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Ian glanced at his number, number 1026, and he was the 513th matchup.

There are only a hundred rings in the martial arts arena, and according to the rules, he is the sixth round of the No. 13 ring.

Devil was No. 2506, the 13th round of Ring 6, and such a long wait time made this lively girl pout, and Ian whispered comfort beside her.

"Hey, Roman, how many numbers are you, don't run into them then. Rand and Winnie came from afar, smiling.

"I'm 1026 and Devile is 2506. Ian avoided Winnie's gaze and said to Rand,

He really doesn't want to face Winnie now, this guy has been looking at him strangely since yesterday's ring match, the other party doesn't ask, and he can't take the initiative to explain, otherwise he will become a desire to cover up.

"That's good, that's good. Rand made an exaggerated gasp and continued, "I'm really afraid I'm going to meet the favorite." ”

"What's the favourite?" Ian wondered, going straight back to being hungry after yesterday's challenge, what would he be looking out for.

"Actually, it's just a few well-informed people who have nothing to do to make inferences, and it's not a big deal. Rand shook his head, and he had the right to listen to an interesting story.

"Oh, how many of them?" asked Devile, her eyes lit up.

"It's just a few acquaintances from the same class. Rand coughed and bought a pass, and then saw Devile looking at him with an unkind face, and hurriedly said.

"There were six of them, the plane twins Gath and Devilar, Winnie, Lingkong, and the level 16 ranger Elason was already the stuffy gourd Sheden next to Gath. ”

"That guy?" Ian remembered him, the hooded man who made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Why don't you have a brother?"

Devile shook Ian's arm and screamed for him, but Ian laughed and stopped her.

Of course, he knows that he will not be the favorite to win the championship, and although he showed great strength in the ring fight yesterday, there is still a clear gap between the six players in the first echelon.

After all, except for Gais, the other five are all sixteenth-level, and they are also the top geniuses, so the factor that determines the victory or defeat, in addition to the restraint relationship, is only the professional level.

"But yesterday's battle has given Ian a lot more admirers," Winnie suddenly answered, looking at Ian with a smile.

"Now you are called a genius brother and sister, my sister is below the same level, all the spells of each department, and my brother has learned all the combat skills of the fighting profession, even the skill of the cross slash is difficult to pervert, you can use it extremely skillfully, I wonder when Ian will guide me to focus on the combat skills of the hammer warrior?"

"Winnie, I'm Roman, not Ian. Ian seriously repeated again, this violent woman doesn't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, she always calls herself Ian, so that he has a feeling of being recognized.

"Got it, got it. Winnie waved her hand absently, and continued, "I've always felt that the use of the double hammer throw is not very coherent, I don't know ......."

"Stop, stop!"

Ian was embarrassed, he didn't want to fall into the trap, so he casually pulled a few sentences and began to change the topic: "Is there any handicap today?"

"Not yet," Winnie was intrigued, but she shifted her attention.

"There will only be a handicap after seven rounds, and that group of guys actually said that they were afraid of match-fixing, which is really ......"

As soon as they started talking about gambling, Winnie chattered, and Ian took the opportunity to pull Devile out of the ring.

"Winnie, they're all gone" Rand couldn't stand it anymore and stopped her.

"Yes, let's go," Winnie said with a little regret.

looked in the direction where the two left, and said in his heart: "The probability is close to fifty, I want to find a chance to confirm it." ”

......

Ian pulled Devile to ring 13, and he was in the fifth round, and he should be able to take his turn soon.

The warriors and rangers are fighting on the stage, and the rangers are agile under their feet, always distancing themselves from the warriors, and slowly wearing away the warriors' fighting spirit and strength with bows and arrows. And the warrior is also aware of this, and desperately wants to get close to the ranger.

"Die!"

The warrior was lucky enough to take two arrows, raised his heavy sword, and slashed down with both hands that pulled out the mountains and rivers, intending to crush his opponent with one blow.

