Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

"Zhang Qiqi wins!"

Seeing that someone's eyes were almost bulging out, the referee quickly stepped forward to announce the result of the match, rescuing the butterfly that had not yet emerged from its cocoon from under Zhang Qiqi's legs.

"call!"

Zhang Qiqi let out a long sigh of relief, lay on the ground panting heavily, and after a while, she struggled to get up and limped to the spectator stands.

She felt a little guilty and said apologetically, "Instructor, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the later competitions. My leg injury is quite serious, and I might not be able to recover until tomorrow."

"You've done a very good job."

Ghost Eyes laughed heartily: "Your Senior Brother Jiang's stepmother has provided enough resources. This time, our main goal is to win; rankings don't matter!"

A smile finally appeared on Zhang Qiqi's face: "Senior Brother Jiang, please thank Auntie for me, she was so helpful!"

Jiang Lang: "..."

Bai Zhaoli: "..."

Her eyes twitched slightly as she thought to herself that these martial arts students still didn't understand Jiang Lang's family situation, and didn't know what Jiang Lang had used to obtain those resources.

She couldn't help but turn around and look at Jiang Lang's profile.

I kind of want to hold his head in my arms.

Just like in the Secret Service.

Jiang Lang felt a little uncomfortable being stared at: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing!"

Bai Zhaoli pursed her lips and remained silent.

Cao Yu's face had turned as black as charcoal. He never expected that his own martial arts student, Kang Su, would not be able to beat a wet nurse.

Moreover, those who can join Hu Lintian's group are all carefully selected.

They actually lost to a nobody?

He glared fiercely at the martial arts student who had fainted from lack of oxygen on the ground before turning his gaze to other arenas.

Not long after, another piece of bad news came.

The martial arts performer in Su Yunchang's group who had mastered the Star Constellation technique ran like a horse the whole way, never directly confronting his own Kui Constellation martial arts performer, thus completely avoiding the advantage of Kui Constellation's strong destructive power.

Kui Su Wusheng fought with increasing urgency, eventually losing his composure and being lured to the edge of the ring, where he was kicked off.

"What a piece of trash!"

Cao Yu couldn't help but curse.

Fortunately, Su Yunchang's group had a Bi Su martial artist who couldn't use purely defensive tactics and was also countered by his own martial artist, so he was eventually worn down and defeated.

His expression improved somewhat, but when his gaze shifted to the last arena, his eyes still twitched several times.

Although Wu Lie was covered in wounds and looked bloody, none of them were in vital areas, and his attacks became even more ferocious.

Their own Horned Star martial arts students failed to inflict a single effective injury.

waste!

Cao Yu was furious. He had taught Wu Lie so many advanced techniques, but they were all defended against by Wu Lie using only basic skills. Cao Yu had even suffered a lot of injuries.

The situation has become evenly matched, but with the opponent being Kang Su, the situation is already very bad.

Jiang Lang punched Ghost Eye from behind: "Old Zhou, not bad!"

Ghost Eyes smiled but didn't say anything.

He knew that the martial arts competition was a sure thing when Jiang Lang brought the resources yesterday.

He never thought Cao Yu was incompetent; after all, Cao Yu was his former superior, and he acknowledged Cao Yu's coaching abilities.

Unfortunately, military instructors have several fatal flaws.

First, the military is a place that mass-produces top talents. They only care about the macro-level input-output ratio. Therefore, what military instructors care about is how to find a universal teaching program to produce as many qualified soldiers as possible, rather than tailoring teaching methods to individual circumstances.

In addition, they will put each soldier in the most suitable position. For example, those who repair willows are basically unable to leave their medical posts, let alone go into battle.

Secondly, the information available about military competitions is actually less comprehensive than that of underground boxing rings. While there are indeed frequent large-scale competitions in the military, due to the first reason and the difficulty of training, those who participate in these competitions are mostly drug users and well-known hand-to-hand combat practitioners.

Furthermore, the focus of military competitions is always on officers of the rank of major and above. Lower-ranking soldiers and junior officers also receive corresponding rewards, but few people pay attention to them, resulting in a severe imbalance in combat data below 100 stars.

Cao Yu felt there was no suspense.

He also felt there was no suspense.

Apart from Chen Hang, a cultivator of the Wall Constellation, who was naturally countered by his elemental attributes and lacked the ability to turn the impossible into the possible in his early cultivation, everyone else won as expected.

Even Chen Hang lost in the way he had predicted.

"snort!"

