Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

Wen Fan, who was wearing a helmet, was actually at the level of an ordinary high school student in terms of combat effectiveness without using other props.

Wang Zheng, who lost his magic advantage, is also an ordinary high school student.

When two high school students don't use spells or props in the ring, and fight purely in the flesh, the picture is still very weird.

"They... In hand-to-hand combat?" Huang Xin clenched his fists and looked at the ring dumbfounded.

"It seems so. Tang Hailong looked at the two people on the stage with envy, it itself relied on physical defense to win, and he was actually a little envious when he saw that there were really people who didn't rely on spells or props to fight hand-to-hand. It's his domain.

The audience in the audience is not calm, from the audition to the present, it should be more exciting than the game, why did the two start to beat each other in the semi-finals?

"Wen Fan! Dig out the stick!" "

Wang Zheng! Have you forgotten that you are a mage!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

"Won't the referee go up and pull the fight?"

The referee was also confused at this time, he had already seen that Wen Fan's strange helmet seemed to be immune to Wang Zheng's spells to a certain extent, and he also expected that Wang Zheng would choose to admit defeat when his donkey skills were exhausted.

But I never expected that Wang Zheng would swing his fist halfway through his words, but it seemed that he couldn't beat it.

Wang Zheng really can't beat it.

Children who have been exposed to the mage world since childhood learn and understand spells, and occasionally strengthen their bodies.

How could it be possible to fight Wen Fan, who had been a human being in two lives, and who had often fought in the previous life, especially Wen Fan, who had to be tempered by this world almost every day for eighteen years in this life, and his physical strength could be said to be invincible at the same age.

Wen Fan punched and kicked Wang Zheng, and Wang Zheng, who was already exhausted, was even more miserable at this time, and his face was about to swell into a pig's head.

However, Wang Zheng was always unwilling to admit defeat, and still smashed his fist at Wen Fan.

Wen Fan glanced at the big screen, more than 20 minutes had passed, and there were still 10 minutes left to end the battle. Wen Fan's worry is not about time, but because if he continues to fight like this, Wang Zheng may be killed by himself.

I can't be beaten passively, who wants to suffer that sin.

Just when Wen Fan was hesitating how to continue to delay time, Wang Zheng, who was pressed to the ground and violently beaten, suddenly felt a trance in his bruised eyes, as if he suddenly understood what he was doing.

He opened his swollen mouth and shouted with difficulty, "Replace (the referee)!" (I admit defeat!)"

The referee and Wen Fan were stunned at the same time, the referee didn't hear what Wang Zheng was saying, Wen Fan didn't expect that the statute of limitations of the scroll had passed.

"What are you talking about?" the referee asked, pricking up his ears.

When Wang Zhengdeng, he scolded the referee's parents and the eighteen generations.

Wen Fan no longer gave Wang Zheng a chance, and made a quick decision, quickly came to Space 101, and bought another provocative scroll.

tore it to pieces in front of Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng stared at his swollen eyes and shouted in despair: "Oh Chao Wow!" (I am Cao Nima!)"

So, the two of them turned clouds and rain in the ring again.

......

Towards the end of the battle, Wen Fan came to the edge of the ring with Wang Zheng, whose whole face was barely visible, and did not throw him out of the ring until the last second.

There is no way, if the last two are still on the field, they will be disqualified from the exam.

The medical mage quickly stepped forward and treated Wang Zheng. Fortunately, they were all traumatic injuries, which looked a little miserable, but what really made Wang Zheng unable to stand up was because of the exhaustion of mana.

Wen Fan also rubbed his fist, which was a little numb, and he was very happy in his heart, this violent beating was carried out, and more than 100 lives were credited to the account. Offset the cost of two reels and add additional payouts.

When Wen Fan returned to the preparation area and was about to swipe his mobile phone and wait for the finals to start, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"What are you all looking at me for?" The rest of the examinees' eyes were focused on Wen Fan, and their eyes were a little unnatural.

"You..." In the end, Zhang Shaoyan answered Wen Fan's doubts: "Do you two have any personal enmity?"

Wen Fan was stunned, knowing that he was wondering why he beat Wang Zheng so badly.

Just as he was about to organize a language explanation, Huang Xin, who was dressed in a yellow robe, came to Wen Fan and laughed heartily: "Wen Fan is good! Wang Zheng is a despicable villain, he should be beaten to death!"

said that it was miserable, and it had to be Huang Xin the worst, as the only yellow-robed mage in the same class, he had already placed high hopes on him, and even many people speculated that the final final would be a battle between Bai Yu and Huang Xin.

Huang Xin has always taken defeating Bai Baiyu as his goal, and he also wants to prove that the miscellaneous route he chose is right.

No one expected that Huang Xin didn't even meet Bai Yu, and he lost in eight into four.

That's why Huang Xin hated Wang Zheng so much.

Wen Fan was a little speechless for a while, it was not his intention to beat Wang Zheng, and it was his goal to drag on for a long time.

However, it was too troublesome to explain, so Wen Fan didn't bother to explain, and replied casually: "Wang Zheng him... I don't like gender. Everyone

: "......"

everyone didn't stay on this topic for too long, and it was about to be the final, and it was also the most watched competition.

The mage of the same class (except Huang Xin) is recognized as the strongest, and the only creator to enter the top eight.

What kind of sparks will happen when the two collide?

After the exam between Wen Fan and Wang Zheng, the education committee was gathered by Zuo Huaibi for a meeting, and it was not clear what he said, but after the meeting, it was decided that the final game time would be set for 2 hours later.

The audience was full of discussions and complaints.

Wen Fan knew that this was Zuo Huaibi's strategy to delay time, which might cause great dissatisfaction, but there was no way, for the sake of the entire Mu City, he could only make this decision.

For two hours, everyone should eat, eat, and rest.

Wen Fan rested for a while, ate something and returned to the preparation area, a little irritable at this time.

He flew into the sky and put on the combat effectiveness detector to take another look, not only the stadium, but also the entire Mucheng, buildings, streets, flowers and trees still have energy fluctuations from time to time.

What puzzled him the most was that every other distance, there was a high-energy energy response, and there was a feeling of déjà vu.

And more and more people are discovering this, after all, the mage is still more sensitive to this situation, and in places where there are more crowds, everyone may ignore it, and once they reach a slightly quieter area, they will react to this inexplicable state.

But everyone didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was the mages who maintained order during the college entrance examination that were spilling out mana.

"The godfather said that I don't have to worry, the college entrance examination is almost over, and the results of the investigation have not yet been released. How could you not care.

Wen Fan sighed.

At the same time, he was also irritated by the exam with Bai Yu.

Bai Tianyu's combat strategy is very simple, that is, push.

Push everyone on the field out of the field except yourself, cleanly.

Let Wen Fan delay the exam time with Bai Baiyu, Wen Fan felt that it was not easy, either he was directly pushed out of the field by Bai Baiyu, or Bai Baiyu was swept out of the field by himself with a stick.

"What a drag. Wen Fan scratched his head.

Turning his head to look at Bai Tianyu who was calm on the other side of the preparation area, he seemed to have always been like this, extremely calm, and he was calm in the face of everything, as if nothing could make him take it to heart.