Chapter 50, Li Lan

The more he pondered, the more Ding Hao felt that this set of swordsmanship was brilliant.
Song Feixiong, a disciple of the Red Shirt Western Academy, apparently did not understand the true essence of this set of swordsmanship. He only had his own actions and did not have his god!
And Zhang Fan and other dozens of younger brothers in the Tsing Yi Eastern Court surrounded a large circle around Ding Hao, forbidding anyone to come and disturb Ding Hao to rest and rejuvenate, preparing for the upcoming second round of competition!
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"I don't think Ding Hao actually won!" In the distance, Ge Yin was not convinced.
"He was just lucky, and he came across a straw bag from the Red Shirt West." Zhang Tianlun apparently did not catch Ding Hao's victory.
Although he was a disciple of Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital, Ding Hao’s victory has divided some of the first glory that should have belonged to them and Li Lan. The preparations and calculations they made before the game appeared. An accident that is difficult to grasp.
"Don't worry about him, you two, take a good rest and prepare for the second round of competition, bigger than the current, should not be discouraged."
Li Lan, who also rehabilitated his eyes, slightly opened his eyes and frowned.
"Yes, Master Li!"
"Thank you for reminding Master Li."
Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun, both of whom are in a hurry, havetened luck and recovered their strength.
Li Lan closed her eyes again.
In fact, he also had a slight mistake and anger at Ding Hao’s victory.
It was hard to get two [Jiang Li] from the elders and uncles who left the customs, let Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun take the two, and boost their strength in a short time and so on. This is indeed a price.
According to Li Lan’s original plan, as long as he and the two confidants win in the first round of competition and become the only seedlings of the Eastern Academy, they can easily win the approval and affection of the disciples of the Eastern Court, and they can also use the situation to suppress Ding Hao is popular among the disciples of the Tsing Yi East Hospital.
Then, after waiting for the five-institution ratio, we will apply some other means, and we will not be able to earn 400 people from the Eastern Hospital to our own account, so that we can easily compete for the first position of the Tsing Yi East Hospital.
Who knows that Ding Hao actually won in the first round.
Let his abacus fall through.
Li Lan shook his head. It seems that the previous investigation was not exhaustive. The strength of the Qingyuan East Hospital at the end of the five hospitals, except for himself, should have been completely annihilated in the first round. Ding Hao this variable.
To be honest, Li Lan originally looked down on Ding Hao.
Ding Hao's bottom line is clear. It's just a question from the peripheral group of the Jianzong. It has failed to participate in the four-year test. It has only been a chance success recently. I don’t think that this low-lying person now has a fascinating posture. .
"However, in the next round, your luck will not be so good."
Li Lan sneered in her heart.
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After two hours, the Fifth Academy began to start in the second round.
After the first round of competition, the rankings of the five hospitals have been divided.
Recognized as the strongest white shirt in the middle school performance, among the ten seed players, in addition to the one who was beaten by Zhang Tianlun, the incredible nine people won, won nine points, and took the lead.
Followed by the Purple Shirt South Court, Lu Man and other six people defeated their opponents, winning six points for the South Court.
The Tsing Yi East Court, which was originally recognized as the weakest, shocked everyone's attention. Because of the strong performance of Ding Hao and Li Lan, they did not bottom out and won four games, ranking third in the quartile.
The remaining Red Shirt West Court and Yellow Shirt North Court each had three men to advance to the second round of competitions, each with three points and tied for fourth place.
At this time, on the bullet stone, the distribution of the second round of the match was listed, and Ding Hao’s second opponent was finally announced.
Green ten pairs of purple three.
Ding Hao’s opponent is the No. 3 disciple of Zizhao South.
The opponent that Li Lan has drawn is also from the South of Zisha.
The luck of Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun came to an end. The opponents who came out were actually the strong ones from the White Shirt Intermediate Court [Seven Yimeng]. The two people who got the news suddenly collapsed and looked embarrassed.
At the same time, the fat man from the North Shirt of the Yellow Shirt has caused a lot of people's envy and hatred.
Because this guy was very lucky to be in the air, he became the luckiest of the twenty-five people. He did not participate in the competition and went straight to the third round.
The remaining twenty-four people began to catch and kill.
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No. 10 collapsed.
A burly boy in a purple gown, looking proud, looked up and down his opponent, haha ​​smiled: "I didn't expect you to look like a soft and weak girl, but I can also enter the second round, I am purple. Shirt South Court South Dream, sissy, who are you?"
"Li Lan."
Li Lan calmly reported his name.
However, a stern glimmer of light, in the depths of his eyes, flashed past, apparently in the words before the South Dream, the word sissy, made him angry.
Nan Meng Zheng himself did not notice the slightest.
"Li Lan? Even the names are so young, haha..." Hearing the name of the opponent, Nan Meng Zheng was laughing.
He has to say something more, and suddenly his face changes dramatically.
Because of the moment, a strong, skinless breath has been used for rolling.
The figure flickered, and Li Lan instantly invaded him. This speed is as fast as a ghost, and it is beyond the speed of the average person.
South dreams are big.
But at the moment when he was still able to react in the future, a pair of slender, white and delicate palms had been gently printed on his chest.
"Hey...hey!"
Nan Mengzhen’s eyes burst into an incredible look.
This sissy opponent has such incredible strength?
What kind of monster did I provoke?
The last thought appeared in my mind. His throat was sweet, and a blood arrow was spurted out of his mouth. He couldn’t help but fly out like a cannonball. He fell on the ground thirty or forty meters away, and his hands and feet twitched. Two times, completely fainted in the past.
one move!
Li Lan in the rage is finally no longer low-key.
He showed the strength of the monks, like the tyrannosaurus, with only one trick, he simply flew the top three strong players in the South.
Under the stage.
Both the Tsing Yi Eastern Court and the disciple of the Purple Shirt South Court were stunned.
The teenagers looked blankly at the gloomy teenager on the stage, one by one.
A second before, the game has not started.
After a second, the game is over.
They even figured out what happened in the downstairs in the future!
Li Lan!
Strong strength!
Good vicious means!
Li Lan!
The name, shaking, finally shocked everyone.
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No. 14 collapsed.
"Hey...hey!" Ge Yin insisted for less than a minute, and squirted blood back.
He staggered and looked at the opponent oppositely.
From the white shirt in the middle of the [Seven Yimeng] ranked third in the martial arts Chen Sheng, a dark-skinned short-skinned teenager with a smile on his face, revealing white teeth.
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Thanks for the helplessness, the blank, the oriental demon, and the three great giants!