Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, this week is Friday.

On this day, the sky is clear, the wind is smooth, the blue sky and white clouds are above, a round of scorching sun is shining, and the time has reached noon.

In the Star Garden, in the arena, a lot of children have gathered at this moment. They sat around the battle platform or in the shade next to the arena, waiting quietly.

In the long corridor in the distance, children will come in groups from time to time.

On the seventy-third stage, San Lang was wearing a black power suit and sat on it with his eyes closed.

On the other side, Wubaqilang was also wearing a black power suit, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, waiting quietly.

Under the battle platform, Da Lang and his group and Twenty San Lang and his group stood on both sides of the battle platform, sweeping the battle for their respective partners.

Around, there was a large circle of teenagers and girls, who discussed with each other in low voices, guessing the outcome of this duel.

A breeze blew, and several coercion descended abruptly. On the high platform, in mid-air, a huge opening opened at some point, and Xiong Tianqing and others stepped out of it and slowly landed on the high platform.

When the coercion came, San Lang and Wubaqilang opened their eyes at the same time, and a flash of light flashed in their eyes, and they all stood up and stood upright.

In an instant, the arena, which was originally a slightly loose atmosphere, suddenly tensed, and all the children got up, bowed to Xiong Tianqing and the others on the high platform and shouted, "Disciples, welcome all ancestors!"

"No need to be polite. Xiong Tianqing stepped forward, and the majestic aura wrapped the sound and spread to every corner of the arena.

"Next, I announce that the first batch of matches in today's confrontation will begin!" Needless to say, Xiong Tianqing announced in a clear voice.

With Xiong Tianqing's order, it was like dry wood meeting fire, and the atmosphere in the arena was suddenly ignited, and the fighting spirit soared to the sky!

On platform 73, a middle-aged man walked to the middle of the platform.

Seeing this, San Lang and Wubachiro stepped forward one after another, until they reached the middle of the battle platform.

The two stood proudly, looking at each other, surging with fighting spirit!

"Respect!" shouted the referee as he stretched out his hand.

Hearing this, San Lang and Wubaqilang bowed in unison.

"Let's go!" the referee slowly retreated to the edge of the table.

San Lang and Wubaqilang retreated in an instant, widening the distance, blood and qi surged, and their eyes were locked on each other.

After a long time, Wubaqilang shouted loudly and took the lead in attacking, he slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body swept towards Saburo like an arrow from the string.

Seeing this, San Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, a fine light flashed in his eyes, his white blood condensed, and as soon as his body moved, he rushed straight towards Wubaqilang.

Like two comets, the two rays of light and shadow collide in the center of the battle platform in the blink of an eye!

Five-eight-seven Lang's eyes were like lightning, staring at San Lang, his fighting spirit was soaring, and his right fist blasted towards San Lang's door with fierce energy.

The shadow of the fist enlarged in his eyes, San Lang's pupils shrank, but his speed did not decrease at all, he took a step forward, pressed his waist sideways, and the buzzing sound in his ears sounded, and Gohachiro's fist brushed San Lang's ear.

With the force under his feet, his body was staggered, San Lang jumped up, flipped in the air, and his toes crossed a graceful arc, like a long whip and kicked towards the back of Wubaqilang's head.

A blow missed, stopped his fist to close the momentum, Wuhachiro felt a gust of evil wind coming from behind, but he didn't look back, he pressed his waist forward, his head was lowered, and a fierce wind swept over his head.

Without waiting for Saburo to stabilize his figure, Wubaqilang quickly approached Saburo's body, his blood and qi gathered, and his elbow hit Saburo's chest with a fierce wind.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it at this moment, Saburo turned the power of his blood veins into high speed, and the crystal-white blood qi gushed out like a jet, all of which gathered in front of his chest, forming a thick layer of armor like substance in an instant.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the blood exploded, and the violent force blasted San Lang away!

At the moment when he flew upside down, Saburo's right leg kicked out violently and kicked it on Gohachiro's chest.

The first round ended in a flash of lightning, and Saburo and Gohachishiro both flew upside down and slammed into the battle platform.

"Brother, come on!" The fierce and dangerous battle situation on the battle platform instantly ignited the blood in the chests of the spectators, and the eldest sister shouted loudly.

"Third brother, come on!"

"Five-eight-seven-, come on!"

For a while, the shouts everywhere shook the sky, and the atmosphere was hot!

On the battle platform, San Lang turned over and jumped up, he rubbed his sore and even a little stuffy chest, and smiled, even more warlike!

At the other end, Wubaqilang got up and moved his muscles and bones slightly, and the battle intent in his chest was surging, and without saying much, he rushed forward again.

San Lang was not afraid when he saw this, his body flickered, and he attacked Wubaqilang like a streamer.

The light and shadow intertwined, the blood exploded, and the two figures were entangled again.

Under the battle platform, the eldest sister clenched her fists, looking at the two of you coming and going, fighting fiercely, her expression was very nervous, and she deeply sweated for Saburo.