Cao Yu's face darkened. He gave a cold laugh and stood up: "Let's go!"

His subordinate was getting impatient: "Colonel, the competition isn't over yet!"

"Do you enjoy being humiliated?"

Cao Yu glared at the man, then turned and left, leaving his men with no choice but to follow.

Jiang Lang asked curiously, "Old Zhou, aren't you going to say a few trash words?"

Ghost Eyes rolled his eyes at him: "Why are you acting like a little kid now? Have you prepared for what we discussed yesterday?"

"Ready!"

Jiang Lang chuckled.

Bai Zhaoli asked curiously, "What did you two discuss?"

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "It's about student recruitment! We'll be busy soon. You can head back after you're done with Wu Lie!"

"No! I want to see what happens next."

"To you, this is just a battle of wits, a stalemate. You've already seen all the grudges and feuds, what's the point of watching?"

"Are you kicking me out?"

Bai Zhaoli looked at him with displeasure.

Jiang Lang then realized that the two of them were still playing lovers, so he changed his tune, saying, "I'm already very grateful that you came all this way so early to support us. If you keep interfering with your studies, the commander won't let me get away with it, and things will get complicated. Come join our victory celebration tonight!"

"That's more like it!"

Bai Zhaoli stood up, smiled, and waved to him, "Then I won't watch anymore. I want to eat something good tonight, so you can't skimp on the money!"

Don't worry, your stomach won't suffer.

"Then...see you tonight?"

See you tonight!

"Let's go!"

Bai Zhaoli was in a good mood and left humming a song.

Ghost Eyes gave Jiang Lang a strange look: "You've really started negotiating?"

"Ber? Do you think it looks like him?"

"picture!"

"?"

Jiang Lang frowned.

Ghost Eyes said thoughtfully, "It doesn't look that much like it now."

He's probably the person in the world who knows Jiang Lang inside and out right now. That crazy woman is dead. Given their past, even if they didn't establish a relationship, it's no different from being widowed for this guy. He'll probably have a hard time having any interest in dating.

So this kid and Bai Zhaoli are probably just acting. Judging from yesterday's situation, he must have gotten into some trouble, and Bai Zhaoli gave him this identity to help him sort it out.

However, Bai Zhaoli may not only want to act.

But it doesn't matter.

Ghost Eyes wasn't really concerned about this matter. Who Jiang Lang would marry later, or whether he would end up alone, had no effect on him whatsoever.

For people like them, having offspring is not important.

There is only one thing he cares about right now.

So he turned his head and looked at Jiang Lang seriously: "Just do what you promised me."

"Don't worry! You don't trust me with my help?"

Jiang Lang smiled and said nothing more.

At this time, Wu Lie's side also finished.

He took Kang Su's characteristic of becoming more and more courageous in battle to the extreme, from being repeatedly injured by his opponent Jiao Su's attacks at the beginning to finally pinning him to the ground and beating him.

It's just that the referee intervened early; otherwise, the opponent would have had to stay in the hospital for several days.

Wu Lie was ecstatic, rushing up in a rage: "Instructor, I won!"

"good!"

Ghost Eye nodded in satisfaction. These little brats had all performed well and were fit to be his soldiers.

It's just a bit tragic.

He looked Wu Lie up and down: "You're seriously injured. Are you still going to compete?"

Wu Lie wiped the blood from his face: "I still want to win a prize!"

"Um!"

Ghost Eye tossed over the special medicine for martial arts competitions and looked at Zhang Qiqi: "Xiao Zhang, you treat them. Xiao Chen, you call and contact those martial arts students in order, and once they're healed, prepare for the next round."

talking.

He glanced at the surveillance camera inside the room and gave Jiang Lang a meaningful look.

Jiang Langchong smirked, his smile brimming with arrogance.

……

On the other end.

Cao Yu, along with his men, angrily boarded the elevator leading to the underground parking garage.

"Boss, are you really not going to watch the rest of the games?"

"What's the point of watching? A bunch of useless trash!"

"But……"

"Shut up! You're all useless too, you can't even teach a martial arts student properly."

"..."

The four of them lowered their heads.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and we arrived at the underground parking garage on the second basement level.

Cao Yu stepped out of the elevator with a ferocious expression, pondering where to vent his anger later.

As soon as they turned past the blind spot of the surveillance cameras, they saw a man in black blocking the road.

The man in black was wearing a baseball cap.

But it didn't cover her face.

He was watching them silently, as if they were dead.

Jiang Lang!?