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  Hearing the referee\'s announcement, Yu Mingjun, who came second in Qianyang No. 1 Middle School, suddenly stood up, and then looked at his instructor Zhang Qiang in confusion.

  According to the arrangement, he originally went up to pick up bargains.

  However, now that Zhu Li\'s magic-sounding bat didn\'t even have time to cast the curse-sounding magic sound, Chen Wen\'s iron-eating beast was not only not injured, but even dizziness and nausea didn\'t appear.

   Mortal 9th ​​dan fights mortal 10th dan, and the opponent has no negative status, how can he fight?

   Zhang Qiang saw Yu Mingjun\'s gaze, and after thinking for a while, his face became serious.

   "Fight!"

  He set the tone straight away.

   "There is no doubt that we underestimated the strength of Qinghe No. 1 Middle School. Maybe they have the strength of the top eight with Chen Wen, but can we admit defeat?"

   "The top 32 last year, the top 64 this year, we came to the national competition for a round trip?"

   "Do you still want face?"

  Zhang Qiang\'s voice gradually became louder, and his eyes swept over the students who were going to play next.

   "Our next goal is no top eight, no top sixteen, we only have one goal!"

   "Defeat Qinghe No. 1 Middle School and win this game."

   "For this reason, it doesn\'t matter even if all the beasts that are the main force are seriously injured."

   "Remember, the national competition has the best medical team, and the school is also your strongest backing."

  Listening to Zhang Qiang\'s words, Qianyang No. 1 Middle School looked at Chen Wen and the Iron Eater on the field, with a fierce look in their eyes.

   Then, Yu Mingjun gritted his teeth and stepped onto the battlefield.

  In the live broadcast room.

  Seeing the scene of Yu Mingjun playing, Liu Sanxiao asserted: "Qianyang No. 1 Middle School is desperate!"

   Chen Jie looked sideways at his partner, and said in surprise, "It\'s only the second round, so why are you desperate?"

   "As I said before, Chen Wen is the best at fighting with wheels.

  During the provincial competition in Xichuan Province before, Chen Wen\'s iron-eating beast was weaker than others, but he still completed a series of threes, fours and even fives many times.

  Now Chen Wen\'s iron-eating beast strength has been raised to the tenth mortal stage, not the ordinary tenth stage.

  Under such circumstances, if the other people in Qianyang No. 1 Middle School didn’t try their best, there would be no doubt that Chen Wen would directly hit Cao Jun, the captain of Qianyang No. 1 Middle School.

   At that time, Qianyang No. 1 Middle School will not have the slightest chance of winning. After all, not everyone is good at fighting with wheels. "

  Listening to Liu Sanxiao\'s analysis, Chen Jie couldn\'t help but gasped and said, "From what you\'ve said, Qianyang No. 1 Middle School is indeed in danger."

  Liu Sanxiao also sighed: "Chen Wen\'s iron-eating beast is really unexpected. It has an invincible melee ability, an extremely good burst speed, and this extremely powerful control skill. I really don\'t know how to cultivate it..."

   Chen Jie saw that the conversation time on the field was coming to an end, so he retracted the topic.

   "Okay, the dialogue time between the two sides is about to begin, let\'s see if Qianyang No. 1 Middle School can make a glimmer of hope."

  As soon as his voice fell, the referee on the field waved his right hand and announced the start of the game.

   Wind Wolf retreated as soon as it appeared.

   Qianyang No. 1 Middle School wants to fight, but that doesn\'t mean they will rush to Abao to fight against him without thinking.

  On the contrary, they will calmly use all means to fully increase the winning rate of the battle.

  Wind wolf is good at swimming and fighting, Yu Mingjun is going to consume Abao\'s physical strength and aura first, and then let wind wolf go all out when he can\'t escape.

  Boom!

  A Bao stomped on the ground and headed straight for the wind wolf.

   "Wind Blade!"

  While retreating, the wind wolf opened its mouth and sprayed out a sharp blue blade of light.

  A Bao turned sideways while sprinting, let the wind blade cut off a few strands of hair on its chest, and continued to rush towards the wind wolf without stopping.

"So fast!"

  Yu Mingjun\'s pupils constricted, he didn\'t expect that even the wind blade could not stop the iron-eating beast for a moment.

