Chapter 6,11 Who Wins

"Please, you still know that I don't have fighting spirit! Can having fighting spirit be the same as not having fighting spirit? What's more, Murong Bing is also the best among silver warriors. What am I? I'm not the best among summoned beast mages! "Li Zhenbang was a little dumbfounded.

"Then... If you don't want Bing'er to pester you every day, you can just watch it yourself!" Liu Yishuang showed a mysterious smile, leaving Li Zhenbang a little bewildered, and walked out of the private room.

In fact, Liu Yishuang didn't know what to say. It was a bit unreasonable not to let the summoned beast mages use the summoned beasts to fight, but if Li Zhenbang used those powerful summoned beasts, there would be no need to fight.

Now Liu Yishuang directly handed over this problem to Li Zhenbang himself, let him see how to handle it. Anyway, he has gone too far, Murong Bing will definitely not let him go.

Li Zhenbang stared at Liu Yishuang's back in dumbfounded, when he thought of Murong Bing pestering him like before, he felt dizzy for a while. Although Liu Yishuang was threatening him, what he said was not unreasonable. If Murong Bing couldn't be convinced this time, the competition this time might lose its due meaning.

"Zhenbang, don't think so much. The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. Murong Bing is not unreasonable. Let's go!" Zhang Dayou put his arms around Li Zhenbang's shoulders and walked towards the door together. They all followed Li Zhenbang and walked towards the duel field...

The arena that Murong Bing chose was not open-air, but in a room without windows. Although the room has no windows, the room is brightly lit, as bright as day. The room is very clean, there is only one huge arena.

This kind of duel field is different from other duel fields, and it is not open to the public. It's not that the duel field is not allowed to be used, as long as three gold coins are handed in, it can be used, but non-related personnel are not allowed to enter here.

For example, both duel parties naturally have to enter, and then the cheerleaders of both duel parties can also enter, but in most cases only the duel parties will enter, and everyone else will wait outside.

"Li Zhenbang, you are too slow! You said you want to fight me, but you are so inactive. If you are really unwilling, then you can go back!" Murong Bing stood on the ring of the duel field, Looking at the absent-minded Li Zhenbang in the audience, he said dissatisfied.

"Okay!" To Murong Bing's surprise, Li Zhenbang agreed, and then turned his head to leave.

"Bastard!" Murong Bing jumped down from the ring, strode to Li Zhenbang's side, and grabbed Li Zhenbang by the neck.

Murong Bing's eyes widened angrily, and he looked at Li Zhenbang viciously, "How dare you play me! Don't you want to mess around?"

"What good does it do me if I play you? If I really want to play you,

Why should I come here? I just suddenly felt that this competition seemed meaningless. " Li Zhenbang shook his head, not annoyed by Murong Bing's attitude.

Long Miaomiao originally had the opportunity to prevent this from happening, but was stopped by Li Zhenbang. Some things need to be resolved by themselves after all, and others cannot help them.

"Then what do you mean?"

"If I use summoned beasts to fight, you have no chance at all, but if I don't use summoned beasts, I don't have any chance. In this case, how can we compete?"

"Cut, I thought it was something!" Murong Bing let go of Li Zhenbang's collar, clapped his hands, and continued walking towards the ring.

Li Zhenbang looked at Murong Bing suspiciously, wondering what kind of medicine she sold in the gourd.

Murong Bing turned over and jumped onto the ring, and stood firmly in the middle of the ring, "You don't use summoned beasts, and I don't use battle qi either. We fight with the strength and speed of our bodies. If I use battle qi first, it will be I lost, if you can't bear my attack first, then you lose."

Although Li Zhenbang is cultivating internal strength, internal strength and battle qi are two completely different concepts. One is long and soft, nourishing the body, and the other is violent and violent, transforming the body. Fighting Qi is more than fierce, but lacks stamina, internal strength is full of stamina, but lacks domineering, both of which can be said to have their own merits.

Li Zhenbang looked at Murong Bing with a playful face. You must know that reaching the level of a silver warrior in physical strength and reaching the level of a silver warrior in fighting spirit are two completely different concepts.

If Murong Bing didn't use battle qi, Li Zhenbang would naturally not use his inner strength, otherwise it would be disgraceful to win, and even if he wasn't found out, Li Zhenbang himself would not be able to pass this test.

With Li Zhenbang's toes on the ground, he soared into the air and landed lightly on the ring without a trace of smoke.

"Your grasp of power seems to be stronger!" Murong Bing's eyes lit up, and Li Zhenbang's strength was obviously improved compared to his previous performance in the Eastern and Western Continent College Competition.

Murong Bing was very surprised. Not long after, what kind of adventure did Li Zhenbang experience, and his strength improved so quickly. She has already started to think about whether she should also travel to the mainland after a while.

