Upon hearing this, Lan Tian knew it.

There must be cases of gambling on the time limit of the training room in the academy, but in order to ensure that every student has the most basic training time, the academy has drawn an 8-hour red line to prevent students from losing all their bets.

"Then it's four hours! Let's go, walk downstairs to the battlefield!" Lan Tian shouted.

"no problem!"

Ye Lin smiled with eyebrows.

He swore that he would torture Lantian fiercely later to avenge Lantian's brutal beating him just now.

"Wait a moment!"

Just then, a loud shout came from a distance.

Turning around, Di Tong ran up in a hurry, hugged Lantian and walked to the corner quickly.

Di Tong whispered: "Lan Tian, ​​are crazy? Your bobo is only level 10. How can you bet with people who don't know the details? Besides, the bet is the time limit in the training room, which is very important!"

Di Tong gritted his teeth, seemed to have made up a lot of determination, and said, "It really doesn't work, I'll fight this for you!"

Looking at Di Tong's anxious look, Lan Tian couldn't help but feel warm.

Unexpectedly, Di Tong, who is slutty at heart, also has a enthusiastic side.

"Don't worry, I can handle it, believe me!"

Lan Tian patted Di Tong on the shoulder and comforted him: "The strength of the elves is not just about the level! Did you say this? Have you forgotten?"

"And... don't underestimate my bobo, it's already level 11!"

After saying that, Lan Tian left the dormitory building by himself.

“Level 11?”

Di Tong was stunned for a moment, then stamped his feet and said, "Level 11 is useless? Is there any difference between level 10?"

...

The battleground outside the dormitory building was now surrounded by people coming to watch the fun.

Some well-informed people have already found out about the situation of the two sides of the fight, and then sighed that Lan Tian is not aware of his life or death.

A level 11 bobo, the lowest-level existence of the freshman in the academy, actually dared to challenge others, and threatened to let the other party die one after another, and it was very rhythmic?

I'm afraid there's something wrong with my brain!

...

At this time, Lan Tian had already taken out the elf ball on one side of the battlefield.

"Hey, that buck-toothed man opposite, let's come first!"

Lan Tian pointed at a little brother behind Ye Lin very arrogantly.

Seeing this, Ye Lin waved his hand and called his younger brother, saying coldly: "Luo Feng, since that kid chose you, then you can go! Remember, don't hold back, fuck him hard with me!"

"Don't worry, I can save it! My big needle bee is level 14. I'll deal with a level 11 bobo in every minute! If I don't beat him up so hard that my father and mother, I won't be named Luo!"

The buck-toothed boy Luo Feng patted his chest and promised that he was eager to try.

After all, I really want to win, and the four-hour training room time limit is real.

This is a good thing that even if you have money, you can’t buy!

Because it was a gambling battle, they specially found the referee to preside over fairness in case of controversy.

Before the game, both sides made a 4-hour bet on a third-party platform to prevent someone from stolen money or unable to pay.

"The competition is one-on-one, please prepare the players on both sides."

The referee waved the small flag in his hand.

"Go, Bobo!"

The blue sky threw a elves ball.

"It's on the field, Big Needle Bee!"
Chapter completed!