The referee's whistle kicked off the battle.

"Knock knock!" the bull sprinted over like a small tank, and the figure of the man got closer and closer amid the sound of an earthquake. Erlang's eyes narrowed slightly, quietly watching the opponent approach, the battle spirit in his heart began to rise, and his face was eternal composure.

The thick flat shoulder head was like a big stump, more than a meter away from him, and the huge fighting spirit contained in it had swept over, and the wide swordsman suit hunted in the wind.

Manniu looked at Erlang coldly, the opponent who was mentioned by many people before the game. Although there is no trace of contempt in his heart, more importantly, he has absolute confidence in his own strength. As soon as he made a move, it was a thunderous blow, and the so-called lion fighting rabbit went all out! He wanted to teach this opponent a good lesson from the first shot, and he also wanted to show all the spectators outside the stadium that the winner would only be him!

Erlang's calmness seems to be a little unexpected, but he doesn't care, everything is coincidental, in the face of absolute strength, it is all floating clouds!

Seeing that the flat pole was getting closer and closer, at this thunderous speed, it was almost instantaneous. Feeling the strong oppression, Jiro moved, but he didn't dodge. The magic wand in his hand was raised at some point, and he drew a staff against the flat head.

"Second brother is really, why don't you hide?" Anna shook her head helplessly, dealing with this kind of bull-like opponent, the second brother should have a better way, what's wrong with him?

"Boom!" The fighting qi slammed together, followed by a loud sound of gold and iron intersecting, Erlang's body turned over in mid-air and landed firmly in the ring.

"Blocked! actually blocked head-on!" sighed in the audience, but many viewers didn't think that Erlang could resist this bull head-on.

In the first confrontation, Erlang was at a disadvantage. Ten percent of his own strength can't force this guy back, his strength is still above Bud! But it was yours just now, and it's my turn this time!

The magic wand golden dragon danced wildly, Erlang kicked the ground violently, jumped up, and the person was in mid-air, holding the magic wand in both hands, and pointed at the chest of the bull.

In the mouth of the brute bull, he suddenly lifted ten percent of his fighting spirit, ran through his arms, stood up the flat pole high, and smashed it towards Erlang.

"When!" the ring shook, and Erlang turned over again in the air and gently fell back to the same place. The tower-like body of the bull took a step back.

"Drink, it's so strong! This is really a needle-to-wheat mang!"

"This Tianchen's Erlang is really strong, and the brute bull classmate has never encountered an opponent who can force him back head-on in seven games!"

"Okay! Good job! Come on, Erlang!" In the audience, the guy who had been hit suddenly came to his senses. On the contrary, the guy who suppressed the bull opened his mouth so wide that he could race a whole egg, which showed that this little liver was being experienced!

The brute bull tightened his shoulders and looked up to the sky and yelled, this guy is a cow, he can actually force himself to take a step back, so that he has to admire him a little! Enjoyable, I haven't had such a good time for a long time!

Erlang on the other side is still so calm that people want to bite him to death. It's just that there is a hint of a smile in his eyes, this feeling, one word, cool! Therefore, there is no other meaning, that is: dry!

The two collided again, but they were no longer separated, and they were fiercely entangled, even making the referee a little dumbfounded. It's too fierce! You say that a brute bull is like this, I believe it, I recognize it! Who are you Erlang? So handsome, so handsome, so jade-tree-like, such a handsome son of the turbid world, you are fighting like this humanoid beast?

No, Anna couldn't stand it anymore, put her hand on her forehead, shook her head and sighed. Seeing this, Tianchen's group of comrades-in-arms opened their mouths wide one after another, what the hell is this? Hard work! Is this Erlang? The ghost is on the body? I have never seen such a fierce before!

Ten minutes later, the two men became more and more courageous. "Roar!" with a loud cry from the bull, the flat burden slammed into the magic wand. There was a crisp "pop", and the magic wand finally couldn't bear the destruction of the two, broke into several pieces, and fell into the ring.

Seeing this, Erlang simply let go and threw a piece of his hand at the brute bull. The brute bull didn't hide, took the flat pole, and set it aside, and the half of the staff fell on the edge of the ring, dripping and turning a few times.

Stalls, don't do it, Erlang was angry in his heart, reached out his hand, and pulled out the mad sword. The pupils of the savage bull who knew the goods shrank sharply, what a sword!

"Good sword! This Erlang actually has a back hand! It's amazing!" the audience boiled.

At this time, Erlang was already focused on the game, shaking a few swords, mad swordsmanship, and roaring fighting energy, surging towards the wild bull in waves. The brute bull had no cowardice, turned the flat shoulder round, danced vigorously, and was full of fighting spirit, ready to squirt.

