The weather in Xilin City, located in the Western Regions, was exceptionally sunny, and the scorching sun in the sky was too bright, and the dry earth was like an oven.

Li Tiande wiped his sweaty forehead and frowned bitterly. Shook his arm fiercely, shaking off the sweat that flowed down the distance.

"Ghost weather!"

Professor Li cursed God very gracelessly. The clothes that had been drastically dried by the high temperature were covered with bitter salt crystals, and it was particularly uncomfortable to wear. I really don't know how this hellish place was chosen to hold the competition.

But then again, real battles don't pick the venue and the weather. In that case, then bear with it!

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The qualifiers for the group stage are already clear. Most of the teams had already finished the game and found a shady place on the sidelines to enjoy the rare comfort. Looking at their dement, Li Tiande greeted the eighteenth generation of direct women of the organizing committee in his heart. But complaining is complaining, and you can't hide from what should come.

On the field, the match between the Temple of Light and the Aradin Academy, the old rivals, has ended. In the end, the Temple of Light had the last laugh. Although they lost at the high level, they managed to humiliate their opponents again with their victories in the junior and intermediate academies.

At this moment, the Temple of Light is forming a team, enjoying the cheers of the audience. Of course, in addition to being suppressed by the championship's favorite, Jinghua Academy, the Temple of Light basically grabbed all the second places in the group. This is an achievement that they can be proud of. As the Temple of Light team slowly walked out of the ring, a burst of enthusiastic cheers broke out again on the field.

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Li Tiande pursed his lips, very unhappy with the ink in the Temple of Light. Now that the competition is over, let's hurry down, the ring is not a set for the victor to enjoy praise, but a place for competition.

If he could, Li Tiande couldn't wait to go up and kick one person at a time. Kick down these pretending believers who are full of solemnity and accompanied by the glory of God, but who actually enjoy touting it in their hearts.

The loud voice of the master of ceremonies sounded on the field. Hearing the master of ceremonies speak, Li Tiande knew that it was finally his team's turn to play.

Li Tiande turned around and looked at the group of eager calves, his face full of relief.

"Are their grades good?"

Li Tiande didn't look back, and gestured with his thumb to the group of proud white-clothed teenagers. He didn't really need the teenagers' answers, but he was happy to see the teenagers grinning in denial.

"It's just a little bit of a result, and it's going to be like this. You must know that the game is not finally over yet, and it is empty to say anything. Don't be arrogant, don't be impatient, every game should be a war!

The reality of the battlefield doesn't mean that you admit defeat and then pause, then smile and start all over again. You'll only be completely safe if you knock the enemy to the ground and make up for it until you're sure they're dead. Everything you have learned is intended to be applied on the battlefields of the future. And the opponent on the field today may be the enemy who will share the victory and defeat with you on the battlefield in the future. Know what to do!"

Li Tiande clenched his fists and roared deeply, seemingly very sensational. But the corners of his mouth that kept tugging at twitching betrayed him. Li Tiande is really worried that the team will lack motivation when qualifying is a foregone conclusion. I just sent a ready-made negative teaching material to the door, and I am really sorry for them if I don't use it well. However, I really wronged the other party. Li Tiande added sorry very casually in his heart.

"Stomp them under your feet!"

"Work hard and strive for a good ranking!" is still a little sensible.

"!" Such a concise and clear answer is naturally from the 11th fierce people who have long seen through Li Zhao's intentions.

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The atmosphere of the scene reached ** again with the appearance of the Ice Ling Academy. The unique temperament from the northern country seems to make this group of half-grown teenagers look indifferent to everything. However, this is popular this year. This also made the thousands of girls watching the battle in Xilin Academy addicted like.

The crowd at the Ice Ling Academy was clearly dismissive of today's opponent. Look at the guy with eyes on the top of his head. The Heavenly Dragon Academy couldn't wait to rush up and give them a few slaps, and hit them directly until they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

However, the game is not a brawl, and it is necessary to pay attention to the rules. Li Tiande was the team leader, and Shi Shiran walked up to the field and set the order and list of the game with the other team leader. Looking at the poker face of the ice and snow beauty that rejected people thousands of miles away, Li Tiande, who had already stirred up the morale of the army, had a sly smile on his face.

According to Li Tiande's strong request, the competition in the senior group was put in the front, while the junior group was placed last. The ice and snow beauty team leader of the Ice Ling Academy didn't say anything more about Li Tiande's request. In her opinion, this is nothing more than a tactic specially arranged by a team that is not strong.

Put the junior group at the end, and it seems that the lewd man on the other side really has confidence in that group of dolls. You know, even if the group of dolls won the Beamon War School yesterday, it doesn't mean anything. After all, people have already qualified, and those who play are just paying you for fun at will......

