After Bingyan went back to cultivate, time passed slowly, and soon it was noon.

At this time, the registration place for the advanced training camp seemed to be extremely deserted, because they had all signed up and all of them had already left.

"Wu Ye, come in and sit. ”

Lance looked at the young man in front of him, and he was also relieved, it seemed that he was the last person.

Lance still has an impression of this witch night, because he is the last person to join the entire training camp.

It's July 23rd, and this guy only joined the training camp on July 20th. And this person is silent and looks very unsociable, which makes his impression of this person even deeper.

"Mr. Lance, help me register, I'm going to lock the number ten as my opponent. ”

As soon as Wu Ye came in, he also directly explained his intention.

"Ten?"

Hearing this number, Lance's face also changed slightly.

"Wu Ye, you don't seem to have crossed the list yet, right? If you want to enter the advanced training camp, you can only win tomorrow's game, not lose. I advise you to choose a weaker ......"

Lance also kindly reminded.

Although this Wu Ye is an eighth-level magician, there is no suspense in locking the eighth and ninth numbers, but if he locks the tenth number, it may not be.

Eight-nines sound harder than tens, but they're not. Because just before, Bingyan also locked the tenth.

In other words, if Wu Ye also locked the tenth, then the two of them must have a fight, and both of them are people who have not made it to the list before, which means that one of them will be eliminated!

This is certainly something that Lance does not want to see. As the head of the training camp, he cherishes everyone in the training camp. Bingyan is the most dazzling genius in the training camp, and Wu Ye is also an elite in the training camp, no matter which of these two is eliminated, it is a very pity.

In fact, having said that, in fact, when it comes to fighting, it is basically Bingyan who eliminates Wu Ye. Since the battle with Leon, Bingyan's reputation has spread throughout the training camp. This witch night doesn't seem to be as strong as Rio, and the result can be imagined after locking the tenth.

However, since the content of the registration is confidential, he can't just say it. can only hint slightly, let him retreat.

"It's the tenth. ”

Wu Ye didn't pay attention to Lance's advice at all, he came here this time to deal with Bingyan, how could he change opponents?

"Wu Ye, are you sure you want to lock the tenth?"

Lance confirmed again. He had already hinted to the best of his ability, if Wu Ye didn't listen again, then he couldn't do anything.

"Of course, sign me up. ”

Wu Ye said, also threw down his own information, and then left the place where he signed up.

His first day as a Dark Gold Earldom, he came to this El Earldom to be completely crushed. Not to mention a number ten, even if it is a number one, he doesn't care about it.

"It looks like he'll have to wait until next year. It's a pity, such a good talent......" Lance sighed, and also made a note of Wu Ye's registration. In his opinion, the outcome of this game is already doomed.

After registering for Witch Night, Lance returned to his tent and began to sort out the schedule for tomorrow's race. When the schedule is complete, he has to preside over a game. It was a match between Lan Lin and Feng Zhen, and according to Bingyan, they seemed to have a grudge to settle.

"Finally a breakthrough!"

Not long after, Bing Yan, who was in the No. 8 training camp, also successfully broke through to the sixth level of magician.

After the five bottles of body quenching elixir were absorbed, he also became a third-level ice magician, and the level of a third-level ice magician could barely support him to break through to a sixth-level fire magician.

"I didn't expect that I would become a sixth-level magician in such a short period of time. ”

Thinking of this, Bingyan was also a little in a trance. At the beginning of June, he was still a mage who didn't even condense stigmata, but now, he was a sixth-level mage. If you think about it carefully, this speed of progress can be described as terrifying.

Of course, for such a terrifying progress, Bingyan certainly would not be complacent. After all, the eight or nine years before him have been wasted, and other geniuses have a huge time lead.

After breaking through the sixth-level magician, he can also learn new magic. According to Dragon's Blood Tinder, it would be a new kind of magic he had never seen before.

Although he wanted to know what this new magic was, it was already dinner time, and there was still a game in the afternoon, so he had no choice but to push back the time.

The time soon came to the afternoon, and Bingyan, Feng Zhen and Lot, also rushed to the agreed place. However, when they rushed over, they found that Lan Lin was already waiting there.

"Feng Zhen, you really dare to come. ”

Lan Lin looked at Feng Zhen in front of him, and his whole body also exuded a strong murderous aura.

Now he has been squeezed out of the advanced training camp, and after his father was arrested, it can be said that he is having a miserable life. In these days, he also longed to abolish the stigma of Bingyan.

Helplessly, now that he and Bingyan are no longer from the same world, he can't do anything about him at all.

After Bingyan entered the advanced training camp, they had no intersection. Now the only thing he can take revenge on is this match to follow Feng Zhen!

Although he no longer has the ability to deal with Bingyan, he has no problem dealing with soft persimmons like Feng Zhen.

"I should have told you that. ”

Feng Zhen also replied coldly.

He hadn't forgotten the previous incident at all. At that time, he went to investigate the arrest of Lance, but he was arrested by Lanlin. When this guy caught himself, he beat himself without saying a word, insulting while beating, that painful feeling, he still remembers.

Now it's time to make a final break with this guy.

"Yo he, I said Feng Zhen, are you still fierce? Okay, since you are so ignorant of life and death, then I can only make you desperate one more time. ”

Lan Lin said, and also jumped into the ring, and defiantly hooked his hand towards Feng Zhen.

Feng Zhen was not to be outdone, and hurriedly jumped onto the stage. This time, he didn't rely on a lot of blood, this time he was fully prepared to deal with Lan Lin.

"I'm sorry, I'm late and I've been delayed for too long. Is the race already underway?"

Just as Feng Zhen and Lan Lin jumped into the ring, Lance also hurried over to this side.

"Mr. Reims, you've just arrived, the game is about to start. Bingyan also said lightly.