"That's the end of today's Demon Martial Arts Competition!

Suddenly--

Rex, who was sitting on the high platform, looked at the time, got up and said aloud.

At this moment, the Demon Martial Arts Contest is mostly halfway through, but there are still many games that have not yet been played, and the entire Demon Martial Arts Contest is only half of the game, and now it is almost the same. So Dean Rex got up and declared it over.

"It's so dangerous! The opponent in the last game was too strong, although I won, but I haven't recovered yet!" a student patted his chest, Nan Nan who had palpitations. If you're unlucky, you'll lose the next game nine times out of ten.

"I'm really lucky, I almost practiced that trick, I almost did, just right, I'll go back today and think about it carefully!"

The bottom of the students let out bursts of happy voices, originally, the long battle has exhausted them, and only those top students are not affected, it can be said that most of the remaining students are not sure to continue fighting. However, Dean Rex is now announcing the end of the competition, which is tantamount to giving them a chance. If you can't get home, you can also take the opportunity to go back and ponder, and temporarily cram, in case you get better. Especially if there are good teachers, good parents, or children of nobles. Give them one night and maybe tomorrow will be a rebirth of themselves.

Next, a group of students either left alone, or left in groups.

In the Delmar Mansion, Han Feng and the two sisters and Linda Lina plus a kitten sat in the hall.

"Not bad!" Han Feng praised with a face: "However, the next game is not so easy, all the rookies you met in front of you are rookies, and after the rookies are finished, every student behind will be different." ”

"Whoever it is, we're going to win!" Asuna said proudly.

"That's right......"

After dinner, everyone left the arena and returned to their rooms to practice silently, striving to continue to go further in tomorrow's competition.

......

Han Feng's room.

Fake and Han Feng sat opposite each other.

Falk sat a little stiffly opposite Han Feng.

Speaking of which, the two of them are of the same age, and the age of Han Feng's current body is only fifteen or sixteen years old. And Fake is almost this age, if it weren't for Han Feng being an extraordinarily powerful powerhouse, everyone would not be able to look at Han Feng in a normal light.

Usually people subconsciously ignore Han Feng's age, but now two people who are close to each other are sitting together, one of them is respectful and restrained, and the whole scene looks as weird as it gets.

"Lord Han Feng, what are you looking for me!" said Farker respectfully with a weak breath of air.

"You still have a competition tomorrow, and I've decided to teach you a piece of exercise!" Han Feng said slowly. Originally, with Farke's strength, if there was no change, it would still be difficult to enter the third round of the game, so Han Feng came to give Farke changes.

Of course, other students will definitely have similar means, after all, there is no shortage of noble children in the Demon Martial Arts Academy, and those noble children often enjoy all kinds of superior treatment when they return home, so they may really be able to succeed in one day's hard work.

Not allowing Fak to speak, Han Feng pointed out, and a burst of glazed golden light converged on the tips of his fingers, bursts of Buddha chanting, and mysterious runes were blooming.

Then, Han Feng exited the room, leaving Falk to comprehend quietly, and then, Han Feng also went to teach Linda Lina some of the exercises one by one, while Asuna and Alina didn't need it, the two of them had been practicing Buddhism exercises from the beginning, and their understanding of Buddhism exercises was definitely deeper than theirs, and they needed to settle down and slowly understand.

Of course, what Han Feng taught Lindalina and Falk must be reduced versions, after all, they are not Asuna and Arina, they do not have the talent of two sisters, and there is a deeper reason, in the words of the previous life: people have selfish intentions......

......

The next day, the whole venue gathered a group of students, even those who were eliminated in the first round of the competition, although these students could not continue the competition, but still watched around.

Dangdangdang......

The bell rang and the race continued to be in full swing.

"Fark vs. Ford!"

"Hey, it's that Fack's game again, go and see!" On the stage, the nobles immediately became interested and shifted their eyes to the ring where Fake was.

In the ring.

"You're Fack?"

A young man in aristocratic clothes stood opposite Fake, with red lips and white teeth, and a proud face, like a condescending big man, with an arrogant face. At the same time, there seemed to be a contempt in his eyes.

"I really don't know what this dirt bun is worthy of my father's attention!" Ford felt unhappy in his heart.

Last night, Ford's father, a minor nobleman, called Ford to his study and told him to be careful in the ring with a man named Falck. This naturally annoyed Ford, and Ford did not dare to ask his father questions, so he naturally took the fire out on Fack. The more I think about last night, the more upset Ford becomes, and his face seems to say, I'm very upset with you.

And Fack, who was standing opposite Ford, was puzzled for a while: why does this man seem to be insane, I don't remember that I provoked him, and muttered secretly in my heart.

At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, Ford stood in front of Falke in a dignified manner, his eyes suddenly lost focus, and then his face suddenly became very unhappy, causing bursts of laughter from all the students.

The surrounding laughter reached Ford's ears, and Ford was awakened.

"Haha, this Ford seems to be a stupid fork!"

Suddenly, Ford's face turned red and purple, and his eyes turned red.

"Dile, this is your son, just like you, haha!" a nobleman burst out laughing, with tears in his eyes.

"This little bunny!" Dirrey shook his hand, angry in his heart, but his face was pretending to be calm.

"Game on!"

As soon as the referee's words fell, the angry Ford moved, and the whole person turned into an angry bull.

Stepping on the earth, the whole person stands up to the sky like a giant. As soon as the hand was flipped, a rich fighting spirit operated in a strange way in Ford's hands, and the entire void was filled with ripples, and the boundless air flow seemed to gather in Ford's palm, and an air mass formed by the fighting spirit was formed in his hand, and countless air currents around him ran slowly with the rotation of the air mass.

Ford's whole person seems to be a god holding the universe in his hands.

"Shhh