During the lunch break, under the strict supervision of the referees, the three participating warriors of the Mingyu Kingdom released their respective beast pets. The Dongyi referee, who looked extremely majestic, was taken aback again, he was very glad that his intelligent team had made up for the mistake in the first place, otherwise in the afternoon arena, those three powerful Silver Period beast pets would definitely disrupt the entire battle situation.

In contrast, Dongyi's teams did not suffer from the same strict supervision. Their team members were all monks, and the judges confidently decided that it would be difficult for them to have such a rare and powerful partner. Of course, Qi Lang knew the details of Ji Muqi, but it was inconvenient to point it out at this moment, because he did not have substantial evidence, and he was also sure that the special Kimchi Prince would not dare to blatantly summon his beast pet, and Iglu had already given him a reassurance, if the silver fox dared to sneak into the battlefield stealth, it would definitely show its feet, and that would mean that Qi Lang would save some strength here and directly gain the advantage of three to two.

With two hours to go, the three players of the Dongyi team were already preparing for the stands, Yoo Tae-chang was moving his arm muscles, and Ji Tae and his dear son were holding each other's shoulders as if discussing how to choose their opponents.

Qi Lang can't be distracted anymore. This is a match he must win, which will take a heavy toll on the insidious Dongyi royal family and will be in the best position for King Mihuan to achieve his next plan, but he is already determined to make it to the finals, because he wants to face Billy Whale and kill the unparalleled executioner in one fell swoop!

It may be difficult to win, but it can't be said that there is no chance at all. Qi Lang carefully analyzed the characteristics of the other side and his own strengths: like all the other participating teams, the three contestants on Dongyi's side all used the long sword in their hands as a decisive weapon, and the style of play they expected should be exactly the same as the previous first battle, one-on-one catch and fight.

In a purely one-player confrontation, this arrangement makes perfect sense. Because that will completely depend on the overall strength of the individual, and Dongyi Nafang obviously has a strong confidence in personal strength. None of them were at Frost's level in terms of combat ability, but on average, they were the strongest of the four teams.

According to Jila's recent investigation, the total energy contained in the bodies of the three contestants in Dongyi is about twice that of Qi Lang's side. Each of them has reached the combat level of a mid-level Douzun, and if they fight one-on-one, objectively speaking, except for Qi Lang who can hold out for a certain amount of time, Ou Wu and Lan Sai may be defeated in less than half an hour.

However, the opportunity on Qi Lang's side comes from a thorough study of the competition system.

Jira pondered for several nights before she and Qi Lang finally came up with a chance to win - this was a team battle, like a miniature clan duel, and hundreds of clan duels in history proved that it is difficult for a strong stormtrooper to win the clan war, and only the perfect combination of the attacking band, the defensive warband and the rear attack band will have a greater chance of victory for the entire warband. That is, such a warband should consist of spears, shields, and bows and arrows!

And what Qi Lang has here is such a strong team with a clear division of labor!

The brave Ou is the razor-sharp attacker, whose tiger roar will be powerful in close combat, and Lance is the sturdy shield whose skin is as hard as steel, as evidenced by the warriors of the Loven tribe who were able to hammer open the thick and heavy gates of Hays with their fists alone, and in addition to possessing a great axe that can even charge if necessary, and Qi Lang is the back-row attacker with no misses, and the god-breaking arrow that has shot down the mighty dragon monsters, and he didn't have to worry about running out of arrows, which was a headache for all archers, because those arrows could be replenished automatically, and even if they were shot thousands of miles away, they would still fly back into his hands in the blink of an eye.

Of course, the three-headed beast pet was originally part of Gila's plan to win, because for most people, Iglu, Leo, and Pube were secret weapons, and if the battle was tight, their sudden appearance was likely to reap great results in a very short period of time. You must know that those three close partners can all be worthy of a Douzun-level master, which is enough to make up for Qi Lang's disadvantage in overall strength.

It's a pity that Ardis automatically appeared in the morning to save Quill's life, causing the referee to temporarily modify the rules, otherwise Qi Lang's team is very likely to take advantage of this loophole in the rules and go all the way to win the final game.

