Wang Wang's dream color

"Brother! It's Ryoma!"

Naryo exclaimed, and Nagasakigawa looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, he found that familiar figure on the high platform that was the focus of the audience in the center.

Under the cheers of the crowd, the one struggling to compete with his opponent was none other than Echizen who had been wandering around and "fighting" in various underground strongholds during this period of time.

The opponent's offensive became more and more violent amidst the din of the crowd, and the forward shot repeatedly defended against it, while the back was already sweating from the extremely high-intensity running.

That invisible force that suddenly appeared under Lilia's first attack that day, and blocked the attack, has appeared many times from time to time in the continuous tempering of these days, and Echizen always went to find that trace of mystery Feelings, but always missed the slightest difference.

But...Echizen returned the intercepted heavy ball with concentration, his eyes were shining brightly.

He had a premonition... that kind of gushing power would soon break through the final barrier!

"Why is he here? Yes, isn't he participating in the Open..."

For a moment, Nai Liang also forgot that there was still a strap tied around her wrist, so she wanted to squeeze forward to have a closer look.

"Who brought him here..."

"Don't worry."

Nagasaki frowned and looked around at the frantic surroundings after struggling with the belt and dragging Naryo back.

"Since I haven't received any news, it's better not to have direct contact with him for the time being, so as not to be seen by interested people."

"can."

Without waiting for Naliang to refute, Nagasakigawa grabbed her arm and walked towards the deeper platform.

"In the rankings tonight, you will be facing your old enemy. He is also ranked high in the 'Ghost Skull'. You should pay attention to this first."

"The first round of slaughtering the list is over, and the little fish and shrimp have been cleaned up. The next step is the real thing."

"The teacher said that during this period of time, you can start to close the net and compete for the rankings, and try to squeeze out a few places, so that you can get close to the inner circle of the black competition."

The more they walked in, the more members of the 'Ghost Skull' they saw wearing the skull logo on their arms, and they all looked at the approaching people with dark eyes.

Nagasakigawa and Naryo walked side by side, still not forgetting to ask in a low voice.

"But there are a lot of people with this kind of thinking, not only us, but also the people in the 'Ghost Skeleton' know it well, and they are all looking at it with their knives sharpened."

"So, be careful. Don't always be so bluffing, you can't do things with your brain."

"Know it!"

Aware of Nagasakigawa's concerns, Naryo calmed down, glanced at those wolf-like ferocious eyes around him without any emotion, and walked up to the building with Nagasakigawa... The high platform battlefield of desire and slaughter.

but...

When Nai Liang turned the last corner, she still turned her head and cast her eyes on the figure of the young man on the high platform far away who was staggering back after being hit by a blow with some exhaustion.

That pair of clear eyes shining brightly and youthful spirit... in the dark and chaotic underground, passing through countless obscene and vulgar... wild words and shouting sounds - Zhang Yang is so special and ostentatious...

Like a lone wolf who has not yet grown into a king, it is surrounded by vicious dogs.

Whether it is a victory or a disastrous defeat...he must step through the heart-piercing thorns before he can wear mottled scars——break out of the encirclement.

"Let's go."

The flat but firm voice of my brother in my ear separated all the cheers and shouts, as if it came from another distant and quiet world.

Curling the corners of her mouth indifferently, Nai Liang stopped looking at the tragic light and turned the corner, her eyes were sharp and sharp.

Let's go.

Fight each other.

"Gameover! Yamazawa, win!"

The dusk fell, and the last ball of the last day finally fell.

Ying Nao stood on the sidelines, looking at the delicate girl who had won three games in a row but was only panting slightly, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Shan Ze, who took off the weight and went all out, was so tenacious that it was eye-catching.

She glanced over No. 7, No. 8, and No. 20 who were collapsing or resting on the sidelines. Except for No. 7, who was mostly unwilling and ashamed, the other two were calm after fighting hard but still losing.

No. 20, who seemed the most cynical and lazy, was the one among the three who was holding on to the time with Shanze. At the moment, he also collapsed on the ground in a leisurely manner, shaking his legs, chewing bubble gum and blowing bubbles. , didn't seem to care about losing the game and possibly being eliminated.

"The final official team members are seven in total."

Regardless of whether standing or lying down, Chu Ming flicked the paper in his hand, and his flat voice implied a metallic sternness.

"Number 1, Charlotte."

Sakura looked around and found that Xia Luo was not there. Since the first day he knew the result, he hadn't appeared again.

"No. 2, Akutagawa Mu; No. 5, Akutagawa Maple."

Except for No. 2 who won on the first day, that is, the elder brother of the twins. The younger brother of No. 5 also won the game against No. 8 the next day.

"Number 3, Zuo Jiang's voice"

The girl standing next to Sakura didn't feel much about this result. Sakura glanced at the quiet face, and felt that after the game with Xia Luo, the girl had been surprisingly quiet for the past two days, as if Something is brewing in...

"Number 6, Tatsuzaki Sakura."