It's really enjoyable! Erlang found that the fighting spirit in his body was stirred up like a big wave, endlessly, and he felt the essence of the mad god's fighting spirit, and he didn't feel happy, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar.

Unconsciously, the battle between the two had lasted for nearly half an hour, and with the level of the two apprentice swordsmen, they would have been tired if they were others. It's rare that both of them are strange enough, one is born with divine power, and the other is talented, but at this time, it is already the end of the strong crossbow.

Erlang secretly admired, good opponent, I really don't want to end the game here! It's just that if I continue to fight, it doesn't seem to be of much significance! Thinking of this, my brows furrowed slightly, however, how to end this game? It seems that I haven't thought of a way yet! This guy is not the opponent before, it's really troublesome!

"Let's end it! Erlang, although it is still me who wins in the end, you are proud enough! You can force me to use a special move, and you deserve my respect! Final blow: Shake the mountain!"

"Win!" The guy who had suppressed the bull to win jumped up suddenly, his face was full of excitement, it was really not easy, he suffered for half an hour, and finally won!

Are you going to lose? Here in Tianchen Academy, many people are a little helpless, the opponent is too strong!

Will you really lose? Several people who went to the swordsman review together had doubts in their hearts, in this case, what would Erro do? Will he let himself lose?

Anna's ten fingers were clasped together, almost bleeding, and her heart was also contradictory. If you lose the game, the second brother will not bear the overload of strength and endure physical suffering! But if you lose, you will not be ranked in the competition......

I'm afraid it's a rebellion to fight for strength, second brother Yu, it's not a good thing......

It's really tangled!

No, don't get entangled! In Erlang's dictionary, unless those who don't care, and as long as it starts, there is no word give up at all, even if it is a provocation from the other party in the magic union, let alone a competition?

For the first time, he held the mad sword with both hands, kicked the ground, charged, and faced the wild bull.

"Boom!" violently shook and the audience lost color. The collision of two mid-level apprentice swordsmen could cause such a big battle, which was indeed unexpected. Erlang was a little surprised, the strong pressure of the other party's flat shoulder came, and his layers of fighting spirit seemed to be difficult to counteract, and he saw that he was pressing all the way to himself.

This guy is really strong, under this blow, it is even stronger than the initial all-out attack, where is the consumption that is good? I really can't resist it! Facing the final blow like a mountain of mountains, Erlang helplessly found that if he didn't do something, he might really be defeated at the last moment!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Erlang suddenly sank into the dantian, the tip of his tongue suddenly bloomed, and he spit out: "Drink!" At the same time, the sword body of the Mad God Sword flashed, and the invisible fighting spirit suddenly "eat, eat". The flat pole pressed against the sword body could no longer be suppressed, and suddenly bounced high. The mad god flirted, lightning thunderbolted down, and the moment of bloom made the referee in the prison shocked, and when he looked at it again, the mad god was already in the shell. The huge body of the brute bull flew straight out of the field, hitting the outer wall of the magic array before falling with a bang.

Although the bull fell to the ground, "when the long grow" sounded twice, and the two flat poles fell into the ring. After a moment of criticism, Erlang slowly retracted his momentum and stood firmly in the center of the ring, and for a moment the entire arena was silent.

In the audience, the huge counter-transfer felt thrilled, especially a certain audience A who pressed Erlang Sheng but has been tormented by strong regret, and audience B who suppressed eight wild bull victories but was reversed by God in the end.

The moment the referee announced the end of the game, Anna was the first to rush to the ring and hugged Jiro. The applause in the audience slowly rang out, and the sound was endless.

Jiro smiled, patted Anna, lined up the crowd, and came to the front of the bull. The teachers and students of Calderón College all gathered around the brute bull and never left the ring, worried, unwilling and a little frustrated.

"You, it's okay!" Rarely, Erlang actually cared about the opponent.

"You're very strong! You're the first to beat me head-on! I've lost, but I'm not going to give up, I really hope we can get together again in the team competition! I'll beat you when the time comes!"

"Okay, I'll wait, I hope I don't disappoint!"

"So handsome! I'm in love with him!"

"It's so strong! Peerless genius! It must be used by me!" someone admired.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood sprayed in the palm of his hand, and Erlang sighed slightly in his heart, when will this fragile body be strong!

Anna held his arm with one hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other, and tears were rolling in her eyes: Second brother, you are so stubborn, vomiting blood, shedding tears, and you have to be behind people, why is this difficult......