In the ring, Fang Chang faced Ji Rong.

"You're not my opponent!"

Ji Rong's state was a little fanatical, and he pointed at Fang Chang with a single sword, "You can't even wear my physical strength." I suggest you don't waste your time, hurry up and let Jiang Cheng come to power!"

Jiang Cheng in the contestant area frowned slightly when he heard it.

Such a low-level provocation is inevitably ungraceful, and in the previous game, so many players came to the stage, and they were never so arrogant.

Looking at Ji Rong's appearance, he doesn't look like an arrogant person, why is he jumping so much?

Zhou Yunfei stabbed Jiang Cheng: "Hey, you're really annoying people, this is the rage mode, right?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, maybe there was only one explanation left.

Fang Chang on the stage has a steady temperament, and he is not angry because of Ji Rong's provocation, and he doesn't even bother to respond. He crossed his swords in front of him, and he opened his stance, waiting for Ji Rong to attack.

"Drink aggressive ......"

Ji Rong's figure suddenly floated forward, and a sword attacked quickly, rolling up dozens of sword shadows! Every time a sword was released, Ji Rong's mouth exhaled and opened up, and with the sound of sword strikes, a certain strange rhythm was formed.

Fang Chang took a defensive position, and the two swords guarded the portal tightly.

The hard touch kept coming, and under this strange rhythm, Fang Chang felt as if he was in a furnace, being repeatedly forged by a hammer!

Jingle ......

The sound of sword blades clashing was as dense as raindrops.

Ji Rong seemed to be fighting faster and faster, and when he got to the back, he couldn't see the sword shadow at all, and the cold light seemed to be connected into a snow waterfall, completely enveloping Fang Chang into it.

Snort!

Fang Chang's left shoulder was hit with a sword first, and then he was hit by a sword in his chest and side ribs.

The power attached to each sword was not strong, Fang Chang's leather armor blocked most of the damage, only the left shoulder was painted, and the blood slowly oozed out.

Although the damage was not high, every time he was hit by the sword, Fang Chang felt a strange stream of spirit seeds pouring into his body, like a steel needle piercing into it, and the pain was unbearable.

Fang Chang's movements are getting slower and slower? Starting to deform? On the other hand, Ji Rong is in a series of low cheers? Constantly accelerating the attack!, causing a miniature wound on Fang Chang's body? More and more!

Each additional miniature wound is like a steel nail being smashed into the body? constantly affects the integrity of Fang Chang's movements.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fang Chang's state is not good? He has been passively beaten? Should admit defeat decisively!

However, Fang Chang has been gritting his teeth and insisting.

"Hold on a little longer...... Drain your opponent's stamina again...... Even if it's a little bit...... As a lieutenant, I want to contribute to the team as much as I can!"

Jiang Cheng looked a little anxious, and couldn't help but look at Coach Xin on the stage.

Coach Xin's arms naturally fall to his waist? Watching Chang on the stage be scratched all the time? But there has been no movement, and I can't see his eyes through my sunglasses.

"......Ahh

"This guy, don't you need to ventilate!" Zhou Yunfei was shocked.

Generally speaking, the seal warrior is a week in one breath (the spirit child flows through the meridians in the body for a week)? So before it is exhausted in one breath, it is in the explosive period; When the ventilation is made, is it the node where the old force has gone and the new force has not been born? It is also the weakest time, and it is easy to be counterattacked by the enemy.

Zhou Yunfei saw that Ji Rong's offensive did not stop at all? So surprised.

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "He has already changed his qi three times." ”

"Nani?" Zhou Yunfei was refreshed.

......

Boom! After the two figures fight? Finally separated for the first time.

Fang Chang couldn't stop panting? The wounds all over the body were sore and unbearable, as if they had been pricked by a thousand needles, and it was not easy to stand.

Ji Rong's eyes were fanatical, he looked at Fang Chang and said with a sneer: "If you don't admit defeat, you will be chopped to death by me!"

Fang Chang was silent.

Ji Rong continued to verbally attack: "What are you doing with your hard work? Your head coach knows that you are not an opponent, and he doesn't take the initiative to interrupt the game and let you go down, because he wants you to consume more of my physical strength, right? Tsk, it's really sad to meet such a head coach, for the honor of the team, he doesn't care about the life or death of his students!"

Fang Chang was still silent, his spiritual power slowly running through his body, soothing the sore pinprick feeling. However, the feeling of pinprick is very stubborn, and it has been entrenched in the superficial layer of the body, lingering.

"It's boring, then I'll send you to heaven!"

Ji Rong made a mistake in his footsteps, and he accelerated twice and pounced.

"......Ahh

Before the people arrived, the waterfall-like sword shadow was already enveloped by the sound of cheering.

