Chapter 187 A little heavier

Time passed like a white horse, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye. The Bowen College, which has been on vacation for more than half a month, has finally opened again. Today is January 15th, which is the opening day of the high-profile sacred flame competition of Bowen College. After a pleasant holiday, Ling Wei finally appeared on the raft of Bowen College. Because of the rain, although the herons and feather beasts wintering in the south have not returned, colorful umbrella flowers are still blooming on the angel road.

These days, Ling Wei, who had been brewing for a long time, finally informed Ling Hui of the news of the engagement between the demon's aunt and the demon. After a few days, the cottage was sour and hazy. Fortunately, all three women are good, otherwise it will lead to domestic violence. On the angel road, the three women held three paper flowers side by side and talked and laughed, intentionally or unintentionally isolated Ling Li.

Ling Wei had no choice but to go to A Hand and the scholar to find a sense of achievement.

The registration for the sacred flame competition ended as early as before the New Year's holiday, and Ling Hui signed up for everyone except Qin Si living in the cabin. At the same time, these first-year students who have won the Ling Yanjie of Bowen College have also been given a lot of high expectations. However, it is still very difficult to enter the top 100 of the sacred flame list, because there are 1,800 fourth-grade students who will graduate in July this year. Compared with 900 registered in the third grade and 500 in the second grade, there are fewer students participating in the first grade. It's just 100 people.

It is worth mentioning that the blood wolf that was destroyed a while ago will have some signs of resurgence. Nohia still has the death of the strong of the royal family, and the murders in the magic guild are also frequent. When the emperor was anxious, he really hoped that he would come early on March 15 so that he could uproot it.

How can the nearly 3200 contestants decide the winner? It's very simple to catch and fight and eliminate the system. If you can make it to the top 100, you have to win at least five rounds in a row.

A total of ten arenas in five colleges were expropriated at the same time. Before the 100-person competition, ten arenas were built in each arena. 100 games can be played at the same time. This greatly shortens the cycle of the entire sacred flame competition.

There are nearly 1,600 games in the first round, and it is only 16 games in each ring. It only takes one day to finish it all.

The sacred flame competition of Bowen College is open to the public as usual. As long as you spend five gold coins, you can choose one of the halls to watch the game for a day. Over the years, every hall that can accommodate at least 10,000 spectators has been full. This is a feast of fighting. Noble men from all over the mainland will travel to Nosia at the beginning of the flame competition of the Bowen College. Of course, some of them are martial artists themselves and come to watch with a learning attitude.

With the festival climbing of the entrance fee of each round of competition, the sacred flame competition brings considerable income to Bowen College.

The match map of the game a few days ago was finally arranged immediately. Ling and several people said goodbye to the intersection of the campus and went to their own competition venue. Fortunately, there was no situation between her own people and her own people, and Ling Hui also reported the name of the little demon in a prespect. More fortunately, Ling Li, Xiaoyao and Ling Hui's competition venues are all in the Magic Comprehensive College.

With Qin Si's lead, the four quickly came to the arena of the Magic Comprehensive College. Before the game started, the audience in the arena was almost full. A special channel for students participating in the Bowen College is open to the outside. Ling Wei walked into it with three women, and his eyes suddenly became cheerful.

In the noisy arena, there is a lot of noise. The audience is full of expectant faces. There are also some cheerleaders dressed in exposed special cheering for the contestants. Screaming and shouting the names of the strong men in Bowen College. These overcohormonal women, like a hot seasoning, make the feast even more exciting.

"This is a feast of joy, and this is a temple for warriors. Ladies and gentlemen. Calm down. Now. I announce that this year's torch competition of Bowen College is now open..." ** Surging speeches are overflowing in every competition hall.

"Brother, it's so lively." Ling Hui said with a smile, "Don't be nervous when you go to the stage to the game later."

Ling Li walked over and tapped Ling Hui's head gently and said, "It's not that I haven't seen the world. In those years, the fighting arena in Jiaxin City was no smaller than here."

"Hate, brother. What if you knock me dumb?" Ling Hui said an anger and touched the place knocked by Ling Wei again.

Ling Li laughed and said, "If you are stupid, be a stupid girl. Brother, I will support you.

Ling Hui's little mouth was up and said, "Huier is not, you stupid brother."

"Well, I'm a stupid brother, and the sister of the stupid brother is a stupid girl."

"Stop it. The game is about to begin. Hurry up and confirm which number of the ring you are in." Qin Si felt that she listened to the nutritious dialogue between the brother and sister like this again. They were not stupid, but they had to be stupid first.

When she saw the little demon covering his mouth and smiling, she took the little demon's hand and said, "Little demon, ignore these two guys. I'll take you to the ring where you want to compete."

"Ye."

