"No, he came back to me himself. Wen Zhenpeng didn't raise her head.

？？？

"Does he have a handle in your hand?" said Wang Zhi.

"No, he took the initiative to ask for more practice. Wen Zhenpeng watched intently.

Wang Zhi was fascinated.

What kind of play is this?

The people in the city are amazing!

"I have a pact with him. Wen Zhenpeng said.

"What agreement?"

"If he beats any of his opponents in the intramural tryouts, I will grant him a wish. Wen Zhenpeng said.

Walt!?

So good!

Is it a part of the listener?

"Aren't you afraid of what he will ask for?" Wang Zhi could fully imagine what Zhang Yu would ask.

Because, he is the walking king of the silver spear!

"Isn't that what he was thinking?" Wen Zhenpeng, who was looking at the comics, suddenly had a flash of eyes, and Wang glanced at it, feeling that the chair was a little cold.

This cartoon is too inappropriate for men......

"Knowing that you still agreed, aren't you afraid that there will really be one less blood?" Wang Zhi was puzzled.

"It's okay to try. ”

Fog grass!

Are all high school students so open now?

It's me who is too pure.

"Do you think he can do it?" Wen Zhenpeng looked up.

This......

It's a bit harder indeed.

"Even if he really does it...... Wen Zhenpeng said indifferently: "I'm afraid he won't dare." ”

Too young, too simple.

Zhang Yu doesn't dare?

This thing dares to do anything in order to open fire!

Repeated.

As he spoke, a red figure walked into the classroom with vigorous steps, and it was Song Yuqing.

Behind her was Ji Xiaoxue.

"First of all, let's congratulate Ji Xiaoxue for successfully passing the gold-level swordsmanship rank assessment. Song Yuqing was smiling, Ji Xiaoxue was a little shy when she stood on the stage, and her classmates applauded and bowed slightly.

"The second thing is that the draw for the college cup has come out, and everyone can go to the school's bulletin board or official website to watch it. ”

There was an uproar.

Many classmates even secretly opened their mobile phones to check it.

"The preliminary round starts at 8 a.m. on Saturday. ”

"The first game of our class was against Class 9. ”

"If you have time, you can come and cheer for the class. ”

"Next. ”

"It's the arrangement of the first mock test at the end of the month......"

Wang Zhi didn't look at his phone.

Because Wen Zhenpeng beside him has already drawn the battle table.

'One team is in the top half and we are in the bottom half. Wen Zhenpeng pointed to the battle table.

"Ten second teams, eight of which have to play one more game in the first round, that is, fight each other. ”

"We are one of them. ”

Hehe.

Wang Zhi was not surprised at all.

But to score Mao's opponent so highly?

Everyone is a second team, with a grade of A- in nine classes, and ten second teams are the best.

We're B+?

Hey.

Actually, we're pretty tall.

Tied for second place among all the second teams, many of the first teams even have a B+ rating.

Is this going to milk us to death?

"Is it written backwards?" Wang looked straight at the matchsheet.

The rating of the first team of the ninth class is only B+, which is lower than that of the second team?

"No, that's right on the official website. Wen Zhenpeng said: "I looked at the registered lineup and found that Wenda, who was the first team of Class 9 last year, was in the second team list this year. ”

"Amazing?"

"The third knife in the whole school. Wen Zhenpeng said: "There is almost no difference in strength with Luo Sichao, the captain of the first team of Class 9, maybe the two have a conflict, so Wen Da ran the second team." ”

"I'm being bought. ”

“？”

Other people Wang Zhi may not be very familiar.

But the captain of the second team of the ninth class ......

Wei Tianyu!

What a stupid son of the landlord's family.

He knows exactly what virtues he has.

Money can be channeled!

Wenda ran the second team inexplicably, and if he had nothing to do with him, he didn't believe it if he was killed.

"Is the second game against Class 5?"

Wang Zhi looked carefully.

The opponent in the first game of Class 5 is Class 6.

A rivalry between teams.

Judging from the rating, Class 5 is graded A, which is one level higher than Class 6's A-.

“85%。 Wen Zhenpeng said: "Class 5 was the top eight last year, and before the second round, it was defeated by Class 10, which is the opponent we will most likely meet in the second round." ”

"The strongest in class five is Wang Ziting, the first knife in the school, second only to Ji Xiaoxue's girl in strength. ”

Wang Zhi was speechless: "Are we unable to get along with the knife?"

The first game is the third knife against the whole school.

The second game was the first in the whole school.

Is the third scene ......

Class 10, Lin Hongbo?

Wang looked straight at Lin Xia, his beautiful face under the long black hair, without any emotion.

On the contrary, it is a little rabbit, and his pretty face is slightly tight.

Lower half.

The second round has an A+ rating, the eighth class of last year's top four, and the third round against last year's champion, the only S-evaluation-

One class!

This sign is ......

It really can.

Harming others is not good for yourself!

"In the first round, this Saturday, we have two games in a row, so it will be a test of physical strength. Wen Zhenpeng quickly concluded, "The first game is not difficult, the key is the second game." ”

"The configuration of Class 5 is very similar to ours, with Wang Ziting as the absolute core. ”

"Their strength is precisely our weak point. ”

Wang Zhi understood what Wen Zhenpeng meant.

Melee.

Attacker.

My own team is very strange.

Zhang Yu, who doesn't have much combat power, is equipped with two auxiliaries.

Although he and Wen Zhenpeng are not bad in melee combat, there is still a gap between them and real strong attackers.

For example, Ji Xiaoxue, such as Lu Fei in the third class, and-

Chu Mufeng in the first class.

A strong attacker must have the ability to kill, and the output of the instantaneous explosive power!

"It depends. ”

Wang Zhi understood what Wen Zhenpeng meant.

Shanglin Xia.

Although Lin Xia is not a real strong attacker, he is definitely much stronger than Zhang Yu.

"It's never too late to go on the line. ”

"...... Now"

Wang Zhi crossed out the ninth and fifth classes one by one.

"Not yet. ”

......

Intramural tryouts, battles are out!

The entire third year of high school set off huge waves and was full of topicality.

This is the last proof of strength in their high school career!

After that, it's time for the college entrance examination.

Senior 3 (9) class.

"No problem, Brother Da?" Wei Tianyu showed Wen Da the video, his face nervous.

Plug your heart!

He didn't expect that he would bump into Wang Zhi in the first game!

Wei Tianyu has a deep memory of Wang Zhi, because the trip to the Rune Realm is too unforgettable.

"A team without melee combat, relying on two auxiliary output ......" Wenda looked at the video of Wang Zhi's team class tryout, a little ridiculous.

Wonderful!

He played in the intramural tryouts for two years, and it was the first time he had seen such a team.

"Wang Zhi is very powerful, he can control and output, I have teamed up with him, and his actual combat ability is very strong. Wei Tianyu said jealously.

"I know, gold-level swordsmanship mastery. Wen Da smiled indifferently, his eyes brightened: "I'm about to get a glimpse of the heart of the knife." ”

"There's no way I'm going to lose to him in close combat, though. ”

"Class seven is not a problem, the opponent we really have to pay attention to is class five, Wang Ziting's knife skills ......"

Wenda's face was solemn.

The first knife in the whole school.

Gold-level knife mastery.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Wang Ziting's strength is indeed above him.

"Since I have received your money, I will do my best. Wen Da said: "I'm not sure to defeat Class 5, but at least in the first game, we will definitely win a big victory!"

For Wenda, honor is no longer what he wants to pursue.

Collecting money, although shameful, is useful.

It can help him get more resources to cultivate, improve his strength, and be admitted to a better university!

"Good!"