But no matter what, as long as Ou Wu and Lan Sai can resolutely carry out the pre-war deployment and deal with the three strong opponents of Dongyi with the strategy of team fighting, the chance of victory still exists, according to Jira, if nothing else, there should be forty percent certainty, and that is enough for Qi Lang to put in 100% effort.

The site maintenance staff were busy nervously, and Quill had created nearly a hundred huge pits in the morning during the two-hour battle, causing more than 100 laborers to bring truckloads of sand, but fortunately, the drizzle had stopped at lunchtime, and the difficulty of the work was greatly reduced. The potholes were being filled in one by one, and the green blanket-like arena seemed to be patched with hundreds of patches, which looked a little ugly, but the rain finally washed away the bright red blood droplets hanging from the blades of grass, and it would also make people forget the cruelty of the death battle for a while, and they could stay there calmly, as if it was about to happen, just a grand ball.

Just as Qi Lang was standing quietly on the edge of the field, secretly imagining the difficulties he was about to face, Princess Mi Rong walked to her side. She was so nervous that she could barely speak.

"What's wrong?" Qi Lang turned his head and smiled at her, trying to convey his relaxed attitude, "Is my face dirty? It's a big scene, and I have to make sure I look decent. ”

Although the joke was a bit clumsy, Mi Rong pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "You look very good, very majestic, and very kingly." ”

"You're making fun of me," Qi Lang scratched his head, "I don't have any concept of the word king at all, and I know that I have never been at odds with the wind of kings." I'm sure you've seen the way the boys treat me in our base - they see me as a warrior like them, and they never treat me the other way because I've regained my identity. In their mouths, the intimidating king was just a private topic that made them laugh. ”

Mi Rong was really amused this time, because she remembered the funny expression on Gulf's face when he called Qi Lang.

"But they all respect you and worship you from the bottom of their hearts, because you are a true warrior. She said, "You may not want to call yourself a formidable king now, but I am very sure that one day, even if you refuse to accept it, you will not be able to shake off that name." ”

Qi Lang shook his head helplessly: "Do you just want to inform me that this title that I refuse to accept will be forced on my head sooner or later, right?"

Mi Rong's face became serious: "It's not like that. I just made a decision, and that decision I want you to know about it first. ”

"Decision?" Qi Lang raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Let me think about it, that decision is related to me?"

"Yes. Mi Rong's expression became more and more serious.

"Oh......" Qi Lang narrowed his eyes. A bold conjecture came to his mind with an unstoppable force, which almost made him ecstatic, and at the same time caused him a gleaming of happiness out of thin air.

"I ask my father to cancel my engagement with Gimucci. Mi Rong's voice was not very high, but to Qi Lang's ears, it seemed like someone was blowing the horn of the charge in his ears.

"That's what you should have done!"

The second half of the sentence was almost rushing out of Qi Lang's mouth, thanks to which he controlled his emotions in time. "Uh...... I mean, the so-called marriage contract was unfair in the first place. When Qi Lang said this, he felt as if his face was burning, because he almost confided his heart clearly.

"Fairness or unfairness is not what I care about the most. ”

But Mi Rong's words seemed to be developing in the direction Qi Lang expected, which made him involuntarily nervous, and he couldn't even remember to continue the conversation smoothly, he just held his breath and stopped there, waiting for Mi Rong to announce the final answer.

"It's that I'm fed up with playing that false self every day like an actor. But what Mi Rong said next seemed to deviate from Qi Lang's expectations, "I want to be a real fighter, not a political tool." ”

"Uh......" That breath lingered in Qi Lang's throat, making his expression slightly embarrassed, "That's what you're going to say?" uh...... I think that's a good decision...... I'll be honest, that's really...... Pretty good. ”

"So, you accepted me?"

"What?accept you?" Qi Lang was stunned by Mi Rong's sudden remark again, he felt that it seemed a little hasty and a little informal for her to ask this question at this time, "Uh...... Oh my God, I ...... I can't ask for it!"

"Great!" Mi Rong's big eyes showed excitement and determination, "That means that after this decisive battle, I will officially become a member of the Legion of Hope." ”

"Oh......" Qi Lang finally understood the so-called acceptance. He felt like he was really stupid!