Fang Lang was already in the Zen realm at this time, his whole person was like a shrewd weapon, especially those eyes, which seemed to turn into the eyes of death, without the slightest fluctuation of human emotions in them.

When Casey met this gaze, she immediately felt a chill from her body, and immediately left the mansion without any stay.

Fang Lang didn't stop him. He had been in the Zen state for more than 3 minutes, the longest one so far.

Holding Qiushui's hilt, he can clearly feel his own strength. It seems that as long as he swings the blade, he can easily grasp the swordsmanship like Tianyi Slash.

Fang Lang walked back to the room and sat cross-legged on the bed. He wanted to maintain this state so that he could enter next time.

An accidental success doesn't mean anything. You can only be called a great swordsman by using Zen anytime, anywhere.

In the early morning of the same day, Fang Lang went to participate in the training according to his words. This time, he was more attentive than the previous month and had to go all out because the battle for generals was imminent.

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Fifteen days later, the general competition came as scheduled.

The venue was not in Malin Fodder, but the island used in the previous level 4 conscription.

But this time, no one except the contestants were allowed to enter the island. Even the three warships were docked dozens of meters away from the shore.

The reason for being so cautious is that he is naturally afraid of being affected by the battle. You must know that this is a fight for the position of a general, no matter what kind of master appears.

"This time the rule is very simple. You can defeat the opponent without killing the opponent. There is no opportunism, just a collision of strength." The Mole's voice came from the warship's communicator, "This time There are a total of 8 contestants, and there are only 2 seats for generals. Therefore, this competition will be divided into two groups AB. There may be two generals, or only one, or even eliminated all. In short, everyone, please go Draw a small ball from the black box next to it."

On the deck, Fang Lang walked to the black box as instructed by the other party, reached out and took out a small white ball from the inside. Turning it over at this time, he could indeed see a few words on his back.

"A2, Lieutenant General Avery!" the inspector responsible for recording and monitoring said loudly.

This probably means the No. 2 in Group A. Fang Lang looked at the schedule board to the side. Under the position of A2, Avery's name appeared.

"A1, Lieutenant General Pink Rabbit!"

Not long after, the inspector's voice sounded again. Fang Lang was taken aback when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at the rabbit girl. She didn't know if she was excited or scared. She trembled as if she was about to explode. .

"B2, Lieutenant General Fujitora!"

"B4, Green Bull Lieutenant General!"

"A3, Lieutenant General Ghost Spider."

"A4, Lieutenant General John Jarndor."

"B1, Lieutenant General Stoloberg."

"The final B3, Lieutenant General Jimmy!"

When all the contestants have drawn the balls, the schedule is filled.

Fang Lang stared at the schedule and shook his head secretly. Lu Niu and Fujitora will meet. I don’t know who wins and who loses. In training, Fujitor’s winning rate is higher, but both sides do not use large-scale killing moves. In this case, the actual outcome of the battle is unknown.

After turning his gaze, Fang Lang looked at his A group. The first person he met was the rabbit girl, and then the winner of A3 and A4. It can be said that his upgrade here is not unexpected and easy.

"Is this also the destiny... really a man shrouded in good luck." Fujitora squeezed the B2 ball and muttered to himself. After speaking, he clicked and made this little ball that I don't know. Squeeze out.

Green Bull walked to Fang Lang, patted his shoulder and said, "It looks like I am going to lose. The position of the general is yours and Fujitora's."

"What do you mean?" Fang Lang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I can't beat him, Gravity Fruit is a bit troublesome." Green Bull said emotionally: "This is how it was during training. Once you enter into a war of attrition with him, it will definitely be me who loses. After gravity is applied, my physical strength consumption rate is his Several times that."

"Gravity..." Fang Lang wasn't afraid of this thing, but he ate the fluttering fruit, even if Fujitora exerted thousands of times of gravitation on him, it would be nothing at all.

After the two talked for a while, the voice of the mole came from the loudspeaker again, "First of all, A1 and A2, A3 and A4, B1 and B2, B3 and B4, a total of four groups of contestants, please enter the island. What you need to do It is to defeat the opponent and return to the warship. It is as simple as that. Then, please go now!"

Fang Lang walked slowly toward the shore. Behind her, the rabbit girl's thighs turned into strong muscles. Within a month, she flew over Fang Lang's head and flew towards the forest.

"Avery! Your opponent is me, don't think I will be easily defeated by you like last time, come to me if you have the ability!"

Before leaving, the Rabbit Girl left provocative words on the coast.

"I don't have the time to care about the harmless little rabbits of humans and animals, but now I am being spotted by a tiger..." Fang Lang whispered to himself, glanced at his foot, watching Fujitora walking towards him with murderous aura "I really didn’t expect the four groups to compete together. In this way, it’s not impossible to exchange players, or knock me down first, and then tackle the players in Group B."

"Avery, I said when I first met, you are full of the breath of a pirate, whether it is the way of doing things or the way of thinking. Therefore, you cannot let someone like you be a general. Now!" Fujitora stopped ten meters away from Fang Lang, suddenly drew his sword, and cut out in the air.

At the moment the blade was cut, Fang Lang could see a circle of purple apertures, with a soaring posture, towards the boundless sky.

"Hmph, since you do it first, don't blame me, I will teach you how to be a man today!" Seeing this, Fang Lang sneered and slowly drew out the black knife Qiushui.

"What's the situation? What's the situation?!" The Mole was on the warship and saw this scene through the telescope.

A soldier next to him replied: "Just after getting off the ship, Lieutenant General Avery and Lieutenant Fujitora started fighting!"

"Aren't they from two groups? One group A and one group B, what are they doing?!" The Mole thought of it fiercely, and just wanted to reprimand the two.

But in the next second, a whirring gust of wind suddenly came from high in the sky, and suddenly, a huge meteorite broke through the clouds in a burning posture and came towards Fang Lang's place.

"Meteor, meteorite...!?" Everyone was dumbfounded, and subconsciously scattered around...