The big men on the side also stared at the scorching battle situation on the battle platform, refusing to miss a single thing.

"Bang!"

After fighting hundreds of he, and after another fierce collision, San Lang and Wubaqilang both retreated violently, and stepped on more than ten steps before forcibly stabilizing.

Large beads of sweat slipped down like flowing water, San Lang gasped for a few breaths, only felt sore, he moved his arm slightly, slowed down, his fists clenched again, the power of the blood veins ran extremely fast, the blood gushed out like spring water, and the momentum rose again!

Seeing this, Wubaqilang wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, took a deep breath, the power of the blood veins was running to the fastest, the blood and qi all over his body were condensed, the fighting spirit was high, his eyes became firm again, and he adjusted the state to the best.

"It's time to decide the winner!" Da Lang muttered when he saw this, his eyes flashed.

On the side, Erlang and the others were all staring at the battle platform, they held their breath one by one, their fists clenched unconsciously, and their expressions were nervous.

The palms of the eldest sister are already wet with sweat and she doesn't know it.

Under the gaze of everyone around them, the figures of San Lang and Wubaqilang moved at the same time, as fast as lightning, and they attacked each other like thunder.

The eyes of everyone in the audience were round, knowing that the decisive moment was coming, and their eyes followed closely, looking forward to the final victory, but they had forgotten to breathe.

On the battle platform, the wind and clouds changed abruptly, and in an instant, the two met again in the center!

As soon as he got closer, San Lang's fighting spirit soared to the sky, his blood and qi condensed, and with a wave of his palm, with terrifying energy, he tore the air and slapped towards Wubaqilang's chest.

Seeing this, the corners of Wubaqilang's mouth were slightly raised, and a touch of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, but he didn't avoid it, the blood and qi gathered in his chest, condensed into a thick wall, and the blood and qi in his right palm condensed along a special path in his arm, and also slapped towards San Lang's chest!

Seeing this, San Lang's eyes also flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, his momentum did not decrease, blood gushed out, gathered in front of his chest, and slapped out with a palm.

"Open the mountain palm!" Wubaqilang shouted in his heart and waved out his palm.

The winner will be divided, and everyone in the audience is in their throats at this moment.

"Bang!"

The blood exploded, and a storm of violent energy surged from the center of the battle platform to all sides.

San Lang's eyes were round, staring at Wubaqilang, with shock and incomprehension in his eyes.

A huge force struck, Saburo's chest was stuffy, and the feeling of severe pain hit his brain, and the whole person flew out upside down like a cannonball!

Wubaqilang slapped San Lang hard, snorted, and took more than ten steps backwards before forcibly stabilizing his body.

"Beautiful!"

"Well done!"

Seeing that San Lang flew directly upside down from the range of the battle platform, and the victory and defeat had been divided, Twenty San Lang and they immediately boiled.

"Third brother!"

"San Lang!"

"Brother!" Seeing Saburo fly out, the eldest sister was full of anxiety, and just wanted to rush out to catch it.

At this moment, a figure rushed out first, hugged San Lang, who flew out upside down, and landed safely with him.

San Lang looked back and saw that it was Da Lang, a smile squeezed out of his slightly pale face, and just about to open his mouth to thank him, there was a cramp in his chest, and when the blood was tumbling, a small mouthful of blood spurted out!

A little blood stain fell to the ground like a plum blossom, Da Lang's face changed wildly, and he asked anxiously: "Third brother, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Brother!" Seeing this, the eldest sister held Saburo's arm with both hands, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

"Third brother!"

"San Lang!"

Erlang and the others also gathered around, looking anxious.

San Lang only felt a warm heart, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, eased up, his face returned a little red, he stood firm, and replied: "I'm fine, just rest and rest." ”

"San Lang, is there any problem?" asked the referee on the battle platform.

"It's okay!" San Lang replied when he heard this, and pushed away the arms of the eldest lang and the eldest sister, he took a deep breath, endured the pain, stood up straight, and slowly walked towards the battle platform.

Seeing this, Erlang and the others got out of the way, followed closely behind, and escorted Saburo step by step to the battle platform.

When Saburo stepped on the stage again, Twenty Saburo and the others also stopped cheering.

Gohachichiro stood with his chest straight, his eyes calm, and he looked directly at Saburo.

"Concession!" looked at each other for a moment, and Wubaqilang saluted.

"Congratulations!" Saburo replied with a salute.

After the two sides finished saluting, the referee reached out and handed a jade bottle to the two.

San Lang and Wubaqilang each took a jade bottle, and bowed to the referee in unison and thanked him: "Thank you, senior!"

"No thanks. The referee smiled and waved his hand, turned his head to look at San Lang, waved his robe, and threw out another jade bottle, saying, "This is a high-grade elixir - Fuqing Dan." It has the effect of soothing the meridians, you wait for the next quick dose, don't delay. ”

"No!" San Lang took the jade bottle and bowed down in agreement.

Seeing this, the referee waved his hand and signaled that they could go.

