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An hour is not too short – it's enough to watch a moderately long episode of a web series, add a few side dishes to our lunch, or make a pot of tea and toast with friends; An hour isn't a long time — it's not enough for us to watch a blockbuster movie, and it's not enough for an exhausted soldier to regain all his strength for the rain of bullets that is about to come.

At this time, Zhang Hu B and Zhang Yin are undoubtedly the latter, for them, this one-hour short rest can be said to be a drop in the bucket, and even one-tenth of the recovery of all physical strength cannot be done.

And these new disciples are not like those elder disciples who can receive the elixir of healing and mana recovery from the hands of the deacon real person every year, all they can do may be to look forward to the next match, and not draw their own .......

They know very well that if they are selected to compete on the stage at this time, even if the opponent is just a powerless old man in the armor, I am afraid that they can easily knock them down and win.

But

The reality often backfires, and the more you are afraid of something, the more it will happen.

When they saw the avatar photo displayed on the big screen on the side of the Qianzi Ring, the hearts of the two of them couldn't help but sink to the bottom at the same time, and even the disciples who were watching couldn't help but sigh helplessly, and most of them were the new disciples wearing Qinglan Taoist uniforms.

There were also some disciples who couldn't wait to look around after seeing the photo of the disciple who was matched, until they found Zhang Hu B sitting in the distance of the ring, and then stopped pointing and talking with interest.

"Heh, huh, hehe, Zhang Yin! It seems that my good luck is to run out of ......", Zhang Hu B felt the gaze around him, turned his head and smiled bitterly at Zhang Yin, who was sitting cross-legged beside him.

Zhang Yin put on a gloating face, looked at Zhang Hu and said with a wicked smile, "Haha, how about Senior Brother Zhang Hu? I'll just say that it won't be me, it seems that this time you will be martial arts, you are destined to stop at the seventh place, if you want me to say that you should not go on stage, anyway, you are not the opponent of Uncle Baoqiang."

Zhang Hu B didn't get angry when he heard Zhang Yin say this, he supported the ground with one hand, slowly stood up, and said noncommittally, "Cut, how can you know ...... if you don't try."

As he spoke, he was about to step into the ring, but as soon as he took a step, his feet were weak and he almost fell, but fortunately, Zhang Yin found it in time and got up to hold him.

"What's the matter, Brother Tiger, are you fierce? No, don't hold on!", Zhang Yin said.

Zhang Hu B held the other party's shoulders and moved his legs and feet a few times, "It's not that I'm violent, my legs are a little numb." Don't forget that my name is Zhang Hu, and I am also a mountain tiger, even if I can only win the seventh, I have to take it hard...... Let's go, help me to the stage first!"

Zhang Yin saw the serious expression on Zhang Hu's face that he had never had before, and knew that the other party had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more, and slowly walked towards the Qianzi ring with his arms.

Those disciples who were still discussing whether Zhang Hu would give up the competition directly just now immediately closed their mouths when they saw the two of them coming, and at the same time consciously stepped back, watching the two of them walk towards the ring.

And Yu Lan had already jumped into the ring when Zhang Yang, the senior brother of Longhu Mountain, announced the battle information, and was also condescending at this time, looking at Zhang Hu and Zhang Yin who walked through the crowd to his location, watching him struggle to get into the ring with the help of Zhang Yin, and an indescribable feeling emerged in his heart.

Lingquan Zhenren, who was standing in the corner of the Qianzi ring, was expressionless and half-squinted his glasses, looking drowsy, until Zhang Hu stepped into the ring and bowed to him, then his eyelids moved slightly and said, "Poor Dao's next words are straight again. As he spoke, Lingquan Zhenren slowly opened his eyes, "........ Do you two want to give up the game? If you want to admit defeat, it's too late to say it now!"

Everyone present could hear it, and this sentence was clearly said to Zhang Hu alone, which made him the focus of attention again.

However, Zhang Hu only shook his head silently, still without the slightest intention of retreating.

Seeing this, Lingquan Zhenren nodded, and then shook his head again, "In that case, the two of you should do it yourself!

After hearing Lingquan's order, Yu Lan did not start acting immediately, and Zhang Hu just watched Yu Lan quietly and did not make any other moves.

The two of them looked at each other like this for a long time before Zhang Hu took the lead in breaking the silence, "Senior Uncle Baoqiang, aren't you going to do it?

Hearing this, Yu Lan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Brother Zhang Hu misunderstood, how could I have that kind of arrogant idea, it's just that your competition just now has hurt your vitality, and I always feel a little invincible if I do it now." ”

Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled, "Haha, so that's the case." Since I, Zhang Hu, dared to come to the stage to fight, I naturally had already realized it. Uncle Shi just made a move. ”

"How's that going to work...... I'm OK."

Before Yu Lan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Hu's excited words, "Uncle Baoqiang, if you really look up to me Zhang Hu, then use your real skills to defeat me, so that you can be regarded as respecting me." ”

Zhang Yin and many junior disciples in the audience couldn't help but be moved by him when they heard this.

After Yu Lan was silent for a moment, he said with a solemn expression: "Okay, since Brother Zhang Hu is so arrogant, it will be too bad for me to go down to my mother-in-law, so I will use my real skills to live with my brother." ”

Zhang Hu bowed down with a solemn expression and said, "Please also ask Uncle Shi for advice!" After speaking, he cheered up and sealed his hands and carried the golden light spell.

Yu Lan, who was standing on the opposite side, did not respond with the Clearing Spirit Talisman as before, but also sealed and chanted the incantation under the surprised gaze of the disciples in the audience, and within a moment, the wind and rain on his body were impenetrable with a layer of condensed golden light that far surpassed Zhang Hu's.

Such a dazzling sight naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the disciples in the audience, and a sharp-eyed elder disciple exclaimed almost at the same time as Yu Lan's spell was completed, "Look, that Senior Brother Baoqiang is also a second-layer Golden Light Mantra master!"

This scene surprised the disciples who originally thought that Yu Lan was a disciple who did not learn and did not know how to do it, and at the same time had a new judgment on Yu Lan's previous behavior.

Zhang Hu at the other end of the ring was not able to complete the spell until the moment when the disciples in the audience exclaimed, and a thin layer of golden light lit up on his body, flickering with a faint light, as if he would collapse and disappear at any time.

But Zhang Hu turned a blind eye to all this, and struggled to take a posture to fight, looking at Yu Lan with a resolute face.

The disciples watching the battle in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath, and at this moment, the entire square fell silent.

Suddenly, a golden light swept through Zhang Hu's eyes, and a wisp of wind blew the hair of his sideburns

, and then his eyes were black and he didn't wake up in the world.

"So fast!"

This was the only thought that flashed through Zhang Hu's mind before he fell unconscious.