At this time, Mo Qiushu saw the four people under the ring, with a smile on his face, and nodded towards the four people.

The four of them didn't speak, and they all nodded slightly.

Little by little, time passed.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Hongwen suddenly said excitedly: "Fu Dao Fire - Ball!"

With the last stroke of Zhao Hongwen's rune, he only saw a red light flickering on the rune, and then the rune gradually turned into a fist-sized flame.

Seeing this situation, Mo Qiushu's face was unconsciously filled with a moving smile.

Zhao Hongwen looked at the flames in front of him, with a happy smile on his face, turned his head to look at Mo Qiushu, and said sincerely: "Thank you Senior Sister Mo for your help today, I will help him if he asks for anything in the future!"

Mo Qiushu smiled slightly, and said politely: "This is all Senior Brother Hongwen's own talent, I just provide some small help!"

"Hongwen, today's ranking tournament has long been over, why are you still staying in the ring? Is it interesting to chat with Senior Sister Mo?" Yuan Zihao, who was under the ring, shouted at Zhao Hongwen.

When Mo Qiushu heard Yuan Zihao's words, he immediately lowered his head, and a flush instantly appeared on his pretty face.

Zhao Hongwen turned around, looked at everyone with some surprise and said, "Why are you all here!"

"Hongwen, the ranking tournament has ended, everyone sees that you are not here, everyone is coming to you. Sima Gang said to Zhao Hongwen, "It's just because I saw that you were too immersed in the rune path, so everything didn't bother you." ”

Zhao Hongwen walked to the edge of the ring and jumped directly from the ring, while Mo Qiushu silently followed behind.

Zhao Hongwen turned around, with a warm smile on his face, and took Mo Qiushu out of the ring.

At this time, the four of them came to Zhao Hongwen's side, and Yuan Zihao looked at Zhao Hongwen and Mo Qiushu with ill intentions.

Yuan Zihao sighed and said, "Hongwen, it's okay! It seems that you ......."

Before Yuan Zihao's words were finished, he was interrupted by Zhao Hongwen, and said first: "Guardian Swordsman!"

Hearing these four words, Yuan Zihao withered in an instant, and like a deflated ball, he stopped talking.

Xiong Yarong looked at Yuan Zihao's appearance and asked with some curiosity, "Hongwen, what's going on with the Guardian Swordsman?"

Zhao Hongwen just smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and didn't speak.

Xiong Yarong saw that Zhao Hongwen couldn't ask anything, so he turned around and strangled Yuan Zihao's neck with one hand, and said threateningly: "Tell me quickly, what's the matter with the guardian swordsman?"

But at this time, Yuan Zihao, who has always been accustomed to succumbing to Xiong Yarong, showed an unyielding appearance of preferring to die, but he refused to say anything at all!

Zhao Hongwen relieved Yuan Zihao and said: "Okay! Yarong, don't make trouble! Let's go back to the dormitory first!"

"Hmph!" Xiong Yarong let go of her hand unconvinced, and said indignantly, "I won't bother with you this time!"

So, under the leadership of Zhao Hongwen, everyone lived together first.

Then Zhao Hongwen wanted to send Mo Qiushu back again, at this time, except for Leng Ming or cold storage, the other three looked at him with strange expressions.

Zhao Hongwen's face did not change at all, and his expression was as usual.

But at this time, Mo Qiushu was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and whispered: "Senior Brother Hongwen, my dormitory is very close, it's right next to it, I can go back by myself!"

Zhao Hongwen didn't pay attention to Mo Qiushu's words, but just said lightly.

"Let's go!"

"Hmm!"

Mo Qiushu did not refute, so he followed Zhao Hongwen and went to the A (second) dormitory next to him.

Xiong Yarong, Yuan Zihao, and Sima Gang looked at Zhao Hongwen and Mo Qiushu who were leaving, all with puzzled expressions.

At this time, Leng Ming still had no expression, turned around and left, and was about to return to his room.

At this time, Yuan Zihao came to Leng Ming's side and asked, "Leng Ming, aren't you curious about the relationship between Hongwen and Senior Sister Mo?"

Leng Ming turned his head and said indifferently: "What's the curiosity, it's better to concentrate on cultivation!"

......

On the last day of qualifying, the weather was still sunny.

Zhao Hongwen VS Sima Gang

Zhao Hongwen and Sima Gang came to the ring together.

Zhao Hongwen looked at Sima Gang and said seriously: "Sima, are you sure you don't admit defeat?"

Sima Gang said in a firm tone: "Hongwen, I know that you are very strong, I am not your opponent, but I want to see the gap between us!"

Zhao Hongwen looked at Sima Gang with a determined expression, and said helplessly: "Okay! I will do my best today!"

"That's very good!" replied Sima Gang.

The referee made the two salute each other and then summoned their natal objects.

"Zhao Hongwen, the natal object Sun and Moon Fist Gauntlet, the bronze life card, the mid-stage one-star cultivation. Please advise!"

"Sima Gang, the natal bronze fire chariot, the high-grade life card, and the one-star late cultivation. Please advise!"

"Let's go!" the referee ordered, and the battle between the two began instantly.

At the beginning of the moment, Sima Gang felt a powerful momentum, coming towards his pavement, locking himself tightly, so that he did not dare to make a trace of abnormal movement.

But as soon as Sima thought about it, he understood Zhao Hongwen's intentions.

Today, Hongfumi's last opponent is Leng Ming, and this time he will definitely go all out, so he wants to defeat me as quickly as possible so that he can maintain his maximum strength for the next big battle.

Thinking of this, Sima Gang was inevitably a little unconvinced, but his heart quickly cheered up.

In that case, let Hongfumi you, see my strongest blow!

Immediately afterwards, Sima Gang quickly sealed in his hand, only to see the battle flag behind the chariot fly out instantly, and then converge in the air to form a huge battle flag burning with raging fire.

Spell: Flame Strike

The flame battle banner instantly merged into the body of the bronze war horse, and I saw that the bronze chariot was burning with raging fire in an instant, and a flame horn also grew on the top of the war horse's head.

The flame horns were as red as jade, and the air around them was too high to expand and distort.

In the end, Sima Gang did not hesitate to drive the bronze chariot of fire, with an unrivaled momentum, without a trace of reservation, and rushed towards Zhao Hongwen.

On the other side, Zhao Hongwen had a firm expression, his eyes were firmly fixed on Sima Gang, his hands were clenched into fists, and the sun and moon fists flashed with brilliant two-color light.

Then, Zhao Hongwen's legs opened, slightly bent in the shape of a horse's step, and his hands were clenched into fists, and he saw that the two-color light fluctuated violently in an instant.

As the orange-red light and the pale blue light collided with each other, a powerful force burst out of it, causing the surrounding air to vibrate violently.

But this powerful and explosive force was tightly controlled by Zhao Hongwen in his hands, just not letting it break out.