I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

"Isn't this Vice Minister Han Wuji from the military department, a master-level powerhouse?"

Fang Qingran was dumbfounded.

It's more than anti-aircraft guns hitting mosquitoes!
It's like anti-aircraft guns hitting microorganisms!
"Could it be that you want to show off your strength by the way and deter the other side?"

He secretly speculated in his heart.

Without thinking for a long time, he put all the movements of the outside world behind him.

It doesn't matter, nothing matters, the current him only wants to grind the rollers!
Speaking of grinding sticks, a certain poor little wolf couldn't help reappearing in his mind.

After dragging the wolf back and throwing it to Team Leader Mo Da, he went straight back to his room.

According to the current development, the camp should have pried out a lot of information from the wolf.

Thoughts flashed, and the hands kept moving.

friction ~ friction ~
His silver stick rubbed vigorously against the black ink sword stone.

After a few minutes passed, the sound from the outside gradually died down, and the message of the silver stick reappeared in Fang Qingran's mind.

Compared with the beginning, except that it has become a little blurred, nothing else has changed.

"The handwriting is blurred, but it doesn't affect its own bonuses and special effects..."

Sensing the attributes of the silver stick blessed on himself, Fang Qingran could hardly contain his excitement.

After the rubbing is completed, what will the properties of the silver stick look like, what changes will it have, and other similar questions linger in his mind, lingering and lingering.

Yes, nervous.

He shifted his attention away from the silver stick and focused on the flat whetstone below.

Checking the attributes of the sword sharpening stone again, there was a subtle change in his expression.

"The life attribute... has decreased?"

In my impression, the [Vitality 99] column on the whetstone as a basic bonus has now changed to [Vitality 98].

After thinking about various possible reasons, Fang Qingran made a guess.

"Could it be that this bit of vitality was injected into the silver stick?"

This guess is not groundless, but the possibility he deduced based on the second special effect of the sword sharpening stone.

【Life and Evolution: The key to evolution is not confined to a single sword weapon. Any item, any weapon, can try to sharpen the sword to completely absorb the vitality contained in the sword sharpening stone. 】

If his guess is correct, then when the whetstone's vitality returns to zero, his silver stick will also evolve!

That being the case...

friction!friction!friction!

"Watch me suck you dry, goblin!"

Yuan Lan's whetstone was slightly warped, and Fang Qingran worked harder.

After grinding until before going to bed, he reluctantly bid farewell to the sharpening stone, went into the bathroom and took a shower.

Silent all night.

The next day, a group of people from Tianshu Academy gathered at the gate of the camp facing Qiongmu City.

Sweeping his gaze, Fang Qingran found that among the 13 people, the familiar Xiao Cangu was missing, and a middle-aged man in military uniform was added.

It was the one who came to receive them yesterday and was in charge of their hotel.

If he remembered correctly, his name should be Ye Zhaoxiong.

In front of the crowd, Mo You looked around the crowd and said loudly:
"Due to some reasons, Xiao Cangu is unable to participate in the next competition. The third person in the Torch Realm will be replaced by Captain Ye from the military department."...

After the words were finished, Fang Qingran noticed that the team leader's eyes lingered on him for a little longer.

Soon, she turned her gaze away and waved her hand:

"Let's go!"

Almost at the same time, a group of thirteen werewolves walked out of Qiongmu City.

They are surrounded by stars, surrounded by a lady with wolf ears in a bright red dress, and beside her is an old werewolf dressed as a butler, who follows her step by step.

On the side of the camp, Xiao Shouzuo and Han Wuji looked at each other, Xiao Zhiyuan nodded slightly, stepped out with one step, and the stars moved.

In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared at the forefront of the group at Tianshu Academy.

The two sides came to the boundary between the terracotta and the green grass. The woman in the red dress on the side of the wolf tribe raised the corners of the long skirt with both hands, bent her knees slightly, and parted her red lips lightly:
"Master Xiao."

"your Highness."

Xiao Zhiyuan sized up the woman in the red dress who looked almost indistinguishable from a human being, and his eyes fluctuated uncontrollably.

During these days of confrontation, they have also figured out some information about the wolf clan. For example, the leader of the opponent's invasion this time is the one in front of them.

The wolf tribe called her Her Royal Highness Princess, but they didn't know which king's son she was.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the butler beside her who was also dressed as a werewolf, and a hint of apprehension flashed quietly in his eyes.

