Compared with the red arena of A and B, the cyan arena of B and II has become much colder.
I don’t know if it was because Zhang Xiao set his dogs to bite many seniors when he came to Yunjuan Academy, which made him famous, or if it was because Ye Qingni’s beauty was so shocking that they all went to the A-1 arena, and the B-2 changed
The figures became much sparser.
However, Fatty Zhao Hei and Zhao didn't care about this.
Facing Shi Tao in white Confucian attire, Zhao Hei bowed slightly and said politely.
"Senior, what a coincidence!"
"Well, it's quite a coincidence. We are all acquaintances. Otherwise, Fatty, you can surrender."
"surrender?"
Zhao Hei was stunned and looked at the senior, a little amused.
"No, no, no, senior, I'm not used to hitting fat people. Let's just chat for a while."
Lifting up his somewhat loose pants, Zhao Hei shook his fat body and walked towards Shi Tao.
"Chat? Here? Fatty, are you extremely smart, or do you have too much flesh on your forehead, causing your hair to not grow?"
Shi Tao wanted to ridicule Zhao Hei's strange idea, but as he spoke, he found that he seemed to have gone astray.
"Hey...senior, don't judge a book by its appearance. Look at Fatty, I don't like Xiaoye that much."
Zhao Hei slapped his chest loudly and looked at Ye Qingni on the Jiayi Arena, disapprovingly.
"Xiaoye?" Shi Tao's mouth suddenly twitched. Fatty was indeed the first person to call him such an unusual name.
"Are you still going to fight...?"
The referee instructor looked at the two students chatting, and a black line appeared on his forehead.
Ding dong, at this moment, a golden ingot fell to the ground on Zhao Hei's trembling body.
"Hey, Fatty, you are so rich. You carry so many gold ingots with you."
Shi Tao bent down in surprise and picked up the gold ingot.
"That's what you, a student, don't understand about what it feels like to be rich..."
Zhao Hei looked at Shi Tao who was bending down, murmured in his mouth, and suddenly made fingerprints with his hands.
Boom, boom, boom, roaring sounds sounded, causing Shi Tao's black hair to fly randomly, and his white Confucian uniform instantly turned pitch black.
Ouch... even the referee instructor couldn't help but his eyelids twitched a few times, and he looked at this damn fat man with a chill all over his body.
"Damn fat man, you're actually playing tricks on me."
A roaring sound sounded on the ring, and the fat man's body trembled, and he punched out without any morality or justice.
"Haha, senior, our family is in business and we don't follow the five etiquette habits."
Shi Tao, who had just stood up, looked at the huge fist approaching, and his expression changed.
"Shameless!"
Phew, his right fist was hurriedly waved out, and his dark face was full of indignation.
Boom, a sound of bombardment resounded above a pair of fists.
Shi Tao, who was buzzing and punching hastily, actually noticed that there were several forces on his fist, like a rising tide, bombarding him one after another.
Ta Ta Ta Ta, the black body that was heavily injured by the explosion couldn't help but take two steps back.
Buzz, the remaining power attacked again, Shi Tao retreated again and again.
Stepping on it, suddenly, a force surged in. Before Shi Tao's legs could release the force, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth...
"Senior, give in, you don't understand what it feels like to be a rich person!"
Looking at the fat man who once again took out the gold ingot in his hand, Shi Tao's originally dark face became even darker.
"Hmm? Senior Shi Tao?"
The fat black man seemed to be impatient and raised the gold ingot in his hand high, aiming at Shi Tao and preparing to throw it over.
"Damn fat man, you are so insidious and shameless. Shi Tao should give up." A disciple shook his head gently, speechless, and kindly advised.
"I..., give up!"
The helpless Shi Tao rolled his eyes and gave Zhao Hei a severe look, feeling endlessly depressed.
"Hey, student, don't be angry. Didn't I say that the dean and the others have a quota and can let you come back?"
"Come back, sir!" Shi Tao couldn't help but curse loudly.
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The round is over, the promoted ones are Zhang Xiao from Yunjuan Academy, Yingxiang from Qianfeng Tower, Wu Feng from Tianji Pavilion... and the second round begins.
"Did you see that in the first round, the outer disciples of the Immortal Sect basically advanced without any suspense. In fact, Zhang Xiao, you don't know why the Grand Competition is important in the hearts of all students."
Standing next to Zhao Hei, Xia Dongyuan, who instantly looked unusually slim, looked at the arena in the lake with shrunken pupils, a look of sadness on his face.
"Is it possible that it is just to defeat those disciples from the outer sect of the Immortal Sect?"
