"In this battle, Lu Lin won."

The high-ranking Martial King Referee flew over and caught Sun Zijing in the air.

Although the player did not suffer any injuries, after landing on the ground, the whole person had snot and tears all over his face, not to mention how miserable he looked.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, I admit defeat......"

"Ahh......h

Sun Zijing cried and was helped down by his teammates.

The referee glanced at Lu Lin, and couldn't help but be a little jealous.

This kid didn't hurt anyone, but he made Sun Zijing's heart collapse, and he was also a ruthless person.

Lu Lin nodded at the referee to express his gratitude, and then walked out of the ring.

He saw Wen Ziyu standing under the ring, with a smile on his face: "How about it, now Sun Zijing should be a new person in the future." ”

"Boring."

Wen Ziyu said something blandly and turned to leave.

"I won."

Her crisp and cold voice slowly floated in, and Lu Lin froze.

What wins?

It shouldn't be what he said just now, the two of them will compare to see who can defeat the opponent first.

This woman, her mouth says no, but her body is very honest.

Lu Lin smiled dumbly, and also walked back to the rest area after Wen Ziyu.

"Damn, Lu Lin, you will be my brother in the future, I love you to death."

As soon as he sat down, Wen Ziyou put his arm around Lu Lin's shoulders and said excitedly.

He and Sun Zijing have been enemies since childhood, grabbing lollipops when they were three years old, toys when they were ten years old, and girls they liked when they were fifteen years old.

All kinds of fighting, looking at each other unpleasantly, evolved from verbal conflicts to physical conflicts.

Until they graduated from high school, both of them graduated at the level of the beginner level of martial artists.

However, Wen Ziyou's father arranged for him and Wen Ziyu to go to the Jiangzuo City Talent Training Camp together.

In the game just now, Lu Lin cried directly to his grandson, which really made Wen Ziyou feel very happy.

"It's okay to be your brother, but don't love me."

"My brother has sealed my heart for a girl, and my brother's feelings will only belong to her in the future."

Lu Lin said stinkily.

Wen Ziyu, who was silent next to her, couldn't help but feel nervous when she heard this.

Yu Guang glanced at Lu Lin.

"Damn, you still gasp when you say you're fat, quick, tell me honestly, that girl is blind and will fall in love with you stinky fart."

Wen Ziyou asked loudly with a strange scream.

"She is gentle and lovely, beautiful and generous, virtuous and virtuous, she is a rare woman, the key is that we have already met each other's parents."

"As for who...... Haha, can't tell you! ”

Lu Lin laughed.

Wen Zi joined several other people to beat Lu Lin together, but Lu Lin did not resist and let them beat him like this.

At this moment, he felt that he was a teenager.

But in the midst of the laughter, he and the others didn't notice that an already cold figure became like an iceberg.

……

In just a few rounds of battle, the high-level martial kings who were in charge of serving as referees also learned about the situation of the three teams and their respective teams.

The Zhonghai team is undoubtedly an elite team, and every player, unless he encounters his teammates in his own team, and encounters Jiang Zuo and Yu Hang's players, is basically a sweep.

Of course, the most eye-catching are the two players No. 1 and No. 2.

Jiang Zuo's team, Lu Lin and Wen Ziyu are also two players who can't see the depth.

So far, their battles have been won easily.

Those ordinary students couldn't force them to use their full strength at all.

The Yuhang team also has two good players, but the only one that can really be brought out is No. 21.

In the 21st battle, Lu Lin met the No. 2 player of the Zhonghai team.

This player is tall and strong, and he looks a bit like the No. 3 he fought before.

But he's a master of defense.

In every fight, he will use a variety of different defensive means to exhaust his opponents, and then win easily.

No. 11 vs. No. 2.

It's a fun match.

Lu Lin's attack power is strong, and No. 2's defense can be called invincible.

What kind of sparks will collide between the two, no one knows.

In this competition, there are two high-level martial kings in charge of refereeing.

As the competition progresses, more and more players choose to fight for their lives to win.

They may not be highly cultivated, and they may be a little jerky in battle.

But their warrior heart has won the trust of all spectators, as well as referees, opponents, and teammates.

There are ten people in Jiangzuo's team, and there are only three people who can fight completely, Lu Lin, Wen Ziyu, and Wang Yue.

There are still six people in the Zhonghai team, and the Yuhang team is worse than Jiang Zuo, and only No. 21 is still struggling to support.

However, every martial artist who cannot come to power is not a loser, and they have proved that they are a qualified martial artist with their blood and will.

In the future, in the battle to kill the demon beasts, they will definitely be able to fight until the last moment like today.

"My name is Tong Qiang, you can call me Ironclad, I'm looking forward to this battle with you."

As soon as the No. 2 player got into the ring, he said such a sentence to Lu Lin.

He didn't have the arrogance of the other CSCs.

Of course, this has something to do with Lu Lin.

After so many battles, Lu Lin has proven his strength.

"Hello."

Lu Lin said flatly.

What kind of copper wall is ironclad, in his eyes, it will be shattered at the touch of a button.

"It's game on."

The referee issued an order, and Lu Lin kicked the ground with both feet and flew in front of Tong Qiang like an arrow.

"Bang."

A punch comes out.

Tong Qiang spat out a mouthful of blood.

He took more than ten steps back before unloading the power of Lu Lin's blow.

I was horrified in my heart, the power of this punch was afraid that it had exceeded 100,000 kilograms.

It's just that you don't want to bring me down.

Tong Qiang's eyes showed a raging war.

"Just vomiting blood?"

Lu Lin couldn't help frowning.

In such a public place, he could not reveal that his strength had reached the level of 900,000 kilograms.

Who knows if Ling Yunsheng is watching the live broadcast when he has nothing to do.

Looking at Tong Qiang's appearance, Lu Lin also knew that if he wanted to defeat him with a strength of 100,000 kilograms, it might be really a bit of a problem.

This guy's defense is really good.

Then you don't need to use your fists, the attack power of the weapon is stronger, it should be allowed.

Thinking of this, Lu Lin quickly came to the weapon rack and picked up an A-grade battle knife.

Tong Qiang's eyes narrowed, and he clenched the shield in his hand again.

"Bang."

"Bang."

Lu Lin held a knife and slashed continuously.

But Tong Qiang's shield can always block Lu Lin's killing moves in the right position at the first time.

After attacking more than a dozen moves in a row, Lu Lin suddenly jumped back.

The audience and the referee thought that Lu Lin was exhausted.

After all, this scene has appeared countless times in Tong Qiang's game before.

But at this moment, Tong Qiang, who was hiding behind the shield, was full of bitterness.

He knew he had lost.

Now, he didn't dare to move.

As long as he moved, his unprotected body behind the shield would be revealed.

At this moment, a spectator in the stands suddenly sneezed.

"Ahh

The sound reached the ring.

I saw the shield in Tong Qiang's hand, making a small but incomparably clear sound.

"Click!"