The crowd walked out of the gymnasium.

From a distance, Wu Zhihao and the others were already waiting for them beside them.

Fang Yuan looked at Fang Ping, tears couldn't help but stay, "Brother, don't participate!" ”

Hearing this, Fang Ping was a little helpless, this kind of thing is not just okay if you don't want to participate, you can be cowardly, but you must not be cowardly in this open tournament!

Holding Fang Yuan and patting him, he said soothingly: "It's okay, I'm very strong, invincible at the same level!" ”

Everyone's faces were a little complicated, Wu Zhihao was originally very envious of the two of them improving their strength so quickly and obtaining so many resources, but now they can't say anything.

"Is it really necessary to work so hard?" Wu Zhihao said in a deep voice.

Chen Fan nodded solemnly, "This is a martial artist!" In the first game, we played so easily, because we had the absolute strength to crush the opponent.

If we were evenly matched, we would fight the same!

Don't have this expression, take it easy, and improve your strength, my current goal is Brother Wang! I will also continue to do tasks to improve my strength and strive to surpass Brother Wang! ”

Everyone was stunned, and Tan Zhenping asked, "Wang Jinyang?" He's already in the third grade, and you're at the peak of the second grade, so you'll be able to catch up with him soon, right? ”

Chen Fan said with a smile: "Your news is already behind!" Brother Wang broke through the fourth grade a few months ago, and now he can't be contacted, maybe he is already in the middle of the fourth grade! I'm still early! ”

Wu Zhihao hurriedly said: "Four products? So fast? I heard that when I entered the school, Brother Wang had just broken through the third grade. ”

Fang Ping sighed: "Brother Wang is working hard, this can't be compared, Brother Wang began to work hard to do tasks and improve his strength desperately." ”

Fang Yuan glared at Fang Ping fiercely, and hurriedly pulled him and said, "You can't be so desperate!" ”

Fang Ping smiled: "I'm definitely not, you don't know that I regret my life the most!" You can watch the game with peace of mind, and you will know my strength when I apply to start tomorrow.

You can see Lao Chen's performance in the morning, I'm similar to him! Let me get on a string of fives I can! ”

Chen Fan retorted: "I don't have enough qi and blood!" I'll try to stop if I can stop in front, and if you get on, they'll have to lie down and be carried down! ”

Wu Zhihao said: "Tomorrow is the Eight Schools Alliance VS Wuhan University Alliance, let's go and see it together!" ”

Fang Ping smiled and nodded, "Okay!" I'm going to see it tomorrow too. ”

Wu Zhihao hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you think the Wuhan University Alliance has a high winning rate tomorrow?" Nanwu is also from the Wuda Alliance, although I don't know what to fight for, but it's still very important to see your performance. ”

Fang Ping glanced at Chen Fan, who didn't seem to have heard anything, sighed and said, "The probability of winning is too low, if the first round of the Wuhan University Alliance is against the Eight Schools Alliance, it is still very promising."

The people of the Wuda Alliance are too seriously injured today! It's hard to recover before the game.

In the morning, the gap between the strength of the Eight School Alliance and us is too big, Chen Fan can easily win without serious injuries, most of their injuries are skin injuries, and they can recover before tomorrow's game. ”

Hearing this, Wu Zhihao was also a little helpless, is it a bad thing to draw an opponent who is not so strong?

Everyone made an appointment to watch the game together, Chen Fan Fangping went back to school to rest, there was a game behind them, and the mentor asked him to be on call at any time, and it was not easy for them to leave for too long.

As the first day of the competition ended, various news began to spread online.

Many ordinary people feel that the ring match is too bloody and that it is too dangerous to fight between life and death, and think that the government should control the ring match to avoid danger in subsequent matches.

However, the government did not respond, but continued to disclose the schedule of subsequent matches.

On January 12th, Wuhan University League vs Eight School Alliance!

On January 13th, Kyoto Takeshi vs Demon Capital Takeda!

...

January 12th.

Demon Martial Arts Gymnasium.

Chen Fanfangping, Wu Zhihao and others made an appointment to watch the game together, and met early to wait for the entrance.

After entering the venue, the host began to announce the names of the players on both sides.

"Eight Schools Alliance: Cai Qinghai, Zhang Guanglin, Wang Huaijin, Chen Hongwei, Wei Bin"

"Wuhan University Alliance: Cao Xianzhi, Bai Yin, Ai Andao, Luan Hengda, Chen Jiasheng"

Looking at the list of players, Liu Huarong said with some regret: "In the ring yesterday, some players from the Wuhan University Alliance and the Eight Schools Alliance were seriously injured and could not participate today.

The eight-school alliance has been replaced by a reserve player who is at the peak of the first grade.

The Wuhan University League replaced three reserve players.

But I believe that today, whether it is the Wuhan University Alliance or the Eight Schools Alliance, they will do their best to fight for another chance to qualify, and leave no regrets! ”

Chen Xueyan said coldly: "Many people don't understand what they are fighting for, I can tell you clearly, they are fighting for resources."

Resources are limited, how to allocate so many resources of Wuhan University? How can we make our school stronger?

What about resources?