"I'm about to die, and this leisurely flirts." Ling Wei was stunned, and he would never forget this sound. The swordsman who almost killed himself three months ago, Zou Qiong in the fourth grade.

Ling Li smiled coldly in his heart. It's hard to say who will die to be the leader. He turned his head and deliberately changed into a fearful face.

This made Zou Qiong more sure of the guess in his heart. That three-month appointment was just his delaying strategy. This arrogant swordsman really... He just thought of the word ignorance in his heart, and his curiosity rose to see if Ling Li has improved recently. In three months, hum, even if there is the first level of skill of Ling Yan's formula, at most three levels. At the beginning, he was only level 11. Thinking of this, he gave up the idea of looking at Ling Wei.

He paused slightly as he passed by Ling Li, and his eyes glanced disdainfully, "I hope you can support it until the fourth round, so that I can have a chance to pinch you to death." After saying that, he laughed wildly and left.

Ling also saw several people behind him. It was the guy who came to the Sword Saint class to find fault that day.

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep you out of the top 100." Ling Wei said lightly.

Hearing Ling's words, Zou Qiong, who walked away from afar, stopped and immediately shook his head and said, "You really haven't changed at all. Arrogant and ignorant." When Zou Qiong came in, he attracted most people in the venue. These students of Bowen College know the man who entered the top ten of the sacred flame list as a third grade last year. Now, the old guys in the top ten in the fourth grade have graduated. Everyone is looking forward to what he will achieve in this competition. Maybe the swordsman college depends on his long face.

At this time, it was a surprise to see him have a quarrel with a strange swordsman. People who originally only focused on Ling Hui's women began to look at this unattractive swordsman.

He wore a blue swordsman's robe with a silver iron sword on his back, and his long black hair was over his shoulder. Perhaps different from other swordsmen is that on his beautiful face, the deep black shiny eyes are quite temperamental. It seems that the strength is not weak! Unfortunately, he offended Zou Qiong, who was promoted to the realm of swordsman in the third grade. He was doomed to have no good end against him.

Thinking about this, they looked at Ling Li with a little more sympathy.

Ling was arranged in the same No. 5 ring as Zou Qiong, the tenth game, and Ling Hui's game was the sixth game of the No. 1 ring. Time still felt that the two brothers and sisters ignored the strange eyes of the people around them and skimmed through the ring one by one.

"Brother, that Zou Qiong is really annoying. If my brother hadn't stopped him, Hui'er would have killed him long ago. Ling Hui put on Ling's arm, and she couldn't stand her brother's anger.

Ling said, "It's not good for girls to open their mouths to fight and kill. This man, my brother will solve it by himself.

Ling Hui looked at Ling Wei and felt that his breath was a little stronger. She was surprised and said, "Brother, have you been promoted again?"

Ling Li touched Ling Hui's head and smiled, "Why, just allow Huier to soar all the way like a rocket, and don't allow my brother to occasionally advance to the next level?"

Ling Hui smiled gently and said, "No. The stronger my brother is, the happier he will be. Huier is still counting on her brother to protect me!" The talker had no intention, but Ling Li fell into deep thinking.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Ling Hui stopped and said strangely.

Ling took Ling Hui's hand and said as he walked, "At that time, at least it was better than Huier." He looked a little in a trance and looked at Linghui and said, "Huier, how far is your strength?"

Ling Hui spit out her tongue and said, "Hui'er won't say anything. I'm afraid of hitting you, stupid brother, guess by yourself. She happened to see Qin Si and the little demon standing by the front ring. As if she saw a savior, she spread Ling Qian's hand and ran over.

The first game has begun. Ling Li walked over to the No. 9 ring and saw three women whispering in a pile. She smiled and said, "Are you saying bad things about me behind my back again?" He looked at the purple-haired woman in good spirits and said, "Little demon, how many games are you?"

"I'm the second game." The little demon replied with a smile. Returning to Cuiwuju again, she seems to have become a little more mature than before, and she will not look panicked when she speaks as before.

If her aunt saw her at this time, she would be extremely relieved.

Ling Ling nodded to her with a smile and looked at the two people on the stage in full swing. He was surprised to find that he happened to recognize the people on the stage. It turned out to be the bird man Gaso from Class S of the Axe College who had conflicts with himself and others in the Holy Land. This despicable guy deliberately threw the tomahawk into the hole of the holy level of Warcraft when he escaped from the Holy Land with the space scroll. Although everyone was fine in the end, on the contrary, they got the magic crystal of the Warcraft collection for a lifetime. But this despicable act is unforgivable. This is also the reason why Ling Li only remembers his name firmly.

"Little demon." Ling Yu had a strange smile on his face.

"Hm?"

"If you face him today, do it harder."

The little demon didn't ask the reason. She said "Yun" obediently. She simply thought that what Ling Wei said had his own reason. It's like when my aunt wanted to kill herself.