v13 Chapter 137： Refuse!

Xiao Tieqi was glared by Zhou Tongyi. Although his momentum was weak, he thought that Feng Maru was beside him and immediately couldn't hide the smile. "My mouth grows on me, what I say, it's none of your business. Your Ziyang College is too lenient!"

"Then I will tear off your stinky mouth!"

Zhou Tong Shen Sheng drank and passed first, but was stopped by his hand.

"Zhou Tong, sit down!"

A small face of the purple kite was covered with frost and looked at Zhou Zhou, "Don't let others see the joke of our Ziyang Academy."

"Sister, but..."

Zhou Tongcheng was unwilling.

"Zhou Tong, this is not the place to start work." Lin Tianyao sat beside him, looking at the door of the cafeteria.

Next to the door of the restaurant, there are ten senior members of Tianlan College, all of whom are masters of the Seventh Excellent Environment. There are also two masters of the eight-fold "government" environment. Several people approached here, apparently noticing the situation here. Zhou Tong knew that he couldn’t do it. He sat down heavily and gritted his teeth. “Don’t want that group of bastards? I don’t want to!”

"Leave them alone? How is this possible!"

Lin Tianyao smiled coldly, "Of course, if you want to take revenge, you must return it to him!"

Including Zhou Tong, several students of Ziyang College came into contact with Lin Tianyao's sight, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and inexplicably shivered.

"In his own way, give him the same! Don't want to teach Feng Maru in the game? But Feng Maru's strength..." Nan Xiao frowned.

Although they hate Feng Maru, they also know the strength gap between the two sides.

Feng Maru's marksmanship is unpredictable. So far, the blow that seriously hurt Yang Hong has prevented them from forgetting. Even the kite of purple "color" is difficult to match.

Eat quickly and prepare for this afternoon's ranking match. Lin Tianyao didn't explain again.

Purple Kite, Bing Ruolan and Xu Mei watched Lin Tianyao silently.

Only they understand the meaning of Lin Tianyao's words.

in the afternoon.

Yanwu Square is boiling again. It will be busy several times in the morning.

All the people who have eaten can't wait to return to the weapon training square, waiting for the start of the ranking game.

In the center of the square, Zhou Zhiyun, a beautiful beauty dressed in plain clothes, announced softly, "The ranking game is the same as before, divided into knockout and challenge. Six people will be eliminated in the knockout, leaving only ten people. The remaining ten Will be challenged this year to identify four new heroes..."

Lin Tianyao and Bing Ruolan, Xu Mei, and Zi Yuan stood together and heard the address cloud clearly.

The knockout is the same as the previous qualifier, it is also divided into ten rounds, and the two platforms are played simultaneously. Who wins the name by lottery, and who plays against each other.

The only difference is that the knockout will no longer be divided into groups, and 16 players will be drawn randomly. If you meet four new heroes, you can only blame bad luck.

Bin Lan Ruo looked at the students of other colleges, a little nervous. "These people are so strong, I don't know if I can make it into the top ten."

After the qualifiers, the remaining students are the real elites of the four universities.

The rest are the worst conditions for the end of the seven-Tibetan refining. Bing Ruo Lan Xiu is very common.

Lin Tianyao smiled faintly, "If you are blue, don't be nervous. You are strong enough to enter the top ten."

"Ok."

If Binglan "color" exhaled slightly, his "color" eased a little.

Lin Tianyao looked back and just came into contact with Feng Wan's eyes.

Seeing the two men as a sharp sword, strangling each other in the air, some students in the room felt a chill for some reason.

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At this time, Zhou Zhiyun's voice suddenly increased by a few points.

Now, the ranking game begins!

Boom.

The atmosphere of the whole arena was boiling with excitement. The audience shouted excitedly at the students they supported.

"The first round of knockout has started. The first platform, Xu Jian from Ziyang College to Song Jian from Wanluo College!"

The second platform is Hu Yidao of Snow College vs. Wu Fei of Tian Lan College.

Four students began to climb the platform.

"Hey, he is Song Jian!" Zi kite saw the first rostrum of classmate Luo, who turned out to be an arrogant little-eyed warrior who spoke at noon, and her beautiful eyes could not help flashing a cold light. Xu Mei also recognized the man, and her pretty face immediately became a little cold. I can't believe this is a narrow road!

"Xu Mei, be careful." Lin Tianyao warned.

"I know."

Xu Mei nodded and climbed onto the first high platform.

Song Jian, the little-eyed warrior, is also the seven-fold hidden essence of late restoration.

Xu Mei's eyes were "chaotic" painted. The little-eyed warrior smiles evilly. "I can't believe I'm still a beauty. It seems that I will be strong today."

"It also depends on whether you have power!"

Xu Mei sneered softly, tipped her toes a little bit, the sweet wind joined together, and the figure had been swept in front of the little-eyed warrior.

The small-eyed warrior was so shocked that he lost his color, and his scalp tingled, toward the back, trying to distance him.

"There is no escape!"

Xu Mei's shadow accompanied him, followed by the warrior with small eyes.

The little-eyed warriors were originally swordsmen, but suddenly they became intimate. It's too late to pull out their swords, they can only grind their teeth and wave their hands to greet them.

The vigorous qi is surging, and the small-eyed warrior flashes the vigorous qi with his hands, and he continuously shoots without hitting.

Xu Mei's eyes were calm, facing the roaring palm wind, her ruddy lips even evoked a shallow smile.

"The wind is blowing!"

Sha Yu's hand came out in a twinkling of an eye, like a snake essence, in the palm of the wind, a palm split in the chest of Xiao Wu.

puff!

The little-eyed warrior blushed and spit out blood, and his body flew into the air.

Seeing the small-eyed warrior flying out of the tower, Xu Xiangmei suddenly whispered, entangled on the arm of the small-eyed warrior, and snapped it back.

The little-eyed warrior had not yet figured out what was going on. Suddenly, he saw a white "colored" hand, and his vision expanded rapidly.

A clear slap in the Wuduan Square followed by a sharp scream. The small-eyed warrior was hit by Xu Mei's palm with his palm. Wow, he spit out blood.

Xu Mei's left sleeve wrapped around the right arm of the small-eyed warrior, and his right hand swayed ten times per second, each time accurately fanning in the mouth of the small-eyed warrior.

Finally not coming out.

Xu Meigang threw the small-eyed fighter from the tower, clapped his hands, and turned to the audience.

"This. Is this female student too ruthless?"

Around the audience, looking at the swollen lips, not the small humanoid warrior, dumbfounded. ..