Fight for yourself! Warriors must fight is not a mantra!

The National Wuhan University Exchange Competition is also a competition for resources, for themselves, for the school, and for the future students......

Only with all your efforts, what about life and death?

Warriors are not here to have fun, everything they do comes from their own struggles, from the struggles of their fathers, even if the second generation of martial arts in your mouth, their fathers, are also fighting bloodily!

They themselves are fighting to the death! ”

Players from both sides came on the field one after another.

"Eight School Alliance, Cai Qinghai!"

"Wuda Alliance, Cao Xianzhi!"

The referee then announces the start of the match.

Cai Qinghai arrived at Cao Xianzhi's side in an instant, and the difference in strength between the two sides was very large, and after three moves, Cao Xianzhi was kicked to the abdomen and thrown into the ring.

...

Fang Ping shook his head, "The difference in strength is a bit big, and the suspense now is whether the Eight Schools Alliance will be injured."

Can you defeat Jingwu when you play against Jingwu later? ”

Chen Fan nodded with a look of approval, "Whether they can win Jingwu or not depends on whether we can hit Jingwu hard, Jingwu is also injured now, but their reserve team is not weak, plus Han Xu and Fang Wenxiang's strength is strong, the Eight Schools Alliance is not necessarily an opponent." ”

"The Eight Schools Alliance is not injured in this game, and if you fight with Jingwu in the next game, 37 open, Jingwu's reserves are not weak."

"Whether Jingwu can keep the second place depends on whether they will play and whether we will go to the reserves."

Fang Ping's face was unhappy, "Don't go to the reserve team, the reserve team is too easy, just a string of five, there is no challenge at all."

You put the eight-school alliance in a string of four, and I have to at least put Jingwu in a string of four, the quality of the reserve team is too low. ”

...

Second floor.

At this time, Huang Jing and Tang Feng were under a lot of pressure, and they only felt a burst of cold air spread around them.

Tang Feng couldn't help scolding, I knew I wouldn't come to see it, wait for me to go back and beat them to death, this mouth didn't point to the door, what you said is the truth is good, but don't say it in front of people, isn't this a slap in the face.

At this time, the grandmaster of the Eight Schools Alliance said coldly: "Demon Martial Arts is worthy of being a famous school, every student in it is so confident, but being overconfident is conceited!" ”

Jingwu's grandmaster snorted coldly: "Prestigious school? I, Jingwu, is also a famous school, and there are not so conceited students in it, thinking that if I am in the limelight in the exchange competition, I can't recognize my position. ”

Hearing this, Huang Jing was also unhappy, "They are so strong, are they talking big words?" They are confident in their own strength!

Needless to say, Chen Fan also knows that Fang Ping is not an ordinary student, he can be admitted to the Demon Martial Arts in an ordinary family, and he is not an ordinary student to shine in the Demon Martial Arts.

I'm very optimistic about the future of the two of them, they can stand out from the magic martial arts, and they can also stand out from their peers! ”

Some grandmasters questioned loudly, "The evaluation is so high? ”

Huang Jing shook his head, "I trust my own judgment, I have seen many geniuses, but they are different, I believe they will bring different surprises in the future." ”

...

Audience.

Chen Fan saw Bai Yin and Cai Qinghai who were being carried down on a stretcher in the ring, took a deep breath and said, "Today is more cruel than yesterday. ”

Fang Ping nodded, "It's expected, if you lose this time, you will be completely out of the game this time."

They have worked hard for so long, and the result of the joint application of the grandmaster can be regarded as a failure.

There are still not enough resources, and the strength is not enough! ”

"Not enough strength! If we have the strength, where will there be a shortage of resources, no resources? Just go and grab it! ”

At this time, the fight in the ring has also reached the final stage, Wei Bin of the Eight Schools Alliance and Chen Jiasheng of the Wuhan University Alliance.

At this time, Chen Jiasheng's qi and blood consumption were relatively large, and he had already defeated the two first-class peaks of the Eight Schools Alliance in a row, while Wei Bin was in his heyday in all aspects at this time.

"I'm afraid Chen Jiasheng is going to lose." Chen Fan said softly.

"It was expected, but I didn't expect the fight to be so bad, and the students who stepped down from the Wuhan University Alliance and the Eight Schools Alliance were all carried down." Fang Ping said melancholy.

"This is also expected, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, no one will give up, for the Eight Schools Alliance, this game is about their thirty percent of the resources, winning this game they will at least get the third place, the resources are the same as before, if you lose, lose thirty percent of the resources, these resources are enough to train a few middle-grade martial artists." Chen Fan continued.

...

In the ring.

Wei Bin was about to stab Chen Jiasheng in the chest with a knife, when a voice came from the second floor, "Admit defeat!" ”

The referee hurriedly grabbed the long knife and prevented him from continuing to attack.

On the side, Chen Jiasheng fell weakly into the ring, tears left from his eyes.

They didn't shed tears when they were injured and bleeding, and they lost the game because of their pain, but the sadness on their faces made everyone feel depressed.

The audience fell silent for a while.

"Is the warrior really that beautiful?"

"What the hell are they fighting?"

At this time, everyone had a lot of questions in their hearts.