"Which side do you like?"

Lan Jin, who returned to the audience, sat down on the seat next to Feng Ren, and no one else dared to sit in this seat even if it was empty, and he didn't know who he was afraid of.

Feng Ren didn't turn his head and replied directly: "Of course I hope Luo Haitao wins, at least then there will be one less trouble for me in the challenge." ”

Lan Jin felt a little resentful or disappointed that Feng Ren didn't even look at her, and she whispered, "What if he also challenges you?"

"Whoever dares to stand in my way, I will step on him, whoever he is. Feng Ren's tone was unambiguous.

Lan Jin sighed and said, "Sometimes, I think you are a little scary to calm down. And sometimes, you're more impulsive than anyone else......"

"If the target I have to protect may be threatened, I will do everything possible to save it, and at that time, I am afraid that I really can't continue to remain calm. Feng Ren said without hesitation, for Lan Jin, he felt that he didn't need to hide anything.

"What you want is to enter the North Court through the identity of the reserve team of the Academy Tournament, and then take the opportunity to find the whereabouts of the Akaji Ghost Flower, right? I really envy Sister Xiaoxuan, it's good to have someone you care about her so much and love her. ”

Feng Ren pondered for a while and then slowly spoke: "If it were you, I'm afraid I would do the same...... I don't want my friends to be hurt in any way!"

A little flattered Lan Jin stopped talking, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a contemplative look.

In the arena, Luo Haitao and Zhang Ziqiang have already tried a few moves with each other, because both sides are still a little cautious, they leave a lot of hands when they make moves, but no one has been able to achieve the slightest result.

Moreover, the two people who fought against each other were both soil attributes, and they were not very good at attacking, and they did not have an offensive strong enough to break through the surface with points, but instead had a steady defense and a thick attack. Each time the blades collided with each round, they splattered with fireworks, and they were fleeting.

Twenty moves have passed, and there is still no distinction between up and down. Not to mention that Luo Haitao and Zhang Ziqiang in the battle already felt a little bored, and even most of the students in the audience felt a little bored and couldn't stand it.

"Don't you think you're stronger than me? Why are you still fighting so restrained? If you want to win against me, you can't just rely on this! Use all your strength, otherwise I want to see if you really can't die if you really fight like Xiaoqiang!"

The horizontal hand used a silver shield to block dozens of heavy blows from Zhang Ziqiang's continuous splitting, and Luo Haitao chattered endlessly with a provocative intent.

Zhang Ziqiang, who was enraged, couldn't bear it, he was a tenacious person himself, and his brain often only made subjective assumptions, which was very difficult to do, and he couldn't see the provocations of others.

The steel whip swiped and dragged the dark cyan afterimage, Zhang Ziqiang's body twisted and jumped into the air, and the whole person's limbs were faintly glowing with a very faint layer of earthy yellow light.

Luo Haitao knew that Zhang Ziqiang was provoked by himself all of a sudden, and he had given up the offensive and defensive ways and turned to a simple offensive, and this was exactly what he wanted. Anger can sometimes make people exert extraordinary strength, but most of the time it makes people temporarily lose their minds. For people like Zhang Ziqiang, it can only be the latter.

Dozens of whip-shaped phantoms appeared behind Zhang Ziqiang, and smashed down with his seemingly slow-moving whip. In the slamming down, these phantoms slowly converged towards the center, merging into the dark cyan steel whip one by one, causing the whip body to be surrounded by strips of earthy yellow streamers that kept circling.

"Take my trick and kill the rockslide!"

Zhang Ziqiang shouted angrily, and the steel whip slammed down, and the dozens of earthy yellow streamers that instantly accelerated their circling speed all submerged into the dark cyan phantom, and all of them smashed heavily on the surface of the silver shield that Luo Haitao blocked in front of him. At the moment before the phantom descended, the ground under Luo Haitao's feet suddenly sank inside, and an invisible pulling force grabbed his body.

Boom!

The dust kicked up during the collision completely covered the center of the arena, and only a faint afterimage could be seen from the outside. The cracks on the floor that spread from the inside to the outside pierced through the shroud of smoke and dust, spreading almost the entire arena.

Before the earthy yellow smoke and dust had completely dissipated, another dull crash sound pierced through it, and then a figure broke through the obstruction of sight and flew out, but it was Zhang Ziqiang, who had occupied the attacker before. And now he looked a little embarrassed, and his ragged clothes revealed several purple-blue bruises on his body.

Luo Haitao's figure rushed out of the sky of smoke and dust after him, and at this time, he had already turned the silver shield in his left hand to the side, and the black sword in his right hand was diagonally behind him.

Zhang Ziqiang, who was shortened in an instant, was powerless to dodge, and instinctively held the steel whip across his chest to catch a sword slashed out by Luo Haitao's side, and the violent impact made his wrist with the whip sink downward.

Without waiting for Zhang Ziqiang to react, Luo Haitao waved the silver shield in his left hand and hit the opponent's shoulder with the edge. Zhang Ziqiang, whose right arm was linked due to the steel whip being pressed down, turned pale in an instant, and he had no choice but to reach out his left palm with his bare hand to resist the impact of the shield.

When the pain in the palm of his hand had not affected his entire arm, Zhang Ziqiang gritted his teeth and closed his five fingers, and grabbed Luo Haitao's silver shield, but it was still pushed back a few inches before it was stabilized, and the back of his palm was almost attached to his shoulder. However, this is much better than a direct hit.

