Back at the Luna Inn, once again there was no word for the night.

The next day's "exchange and exchange" continued without moving. But before noon, Li Zeyu simply suspended today's exchanges.

For no other reason, Nangong's progress is too fast...... More precisely, it is that his strength has improved too quickly.

Nangong, who opened the knot by the river last night, finally let go of his heart, no longer entangled with the so-called "bureau" of Lance, and just acted according to his own heart.

Therefore, today's exchange, he played that very well.

Originally, he only had the realm of the early stage of spiritual possession, and he had no strength to match it, and his cultivation was only four or five percent.

And after sparring with the four challengers this morning, he finally has the strength to match his realm!

The so-called realm refers to the realm of cultivation.

For example, the first-order psychic period, the second-order spirit attachment period, the third-order spirit gathering period, the fourth-order spirit transformation period, the fifth-order spirit period, the sixth-order Yuan True Realm, the seventh-order Yuan Crystal Realm, the eighth-order Yuan Void Realm - which is commonly known as the Thunder Tribulation Period, and the ninth-order Yuan Heaven Realm, that is, the Heaven and Man Realm......

These five "periods", four "realms" and nine "stages" are the so-called realms.

And strength, to a high level, is a kind of ability to exert the power that one's own realm should have, and in layman's terms, it is combat effectiveness.

For example, if your strength is 100, but the destructive power you can exert is only 90, then your combat power is 90......

And this division of combat power, the cultivation world has a vague concept of division, they call it: quality.

Those who can exert 90 percent of their combat effectiveness are the ninth grade, and those who can exert 50 percent of their combat effectiveness are the fifth grade......

In the actual battle, the exertion of strength will also be affected by a variety of factors, such as martial arts, one's own state, combat awareness, the right time and place, and whether the martial arts or alien abilities of the two sides are mutually restrictive.

Ordinary cultivators can exert six to seven percent of their realm power. Those who can play more than eighty percent are basically either people with rich combat experience, or people with extremely high combat talent, or the martial arts they have learned and used are extremely well designed and suitable, and can give full play to their own strength.

And those who can reach the ninth grade can only be said to be a combat genius, or they can also be called monsters.

......

Getting back to business, let's go back to Nangong.

Before coming to Qinglong City, Nangong's realm was in the late stage of psychic, and now it is between the early and middle stages of spiritual possession. But before today, his strength was not even enough for the third grade.

As for Liang Zi...... According to Miss Lance, she has at least nine pins of strength, that is, in every battle, she can "steadily" exert more than ninety percent of her strength.

This is a freak, and there is no comparison with Nangong, so let's not talk about it for the time being.

Last night, it only took Nangong an hour to comprehend the boxing theory taught by Liang Zi, and then it took another hour to memorize this set of martial arts in his chest.

After practicing for another hour, I have my own understanding.

However, this is still not ...... used, but was still beaten by Liang Zi without accident before being dragged back to the hotel.

Drink, bathe, sleep.

On the second day, that is, today, as soon as he woke up, Nangong started fighting energetically after breakfast.

Liang Zi explained to Qinglong City what a freak was.

At this time, Nangong taught Li Zeyu what it means to be a genius...... Almost after a battle, he improved his combat effectiveness.

When fighting against the first opponent, Nangong narrowly won.

The second, evenly divided.

The third, slightly better.

Fourth, it is easy to play.

Now it's the fifth......

"This is not a competition, this is called abuse and beating......" Li Zeyu secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This speed...... What the hell!"

Looking at the student in front of him who was beaten and had no power to fight back, his expression was very strange, and after half a sound, he simply shouted: "Stop...... We threw in the towel......"

Call......

Before the punch hit the student's face, Nangong stopped in time, kicked his leg unsatisfied, and asked, "Isn't this a good fight, why do you suddenly admit defeat?"

This is typical of getting cheap and selling well!

The good-natured Li Zeyu didn't say this, he just stared at Nangong's face for a long time.

When he saw Nangong wondering if a flower had grown on his face, Li Zeyu said: "Today's discussion with Nangong Shu is suspended, and it will continue tomorrow." In the next game, Wang Ze will fight against Nangong Zi, please prepare for both sides. ”

Liang Zi silently took a step forward.

And that Wang Ze swallowed his saliva, his face was a little unnatural.

In the past few days, this violent girl in purple has left a deep impression on the hearts of the two junior students of the 72nd Academy.

At the beginning, the more than 70 students who were selected as representatives, all of them thought about which mountain the Northwest Dragon City was, and they had never even heard of it. The mountain buns that come out of the mountains, how strong can they be?

Therefore, everyone thought that this "exchange meeting" was this year's welfare, and the college was changing its way to give them credits, and they were all happy, gearing up, and even some students who were full of self-confidence also opened a handicap with their classmates, betting on how many moves they would win.

However, in the past two days, Liang Zi has fully interpreted what it means to be a woman and not let her eyebrows go, and what is a hero who doesn't ask about her background......

Thinking of the comparison of the mentality of several classmates before and after the war yesterday, Wang Ze felt a little weak under his feet: What kind of credit is this?

However, avoiding without fighting is not the style of Qinglong students, knowing that they are invincible, they must also face difficulties!

