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After looking Feng Xiaotian up and down, Yang Pojun laughed out loud, "So, if you meet us in the next game, do you plan to play by yourself?"

"Next game?"

Blinking his eyes, Feng Xiaotian, full of confusion and confusion, hesitated and said, "Hasn't the opponent for the next game not yet been decided?"

You also know that you haven’t determined your opponent yet...

Yang Pojun exhaled a filthy breath, along with all kinds of negative emotions, "You go back, I refuse!"

"reject?"

Feng Xiaotian's expression suddenly froze, and he thought to himself, "Why don't you just listen to what I have to say before rejecting it?"

"Hey...wait a minute..." He forced out an ugly smile, and Feng Xiaotian felt that Yang Pojun might have misunderstood!

"I'm not here to discuss the game with you..."

After Yang Pojun heard this, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Isn't it about the competition?"

"Hmm... um..." He nodded hurriedly, Feng Xiaotian looked around awkwardly, and asked in a low voice: "Can I go in first?"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Pojun nodded. As long as we don't mention the game, we will still be good friends. Now he gets a headache when he hears the word "game" mentioned by others!

After closing the door and glancing at Feng Xiaotian, Yang Pojun remained silent, analyzing the purpose of his trip in his mind.

I am not familiar with Feng Xiaotian, and can even be said to be strangers, so why is he looking for me?

Oh... duel... are you really sick... come to fight with yourself in the middle of the night?

What?

Use up my energy in advance?

I can knock his brains out in a single fight. If he hadn't been kicked in the head by a donkey, he shouldn't be able to commit suicide like this!

Because of Shui Bing'er, Yang Pojun now suffers from stress disorder...

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Feng Xiaotian hesitated for a moment and said, "Uh...well, to be honest, we don't have much confidence in advancing to tomorrow's game. Whether we meet you, the Wuhundian team, or even Tianshui Academy, we have all been eliminated. danger!"

Hiss...why does this sentence sound so familiar?

If you dare to say what you say next, you also want to see the gap between us, so you want to challenge me, believe it or not, I will chop you alive right now?

Looking at Yang Pojun with a bad expression, Feng Xiaotian hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. That is, if I don't meet you tomorrow, then I'm afraid I won't have the chance to meet you again, because you defeated She wanted me to challenge you, uh... to be precise, challenge you, so... I want to find an opportunity... um... you understand..."

Oh...I understand, I understand, this Huowu licking dog wants to win the favor of the beauty, so he wants to use me as a tool!

"Okay!" Yang Pojun nodded as he looked at Feng Xiaotian meaningfully.

Hey...licking the dog, licking the dog, and finally licking it until you have nothing. There is no grass anywhere in the world, so why should you have unrequited love for a flower?

Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian also laughed.

After sending away Huo Wu's licking dog, Yang Pojun finally had a peaceful sleep!

the next day!

I don’t know if it was God’s will, but in the fourth round, Lanba Academy’s opponent was really damn Tianshui Academy!

As expected, the Wuhundian team encountered the weakest unknown college, and Kamikaze College faced off against Eton College!

In the first game, Wuhundian used its ultimate move as usual, and the unknown college readily followed the non-resistance policy.

The match was won without any suspense by Wuhundian with an overwhelming advantage.

In the second game, although Feng Xiaotian performed superbly, the seven soul sects of his opponents rushed into battle together. After a fierce fight, Eton College finally had the last laugh.

However, despite winning the competition as expected, Eton College also lost half of its life in a fierce fight from Kamikaze College!

Judging from the extent of their injuries, they may not be able to recover to their best condition for the next game in two days!

In the third game, Lanba College played against Tianshui College.

On the ring, Yang Pojun looked at Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu who came hand in hand with a smile, not panicking at all, and even showing a trace of expectation.

Seeing Yang Pojun walking onto the ring alone, he raised his eyebrows. Shui Binger and Xue Wu looked at each other, and both of them smiled at the same time.

Liu Erlong's guess was right. They put all their treasures on the martial soul fusion skills. If they lose, it's not unfair. If they win, Tianshui Academy will become famous in one battle!

"What a plan!" Yang Pojun glanced sideways at Shui Bing'er, and his words were pointed.

"This is a fair duel!" Shui Bing'er pretended not to understand, with a burning fighting spirit in her eyes!

"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. However, you may be very disappointed later!" Yang Pojun smiled faintly and wanted to see the disappointed look on Shui Bing'er's face later.

I don't know why, but looking at Yang Pojun who looked calm, Shui Binger's heart palpitated for no reason, and the muscles all over her body tensed uncontrollably.

No, there's a problem, why doesn't he seem angry at all... As soon as this thought passed through his mind, it settled in the bottom of his heart and he didn't care about it.

Maybe in her opinion, the reason why Yang Pojun was not angry was that he was full of confidence in his own strength!

Taking a deep breath, Shui Bing'er's inner thoughts settled and she felt at peace, letting go of all her fame, wealth and selfish desires.

The referee was only slightly surprised by the lineups of both sides, and then motioned for the players from both sides to salute each other!

"Captain of the Tianshui Academy team, Shui Bing'er, a level 43 control soul master." With a wise light shining in his eyes, Shui Bing'er's whole temperament suddenly changed dramatically.

Calm, calm, and firm-eyed!

"Yang Pojun, captain of the Lanba Academy team, level 59 attack weapon soul master!" The expression on his face calmed down, and Yang Pojun also showed his own attitude.

59... Swallowing subconsciously, Shui Bing'er felt her body getting colder inch by inch, as if she lacked wrapping clothes in the cold winter, and she shivered slowly.

"Game start!"

With the referee's order!

Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu started their own martial arts at the same time!

The same optimal soul ring configuration, except that the moment Shui Bing'er activated her martial soul, her whole body was enveloped in a layer of hazy blue light.

Circles of dazzling blue light with a somewhat dazzling blurry image floated out of thin air behind her. Although the spirit itself was very blurry, the powerful aura it exuded was something that no one dared to underestimate.

Next to her, the martial spirit presented by Xue Wu was somewhat special. It was a martial spirit that was like a snowflake. It looked crystal clear and shone under the sunlight.

As the four soul rings on her body flashed alternately, Xue Wu stood there and danced as if there was no one else. The breeze blew on her face, her black hair fluttered, and circles of blue halo swayed and spread from her body.

As she danced gracefully, a dark cloud suddenly formed in the originally sunny sky, and a curtain of rain poured down. The heavy raindrops instantly drenched Yang Pojun.

On the other side, Yang Pojun also released the Blood Dragon Soul Shocking Spear, but he was not in a hurry to attack!

He wants Shui Bing'er to understand what it means to work harder and become more desperate, and he wants to slap Shui Bing'er into the abyss when she is most proud!

Well, it’s not that Yang Pojun doesn’t know how to be compassionate and cherish the jade, it’s just that only in this way can it be regarded as a vote of fame, otherwise Liu Erlong and the others will never give him a good look after they step down!