If he hadn't been concerned about the wolf king of the wolf clan, he would have slapped the so-called princess to nothing.

Some time ago, Vice Minister Han had a brief confrontation with the other party. According to the returned Han Wuji, he lost half of that confrontation.

"Grandmaster Xiao's eyes are still full of undisguised killing intent..."

The princess in the red dress covered her mouth and chuckled, her beautiful eyes glanced at the 13 people who came from the human side.

When she glanced at a young man in a bathrobe, her eyes paused for a moment, revealing a hint of puzzlement:
"Is it her illusion? Why do you feel that this human being has a faint smell of star power unique to the Qixing wolf clan?"

Secretly labeling the other party as 'need', she looked away as if unintentionally.

Xiao Zhiyuan didn't make any detours with her, and said directly:

"Competition decides everything. This is a good rule. I hope you will not break it when the time comes."

"Of course." The princess in the red dress showed seriousness, "I swear to the ancestor of the wolf!"

A group of werewolves following behind her also followed immediately, solemnly repeating.

"I swear to the ancestor of the wolf!"

Her eyes fell on Xiao Zhiyuan again:
"But before the start of the competition, I want to confirm the current status of Senior Moon King."

Xiao Zhiyuan did not refuse, he said lightly:

"Just right, I also plan to meet the [-] scavengers you captured first."

"Then... let's go together."

The princess in the red dress gave the old werewolf a look.

The old werewolf opened up the space casually, and took out a transparent ball the size of a basketball from the darkness.

Through it, you can see mountains and water inside, and a bunch of little people like ants.

"Space props that can accommodate 10 people!"

Fang Qingran looked at Xiang Yuanqiu and couldn't help but gasped. …

His actions did not attract anyone's attention, because some people's reactions were worse than his.

"If this is taken out, how much can it be exchanged for?"

There seemed to be a golden light shining in his eyes.

Xiao Zhiyuan remained calm.

This scene did not seem to cause much disturbance in his heart.

He hugged his arms, and strands of flames emerged out of nothingness, just like the scene of Han Wuji's attack that Fang Qingran saw last night, burning a slightly illusory picture.

In the picture, a beautiful woman with ragged clothes and declining breath, but she can't hide a bit of extravagance, sits quietly on a stone bed with her eyes closed.

Seeing that the beautiful woman in the picture was seriously injured, but not in danger of threatening her life, the princess in the red dress was vaguely relieved.

"Your Moon King is still sealed in my Martial Dao Cave, so there is no need to worry."

After Xiao Zhiyuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and dismissed the screen.

'Martial arts cave? '

Fang Qingran, who had gained a new term again, silently wrote it down.

"That's fine."

The princess in the red dress said it, no longer wasting time:

"The competition is conducted in a one-on-one situation. The first-tier, second-tier, and third-tier teams are each a team. Among the two teams of the same level, whichever team is the first to eliminate all members in the battle will be considered a defeat. This rule ,is that OK?"

"This was decided by both of us, and we naturally have no objection."

Under Xiao Zhiyuan's signal, Fang Qingran and other 13 people lined up in order of strength from low to high.

The same is true for the wolf clan.

In Qiongmu City, desolate trumpets sounded, and in the opposite camp, war drums also beat.

The horns blared and the drums thundered. Suddenly, it seemed that there were thousands of troops galloping and fighting.

"To put it simply, the rules of the competition are one-on-one duels. Let's see which side kills first?"

Thoughts turned in Fang Qingran's mind, and after more than ten seconds passed, he turned his gaze away to the opposite side without squinting.

The wolf who was facing him always licked his nails with an evil smile on his face.

"Then I'll go first."

A cold voice came from next door, Jianba took a step forward.

Not only him, but also one person walked out of the Firefly Realm and the Flame Torch Realm.

They stood facing the three wolves of the wolf clan, and the rest temporarily retreated to the two sides.

After Fang Qingran thought for a second, he sat down at the edge of the camp, and with a thought, he took out the whetstone.

Race against time!

Everyone else was watching the battle solemnly, only he took out the silver stick and rubbed it.

"Fang Xuedi, in this situation, you can still be like this..."

Boqing pondered for a moment, as if he wanted to find an adjective.

But in the end, he gave a thumbs up:

"Your mentality is really... In this regard, I have to learn from you!"

"Senior Bo, you overestimate me." Fang Qingran's face was full of seriousness, "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually very nervous!"

From time to time, he looked at the changing vitality attributes of the two-eyed whetstone, and he observed the battle situation.