However, Fang Chang directly abandoned the sword in his left hand, held his hands on the sword in his right hand, and swung it violently from the bottom up, and a blue wave swept out of the ground!

Secret Skill: Wave Slash!

The rift wave that swept out at high speed slashed at the strength, and its own spirit stream was violently spinning, like a knife wheel rotating at high speed, plowing deep ravines on the ground of the ring.

The lethality of this secret technique is very strong, and it is a killer feature that Fang Chang has practiced for a long time.

Originally, Fang Chang didn't have a chance to use it, but Ji Rong had too much nonsense, giving Fang Chang enough time to prepare!

Seeing the blue light getting closer and closer, Ji Rong's brain spun rapidly.

"How could it be? I have planted so many secret powers of mental energy, he should have been unable to move for a long time, every movement, every mobilization of spiritual power is like being tortured!

Ji Rong suddenly retracted his sword, and the sword light like a waterfall in the sky merged into one place, condensing into a little snowy sword tip, reaching the light of the splitting wave in front of him.

This is to concentrate the power of multiple swords in one point, not a secret skill, but it is better than a secret skill.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound, as if a bomb had been detonated in the venue, strong winds howled, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Who won?

The result?

The audience in the venue was eagerly waiting.

The dust fell, and the situation in the field was clear.

Fang Chang leaned on the iron sword, gasping for breath.

Ji Rong had already sprinted in front of him, a sword maintaining a downward stance.

Head coach Xin Hao stood in front of Fang Chang, two fingers between Ji Rong's blade.

"Battle...... The battle is over! Xin Hao, the arbitration coach from Gaocheng No. 1 Middle School, interrupted the game and conceded defeat on his own! In the eighth round, Ji Rong, the general of Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School, won!

Host Akiba announced loudly, "The battle between the two sides took 9 minutes. According to the rules of the game, Kijon can get a 21-minute break......"

Jiang Cheng and Zhou Yunfei stepped forward and took down Fang Chang on the stage.

Fang Chang was already soaking wet, as if he had been fished out of the river.

"Why did you sweat so much?" Zhou Yunfei said in surprise.

"It should be that Ji Rong's attack method is strange...... Jiang Cheng glanced at the stage, and Ji Rong, who was surrounded by a group of logistics team members and walked towards the rest lounge chair, happened to also glance back, and the two met their eyes.

Ji Rong stretched out a thumb and put it between his throats, making a false stroke.

At this time, the big screen was playing back the last few seconds of the eighth round of the battle, using slow motion, and the audience's attention was attracted to the past, and only a very small number of attentive viewers saw the scene of Ji Rong provoking Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.

"Jiang Cheng, you have to be careful with his attack, you can't be hit by him," Fang Chang said with a grin, "Being hit by him is like being wedged into a nail, it's too uncomfortable." ”

Zhou Yunfei's face changed: "Then you have been hit by him so many times......"

"That's why I'm sweating so much. Fang Chang smiled bitterly.

"You should have thrown in the towel sooner. And I'm here. Jiang Cheng held Fang Chang's hand and said, "Don't you still believe me?"

"Of course I believe in your strength, but I also want to do my best to contribute. Fang Chang shook his head and said with a little regret, "It's a pity that he still left too much time to rest, and I didn't delay it long enough...... Is it only nine minutes? To me, it feels like 90 minutes. ”

"It's fine. You've done a great job. Jiang Cheng said with relief.

"Captain, the team leader called you to prepare, saying that your weapon is polished, see if it fits. A girl from the logistics team said timidly.

"Good. Jiang Cheng patted Fang Chang on the shoulder and walked to the temporary forging room in the backfield.

In the temporary forging room, there are several team members such as Li Miaomiao and Song Chu who are good at equipment maintenance and upgrading.

While the fighters were fighting on the field, the logistics team members were also working intensely. For example, Song Chu and other equipment maintenance personnel have been overhauling weapons for the fighters who came to the field in the future, while other logistics personnel have also learned the techniques of massage and stimulating acupuncture points, and are actively preparing for the victorious combatants to recover more physical and spiritual power.

Now that it is the end, only Jiang Cheng, the general, has not yet appeared, and the logisticians have become relaxed after getting Jiang Cheng's weapons.

"Team Jiang, try this sword. Li Miaomiao handed the sword to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng pulled his sword out of his holster. The blade of the sword is smooth, with a cold light flickering, and the surface can reflect a blurred figure, which can indeed be seen to have been carefully polished.

Jiang Cheng's digital vision can also see that this polished sword has increased its attack power by as much as three percent compared to the initial one, and the most important thing is the durability, which is close to the full value.