"I'm so anxious"

Ian shook his head, the warrior's tactic of approaching the Ranger was correct, but there was one thing he understood problematicly, that is, the Ranger was not just an archer, and he lost the ability to resist when he was close to him.

A hint of mockery appeared in the corner of the ranger's eyes, and he looked at the heavy sword like a mountain, and with the strength under his feet, his body jumped to the right like an arrow, and he was able to dodge the warrior's attack.

Then the whole body quickly changed direction, and as the warrior stiffened, he took out the dagger stuck in his boot and slashed it easily on his sword-holding right hand, and the heavy sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

By the time the warrior looked up, the cold dagger was already across his neck.

"I lost," the warrior said in a deep voice, looking dejected.

"Agreed" ranger dashingly floated down from the warrior's side, with the unique pride of the winner, walked off the ring with his head held high, and the victory or defeat was already recorded by the referee teacher of the No. 13 ring when the warrior surrendered.

The second fight in Ring 13 is over.

......

"In the fifth game of the thirteenth ring, No. 1025 Caster vs. No. 1026 Ian. ”

In just half an hour, two battles ended quickly, and hearing the referee's call, Ian jumped into the ring, causing a wave of amazement from the audience.

"Ian, is it really him?" was the reaction of the general public.

"Custer was so unlucky to run into Ian" this is his friend.

"Come on Custer, kick this trick-loving Ian down!" was the voice of a man of good deeds.

Ignoring this, Ian watched as his opponent walked into the ring with a solemn face, his eyes firmly fixed on Ian.

"I know you're strong. ”

Karst's magic surged, his robe swayed with the wind, he was a fourteenth-level kamikaze mage, and said in a deep voice: "But I'm not weak either!"

"Wind Blade!"

Custer roared, and dozens of pale green wind blades appeared in the air, shooting at Ian in a continuous, almost instantaneous explosion.

Custer had seen Ian's previous ring battles, and knew that his body was flexible, his combat skills were changeable, and fighting with him and chanting large-scale magic was undoubtedly looking for death, and this third-level spell Wind Blade was the most skillful spell he used, and it could be released with a single gesture.

There is also a hint of expectation in the eyes of the audience, how will he deal with so many wind blade techniques?

There are also many students who are looking forward to an upset and more talk for them after dinner.

But that's obviously not going to happen.

Shout!

A black arrow pierced through the wind blade, destroying all the wind blades that burst into it, and then grazing Rust's cheek like lightning, adding a trail of blood to his face.

Custer froze, a smile on his face, drowning in fear.

The audience froze, and the raised slap was pressed into the air, and it was not closed for a long time.

The cheers died still, and there was a dead silence under Ring 13.

Only Devier's face has not changed in the slightest.

"Instant Wind Blade, it's a small path, you're going in the wrong direction. Ian walked slowly over to Custer and looked at his dull face, said slowly, and then walked out of the ring.

"The fifth fight in Ring 13. 1206 Ian wins!"

The referee broke the silence under the ring, the black arrow that was enough to kill Custer just now, of course he saw it, and sighed, but it was a pity that this mage with good strength was eliminated in the first round, otherwise he could go further.

Devile stood there with a smile and a smile, without a hint of surprise.

"Let's go"

Ian greeted, and suddenly the ring in front of him became noisy.

"It's bad luck. Two people from the first class actually met in the first round."

"Hans is also unlucky, he actually ran into her, there is no chance. ”

"Not necessarily, after all, two people have the same profession and are familiar with each other's moves......"

"I don't have a chance to be familiar with the moves, this guy, but he deserves to be the number one assassin in the academy. ”

"There's a good show"

The corners of Ian's mouth lifted as he pulled Devile towards ring 16.

In the ring, Hans held a dagger with an ugly face, his legs tense, ready to launch a thunderous blow at any moment, staring at his opponent as if he were facing some kind of flood beast.

And what put so much pressure on him was a beautiful girl with white hair and white eyes, with long hair hanging down to her waist, a pair of jade feet naked on the ground, silently looking at her opponent, her expression did not fluctuate.

Empty of the sky!