"Brother Qi, is what Coach Zhang said true? You've only been in contact with the army for about ten days now? ”

In the small box of the cafeteria, Yanqing stared at Qi Lin with a confused expression, as if she was looking at a monster.

Next to it, there is also the Doussi Mountain. He pressed down Zhang Zizai, who wanted to drink, and asked again with wide eyes: "Zhang Zizai!" Don't tease me! What the hell is going on! ”

"Do you two have a problem with your ears or your ability to understand?" Zhang Zizai's triumphant expression was very underwhelming: "It's the same if you ask a hundred times, this kid Qi Lian, half a month ago, shouldn't have even touched a knife!" ”

Du Xishan and Yanqing turned their heads to look at Qi Lin in unison, Qi Lin put down the bowl he was picking up rice in embarrassment, and nodded lightly at them.

Boom!

Yan Qing slammed his head on the table, and his whole person was unprecedentedly depressed: "I have always felt that I am the first day of the military attack world...... This time it's a complete clown. "The self-esteem of a 16-year-old boy was completely shattered in front of the demon.

Du Xishan put his arms around Zhang Zizi's neck: "Lao Zhang, our relationship has always been okay, right?" ”

Zhang Zizai glanced at Du Xishan and said vigilantly: "What are you doing, you have something to say!" ”

Du Xishan smiled: "I see that the lonely boy uses a knife, you use a sword......" He rubbed his hands. "I happen to be a good knife player, so it's better to ......"

"Don't even think about it!" Zhang Zizai slapped Du Xishan away: "Qi Lin is my closed disciple!" ”

......

A few days passed in a flash, during which Qi Lin practiced with Yan Qing during the day, in the case of him reining in his strength, he was actually able to fight with Yan Qing for a few more rounds with his technique alone, and even, if he suppressed his strength, his technique and combat sense were actually not as good as Yan Qing, and he could often only close the technical gap between the two sides by relying on the ruthlessness cultivated by his many real sword deathmatches.

At night, Qi Lin used all his strength to fight to the death with the giant swordsman in the Tower of Transcendence, and after the transcendence increased significantly, Qi Lone, whose physical fitness was greatly increased, was already able to confront the giant swordsman head-on without falling behind, and the giant swordsman who did not have the power to suppress could not handle Qi Lin as before, and became the perfect sparring partner for Qi Lin to adapt to the changes in his own strength.

In the continuous practice, Qi Lian's skills became more proficient, and the day of the main competition finally came.

Early in the morning, Qi Lian, who had been fighting with the giant swordsman all night, finished washing up early.

As soon as I got out of the hotel, the bus from Zangfeng's headquarters was already waiting at the door.

Qi Lin looked up, Zhang Zizai in the car was nodding to him, and Yan Qing was waving to him through the window with a bright face.

He tightened the weapon bag on his back, took a deep breath, and boarded the bus.

Because only Qi Lin lived in the hotel and was the last member to get on the bus, after he got on the bus, Zhang Zizai directly signaled to go, and the bus was steadily started by the driver and drove to Tianhai City Stadium.

In the car, Zhang Zizai and Du Xishan stood next to the driver at the front of the car, clapping their hands to attract the attention of a young man.

Qi Lin glanced around and found that the only people who were really preparing to compete with their weapons were him, Yanqing and the other 6 young people, all of whom looked like they were around 20 years old. Correspondingly, each player is accompanied by a corresponding coach, and a few logistics personnel, and the whole team is about 20 people.

This will everyone take a serious look at the leader of this time - Zhang Zizai.

Zhang Zizai said calmly: "Little guys, first of all, let's make it clear that you can represent Zang Feng's headquarters in the rookie competition, there is no doubt that none of them are below the level of the professional third stage, and you are all the top people in the younger generation." ”

Yan Qing, who was next to Qi Lone, pushed Qi Lone with his elbow, squeezed his eyes, and made a "but" mouth.

This kid, skin.

"But!" Zhang Zizai continued: "What you have to face next is a talented player from all over the country and a well-known martial arts club that has been carefully cultivated for at least a year, and none of them are easy to deal with, so you should pay attention to every battle, and you must go all out in every battle, and fight it as the last one, and play with the momentum and style of our hidden front!" ”

Zhang Zi in front of him kept talking, and Qi Lin pretended to listen carefully, but in fact, he had already shaken his mind.

He looked out the window silently, the bus was quickly passing through the urban area of Tianhai City, a landmark metropolis in Daxia, and Tianhai City was gradually waking up in the early morning with the travel of office workers who went out in advance.

"If there is no Tower of Transcendence, I would also work and live like this."

Qi Lin thought back to himself half a month ago, after graduation, he worked hard in the Internet industry, working overtime day and night, and he didn't dare to stop when his body collapsed, although the money he earned seemed to be a lot, enough for his carefree life and even a small savings, and he could even save a down payment for a city center house after a few years......

In such a life, Qi Lin couldn't help but clench his fists slightly, and looked at the weapon bag next to his seat.

Working from 9 to 5, clocking in and fishing at work, working overtime to hand in homework and getting bonuses, such a life.

And with the knife in his hand, he went to compete with the fighters of Daxia, the world, and the world, and competed for the strongest title in life.

If you had one, which one would you choose?

While thinking about it, he suddenly felt Yan Qing push himself with his elbow a few times, looked over questioningly, and saw Yan Qing, the little guy, snorting forward.

"Qi Lone, didn't you sleep well last night?" Ahead, Zhang Zizai asked with concern.

Qi Lin scratched his head and said with a smile: "That's not true, I was distracted just now, Zhang Jiao, you are calling me?" ”

Zhang Zizi nodded, if others were distracted, it would only usher in a ruthless slash from him, but Qi Lin was different, this was a baby!

Then he said: "I just wanted to tell you, although I let the others go all out in every battle, but you and Yanqing don't need to do this, if the opponent is not strong, try to restrain your strength and hide your hand, you are all people who want to rush to the top three, don't just leak the bottom." ”

Qi Lin and Yan Qing glanced at each other, and Qi Qi agreed.

After dealing with Zhang Zizi, Yanqing stabbed Qi Lian: "Brother Qi, are you nervous?" ”

Qi Lin examined himself for a moment, and replied not very exactly: "Like, there is no nervousness, what about you?" ”

Yanqing's knees shook up and down slightly, and the hand he was holding lightly clasped his fingers, his face was a little unsightly: "Before I competed with you, I was not nervous, but after losing to you, I am now inexplicably a little pressure." ”

Qi Lin saw Yanqing's expression in his eyes, smiled when he heard the words, and reached out to rub the little guy's head: "Don't be nervous, the first must be me, you just need to compete with others for the second." ”

Yanqing couldn't help but vomit: "Vomit, Brother Qi, your self-confidence really makes people feel a little stinky fart." ”

While talking and laughing, the bus slowly drove into the parking lot of Tianhai City Stadium.