In the afternoon, the sun was shining on Tianmo Island, and the freshman competition was in full swing. Jiro escapes from the wine table and returns to the arena, and the game has begun. Four bad old men who are greedy for cups, a lot of age, bragging, and despised for them.

On the martial arts arena, the two swordsmen fought equally, the swordsman department in the stands was full of people, Erlang's eyes watched the game, and people naturally entered the cultivation mode, and they didn't even pay attention to when the bad old men on the rostrum came. Suddenly, the third game was over, and the twenty-fourth game began, when the stands suddenly became lively.

"Brother is optimistic, the three freshman super beauties of the Ministry of Magic are coming to the stage again!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Stupid, who else can there be? Anna Mona has already appeared, who else do you say?"

"Ranna!"

That's the girl of my dreams, her strength is slightly worse, she just can be subdued, and she is so beautiful and sexy. Haha!"

In the ring, a beautiful girl wearing a light blue magic robe, extremely delicate facial features, and long hair with a water-blue shawl, came on stage, and the originally noisy stands seemed to be a little quiet, and she seemed unwilling to compete with the beauty for the focus of the world.

The opponent, a short and chubby teenager, stood in front of her, his eyes burning and greedy. "The game begins!" As soon as the words fell, the blue-robed girl moved, her hands and ten fingers fluctuated, there was no spell, and a blue water dragon with a length of more than a foot above her head condensed.

"Water Dragon!" On the rostrum, Jonathan Huo Ran stood up and shouted in a lost voice.

Smith on the side twisted his beard, "Talented! Genius!"

On the side, Lance Lanting's brothers and sisters were full of pride, and Dean Qiao laughed: "Lanting, this moment reminds me of you back then! ”

Tian Guang sighed lightly: "Old Qiao, I really envy your good luck, this trip, Mengna Lanna Anna has unlimited potential, and there is a little swordsman girl, four good seedlings, the performance of the freshmen in this league competition is enviable!"

In the ring, the short and fat boy's face was like dirt, the water dragon in front of him roared, opened his mouth with a water arrow, the young man raised his sword to block urgently, his body was shocked, and he retreated. The water dragon swirled around him, the dragon's tail swept, the young man's feet did not land, he raised the sword and blocked it again, there was a "snap" sound, the sword broke, people flew, and Luo Lanna won.

Behind the rostrum, the head teacher of the first class, Juan looked up to the sky and roared, a freshman competition gave him two big surprises, and the feeling of happiness was so good!

"Luo Lanna, the three beauties, hehe, the strength is slightly inferior, brother, are you sure?" a tall and thin man smiled, suddenly found that there was no reaction on the side, and turned his head to look, his brother stood still, drooling and dripping.

In the twenty-eighth scene, when Erlang Shi Shiran stood in the ring, the swordsman on the opposite side had already raised his sword and pointed at him obliquely, and the tip of the sword was trembling slightly, yes, it was trembling. Erlang defeated Curry, the young master of Baektu Mountain, although he didn't see it with his own eyes, it has been spread all over the campus, and now, Curry has been expelled from the academy.

"Look, it's Erlang! That magician is Erlang, the cultivator who is so popular in the academy!" "What a handsome little baby!" "So handsome!"

On the rostrum, Smith had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes gradually shone brightly, and the Knicks next to him teased: "Old history, the protagonist is finally on the stage, I have to take a good look at the old man!"

"That, Shi Lao. Jonathan gently pulled Smith on the side.

"Old Joe, what are you doing?"

"Old Shi, there are some things that I haven't had time to tell you yet. In fact, after Erlang taught the little cub of Baitou Mountain last time, he was injured a little, and his cultivation may have been damaged. ”

"Oh, it's okay, Erlang is in good physical condition, and his injuries heal quickly. It's not that it hurts the meridians, and the cultivation is completely destroyed. "Just kidding, I've seen this kind of thing, I've seen it all like that, I'm just injured, and Smith is still calm.

"Yes, yes. The old dean touched the sweat on his forehead and returned to the seat, not knowing whether it was hot or nervous.

In the freshman stands, there was an uproar: "This demon is on the field, what surprise will it bring us this time?"

Old student stands, "Look, he's Erlang, the little guy who forced Curry out of the academy!"

"It's really extraordinary, it's worth seeing!"

"Lao Bai, the little guy is finally on the field! Is he really as you said, reaching a spiritual realm that none of us have?"

"Look, the little one won't let you down!"

"Lilith, is this Jiro?"

"Yes! I don't see, the little one is very good!" replied the blonde Lilith.

A slightly shy girl next to her called softly: "Really handsome, Lilith, you didn't lie to me at all, the rumors are not exaggerated, and they are not even enough!"

"Little girl, think of spring again?"

“......”

Erlang stood in the ring, took a breath lightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Classmate, please." ”

The stocky young man on the opposite side did not answer, the long sword in his right hand pointed obliquely, and moved towards Erlang step by step, his face full of solemnity.

Jiro didn't move, still looking at him lightly, and the young man's eyes wandered between Jiro's hands and face. Until the two were only three meters apart, the boy stopped, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, more eagerness.

The long sword swung sharply, and the tip of the sword was wrapped in a trace of fighting energy, which sizzled in the air. Jiro twisted his body, let go of the long sword that was attacking his shoulder, and stepped forward with his left foot. The young man missed a sword, and when he saw that Erlang did not retreat but advanced, he was big in his heart, and he took five steps back, and the long sword Huo Ran protected his chest.