Smiling slightly, Sakurano looked at Hatsune who suddenly raised her eyes, and smiled lightly.

"Number 10, Yoshimi Tomita."

The number 10 that was read was the girl with great contrast. Sakura looked at the thin figure who still lowered her head and didn't respond after the name was read. She tilted her head, wondering what she was thinking. .

"Number 13, Riko Sato."

The one who showed the most joy was this round-faced girl who looked very carefree. Sakura looked at the pure joy in Riko's eyes, her smile was slightly stagnant, and she was in a trance.

"very nice."

That kind of joy seemed to have an infectious power, Sakura looked back and murmured.

"And a substitute."

Chu Ming closed the folder in his hand, looked around, and his eyes fell on No. 20 who was lying on the sidelines blowing bubbles, and slowly opened his mouth to make a final sound.

"Number 20, Leo."

"Ok?"

Hearing his name suddenly, the bubble blown by No. 20 deflated, and he turned over and sat up, with a lazy surprise in his eyes.

"Why... Didn't I lose..."

The ashen-faced No. 7 also yelled unwillingly.

"Yes! We all lost! Why did you choose him!"

"Yes, you all..."

Chu Ming took off his glasses, revealing his long and narrow phoenix eyes, which were sharp and sharp.

He looked at the fearful No. 7, and spoke slowly, accentuating his tone.

"I lost."

As if remembering three days ago when he was full of confidence and asked if he won, No. 7 looked at Chu Ming's cold eyes, and couldn't help but shrank his neck and said nothing, showing a trace of embarrassment on his face.

"I chose you. Because,"

Chu Ming was followed by Shanze, who was expressionless and obedient, and walked up to Leo who was still sitting on the ground with a leaf on his head, condescendingly...speaking coldly.

"In comparison."

"You're not bad, you deserve to be carved by me."

I don't know if he was stabbed by the indifferent eyes with gold hidden in those eyes, Leo smiled suddenly, waved his hands and got up, his mouth was still cynical and unscrupulous.

"Come on! Thank you!"

"When I go back and wash it up, please clean it up as you like!"

It seems that he has never seen such an interesting person who is naughty and knows how to measure, and is not annoying. Shan Ze, who has been hiding behind Chu Ming, rarely poked his head around. handsome face.

Leo also noticed that curious gaze, he tilted his head, grinned at Shanze, the sun was languid, and even a little charming.

Sensing the back and forth between the two, Hatsune frowned and turned sideways as if unconsciously, blocking Leo's view of Shanze.

"The others are dismissed, and the training camp will start tomorrow morning."

"you."

Chu Ming squeezed the center of his brows, and glanced coldly at Leo who was standing in front of him out of shape.

"Go and run ten laps around the field."

"No way! Do you still bring such a thing!"

"It's the devil! The devil!"

Being led away by Chu Ming, Shan Ze heard the strange crying sound behind him, and looked back in a little ignorance. Can't help being taken aback, "puchi" laughed.

"Interested in him?"

Holding her hand tightly, Shanze came back to his senses, looked at the cold profile of the person beside him, subconsciously shook his head, his eyes were cute.

"Just thought he was interesting."

"I played three games in a row today, are you tired?"

Rubbing the top of the girl's fluffy hair, Chu Ming lowered his head and his sharp eyes faded.

"Fortunately."

In fact, his legs were so weak that he was a little out of strength. Shanze's eyes flashed, but he didn't tell the truth.

She doesn't want her brother to be disappointed.

"No, lie to me."

Stopping in his tracks, the first name brushed the side of the girl's face, and his voice dropped by one degree.

"Tell me, are you tired today?"

After looking at Chuming for a while, Shanze bit his lip and finally nodded.

"Tired...very tired, very tired."

Brushing past the girl's slightly blue eyes, long eyelashes brushed against his palm.

Hatsune patted Shanze's head, bent down slightly, picked up the light and slender girl horizontally, and continued to walk slowly towards the residence.

"Go back and rest early. Start tomorrow and train with them."

Shan Ze froze for a moment, then subconsciously put his arms around Chu Ming's neck, obediently lay on the man's shoulder, and responded in a low voice.

"Ah."

The warm breath hit the neck, Chu Ming Zang Jin's eyes softened, and there was a tinge of warmth.

There was a faint cry and howl behind him, and the man holding the well-behaved treasure gradually walked away, like a crowd of people leaving in all directions.

As dusk deepens, the moon rises.

The day is coming to an end.

One day, still going on.

Dim lights are lit on the deepest high platform, dark eyes gather on the platform, here will sound the frightening horn, and the cheers and applause here... used to be dripping with blood.

Climbing up to the high platform, Nai Liang clenched her hands tightly and watched the tall black man who was slowly stepping onto the platform. Every step was so heavy that the platform trembled, his eyes were sharp and icy cold.

"Leadership challenge, 83 Alisa, challenge 50 Smith."

"challenge--"

"start!"