However.

It turns out that in most cases.

There is no problem with the strength division of red envelopes.

At least after Li Xiang played three games except for the B level, he didn't find anything special.

That is, the first grade is more powerful than the second grade.

Compared to the D and C grades, it is much easier to fight.

Li Xiang personally feels that these junior students of Qingcheng University are not very good.

It's no different from the C-level students in the academy.

At most, the level is a few levels higher, and there are a few more moves.

These are the perks that time brings to them, and other than that, nothing is remarkable.

Combat experience is also not sophisticated.

And Li Xiang is not the only one who has this kind of thought.

"I feel like we might be wrong about the battalion commander, he really wants to give out red envelopes."

Qu Sheng held four pieces of waste paper in his hand, these were the opponents he had finished, "I don't feel good, it's not challenging." ”

"I think so too."

Yang Tianwang raised his hand, and then lowered his voice, "The opponents have a little water, it's better to pay them, I already knew that I would take a little more, and I didn't even get ten full." ”

Basically, most people are frightened by the high cost of failure.

Including Li Xiang.

So people like him who have taken ten red envelopes, it is said that there are only three people who add Song Wei.

The last one is Wu Ruoxue from Class 5, the earliest B-level female student, and the trump card is the one from Xishi Hairen.

Even Fang Yu only took eight salaries, and Luo Dayou took seven.

It can be seen how much psychological shadow Xiang Yangwei has left on them with the prestige that he has erected in the past six months, as well as the kung fu of tossing people.

I didn't expect the thunder to be loud and the rain to be small.

Fooled!

I was really fooled by him!

Qu Sheng and Yang Tianwang were heartbroken to protect their hearts, in the end, there were still pits in this competition, and they were still digging in such strange places.

It's so angry.

I knew how good it would be to get ten red envelopes.

The more they thought about it, the more angry they became, and whispered about Xiang Yangwei's long-term digging behavior.

If you have the ability, you can speak loudly.

Li Xiang rolled his eyes and drank slowly with a can of coffee in his hand.

At this time, they were resting outside the battlefield, waiting for the remaining three people by the way.

There are a lot of people who come and go around, and they are full of curious Qingcheng college students.

Tell the truth.

The overall feeling of this day made him have similar thoughts.

But this kind of thing can't be completely blamed on Xiang Yangwei, they themselves are too unconfident in their own strength, which is also part of the reason.

In short, fear of losing.

In the face of hundreds of grade points, these teenagers and girls who could still send grade points to Li Xiang one after another, and they swore not to give up if they didn't win, and they were decisive.

A loss of a few hundred points at a time is too hurtful, and few people can afford this kind of loss.

With a little cowardice, even if it rolls over, it can rise again.

Unexpectedly, he still fell on the road to Yangwei.

The so-called urban routines are deep, I want to go back to the countryside, and the rural roads are also slippery, and the routines are more complicated.

Fortunately, I promised to fight ten games in a row.

Li Xiang was a little lucky, but he was also thinking about A-level people, there should be something.

After all, the third-grader has been in Qingcheng for so long.

What they don't think is good at the moment are all first-graders.

I think when Li Xiang first met the third senior sister, she was only in the third grade.

Now, my sister is about to graduate.

Time flies.

Li Xiang was thinking about life here, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Song Yu coming from a distance.

The white-haired boy was surrounded by a few girls with mobile phones and kept talking something.

Oh roar?

Okay, boy! It's only the first day, and someone has come to ask for contact information?

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows, saying that since he entered the academy, nothing like this has happened.

So much so that he was about to forget, the fear of being once dominated by love letters belonging to Song Ji, at that time he was almost indistinguishable from the post office.

Distance.

Song Wei said something to those girls with a serious face, and they left in a daze.

"It's so popular, Brother Ji."

Li Xiang walked over with a grin, "It's a pity that you don't get the hang of it, or do you have a fiancée?" Finger belly for marriage? ”

Song Yu glanced at him, "Look less, read more serious books." ”

"You don't know what books I read every day?"

Li Xiang shrugged his shoulders and changed his tone, "You played five games today, right?" Three Bs and two Ds, how does it feel? ”

As the person who has played the most B-level matches at present, he definitely knows the most about the level of Qingcheng University students.

If you convert it, you may be able to estimate the strength of the A-class.

"It's okay, it's in line with their grade."

Song Ji is not salty or indifferent.

“…… You know that's not what I want to hear. ”

The corners of Li Xiang's mouth twitched, "Let's be straightforward, let's give full play to your outspoken character." ”

Song Yu glanced at the students of Qingcheng University, didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Got it.

Li Xiang nodded, understanding what he meant.

Since Song Ji said no, no matter how strong the A-level is, there is absolutely a limit to how strong it is.

Unless it is said that it is a reserve of the school team like Li Xiang, like the kind of senior sister.

It can be a little harder to fight.

Of course, the most difficult part of these ten games is also on this A-level.

After playing the A grade, 2500 points is in his pocket.

Li Xiang took out the battle schedule from his pocket.