Zhang Xiao was stunned and felt a little speechless. Is victory or defeat so important?
Xia Dongyuan, who was equally intelligent, could see through Zhang Xiao's heart at a glance. He shook his head gently and sighed softly.
"In countless competitions over the years, students from our college were all defeated on the stage, until Mr. Qi appeared and reversed the defeat. However, he was the only one who won."
"Perhaps, you think that this is just a competition, and the outcome is not important. But what you have thought is that from now on, the college will be labeled as a loser."
"This label brings shame to the faces of the disciples in the academy, and also stops those who want to enter the academy. It is not an individual's honor or disgrace, but a collective failure. Not to mention..."
"Not to mention what?" Zhang Xiao's eyes narrowed and he looked at Xia Dongyuan who was about to speak but hesitated. He suddenly felt the blood boiling in his heart.
Yes, some people say that they are not, and that's fine. But if some people say that Sister Qingni is not, that is wrong. If someone says that the academy is wrong, or the empire is wrong, it must be that the other party is deliberately provoking.
As a student of the college, I will definitely not accept this kind of arrogance and competition. Dignity cannot be lost easily, otherwise... it will be difficult to get it back. Poverty cannot be changed, wealth cannot be obscene, and power cannot be surrendered!
Boom, on Zhang Xiao's body, the literary charm became richer, as if he had fallen into some kind of state.
"This one is okay. I hope you will be stunning on the stage." Xia Dongyuan nodded lightly, turned around and walked away, with a face full of fighting spirit.
"Speaking of an epiphany, it's an epiphany. Are you still a human being?"
Zhao Hei shook his head speechlessly and looked at Zhang Xiao with envy on his face.
"Of course he is an outstanding person. Do you look like a pig?"
At this time, Ye Qingni, who was sitting cross-legged on a bench in the corridor, stood up gently and looked at Zhao Hei with a look of contempt on his face.
"Uh...!" Zhao Hei touched his forehead and was speechless. When he was about to speak, he saw Tao Zai gently opening the folding fan in his hand and saying slowly.
"It's my turn..."
"Come on, brother Tao Chan."
Xiao Doudou hurriedly stood up from the bench, raised his thumb towards Tao Chan.
"Okay, thank you, Xiaodoudou. It's just that, Xiaodoudou, you gave it to me..."
Hush, Xiaodoudou raised his index finger and put it to his lips, signaling Tao Zhan to keep it secret.
"Haha, okay then."
With his white clothes shaking, Tao Zhan turned around and walked away, looking at the red arena of Jiayi, full of fighting spirit.
"I think Tao Chan can advance smoothly."
Watching the figure in white clothes fluttering away, Zhang Xiao's voice slowly sounded.
"Hey, aren't you in the midst of enlightenment? Why did you wake up so quickly?" Zhao Hei was stunned and looked at Zhang Xiao, a little confused.
"Haha, I feel like I have some enlightenment, but it's not an epiphany. Maybe it's because..."
Zhang Xiao didn't finish his words, but looked into the depths of his mind.
In the depths, there are clearly good characters and sacred monuments. For some reason, during this period, they have not appeared again. Only the clear characters are shining in the dark mind.
Not to mention, the old Wen, whose vitality was greatly reduced, had not made a sound for a long time.
However, deep in the mind, there seemed to be a grand and solemn aura. I don't know where this aura came from, but it has been known to Blue Star for a long time in his memory.
"Buddhism, why does this world no longer exist?"
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"Are you Tao Chan? Dean Tao's grandson? Hey, you are so weak."
On the red arena, a Liuxiang Sect disciple wearing a grass-green robe looked at Tao Chan and shook his head speechlessly.
Tao Zhan gently put away the folding fan, looked at the white flame pattern on the immortal clothes of Liuxiang Sect disciples, shook his head slightly, and said softly.
"Outer disciple? White flame, one?"
"You..., are you provoking me? You are looking for death!" The Liuxiang Sect disciple's face, which was originally aloof, suddenly turned red, and he became angry with embarrassment.
"Then let's fight!"
The white figure was like the rising clouds and smoke on Yunjuan Lake, and Tao Zai's folding fan pointed steadily towards the Liuxiang Sect disciples.
"Hmph, you guys are really martial, do you only know how to compete with brute force?"
The Liuxiang Sect disciple stepped out of the same place as if the sky and the earth were spinning.
Buzz, the red pill was sent into the throat of the Liuxiang Sect disciple, and he began to sneer.
"You Yun Juan, only Mr. Qi can be considered powerful, the rest are rubbish."