Leaving the battlefield, Saburo was in a very low mood, and after nearly ten battles, he tasted defeat for the first time.

Da Lang and the others surrounded San Lang and were silent.

Today, they have no other battles, and they will look around at other battles in the past, but at this moment, they have no such intention, and they go to the edge of the arena, and after San Lang has taken the Fuqing Pill, the group will go towards the Taiji Palace.

......

In the evening, the group returned from school, and after saying goodbye, they returned to their respective houses.

After dinner, Xiong Baming called San Lang and the eldest sister to the study again.

Moonstones lit up the study, and the three of them sat opposite each other.

"Did you lose today's battle?" asked Xiong Ba Ming seemingly casually.

"Hmm. Saburo didn't say much about this, just nodded in response.

After an afternoon, Saburo's mood had already eased, but when he mentioned it, he was still a little depressed.

"Do you know how to lose?" Xiong asked again.

"After discussing it with the eldest brother, Wubaqilang should have practiced combat skills. Saburo replied, with some unwillingness and helplessness in his tone.

"But you never thought of this, you think that if you had known this, you would never have lost to him?" Hearing this, Xiong Baming knew what San Lang was thinking, so he asked with a smile.

"Hmm. Hearing this, San Lang didn't quibble, and nodded honestly in acknowledgment.

"Huh. Seeing this, Xiong Baming smiled and said, "Maybe things are really as you think, but you will lose this battle after all." That's all you can think about?"

When the brother and sister heard this, they didn't turn the corner for a while, and they were a little puzzled.

Seeing this, Xiong Baming continued: "In everything, those who count more win, those who count less win, and those who don't count win. It is easy to calculate how easy it is, but it is difficult to calculate it all, and it is easy to calculate oneself, but it is difficult to calculate others. This time the opponent is Wubaqilang, you are quite familiar, he only hid one hand, even if he loses, it is just a battle, but if the opponent is replaced by someone else in the future, and he fights to the death, what should he do?"

When San Lang and the eldest sister heard this, they lowered their heads and thought hard.

"Then find him out first!" Saburo replied after a moment.

The eldest sister also nodded in agreement when she heard this.

"Hehe, this is also a solution, but is it that simple? Can you find out all of Wuhachilang's combat power now? Besides, will the enemy give you this time in the future?" Xiong Ba asked with a smile.

In the face of Xiong Baming's questioning, San Lang and the eldest sister fell silent again, the real combat power of Wubaqilang? They can now roughly estimate, but if they want to give a specific conclusion, they really can't do it! This is still someone they are more familiar with, or someone who doesn't have many hole cards! What about the future enemy? Check, can only do more calculations, and it is difficult to do all the calculations!

"Then we will work hard to cultivate and strive to become stronger. The eldest sister said, no matter what the opponent is, as long as I am strong enough, I will be fearless!

"Well, what else?" Xiong Baming nodded and asked.

San Lang and the eldest sister frowned and pondered.

After a long time, Xiong Baming slowly spoke: "Actually, the two points you said are correct. Investigate the opponent in order to understand, check more, calculate more, calculate more, win more, strengthen yourself is the foundation, if you are not strong, everything is meaningless. But there is another point that is also crucial, that is, to learn to count more in advance! Generally speaking, it is to know how to leave some hole cards, know how to keep a back hand!"

This is the theme that Xiong Baming wants to talk about today, he doesn't keep anything, he is undoubtedly frank and admirable, but if he goes out to mix, he is a fool!

"Leave one hand, or even a few hands, first, it will leave you room to deal with the enemy, that is, the opponent shows his hole cards, more than you expected at the beginning, and you also have a way to deal with it, without being killed by its one blow!" Xiong Baming continued, "This will also make the opponent misestimate your strength, thus giving you a chance to kill with one blow!"

Hearing this, compared with today's battle, San Lang and the eldest sister suddenly realized that they were deeply convinced.

"Remember, the fewer people who know the cards, the better. It's better that only you know!" After speaking, Xiong Baming added with a faint look.

San Lang and the eldest sister were stunned when they heard this, Xiong Baming said it so obviously, they knew what they meant, but they just ......

Seeing this, Xiong Baming also knew what the two children were thinking, so he spoke again: "This is not deception, nor is it distrust, but the normal situation of the cultivation world, and it can also be said to be the normal feeling of people. It is not an exaggeration to say that such things are about life and death, and you can hide them as deeply as you can, and no one will accuse you of this. ”

After pondering for a moment, San Lang and the eldest sister finally solemnly replied: "No!"

"Hmm. Seeing this, Xiong Baming nodded with satisfaction, no matter what San Lang and the eldest sister do in the future, but at least they have attached great importance to this, this is enough, he waved his hand casually and said: "Okay, this kind of thing, you will experience and learn more in the future, go back!"

Hearing this, San Lang and the eldest sister got up and saluted Xiong Ba, slowly exited the study, and closed the door gently.

"Hoo ......"

Out of the study, San Lang and the eldest sister quickly sorted out their mood, looked at each other and smiled, and left together.