Next time I go, I guess Prince Bo will be able to join in. There will be no need to let Kodora join in all the time, which is a bit of a waste of resources.

Before going to bed, Jiang Jing took another look at the iron dumbbell elf egg in the hatching cabin.

Now when you touch the elf, you can feel its warmth and the vitality contained in it.

He had a hunch that he would be able to meet Iron Dumbbell soon.

He was looking forward to the scene when the Quasi-God Iron Dumbbell was born.

…

We had lunch the next afternoon.

After Jiang Jing and others took a rest in the dormitory, they came to the battle hall.

Today's battle was held at No. 8 Middle School. When they arrived at the battle hall, there were already many staff setting up the scene.

Coach Xiao Chen said to the students who had arrived: "Everyone, if you have nothing to do, you can go to practice and warm up first."

While Jiang Jing and others were warming up, the main players from other school teams gradually arrived.

Xu Ying and Lin Shanshan also came. Since the first week, several of the main players of the school team have not come to the training hall.

Only Shi Lei and Yu Siya come often.

Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the entire battle arena was decorated, and the remaining three arenas were all replaced with auditoriums.

The varsity team's lounge area has also been expanded.

At the same time, some students ran over and quickly occupied the front row position.

I really had to run, everyone ran very fast in the first few minutes just to get a seat in the front row.

When they came out of the training room, the first few rows were already full of people.

Small talk, work, work, bustling and lively.

When everyone was sitting in the rest area, Coach Luo also picked up the tablet and said: "Today's roster includes Xu Ying, Lin Shanshan, Ruan Xiao, Yu Siya, Shi Lei, Zhou Fei, Ye Zijin, Jiang Jing..."

"Ten of you, get ready and you'll come on stage later."

After hearing Coach Luo's arrangement, everyone was shocked, especially several members of the school team, who actually couldn't play.

His expression changed slightly, but he did not question Coach Luo. After all, it was only the third game.

They find reasons to comfort themselves.

"Oh my God, Brother Jing, you're actually going to have sex again."

"But this time the Qiao Middle School is no better than the 20th Middle School and the 15th Middle School two days ago."

"They are very strong. I was very anxious watching the match between the school team and Overseas Chinese Middle School before going to school." Liu Bin said worriedly.

Jiang Jingdao: "Of course I know this, but there is no need to be too nervous. Just perform steadily."

Liu Bin nodded and said: "Come on, Brother Jing, don't be timid."

…

At 7:30, the auditorium was almost full.

Almost everyone in Class 8 of Jiangjing came, including Lao Lin, who sat in the auditorium and watched.

At the same time, the exit on the other side opened, and a group of people walked out, wearing uniforms, both men and women.

The expressions were indifferent, even a little arrogant, some of them were still laughing and joking, while the ones coming out from behind had serious and cold expressions.

This is a nervous expression. Jiang Jing and the others looked very similar to them when they first went to battle.

And they were members of the Qiao Middle School team. When they sat down, they started chatting, and at the same time they were observing the students of their No. 8 Middle School.

Jiang Jing did a rough count and found that there were about 18 students from Qiao Middle School this time, six of whom looked like newcomers, and the others were all old people.

When people from Qiao Middle School saw dozens of people sitting in the rest area of ​​No. 8 Middle School, they were obviously shocked.

One of the boys with curly hair and a beard on his face was shocked and said: "I'll go, why are there so many people? Are you going to fight?"

"What's going on with their eighth middle school? Isn't it funny that they recruited so many people into the school team?"

Another person with a thin figure stretched out his orchid finger and said in a thin voice: "Oh, so many people don't know what their strength is, and they don't feel very good?"

"It feels like the No. 8 Middle School is getting better and better, and I don't know how much my strength has regressed."

"Anyway, this year our Overseas Chinese Middle School must defeat the Eighth Middle School and advance to the quarterfinals."

At this time, a plump and gorgeous girl next to me said, "Don't be too careless."

"If you lose the game this time because of your carelessness, I'll see if I get rid of you when I get back."

Lanhua pointed at the boy and made a "cut" sound and said, "What are you worried about? Our school has two geniuses this year."

"It only takes a few months to replace him and become the main force of the school team. There is no way we will lose."

"Yes, Sister Wen Xin, there is nothing to worry about." A girl said with a smile.

Seeing that everyone didn't care much, the pretty girl didn't know what to say.

In fact, he had the same idea in his heart, but his inherent vigilance prevented her from being careless.

So I had no choice but to do it. It was only the third game of the preliminaries anyway, so take your time.

…

Time passed slowly, and at 7:40, the coaches of both sides handed over their playing lists to the officials.

The head coach of Overseas Chinese Middle School is an older, middle-aged woman, wearing a long black dress and quite fashionable.

The female coach smiled and said, "It's been a long time, Coach Luo. I wonder if you have any good prospects this year?"

Coach Luo responded: "I don't know if it's been a long time, or if it's the same old situation. I don't know if there are good prospects. They're just ranked according to their performance."

The female coach didn't believe Coach Luo's nonsense, so she laughed and said: "It seems that I can only find it from the battle. I don't know how much the strength of your No. 8 Middle School has improved this year."

"Anyway, our Overseas Chinese High School is aiming for the top eight this year."

"No one can stop us."

Coach Luo said easily: "Then I wish you good luck."

When he turned to leave, his face instantly became serious.

He is also an old rival of Qiao Zhong, and he is relatively familiar with his personality.

Without absolute certainty, it would be impossible for them to say such a thing. It seems that they really have good prospects this time.

The female coach also looked serious after returning. People know him well, and she also knows Coach Luo as a person.

The person who knows you is often your opponent.

Coach Luo is just an old fox. He doesn't even say anything good, so people can't tell.

But Coach Luo is too calm this year, which shows that he is also confident.

Sure enough, they also have good ideas, but I don’t know if they will appear on this list?

But based on Coach Luo’s past experience, this is really possible.

His teaching philosophy is to crush the past in an upright manner and not to engage in other intrigues.

Soon the four LED lights above the head began to announce the lineup. When she saw the two unfamiliar people on the list, the female coach smiled and said: "As expected, there are still two newcomers."

So he turned around and said to the pretty girl next to him and the others: "You guys will meet the one named Jiang Jing and Ye Zijin later, so be careful."

"Don't capsize in the gutter. Since you will be on the playing list, there must be a few brushes on you."

The gorgeous girl said: "Coach, don't worry, we and No. 8 Middle School are both old rivals, and we all know what to do."

"There will be no problem, we will definitely win."

The female coach nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.

…

On the other side, Jiang Jing is already immune to being the first to play. Anyway, he should be the first to fight. It will be easier if he finishes the fight early anyway.

The middle-aged man stood aside again and picked up the microphone and said: "Ahem, I announce that the match between Rongcheng No. 8 Middle School and Rongcheng Qiao Middle School has officially begun."

"The first contestant is invited to enter now!"

The words just fell

"Papa pa pa"

"Come on No. 8 Middle School, come on No. 8 Middle School!"

"Come on Jiang Jing!"

"Jiang Jing, you are the best."

As soon as the cheers for No. 8 Middle School were heard throughout the arena, especially the cheers for Jiang Jing filled the sky above the arena.

Xu Ying's expression changed slightly. He had never experienced this kind of scene before, but a newcomer could have something he didn't have. This made him feel uncomfortable.

So I snorted.
To be continued...