The Legend of the Dragon King

And this is different from the first three games, which were intertwined and at least not so much different in strength. Ye Xinglan could be described as miserable, but it never ended.

But this two-on-two, in everyone's eyes, was a crushing victory.

At the beginning of the game, Li Menyang and Li Mengtian brothers and sisters came up to try and fight, but at the end of the day, they were split up by hardseeds, even the martial arts integration skills could not be used, and lost the game.

I can't stand losing.

Both brothers and sisters were pale, not only because they were injured, but also because they stood in the middle of a mutiny.

Tang Danglin, who still has the dragon chanting hidden on him, gave them a feeling of unbeatability.

Golden soul rings, golden scales, in the absence of armor, both sides are five armor. It was suppressed all the time. They lost, they were uncomfortable in their hearts, but their will had given in.

Tang Dynasty Lin's scales slowly converged, but did not get off the stage. Next, it will be a team battle of seven to seven, and they still play.

He used such harsh means to defeat each other in order to lay the foundation for the Seven to Seven Battles. Undoubtedly, two to two opponents will definitely continue to compete in the next seven to seven matches, creating an indestructible impression in their hearts.

On the side of the team, Yuan En Nighthui, Le Zhengyu, Xu Xiaoyu, Xie Xian and Xu Kazhi walked onto the stage and came to Tang Mailin and Ancient Moon.

Ye Xinglan was unable to appear, Xu Kazhi replaced him. Xu Kazhi always smiled and his fat face became as shady as water at this time. He walked to Tang Danglin and constantly handed him a large meat pack to restore his breath and blood strength. Seven people stood there, and an intangible pressure instantly spread across the field.

Against the third grade class this way, a silence, only Li Gangkun, silently walked to the stage.

“Wait a minute.” Song Lin lifted her hand and grabbed Li Qiankun's shoulder.

Li Ganquin turned back and looked at her with some confusion.

Song Lin closed the twin lines and took a long exit. When she opened her eyes again, she seemed determined.

She said to old Cai Lao Shen on stage: “Lao Cai, we gave up the battle, we admitted to losing. ”

The whole scene was noisy.

Admitted defeat? Class 3, you admit to losing? You admit to losing? In the absence of an armorer, Li Gangkun, the strongest in the third grade, admitted losing the third grade.

“Why Mr. Song?” Li Gankun asked eagerly.

Song Lin shook her head at him with a smile, "Look at your friends. We don't have a chance. ”

Li Qiankun was stunned. His eyes first looked sober, but he sat on the side of the scene and walked like a walking corpse.

If you look at Ye Zheng again, Ye Zheng's gaze is stuck at this moment. He is staring at Tang Mailin on the stage and seems to be swallowing saliva.

On the stage, Li Mengyang, Li Mengtian brothers and sisters snuggled each other, and the distinction that glistened in their eyes was fear.

Looking at the other partners who had not yet appeared, they received Li Gangkun's gaze and all bowed their heads.

Their confidence, it's broken. In the first five games, their confidence was defeated by a first- or second-year league.

“Teacher Song, I'm going to fight this fight, even if it's a pair of seven, even if it's just me.” Li Gankun tightened his fists.

Song Lin shook her head, "I don't want you to look like an ink. I've decided. ”

Li Qiankun's breathing suddenly became coarse and stared at Tang Danglin seven people on the stage. He looked at them as if the flame was rising in his eyes. He shouted and turned around and ran.

The third class lost, and in front of all six grades in the outer courtyard, they lost. The loss was complete and even the last seven to seven games were lost without taking place.

True, they still have a fighter, Li Gang-kun, but I'm afraid there's only one left with full fighting power. He's facing seven men, seven tough opponents.

Song Lin's decision was right, and she didn't want her disciple to be struck again. If the seven against seven also lose, even Li Gangkun will be severely traumatized mentally. This is definitely not what she wants to see.

On the stage, Tang Mailin stood in front of him, surrounded by his six partners, Ancient Moon, Xu Xiaoyi, Xie Xie, Xu Kazhi, Yuan En Night Fai and Le Zhengyu.

Seven young men and girls with a sense of youth burned in their eyes and stood there with the conviction of victory.

Six grades outside Shrek College, nearly 500 people watched them, all feeling tranced.

“These kids are amazing!” The Holy Spirit Doro has now returned to the podium, gently sighing.

In the face of the battle of the entire outdoor cadet, Tang Danglin and his companions finally revealed themselves. The thick, thin hair they have had for over a year has shown them their true strength. They are not just talented individuals, but more importantly, that conviction of victory.

Even in the face of an armored man, there is no cowardice. That's them. The youthful, the young, the stubborn, the mighty.

The cloudy world looked at the maple without feathers, and the maple without feathers just happened to be looking at him.

Rarely, the double dragon did not fight, and they all saw comfort in each other's eyes.

Together with Ye Xingran, these eight young people are on average fourteen-and-a-half years old, give them a few more years, and when they reach the age of eighteen or nine, believe that they will be able to support Shrek's new generation.

“The Pavilion Leader is right, such a good young man needs more experience. ”

“The third class gave up seven to seven fights, challenged, and the first and second year teams won.” Old Tsai's hammer was dictated and the final result announced.

Until then, there was a shocking cheer all over the first and second grade stands. Especially the first class. As a freshman at the Academy, they only came to the Academy for over a year! But as the main force, it beat the outdoor courtyard should be the strongest third grade first class team. That means they're already at the top of the outer courtyard. The entire outer courtyard is unlikely to surpass their existence, at least for the next few years.

Tang Dynasty Lin raised his arms high, Xu Kazhi jumped off the clamor and quickly ran to the side of Ye Xingran, who had already woken up. In Ye Xingran's low voice, he held her up and ran back to the clamor.

“We're the best! ”

Ye Xinglan blushed slightly and lowered his voice: “Put me down.” She was so weak at the moment that she couldn't resist.

“Ah, what did you say?” Xu Kazhi spoke out loud. At this time, he was cheering on and off the stage, as if he could not hear Ye Xinglan.

“I said you gotta put me down.” Ye Xinglan said with no good breath.

“Ah, you told me not to fall on you? Don't worry, Sister Xinglan, I will definitely hold you tight.” As he spoke, the little fat man shook his arm up and held her tighter.

“You fat fuck!” Ye Xinglan couldn't reside on his arm for a moment. Xu Kazhi looked down at her and smiled.

The third grade first class team was led by Li Gangkun and left in great strides. The entire third grade class also left quickly, and today they do not belong here.

“I announce one thing.” Old Cai's voice sounded all over the place. The sealed Doro level of breath quickly suppressed the cheer and noise of the whole scene.

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