  Seeing that the iron-eating beast was about to rush in front of his wind wolf, he immediately activated his talent.

  With the strengthening of the wind attribute, the wind attribute aura in the wind wolf\'s body instantly surged.

   "Wind Blade!"

   It was still a wind blade, but the wind blade spewed out from the wind wolf\'s mouth was continuous.

  For a moment, Ah Bao seemed to be in the middle of a hail of bullets, and more than a dozen wind blades that came one after another blocked the angle of his dodge.

   "See how you hide?"

   Delight appeared in Yu Mingjun\'s eyes.

  He didn\'t expect to deal with the iron-eating beast with one move, but he wanted to force the iron-eating beast to burst speed or use the rock armor to resist, thus consuming a lot of aura.

   Seeing this, Chen Wen didn\'t have the slightest intention of commanding. He believed that Ah Bao could handle it by himself.

  Rock armor, but not full rock armor.

   Facing an almost full-cover attack, Abao Yi Gaoxiong was so bold that he only condensed a rock glove on his palms.

   "Is it too big?"

   "Gone?"

   "Don\'t be a fat bear and turn into a dead bear!"

   "So confident, you actually want to block all wind blades with your fists!"

  While the audience in the arena and the audience in the live broadcast room were surprised, the continuous wind blades had already hit A Bao.

   Clang! Clang! Clang! —

  I saw Ah Bao waving his arms alternately, forming fist shadows in front of him instantly, and then the sound of clanging metal clashes resounded throughout the battlefield.

   A few minutes later, Fenglang Fenglang\'s aura had weakened, and Yu Mingjun was sweating on his forehead and his face turned pale.

   However, opposite them, Ah Bao was unscathed, posed a T-step, and then beckoned.

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   "A Bao: Come here!"

   "It\'s too messed up! The mentality of Qianyang No. 1 Middle School is about to explode!"

   "Although she is fat, what\'s the matter with being a little chic?"

   "Cute and sarcastic!"

  Yu Mingjun was so angry that his face turned red, but he still calmly directed the wind wolf to prepare for the fight.

   "The xinxing is fine!"

  Chen Wen sighed with emotion, and then commanded: "Let\'s deal with the wind wolf!"

  Abao’s taunt is to save some energy for the enemy to take the initiative to attack.

   Now that the opponent is not in the trap, Abao can only spend some energy.

"Roar!"

   Ah Bao roared when he heard the words, then kicked his feet and rushed towards the wind wolf quickly.

   At this time, Yu Mingjun\'s mental power has been exhausted, and the aura in Fenglang\'s body has also been consumed too much, so he was easily subdued by Abao without much resistance.

   During the period, the wind wolf resisted desperately under the command of Yu Mingjun, but unfortunately, Abao\'s reactions and skills were top-notch, and did not pose much threat to it.

  Boom!

  Following Ah Bao\'s fist that hit Fenglang\'s head was caught by the referee Beast, the second match was declared over.

   "Second match, Chen Wensheng!"

  The referee\'s announcement did not arouse the audience\'s surprise, and Chen Jie and Liu Sanxiao in the live broadcast room were also taken for granted.

  When Ah Bao blocked the Wind Wolf\'s successive wind blades with just his fists, the result of the second battle was already doomed.

   "As expected of the official TOP23, although Chen Wen\'s iron-eating beast is still in the 10th stage of the mortal body, its strength is definitely not inferior to ordinary extraordinary! Combined with Chen Wen\'s talent..."

  Liu Sanxiao shook his head with a wry smile, and swallowed his unfavorable thoughts about Qianyang No. 1 Middle School.

   After all, only two games have passed, so it is hard to say the outcome at this time.

  Chen Jie understood what Liu Sanxiao meant.

   Knowing that the outcome of the game was almost set, he immediately introduced a new stunt.

   "The most outstanding individual performance on the stage of the national competition is a string of four. I wonder if Chen Wen can accomplish a new miracle and complete this almost impossible challenge on the stage of the national competition?"

  The audience in the live broadcast room became interested when they heard what the host said.

   "A string of five!"

   "A string of five!"

   "A string of five!"

   "..."

  Some viewers who watched the live broadcast even took advantage of the game gap to go to other live broadcast rooms to promote themselves.

   Hearing that there was a series of five fierce players in the game, the lively audience flocked in.

  (end of this chapter)