he got off the court, the opponent's change of playing style was the biggest concession to him.

When the list of finalists came down, everyone's eyes widened. The results of the undead legion, which had only been established for two months, were too dazzling, five groups entered the competition, one was already the undisputed first, and some people actually reported two and made it to the finals. For a while, the undead army was in the limelight, and everyone in the army was exploring this powerful brigade. You must know that in the army of millions of people, a brigade can send five people to enter the finals, although in fact there are only four participants, the important thing is that their brigade is only about 100 people, and it has only been established for two months, which is quite strong.