Exactly tomorrow afternoon.

Pick the pokemon and get a better team out.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his mind at peace

……

Next.

Put aside the boring C- and D-class battles.

Afternoon.

The A-level competition is quietly coming.

There were a lot of onlookers, and those who were basically free came to watch this A-level battle.

The edge of the field.

Li Xiang finished the warm-up exercise, took off the down jacket on his body, and walked in quickly.

On the far other side, there stood a tall and majestic young man with a handsome face that his muscles were so swollen that he couldn't hide them in his sportswear.

A fighting trainer's temperament came to his face.

Of course.

It may not be.

After all, no one rules that martial arts trainers can work out, it's just that the probability is high.

In this case, it is actually relatively easy to choose.

The central location of the venue.

The referee begins to read out the rules of the game.

In a large arena like this, there is basically no time for the two players to communicate.

It's not convenient to communicate so far.

Li Xiang couldn't test his opponent, so he could only silently hand over the remaining two Poke Balls to the staff who walked up to the side.

The selection has already been decided at this time, and I can't regret it.

Far away.

On the tray in the hands of the staff member opposite, there were five Poké Balls.

I hope I'm right.

Li Xiang took a deep breath, and after the referee finished the rules and blew the whistle, he threw a Poke Ball!

Bang bang!

Two soft sounds.

"Gaha!"

A huge crow in pitch-black armor flapped its wings and let out a hoarse cry, its ruby eyes sweeping over its foe.

The location is more than seventy meters away from it.

It is a huge duck with a snow-white body, sharp eyes, thick black V-shaped eyebrows, extremely developed chest muscles, a peeled green onion stalk like a sword in his left hand, and a shield formed by green onion leaves in his right hand.

- The elf of the eighth generation of the Galar region, a fighting green ranger.

Sure enough, it's a fighting attribute.

Li Xiang licked the corners of his mouth, thinking that this guy might be a little tricky.

But fortunately, the onion rangers don't have the moves that can be effective when they hit the steel armor crows, and they are all physical attack moves.

Let you taste the power of super hard cooing chicken!

"Beep!"

"Sword Dance!"

Both sides used enhanced moves and moved closer to each other!

The red light on the steel armored crow's body flashed, the muscles under the heavy armor tensed, and the smoke-like red light rose and dissipated.

The green onion ranger held a green onion sword that was taller than it, but he played a few sword flowers with great dexterity, and the snow-white light flashed.

Obviously, as a type of real sword, the Green Onion Ranger is different from ordinary elves in the way of using sword dances.

Just seventy meters.

In an instant, the two elves had come to the nearest place.

Look down at each other or look up at each other.

As a duck, the Green Ranger can fly, but only if it loses its weapon.

However, as an elf with all its strength in weapons, asking it to do so is obviously cutting off its own arms.

So Li Xiang didn't have to worry about this dead duck flying.

The operating space is also much larger.

"Split tiles!"

"Beep."

The Green Onion Ranger leaped forward, holding his green onion sword high, and swung it towards the steel armored crow, a thin brown-red light lit up and slipped down like a sword aura!

This guy's attack speed can be called lightning-fast, and his high-jump ability is also extremely strong, if he is not caught off guard for a while, he may really be hit by it.

It's a pity that it is facing the steel armored crow that ranks first in dynamic vision and body control ability in Li Xiang's team!

This trick of splitting tiles is really slow in the eyes of the steel armored crow, and it just twists its body slightly, and then dodges it "dangerously".

I didn't even attack it with that soaring fighting attribute energy!

Immediately.

The steel crow flapped its wings, emitting a piercing sneer and taunt above the head of the falling onion ranger.

"No, no, there won't be a bird that can't fly, right?"

"That's what the fighting attribute is?"

"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry~"

Under the influence of Li Xiang, the steel armored crow brought into full play the ability of the foul mouth and the yin and yang people, and the effect of the provocation quickly took effect.

Ground.

The Green Onion Ranger's expression stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes gradually became covered in anger.

"Gah!"

It yelled at the steel crow, as if to refute something.

Seeing this scene, the sturdy young man hurriedly said, "Don't be affected by it!" It was intentional! ”

However, the provocation has already taken effect, and by the way, the steel crow has also provoked the anger of the onion guerrillas.

"Beep!"

Li Xiangcai will not give his opponent a chance and blow the whistle violently.

The steel armored crow, which was still smelling and scolding the onion guerrilla, suddenly tightened its wings, ignited cyan flames all over its body, and crashed into the onion guerrilla!

It's so fast, it's a surprise!

"Block it!"

The sturdy young man shouted, and the onion ranger was agitated, placing the shield in his hand horizontally in front of him.

Although it has lost the ability to use the hold, the shield is still effective in resisting some of the impact!

But!

Before hitting the shield, the steel crow suddenly spread its wings and flapped it, and its body spun in the air in an extremely strange manner, and it actually came to the rear of the onion ranger!

Blind spots for shields!

Facing a defenseless back, the steel crow crashed into it like a meteor!

Boom!

Fireworks are flashing!