The audience was in an uproar, what kind of game is this, the swordsman took the initiative to avoid the melee magician? melee magician? Most of the audience outside the school didn't understand, and their eyes were full of inquiry when they looked at Erlang, is there anything strange about this student except for being as handsome as a demon?

Erlang advanced again, and the young man retreated again, gradually forcing to the edge of the ring, but he saw that the young man's face was strangely sweaty. The audience began to boo, a strange scene, what's going on?

Smith nodded, "It's quite imposing, not bad!" Knicks narrowed his eyes, and Hikaru Ueda was also nodding, only Jonathan, his eyes were staring at Erlang, for fear of missing a slight, of course, no one knew what Old Joe was nervous about.

The boy finally rose up, and the boos of the audience stimulated his nerves, and he couldn't bear it anymore, even if he was going to lose, he would lose happily, as long as he was not seriously injured!

The long sword slashed straight at Erlang's face, "Fighting Qi Chop!" Erlang's left hand fingers dotted the young man's chest. The young man was shocked, did he finally make a move? With a twist of his body, he turned sideways, and the long sword subconsciously half horizontal and half oblique, half covering his chest, and his eyes were staring at Erlang's left hand, as if he was looking at some kind of flood beast.

Jiro's left hand didn't move, but his right hand suddenly moved, and a small ice arrow from his fingertip sent out, heading straight for the young man's right shoulder. The young man was shocked, raised his sword and hurried, when there was a bang, the ice arrow hit the sword body, the young man shouted, frightened, will he be shocked away? The boy was unsteady on his feet and floated into the ring. Erlang wins, and the audience is silent. Expected results, unexpected processes!

Jiro floated down the ring and came to the rest area, where Danielle applauded excitedly, as if it was she who had won. Mona's eyes looked at Jiro, more probing, "What's wrong with you?" "It's nothing. ”

Mona's face gradually turned gloomy, "Is it that the injury was too serious last time and hasn't recovered yet?"

"Yes!" Jiro admitted, betraying himself with a slightly pale face, and raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and Daniel's face beside him also changed.

"Be careful in the next game!" Mona had a worried look in her eyes.

On the rostrum. "Old Qiao, you just said that Erlang was injured before, what kind of injury?"

"This ,,, isn't necessarily lighter than yours anyway!"

"Hey... "Smith sighed.

Next, Danielle also lost to the cadets of the Swordsman Department, and all thirty matches were over.

In the rest area, Jiro stood up and stretched his waist.

"Erro!" Sowens smiled and called Jiro.

"Huh?"

"It's a repechage game next up, and theoretically we have a repechage chance if we lose the game, so I'm going to play again, are you interested in seeing me do what I can do?"

Jiro really didn't know that when the teacher announced the rules of the game, he was already out of the way. For example, he didn't know that the game was a game every other day, and of course he didn't know that the first round of sixty into thirty needed to add two more repechage places, the second round of thirty-two into sixteen, plus two more resurrection places, the third round of eighteen into nine, and the last one was the promoter of the repechage match, a total of the top ten were determined, and the players in the three rounds of the repechage had only one chance in total.

As the days go west, the martial arts arena has entered a short interval of martial arts competitions, but it is no longer as hot as the afternoon. Jiro sat down calmly again, and the boys and girls around him were chattering and discussing, or talking about the joy of qualifying, or complaining about the chagrin after the defeat, or looking forward to the repechage match that was about to begin, but it had nothing to do with him, did it?

The losing classmates were assembled, the staff cleared out two rings, the referee came on stage again, and the repechage began.

Erlang was still sitting upright, even his eyes were closed, no one knew what he was thinking, and there was a pair of wonderful eyes around him who looked at him for a moment, with concern in his eyes, and more tenderness.

In the ring, the first round of the repechage was still exciting, Jim Sam Sowens took the stage one after another, but they were all kicked out of the ring, and they were all kicked out of the ring, and they were beaten by the same person: Williams. Danielle was a little lucky, won one game, and became the champion of the first round, but the second game met Constan, and the two fought for a few rounds, Danielle was defeated and was forced out of the ring by the huge fighting spirit. Eventually, when night fell, the two stood in the ring, and no one came up to challenge again, and Williams and Constan of the Swordsman Division advanced.

The lights of the martial arts arena flickered, the shadows pupiled, it was the end time, the rostrum audience gradually walked away, Erlang opened his eyes, and there were only a dozen students left.

Danielle walked up to Erlang, and before she could speak, her eyes were slightly red, and she pouted and stopped.

"Nier, what's wrong?"

"Erlang, I'm fine, I'm just a little depressed. ”

"Erlang, you're going to avenge Niel and beat that Constin hard!" said Jenji on the side.

"Jenji, talk a lot!" Nier said angrily, turning her head to look at Erlang again, there seemed to be nostalgia in her eyes: "Erlang, you have to work hard, I will cheer for you!"

Jiro met the girl's gaze and nodded solemnly. Daniel's face was slightly bright, and she said goodbye to Erlang with a little reluctance, and dragged Jenji away.

Erlang watched the back of the second girl gradually disappear from sight with some distraction, not knowing what he was thinking, and the same girl behind him looked at Erlang's upright back in a daze.

"Ahem!"

Jiro turned around, "Anna!"

"Second brother, the game is over, aren't you leaving? Just now, Tutor Juan told me that Father Smith was waiting for us at Tianxiang Restaurant. ”

"Hmm. Erlang answered and looked at Mona on the side, "Monna, let's go together." ”

Sighing: "I'm not going, Erlang, and Anna, come on! ”

"Huh?" Erlang Anna was stunned at the same time, glanced at each other, and then turned her head to look, but Mona only left them with a graceful back.