"I hope I don't lose too badly......"

Wang Ze made up his mind in his heart, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault: "No matter how you die, you have to survive a hundred and ten moves to lose the game, and it will be a little face-saving to go back like this......"

As soon as he thought of this, he assumed a posture of all-out defense.

Who knows, what happened below made everyone dumbfounded.

Wang Ze took a defensive position, the enemy did not move, and he played steadily, which is understandable.

However, Liang Zi, who used to like to tease opponents with super speed and attack like grabbing food, is also motionless at the moment, which is unacceptable.

"Could it be that there is some strange trick, want to strike later, and win with one move?"

Not only Wang Ze, but even Li Zeyu thought so, so he waited quietly.

"How can I let you get your wish!" Wang Ze cheered himself up in his heart, concentrating on vigilance, watching all directions, listening to all directions, ready to block the little pink fist that would appear from which direction it would appear.

However......

Tea time passed, and Liang Zi remained motionless.

A moment passed, and Liang Zi was still motionless.

Another moment passed......

Liang Zi finally moved, and she suddenly raised her hand-

"Drink, come on!"

Wang Ze let out a loud shout, his hands danced, and he couldn't splash water on his face and chest—after the observation of the previous two days, the purple-clothed girl liked to launch a first attack from these two parts.

"Defend and counterattack, seek victory in stability, defend tightly, and never leak!" Wang Ze couldn't help but be very satisfied with his strategic policy.

But the next moment, he couldn't wait to dip this sentence in some soy sauce and swallow it back.

Liang Zi is moving......

But she just raised her hand and stroked the wind-blown hair in front of her...... That's it, there is no intention of doing it at all.

Her eyes looked a little dazed, as if she was in a fugue.

An eccentric atmosphere permeated the room......

Li Zeyu stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, which were a little sour, and he suddenly found that he had frowned a little too many times today.

"This girl...... What kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd?"

When everyone was secretly speculating, Nangong, who knew her best, was the first to notice that something was wrong: Liang Zi's eyes were not wandering, but shrinking. She's not fugue, she's scared!

Liang Zi will be afraid of fighting?!

What are you kidding! Nangong, who knew Liang Zi best, came to a conclusion that he thought was ridiculous.

But this is Nangong's most accurate intuition.

At this time, the little girl who was watching the battle with melon seeds suddenly shouted: "Ah Zi, what are you doing?

Red......

As soon as he heard this word, Liang Zi seemed to be stimulated, and his face suddenly turned a little pale.

Gritting her silver teeth, her fists rose and fell, and after a few breaths, she seemed to have finally made up her mind, and her body shape was wrong, and she appeared in front of Wang Ze.

The fair-skinned fist aimed at Wang Ze's chin and punched it......

Wang Ze raised his hand to block, but suddenly found that the force in the fist was amazingly weak, and her speed was surprisingly slow......!

His unconscious palm was just a hand, and he didn't expect to hit it at all, and even he was ready for seven or eight changes after the palm missed, but he didn't expect it......

This palm was hit!

The follow-up seven or eight changes could not be performed, Wang Ze was stunned, looking at his palm blankly, unsure whether he overestimated her or underestimated himself.

Surprisingly, Liang Zi didn't take advantage of his distraction to attack, but retreated back at a faster speed.

Seeing this situation, Li Zeyu's sour brows had just been soothed, but Nangong's heart suddenly pinched.

The next moment, he remembered the red-dyed dagger from yesterday......

"Damn it!"

There was a trace of hatred in Nangong's eyes, and he quietly clenched his fists.

After half a ring, Nangong said in a deep voice: "Brother Zeyu...... Stop, let's throw in the towel! The remaining eight games don't have to be fought, all of them admit defeat!"

"Why is that?" Li Zeyu was surprised.

The remaining students, who had won ten free credits out of thin air before making a move, also expressed their surprise before smiling.

Nangong shook his head and didn't answer, just looked at Liang Zi with a pale face for a moment, and the pain in his heart was beyond words.

Looking at his expression, and looking at Liang Zi carefully, Li Zeyu finally found the problem, "Heart disorder?"

Nangong nodded silently.

At this moment, Liang Zi couldn't fight at all.

Her body is fine, and Nangong was very happy to fight last night.

But yesterday's assassin's death ...... has left an indelible shadow on her pure heart. Before stepping out of the shadows, Liang Zi was full of strength, and there were less than three grades left.

In such a state, of course, the fight will not be won.

Nangong sighed secretly: "This situation ...... How similar is it to Lin Xuanran back then?"

When she was a child, Lin Xuanran couldn't control herself with the power of darkness, so she would rather be beaten by Bai Rong'er and bruised all over her body than fight back, because she was afraid that she would hurt the innocent if she was not careful.

Liang Zi stood in place, his expression blank and his eyes empty.

It wasn't until Nangong walked to her side that she came back to her senses as if she was suddenly startled, "Nan ...... Nangong, I ......"

"Needless to say, I know. ”

Seeing the panic and fear in her eyes, Nangong suddenly felt a pain in her heart, rubbed her hair, and said in a low voice: "It's all my fault...... It's me who is too weak to protect you. ”

Liang Zi did not correct the language in his words, and lowered his head silently.