"Good work. Jiang Cheng took the long sword and said sincerely.

"It's not hard, this is also the way I fight side by side with the Jiang team. Li Miaomiao said with a smile. She no longer calls "Jiang Yingjun" or "Jiang Cheng", and changed her title a month ago.

Since the day she changed her title, Li Miaomiao has become much more sincere in her treatment of Jiang Cheng, at least Jiang Cheng has never found out that Li Miaomiao has "acting skills" for him through the fluctuation point of her mind.

Jiang Cheng's good impression of Li Miaomiao has naturally improved a lot.

Hearing the words "fight side by side", Lixia pursed her lips dissatisfied. In this game, as a substitute, she had no chance to play, and she felt a little unwilling.

"Let's go, the task in the forge room is complete anyway. Li Miaomiao waved her hand and said to the others, "Let's go and cheer for Team Jiang and kill Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School." ”

The logisticians in the forging room were quite obedient to Li Miaomiao's command, and they responded to every call, and followed Jiang Cheng out of the forging room one after another.

......

"It's time for a break. ”

"Now, please ask Jiang Cheng, the general of Gaocheng No. 1 Middle School, to take the stage and have the ninth round of battle, which is the final general battle!"

The host, Qiu Ye, has already introduced the advantages and disadvantages of Jiang Cheng and Ji Rong, as well as their spiritual attributes, fighting styles, etc.

He couldn't predict who would win. Ji Rong has not tasted a defeat at present, and he is the first player to show the cultivation of the Second Pillar Realm, so it stands to reason that he has a great advantage, but no one knows how strong Jiang Cheng is, and Ji Rong has been consumed some of his physical strength after all.

Only one conclusion can be given.

Such a confrontation full of suspense naturally attracted the attention of countless audiences. They waited with bated breath, eyes fixed on the two teenagers in the ring.

Jiang Cheng stood quietly, his sheathed sword in his left hand, his face calm and waveless.

Ji Rong's expression was still excited, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked at Jiang Cheng's eyes with a strong fighting intent.

"I'll prove it in front of everyone...... I'm stronger than you!"

Ji Rong was the first to speak, "Jiang Cheng, although Xiaoqi is very grateful to you for saving her, she doesn't have any superfluous thoughts about you, and you'd better remember this." ”

Jiang Cheng said lightly: "I don't have any extra thoughts about her, please remember this." ”

"Really?" Ji Rong's face moved slightly, "You promise?"

"Boring, what qualifications do you have for me to make a guarantee. Jiang Cheng's hand pressed the hilt of the sword, his fingers grasped it one by one, and slowly drew out the long sword, "You'd better be ready, I don't have so much time to waste for you." ”

"Hmph, weak heart!" Ji Rong was a little paranoid, he probably felt that the girl he admired was the best, and would attract all the other boys to watch, including Jiang Cheng.

"You just happened to be there and saved Xiaoqi. If it was me who was there, I would have done a better job than you and wouldn't have scared her a bit......! Ahh

Ji Rong swooped towards Jiang Cheng, and while exhaling, the sword shadow shot like a waterfall.

Jiang Cheng finally realized Fang Chang's feeling, as if he was facing a waterfall torrent, there were sword shadows in all directions! With just his eyes, he could hardly tell where the sword was.

Seal warriors whose "meaning" is not strong enough are indeed difficult to parry such an attack.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, stood slightly apart with his feet, and raised his long sword.

Dangdang......

A series of dense sword blade clashes were obviously dozens of collisions, but because of the extremely short intervals, it sounded like a long metal exchange in the ears of the audience.

The audience can only see that Ji Rong is like a ghost, flying around Jiangcheng, and the sword shadow is like a shower, intertwined from all directions, completely enveloping Jiangcheng!

The strength of the two pillar realm Dacheng has been fully exerted!

"What about Jiang Cheng? What kind of cultivation is he, has it been revealed?" At the back of the audience, the players of Jinghai No. 1 Middle School were staring intently.

"It's still a small success in the Second Pillar Realm!"

"The breath did not rise further...... But, it's all blocked!"

"It looks like it's like it's easy to ......"

Before the discussion landed, there was a sudden soft sound of "snort", and the two figures fighting fiercely in the field suddenly separated.

Jiang Cheng was still standing still, even his feet were standing in the same position, full of energy.

Jiang Cheng was not injured!

Many viewers widened their eyes, they were all used to Ji Rong's preemptive strike, after a wave of onslaught, the opponent was scarred, at least a few colors were hung, and they were surprised to see the intact Jiangcheng.

"It's all out of the way...... "One audience member muttered.

"No, it's not just to prevent it from going out, you look at Ji Rong's body!"