Sure enough, it was just as she had guessed. Although it took five rounds, the senior division of the Ice Ling Academy still won the final victory. The process isn't necessarily pretty, but it's the result that matters, isn't it?

However, the next race did not go as smoothly as she expected. The same fight for five rounds, the same bumpy process, but it was not them who had the last laugh. Looking at the group of students who walked down the field in frustration, the beautiful team leader felt a strong uneasiness in her heart. Although she didn't know where the uneasiness came from, it didn't stop her from telling the people who were going to play next.

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Ender stood in the ring with great trepidation. The only game that the junior college has lost since the group stage has been done by him. Although Ender knows that his strength ranks last in this junior college team, it does not mean that he is willing to hold everyone back. As the oldest junior college senior, he couldn't afford to lose that person. Especially after seeing the rest of the crowd's breezy expressions towards the game. Ender was even more reluctant to fail again.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Ender, who is determined to win the striker battle in the team, has really done his best. The game was very tragic and can be described as a blood-spattered field. Ender, who did not give an inch, fought hand-to-hand with the opponent's striker, and finally exhausted all his physical strength and fought to a draw.

Although he still didn't win, a draw was a considerable improvement. The crowd did not blame End, and in their opinion, it was the best outcome. They knew Ende's strength and saw his efforts.

Niu Er stepped forward and slapped Ender on the injured shoulder. Looking at Ender's grinning appearance in pain, Niu Er didn't say a word of apology, but silently gave him a huge thumbs up.

"We're not going to waste your efforts. ”

Leaving behind a passionate word and a cool back, the Minotaur Orc, carrying a newly created totem pole, stepped into the ring.

The dazzling sunlight shone directly down against Niu Er. Niu Er narrowed his big copper bell-like eyes slightly, and his broad palms blocked his head, blocking most of the strong light. On the opposite side stood an equally tall opponent, who looked like a barbarian who could be considered a minority in the Northern Regions.

Looking at the rugged face, the strong muscles and the unreasonable giant mace, Niu Er felt a wind from the ancient wind blowing across his face. It seems that this is the northern barbarian that people often talk about!

Niu Er laughed at himself, he was also from the Forest of Warcraft in the north. According to the world, it seems that he can also be classified as a northern barbarian.

Without the passion of the fellow countryman, Niu Er calmly raised the heavy totem pole in his hand and pointed at the barbarian with an old face, but in fact he was very young, Huo Ran shouted violently.

"I'll make you so fucking you don't even recognize you!"

The barbarian frowned, and did not react for a moment. I've seen it without quality, and I've never seen it to this extent. It is said that barbarians are uneducated, but it seems that they are many times more civilized than the stupid hat with a bull's head on the opposite side!

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As the referee's bell rang, both men in the ring opted for a simple and brutal attack. The two hideous weapons smashed together, then separated and smashed together. From time to time, dazzling sparks splashed from heavy weapons, and the piercing sound of gold and stone echoed over the arena for a long time. The two of them are like the kind of performance dolls in ancient grandfather clocks that will pop up every hour, constantly repeating a seemingly boring process.

Simple, direct, brutal, iron-blooded. These words continue to fight with each other, constantly stimulating the most primitive longing in people's hearts.

On the sidelines of the arena, mobile betting booths are running through the crowd at high speed, constantly accepting the impulsive chips of the enthusiastic people. The stall owner was a little happy, which was rare, but he knew very well that it was the only way to make a fortune. People who have been stimulated by the game to boost their hormones have always been irrational in betting.

The two of them looked particularly majestic in the sunlight. If they are allowed to continue, they may have to wait until one side is exhausted to determine the winner. However, no matter how the barbarian on the other side looked down on Niu Er's wisdom, Niu Er's mind would not become as simple as that of the barbarian.

I saw Niu Er's eyes wide, and a pair of cunning eyes turned around. When the weapon came into contact again, Niu Er Huo Ran unloaded his strength slightly. , the other party couldn't retract for a while, and the heavy mace slammed into the floor with the homeopathic trend of the totem pole.

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The barbarian was stunned for a moment, his face full of surprise. This doesn't seem to be the script he wanted. In his opinion, this match should be a battle of power. Whoever has the most strength and stamina will win the final game. However, the other party obviously digressed!

The barbarian felt a darkness in front of him, and when he saw clearly, a heavy totem pole slammed into his face.

He finally understood why Hua'er was so popular, and he also knew that Niu Er's cruel words before the game were not a threat out of thin air.

Under the heavy impact of a fierce force, the barbarian suddenly fainted limply on the field.

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The second chapter is delivered, cheekily ask for recommendations!