It is also said that Zhao Weilong and Hu Qingchun both broke through from the initial level of the yellow level to the middle level of the yellow level, which is to cross a small realm. Comparatively speaking, it is much less difficult.

However, Meng Songshi is stuck at the high level of the yellow level, from the yellow level to the Xuan level, and the jump is a big realm, and the difficulty is completely different, not at the same level.

Besides, if Meng Songshi really broke through to the primary level of the Xuan Rank, then he would automatically become the leader of the first group, and he would not need to compete with other Xuan Level masters.

As for now, with the strength of Meng Songshi's Huang Rank high-level, competing with the three Xuan-level opponents from the second and third groups and the headquarters, no matter how you look at it, the chances of winning are not good.

As soon as I thought of this, the joy of winning two games in the first group of them in the first round was completely suppressed.

Matches below the Xuan level are just petty fights, and no matter how much you win, it's useless. In terms of high-end combat power, the first group is far behind the other two groups.

Whether it is the second group or the third group, there are two Xuan-level beginner masters in charge. As for the first group, only one team leader, Lao Deng, was a Xuan-level beginner, and he was very unfortunate to die heroically in the mission.

Now that one of the team leaders is vacant, there is no Xuan-level master in this group who can automatically fill it, but has to compete with the masters of other groups to win the position of the team leader.

Zhang Xuelan and other members of the first group frowned and were worried.

He Jingdong was also upset for a while, and inadvertently swept the corners of his eyes over Zhao Weilong and Hu Qingchun, who were sitting next to Meng Songshi, and their expressions were very relaxed, and even there was a faint smile on the corner of their mouths. Not only did he not have the slightest worry, but he looked like he was in his chest.

How so, aren't they worried?

Or rather......

A thought flashed through He Jingdong's heart, but it was quickly denied by himself.

"It can't be, right? How can it be?"

Although it is hard to believe, this thought is still like a spring breeze blowing through the fields, and the seeds of green grass are constantly germinating and growing wildly.

The ring match went on very quickly, and before you knew it, there were two more competitions in the second round. In the second group against the third group, the players of Wang Fujun's group finally won a set and saved a little face.

In the second game of the first group and the third group, the first group, which won two consecutive games, finally lost one game and was broken undefeated.

By the third game, it was Group 1 against Group 2.

The two group members have always been a bit of a mismatch with each other, and there are many frictions and contradictions, so their games are often full of gunpowder.

Almost all eyes were focused, and in the face of everyone's gaze, Zhao Weilong, who had already appeared once, stood up expressionlessly and walked into the ring step by step.

"Ah, hasn't he already had a fight?"

"yes, why do you have to go up to the game?"

"Looking at his expression, it seems that there is another good show......"

Everyone was talking, Zhao Weilong had already walked to the center of the ring, stretched out his right hand, and unceremoniously pointed to Wang Fujun in the second group.

"Wang Fujun, I want to challenge you this time, do you dare to come up and fight with me?"

The wolffang players were stunned for a while, unable to believe it.

Although Zhao Weilong made a breakthrough and was promoted from the first level of the yellow level to the middle level of the yellow level, his realm and strength increased greatly.

But Wang Fujun is a veteran yellow-level high-level player, not only is his realm one level higher than Zhao Weilong, but also experienced, no matter how you look at it, it is not something he can challenge.

However, Zhao Weilong just found Wang Fujun.

There is no doubt that there is a personal vendetta involved.

Including Ye Guochi, the person in charge of the base, everyone knew about this, but no one said anything to stop it, just watched calmly.

The army is full of muscular, energetic men, and it is not uncommon for there to be friction and conflict.

The official members of the Wolf Tooth are equipped with special skills, and the discipline of the army is relatively less binding on them.

As a result, a little grudge between the team members is even more commonplace.

This thing cannot be stopped, and it is impossible to control it completely. What the upper leaders can do is only to carry out the task and must not mix their personal feelings with it and affect the outcome of the task.

In normal times, it is not allowed to fight in private, and if you injure or kill someone, you will be subject to serious disciplinary action.

And it's not a way to always suppress emotional anger, the harder you suppress it, the more powerful it will explode one day. Therefore, this ring competition has become a way and place to openly and reasonably resolve personal grievances.

Everyone knows very well the grievances between Zhao Weilong and Wang Fujun, and like Chen Suisheng, the source is Yang Yonghui and Instructor Yang.

It's just that Zhao Weilong has just broken through to the middle level of the yellow level, and it is not certain whether the realm is stable or not, so he is so anxious to challenge Wang Fujun, who is the old yellow level high-level, it is not a wise choice no matter how you look at it, and the odds are not great.

Wang Fujun also thinks so.

Before today, Zhao Weilong was a young yellow-level beginner, and he was not qualified to put it in his eyes at all.

Even if he took shit luck and suddenly advanced to the middle level of the yellow level, Wang Fujun still didn't think that he could pose even the slightest danger to himself.

Now this kid is openly clamoring and challenging himself by name. If he didn't use a little strength to beat him all over the ground to find his teeth, he really wouldn't realize the huge gap that he couldn't cross with himself.

Wang Fujun looked gloomy and slowly walked to the ring.

As he moved, it was as if there was a storm of clouds and clouds, and it was possible to burst out of terrifying energy at any time.

After all, it is a high-level yellow level, and Wang Fujun's momentum is even better than Hu Qingchun just now.

"Boy, what are you waiting for, come on!"

Wang Fujun stood in the ring casually, as calm as a mountain.

He hooked his finger at Zhao Weilong opposite, his face full of disdain.

Zhao Weilong ignored his unceremonious provocation and turned his head to look at the referee.

The referee was stunned for a moment, and only then did he react when he came into contact with Zhao Weilong's warlike eyes.

"Game on!"

Drink~

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Weilong shouted violently, stood up, like a sharp arrow off the string, and rushed towards Wang Fujun on the opposite side.

Wang Fujun has a lot of combat experience, he still has a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands and feet are not in a hurry, he calmly opens his posture and prepares for battle.

Compared with the Yellow Intermediate Level, the Yellow Intermediate has greatly improved in all aspects such as strength, speed, and physical strength.

Wang Fujun, who has fought countless battles in his life, certainly knows how to make reasonable use of these advantages to form an all-round oppression on the enemy, so that he has no power to fight back and is humiliated to death.

"This kid who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth actually dares to challenge Lao Tzu? Today I want to teach you a good lesson, so that you can understand what is called the suppression of the realm!"

(End of chapter)