Luo Haitao, whose shield collision was stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly twisted his right wrist to pull out the black sword that was pressed on the steel whip, sparking all the way. However, he only stopped his movements after more than half of the blade of the long sword was withdrawn, and turned to the hilt of the sword to press down and crashed out, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword actually collided with Zhang Ziqiang's hand holding the end of the whip.

Zhang Ziqiang, who had never thought that there would be such a strange trick, withdrew his right hand in pain, and because of this, he almost put the steel whip on his throat, and the door in front of his chest was wide open.

Taking this opportunity, Luo Haitao's sword edge was raised, and the tip of the sword stabbed out from Zhang Ziqiang's chest, cutting a whole piece along his left chest and then from the top of his left shoulder. If Zhang Ziqiang, who hadn't reacted to it, immediately moved his arm blocking the shield away, Luo Haitao would probably have cut off his left arm directly with a sword uplift.

But no matter what, Luo Haitao still wouldn't do such a murderous thing. He tried his best to control the exact strength of the sword just now, so that Zhang Ziqiang only suffered some skin injuries, and there was no possibility of fatality. On the surface of the scar, only dozens of blood beads were oozing outward.

Luo Haitao danced the silver shield that had lost its restraints and hit it at close range, and this time it finally hit Zhang Ziqiang's defenseless right rib, pushing it out several meters away.

Zhang Ziqiang's body shook violently several times in a row while retreating, and finally fortunately leaned down and propped his left hand on the floor before he stopped to stabilize his body, and his back heel was basically at the edge of the entire arena, and he was about to fall down within a few inches. The crack in the floor that had been shattered by himself before was cut like a sharp blade in the palm of his hand against the ground, leaving several interlaced blood marks.

No longer continuing to pursue Luo Haitao, the left shield and the right sword stood there, looking at Zhang Ziqiang, who was countered by a move, and said: "Go down yourself, you can't beat me anymore now." ”

Zhang Ziqiang's face was unwilling, and he shouted: "Why? I haven't lost yet!"

After that, he fortunately threw out the steel whip, and directly raised his palms to attack Luo Haitao with his bare hands, and the two palms protected by the earth-attribute true qi were also considered hard, and they made a loud sound when they hit the silver shield, but they couldn't break through the defense.

After defending Zhang Ziqiang unilaterally for nearly a hundred palms in a row, Luo Haitao seized the opportunity to collide with the silver shield and push the opponent's figure back out, and took advantage of the situation to put the black sword horizontally in front of him and said: "If you vent enough, go down by yourself." If you have to force me to do it, you'll be a little embarrassed. ”

Zhang Ziqiang gasped a few times in a row, his hanging palms were already a little red, even if he had the protection of true qi, the result of hitting the shield was still uncomfortable. He was unwilling in his heart now, Gangzi thought that he could grab the advantage of the blow when he smashed down the silver shield, and when he smashed it down, he actually recoiled with all his strength, and nearly half of his strength actually turned against him and counterattacked. And he also sacrificed his defense to lay a light gravitational traction on this blow, in order to let Luo Haitao bear the biggest impact, but he didn't expect that it was himself who suffered.

However, what he didn't expect was that Luo Haitao's ancestral silver shield had the terrifying ability of fire, ice, and earth attribute refraction, and even if he didn't use it, he could easily stop the attack, as long as the opponent's strength was not too much beyond his own. As for the matching black sword, it has the power to slightly peel and disintegrate the opponent's defense.

Black sword and silver shield, one attack and one defense, can be called perfect. However, because it is not too prominent, Luo Haitao is likely to be very passive if he faces those martial artists who take extreme routes. Fortunately, there are very few such people. And with the help of the power of this pair of combined blades, plus his rich combat experience. Luo Haitao has crossed the level of battles a lot.

Seeing that Zhang Ziqiang still did not give up and wanted to continue to hold on, Luo Haitao felt a trace of helplessness in his heart, and then slashed out with a sword. The surface of the pitch-black blade glowed with a faint layer of earthy yellow light, which was a bit similar to Zhang Ziqiang's previous attack methods.

And Zhang Ziqiang's palms were stacked together in front of his chest, and the phantoms of the layers of stone walls came out, but they seemed to be real. However, no matter what it was, it couldn't stop Luo Haitao's mighty sword, and the sharp blade of the sword saw that the layers of stone walls were cut in two, and a cold air rushed towards Zhang Ziqiang, who was already helpless.

The sword blade stopped, and it was only less than half an inch away from Zhang Ziqiang's fleshy palm, and if he continued to cut it, he was destined to spill blood on the spot. After seeing that the other party seemed to be a little unwilling to admit defeat, Luo Haitao fortunately drew the black sword, and the silver shield collided again, sending Zhang Ziqiang out of the arena.

With Zhang Ziqiang, the referee gave an order and announced the result of Luo Haitao's victory.

Feng Ren, who had expected it for a long time, saw that the result of this game had been out, so naturally he would not feel much interest in the next game. But just as he got up and was about to leave, a strange feeling came to his mind, as if several people were watching him.

His gaze quickly swept across the audience, and Feng Ren felt that the strangeness receded, and he still caught a few figures. At the same time, however, a similar feeling resurfaced, and this time, Wind Ren was keenly aware that the source was actually in the arena.

Feng Ren turned his head to look and found that Luo Haitao was also looking at him, as he had thought before.

And at the same time as the four eyes met, Luo Haitao immediately retracted his gaze.

However, that ominous premonition still lingered in Feng Ren's heart.

There seemed to be a burning ...... in those eyes just now Seems to be a war spirit?

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