The sun is rising, it is autumn, and there is no heat in the sky, and it is the time when the body and mind feel comfortable.

There was a faint breeze blowing in the square, and the crowd was still full of people sitting in the entire stands.

The excitement has not diminished at all, on the contrary, it has improved a lot, because the more you see such a game, the more exciting it will become.

The students of the two academies also walked out one after another after breakfast.

The breakfast was very exquisite, and it was almost delivered to the dormitory for the students, not to mention the food, and the royal family would not use garbage to entertain it.

However, some students remained in the dormitory.

It was the people who were ordered by Tian Zero, and the number of people in the Demon Academy at the moment was a little less than that of the God and Demon Academy opposite.

The bluestone paved the ground, and in the face of the continuous attacks of the students, the entire huge stone platform did not even leave a trace, which shows its solidity.

It's still the old man of yesterday, and today he looks even more indifferent in a black robe.

As soon as the voice of "No. 44" came out, the audience fell silent again.

It's just that this is not the case on the side of Sky Zero, and No. 44 is none other than the number of fishing rods.

And the other party also stood up a guy, not weak, almost a lot stronger than the fishing rod.

"Haha, Childe, it's finally my turn" The rod laughed at the sound.

However, the faces of the few people next to him became extremely solemn, and even Tian Ling did not have any expression.

It's that simple, you can meet anything.

It can be regarded as the fishing rod is unlucky, and everyone sighs.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why do you all have such expressions?" asked the fishing rod, puzzled.

As for the man on the stage, he simply ignored it.

From the point of view of the fishing rod, it should be easy to say that it is also the first round of elimination, right?

"Nothing, you have to be careful," Tang Leng shook his head and said.

Looking at the other party's appearance, he is definitely not an ordinary person, and it can be said that he is comparable to the high-level students on his side.

But I don't know if the strength of the fishing rod is enough.

"Be careful of what?" asked the rod stupidly.

Underestimate yourself too much, can't you even get over a first game?

"See for yourself," Big Bear pointed behind the rod.

The other party has already stepped onto the stage and is about to show his strength.

The fishing rod turned its head and was suddenly stunned, because the man on the stage had already released his fighting spirit.

The orange level 9 fighter turned out to be an orange level 9 fighter!

"I rely on" is to be mentally prepared, and everyone also exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, everyone is already about to step into the ranks of yellow fighters.

"If you can't beat it, give up as soon as possible," Tian Ling said lightly.

The strength of the other party is not something that the fishing rod can compete with now, and the reason why I say this is because I don't want to hit the fishing rod.

Orange junior and half yellow fighter, is such a fight possible?

Not to mention fishing rods, even if you face such a situation yourself, it is extremely dangerous.

"Yes," said the rod reluctantly.

The expressions are rich, and most of them are reluctant.

Because at least for the first time, the rod doesn't want to throw in the towel easily.

But the fishing rod also knows that the other party is not something that he can defeat, so if he really can't do it, he will give up.

After some helplessness, the fishing rod walked into the ring.

Under the attention of tens of thousands of people, I have to make a few moves, otherwise it will not be very faceless?

"Childe, isn't this a bit dangerous?" said Prison Dye worriedly.

It's completely possible to admit defeat, why go up.

Prison Dye believes that in this case, it is impossible for anyone else to reverse it except Childe.

Even if it's your friend's fishing rod.

"yes, Childe, you don't really want him to try it, do you?" asked Prison Ting innocently.

In Prison's opinion, fishing rods are dangerous at the moment.

The progress in the Demon Academy made Prison Ting realize the gap in strength, and he became much more mature when he spoke.

"He'll make a choice," Sky Zero said.

Don't force the impossible, the rod is a smart guy and should know how to do it.

There is another reason, don't look at only a few short tricks, this can also be called fishing rods to learn something that can save lives.

Only in such a situation can it be understood, so the day zero refuses before it starts.

"Looks like you mean something else, I think I understand," Bing Rou said calmly, turning her head.

There was a twinkle in his eyes, and it seemed that he could guess Tian Zero's thoughts.

"Sister Bingrou, what is it?" asked the beggar curiously.

I'm so anxious, why can't I comprehend anything?

Bing Rou smiled faintly, did not speak, and threw herself into the fishing rod competition again.

"Yan Gang, fishing rod," the fishing rod said as he looked at the man and opened his mouth.

Even if you lose, you have to let people know who you are.

Besides, he doesn't plan to admit defeat at the beginning, he is a member of the Yan Gang, and he can't do such stupid things.

The man ignored the fishing rod, and the wide axe turned into an afterimage without saying a word.

"Rely on" the fishing rod said unpleasantly.

The body is not slow, and the shrewd fishing rod is naturally always guarding against men.

The body also retreated quickly, but the speed was not as fast as the man, and he was hit by the remaining strength.

Slid to the edge of the stone platform, and then stabilized himself.

This guy's strength is really great, the fishing rod said to himself with a wry smile.

My whole body is numb now, is this the gap?

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, the axe slashed his head.

The fishing rod fell to the ground in a hurry and rolled a few laps, but it couldn't be beaten, and it had to hold on for a few rounds while running.

The idea of a fishing rod is good, but it's really hard to get it in practice.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The stone platform made several noises as the axe slashed down.

The rod was also shaken by the excess power.

Regardless of his physical discomfort, he stood up and shot out the mist in his hand, which was also a last stand.

"I throw in the towel," the rod shouted as it was shot.

This move can be counted as the final blow of oneself.

There is no possibility of getting close at all, and there is no hope for the fishing rod, so if you lose, you will lose.

"Ding"

The man didn't expect the rod to attack him, so he resisted a little hastily.

It was also a burst of blood rolling, and just about to have a seizure, I heard the other party admit defeat.

Although he won, the man felt very aggrieved.

"Haha, good job, this guy is probably going to be very angry, it's not unjust to lose, it's worth it" Li Yi waited until the fishing rod came down and smiled.

I don't know how this guy's head grows, but such a thing can be done.

"Generally average, third in the world," said the rod modestly.

If it weren't for the other party's urgency, what would it be.

Three hundred rounds of the battle is not a problem, but the fishing rod is not a problem.

Everyone is here, let's be silently proud!