"It seems that it is impossible to absorb all the vitality before the sword master ends the battle."

The vitality attribute is now only more than 30, which is the result of the struggle from returning to the hotel last night until going to bed. …

Liver to cirrhosis!

Time passed by every minute and every second in the friction, and the fierce battle between the three on the field had already reached a fever pitch.

"Great. At present, in the confrontation between the Firefly Realm and the Candle Realm, our side has the upper hand!"

Some students shook their fists excitedly.

As for the Torch Realm, due to the excessive destructive power, they were afraid of affecting others, so the two fought and disappeared, so they had no way of knowing how the battle was going.

"Don't be careless. The wolf clan's battlers are all werewolves from the Mingdou clan. They..."

Bo Qing took over the conversation.

"The Ming Dou family? Do they have any explanation?"

The student from the Firefly Realm was puzzled.

"Every werewolf from the Ming Dou wolf clan has the secret burst art from the bloodline. Although it is not comparable to the spirit burning state, but..."

Before the words were finished, the two werewolves on the field burst out with blood at the same time.

Their rational and calm animal pupils gradually became tyrannical and bloodshot. With a long howl, they landed on all fours, and their acceleration suddenly exceeded the previous upper limit.

"what?!"

Jian Ba ​​was startled. He couldn't find any trace of the hostile werewolves in his field of vision. He subconsciously retracted the black-scaled serpent. He wanted to use the snake's body to protect himself, but suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from the back of his head.

"It's too slow!"

The werewolf with a bloodthirsty smile grabbed it with one claw!
tear-

Jianba felt a sharp pain in his back, he staggered half a step forward, turned around abruptly, and swung his sword horizontally.

However, this blow was easily dodged by the werewolf who was sneaking up on him.

"Give up struggling, my crazy blood has flowed into your veins along the wound.

In the next battle, your body will only become more and more disobedient and no longer respond to your commands. "

It pointed at Jianba with its fingertips, and sneered with a sure victory.

Jianba tried to struggle, but he found that his body was exactly as the other party said, as if he had his own consciousness, no matter what commands his body gave, he could only respond to a limited extent.

After barely holding on for a few minutes, he was covered in blood, with a face full of unwillingness, and fell down.

While his consciousness was dying, he saw that the students of Tianshu Academy on the other side of Yinghuo Realm ended up in the same fate as himself.

"I don't know the army commander in the Torch Realm..."

A thought appeared in his mind, and he seemed to hear a 'plop'.

"Did he come back victorious?"

Holding on to his remaining consciousness, he tilted his head with great effort, and saw the third-tier werewolf, who was panting and covered in injuries, staggeringly supporting him, let go of his claws, and left Ye Zhaoxiong, who had completely lost consciousness.

In the first round of competition, there were three people on Tianshu's side, and all members were wiped out!

The cheers in Qiongmu City reverberated in the sky for a long time. In contrast, the camp was dead silent.

The sergeant who was beating the drum stared blankly at the scene on the field, his hands drooping weakly.

dejected.

At this time, steady footsteps sounded in my ears.

He raised his head subconsciously, and a tall figure stood in front of him, blocking the sunlight.

"Master Xiao?"

With confusion in his eyes, he murmured in a low voice.

"Go down and rest first, and give me the drumstick."

Xiao Zhiyuan smiled kindly.

His voice seemed to have an invisible magic power, and when the sergeant came back to his senses, the drumstick had already reached the opponent's palm.

The sergeant realized that, unlike himself, this grandmaster from Tianshu Academy had only one emotion in his eyes—firmness.

thump—

The skinned drum surface has layers of ripples, and the lingering sound surrounds the beam and stretches for thousands of miles.

A group of people from Tianshu Academy looked around, but Xiao Zhiyuan didn't seem to notice it at all, and just beat down with drums and drums.

With the power of one person, suppress thousands of horns on the opposite side.

"The Grandmaster beats the drum!"

It seemed that there was a cluster of flames that were extinguished but then rekindled, and spread to the hearts of everyone again.

"It's time to play."

Senior Boqing's words reached his ears.

Fang Qingran got up and took a look.

His eyes intertwined, Senior Boqing nodded towards him with encouragement in his eyes.

"It's still a bit worse..."

He muttered in a voice that only he could hear, and he put away the whetstone, Senior Bo, and the second student of Yinghuo Realm, and stepped forward together.

The second battle, Kai.

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