"Maybe!" Li Zhenbang smiled slightly, neither denying nor affirming. Li Zhenbang didn't actually improve much in strength during this period, but his spiritual power became more and more solid.

When he is practicing now, not only can he clearly see the starlight above his head, but he can also see the water in the pool at his dantian becoming more and more viscous, like honey.

Murong Bing was only a little surprised by Li Zhenbang's strength, she was different from ordinary silver fighters. There is a holy warrior grandfather as a supervisor, how could her practice be limited to fighting qi.

After Li Zhenbang stood still, he took a deep breath. Although he was very confident in himself, he did not dare to underestimate Murong Bing.

Although Murong Bing didn't grow up as fast as herself, she had a solid foundation after all. If nothing else, as long as the time is right, she will soon become a golden warrior.

If Long Miaomiao hadn't received the inheritance and training from Maris, the God of War, the match between him and Murong Bing would have been almost 50-50, and even Murong Bing would still have a certain advantage.

It's not that Murong Bing's strength is higher than Long Miaomiao's, but it's determined by nature. In the past, Long Miaomiao paid more attention to strength, and speed was not her advantage.

Murong Bing's strength is not small, but he pays more attention to speed. He has a grandfather with terrifying speed, so of course he has a unique way of training for speed.

Murong Bing didn't despise Li Zhenbang because he was a summoned beast mage. He simply moved his wrists and ankles and did the most basic warm-up. The lion will go all out against the rabbit, not to mention that Li Zhenbang is not a rabbit, but a terrible lion at all.

After finishing the warm-up exercise, Murong Bing took a deep breath and looked at Li Zhenbang calmly. The battle was about to begin, but Murong Bing's excited heart calmed down instead.

To deal with powerful enemies, if you can't maintain a calm mind and fail to exert your due strength, then what awaits you can only be failure. Extraordinary performance is good, but stable performance is the key to victory. No one can rely on occasional outbreaks in every battle.

Li Zhenbang calmed down, his face was no longer cynical, and he looked at Murong Bing with serious eyes. Even though Murong Bing didn't use battle qi, Li Zhenbang was still not sure of winning. He didn't believe that the granddaughter of the holy warrior didn't get the inheritance of the holy warrior.

"Don't look, we're leaving!" Liu Yishuang grabbed Lin Wan'er and said loudly, "And you, don't look, let's go!"

"Don't! The battle hasn't started yet! We all want to know who wins and loses!" Zhang Dayou yelled dissatisfied.

Liu Yishuang gave Zhang Dayou a hard look, and pulled Lin Wan'er out. Lin Wan'er hesitated for a while, and finally followed Liu Yishuang out, and the others looked at each other, and then went out one after another. In the end, Sha Hanshan simply took a step and turned his head three times, Zhang Dayou whose face was full of reluctance. Murong Bing chose to fight here because he didn't want others to know the result of the match immediately.

"Miaomiao, you go out too!" Li Zhenbang glanced at Long Miaomiao, smiled and waved to her.

Long Miaomiao stomped her feet fiercely, angrily followed the others and walked out.

Murong Bing actually chose this place for a purpose. With her strength, if she defeated a summoned beast mage, she would not be proud of it, but if the failure was spread, she would be ashamed to face others.

"They're all gone, let's start!" Li Zhenbang saw that everyone had gone out, and only himself and Murong Bing were left in the room, so he said...

Murong Bing and Li Zhenbang walked out of the ring room at the same time, neither of them seemed to be taking advantage.

Li Zhenbang's face was bruised and purple, and he seemed to have been greeted a lot. Murong Bing didn't feel much better either, even though there were no scars on his face, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Murong Bing's injuries were not serious, but it wasn't on his face that's all.

"Zhenbang, which one of you won?" Zhang Dayou hurried up to greet him, and asked impatiently.

Li Zhenbang touched his nose, didn't speak, then shook his head.

Liu Yishuang questioned Murong Bing with his eyes, Murong Bing pursed his lips, glanced at Li Zhenbang, snorted coldly, then strode out with his head held high and chest out.

Suddenly, Murong Bing stopped, turned his head to look at Li Zhenbang, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want to do? I've already fought with you, you don't want to get my ideas, do you?" Seeing Murong Bing's appearance, Li Zhenbang couldn't help but took a step back.

"Bah, I'd be better than you if I just went to the street to grab anyone!" Murong Bing spat lightly, with disdain written all over his face.

"Stop pulling people in the street, why don't you just take advantage of me?" Zhang Dayou rolled his eyes and looked at Murong Bing obsequiously.

"Get out! Li Zhenbang, if you don't care about your brother, I won't be polite. What I want to tell you is that I haven't paid for this duel field yet. Three gold coins, you pay the bill!" After finishing speaking, Murong Bing pulled up. Liu Yishuang fled away as if she was flying, she didn't look injured at all...