On the first day of the competition, it was basically a junior year competition, with two rounds in the morning and two rounds in the afternoon, directly brushing out ninety percent of the contestants, and more than 600 people were left with 10,000 people.

Although the competition in the junior year is not very interesting, some students with good strength are still very exciting to fight.

For example, Zhang Zihong and his old rival, a teenager named Xiao Ning.

"Teacher Fang, here and here!"

A group of small radish heads in the second class of the first year had already seized a large position in the audience, and after seeing Fang Bai coming over, they shouted directly.

In the first three rounds, Fang Bai's students all advanced, this was the fourth round, that is, the last round of the first day of the competition, because of the outstanding performance of the little radish heads, he gathered countless eyes at once......

"Teacher, why did you come, this is the last round of the competition. A little turnip head complained.

"Even if you don't see my heroic form!" Abu complained.

"Hey, I know that knocking others off the stage has no technical content at all!" Chen Yue pouted.

"Hmph, I'm hiding my strength!" Abu retorted.

"Reckless!" Chen Yue said disdainfully.

“......”

Fang Bai shrugged his shoulders and sat directly in the middle of the students, "That, the teacher had something to do in the last round of the competition, so what, does anyone have anything to say about the exciting part?"

"Teacher, I'm coming, I'm coming!" said nonsense, hurriedly raising his hand.

"Then you can come!" Fang Bai nodded.

"That's it...... Everyone in our class is very good, and then they can solve the opponent at once, and there is nothing exciting about it!" Nonsense made a strange move mischievously, with a helpless smile on his face.

It made everyone laugh.

Fang Bai shook his head with a wry smile, "Okay, watch more games and learn the skills of others when they fight." ”

"What do you need to learn, the first must be in our class!" said nonsense, patting his chest.

"Don't be ashamed!"

A cold snort came from the side, and I saw that in the audience not far away, a young man wearing white clothes and his hair tied back in a ponytail stood there proudly, with a proud expression, as if to say, Lao Tzu is the best in the world......

"Beginner state of mind?" Ye Shen narrowed his eyes, he felt the strength hidden in the body of the young man in white, although it was well hidden, he could still feel it.

"Beginner's state of mind? It's a fart!" Ye Tian stood up a little arrogantly, and the moment he stood up, it was like a tiger descending from a mountain, and the momentum suddenly came out, and the middle-level person was in a state of mind.

Fang Bai only realized at this time that there were still two little radish heads in his class who were so talented that they exploded, Ye Shen had trained for so long, and his strength had also returned to the high-level cultivators, before he was confused by Fang Bai, he was in a high-level state of mind.

And Ye Tian was in the state of mind of the middle-level people before he came......

"Leaf... Ye Tian?!" The young man in white looked at Ye Tian who stood up in astonishment, Ye Tian's name is unknown to the entire imperial capital's circle of gentlemen, everyone is afraid, and ghosts are worried.

Born with spatial attributes, the kung fu in his hands has abused countless children of the imperial capital.

"The kid of the Ye family?"

"Didn't you say he didn't go to school?"

"That's it, didn't his grandfather say that he taught him personally?"

"The one next to him...... It's familiar!"

"Isn't it the Ye family's twins!"

With Ye Tian's compulsion, he basically gathered the eyes of most of the people in the audience, and recognized the two of them at once.

And the white-clothed young master who was more angry at the beginning also had to wither down, he was just a fire monk, and the space monk restrained all attributes except for the gold system, not to mention that other people's cultivation was higher than him......

"Spicy chicken!"

Ye Tian was like a big rooster with high morale, holding his head high and holding his hands in front of his chest, very hanging......

"Dang!"

A fierce chestnut hit Ye Tian directly on the head.

"Who is ......?"

Ye Tian touched the back of his head with a painful hand, and turned his head angrily.

I saw the big devil looking at him with a playful expression.

"I was wrong......"

Ye Tian instantly coaxed.

In the month of that special training, the name of the big devil has been deeply imprinted in Ye Tian's heart, and now these little radish heads love and fear the big devil, love is the good cooking skills of the big devil, and there are endless snacks and endless stories to tell.

If you are afraid, you will be helpless, as long as you provoke the big devil, the big devil will first cripple your leg, then reason with you, and then cripple the other leg......

The fight in the ring has already begun to heat up.

The two sides have fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, Zhang Zihong can't help Xiao Ning, and Xiao Ning can't help Zhang Zihong, but all discerning people can see that Zhang Zihong has won this time.

Because even in such a high-intensity battle, Zhang Zihong still had a calm breath and a calm demeanor, while Xiao Ning was out of breath and a little irritable.

"Zhang Zihong, Teacher Fang told you to go home for dinner!"

"Yes, don't delay our time, it's been a day of competition, and we're all starving!"

"Speed, speed, speed! He's not your good friend, why should he be merciful!"

"If you don't finish, I'll fly your plane later!"

The little radish heads watching the battle next to them also looked a little impatient, and this so-called flying Aruba was a little boring when Fang Bai watched this group of little radish heads finish their special training, and taught them casually, just like the saying goes, the good ones won't learn, and the bad ones will be ......

These little radish heads quickly learned the essence of Aruba.

Hearing the voice of his classmates, Zhang Zihong couldn't help but shudder, this group of beasts was not joking when they took off the plane, the root of the grinding thigh was painful, and when he ran the next day, he felt that his crotch was being roasted by someone......

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Zihong said very apologetically to his old rival.

But this old opponent can no longer be called an opponent, because ...... I can already abuse him casually.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xiao Ning said angrily.

He didn't know why Zhang Zihong had become so strong after just a few months of not seeing him.

"Lava power, three waves!"

Zhang Zihong's arm suddenly stirred a few times, and a huge heat wave came out of Zhang Zihong's body, and as Zhang Zihong's pupils flashed a trace of flamelight, Zhang Zihong stepped on the ground and sprinted towards Xiao Ning.

This lava strength is still Zhang Zihong's skills in the use of spiritual power that he realized after listening to the big devil talk about some fighting skills, and then under the guidance of the big devil and Shao Jiu Life.

The so-called fight is seven points of force, and three points are collected.

And Zhang Zihong got the inspiration according to this, and then with the help of the two teachers, he roughly developed this spiritual technique, that is, the first blow uses three points of spiritual power, and the remaining seven points of power are stacked on the next blow of three points, and the last blow explodes with 17% of the power.

It's hard to guard against, but this is also because Zhang Zihong has learned his father's skill of compressing spiritual power, so the development of this trick is not bad.