Under the influence of the spreading poisonous fog, Luoyang Qin'er's range of activities has also been greatly affected.

Although he was able to continuously use the water element to slow down the speed of the poisonous mist, after all, the trial platform was so big, and slowly, the poisonous fog had occupied about two-thirds of the entire trial platform.

Luoyang Qin'er frowned, flicked his right hand, and the Haixin Whip slammed out towards the right front, unfortunately it didn't hit Wang Jing who was hidden in the poisonous mist, and when the Haixin Whip was recovered, the original water-blue long whip was attached to the poisonous mist, exuding a whole rotten aura.

Although there are not many toxins mixed with the sea heart whip, the power of the neurotoxin is so strong, just by sucking it a little, Luo Yangqin'er's head has begun to sink slightly.

Luoyang Qin'er couldn't see Wang Jing in the deep poisonous mist, but Wang Jing could see Luoyang Qin'er's figure, looking at the little face that was already slightly heavy, a smile crossed Wang Jing's face.

With a flip of his hands, there were two balls of light, one blue and one purple, and at the moment of crushing, a poisonous mist that was a little stronger than before erupted again, and the poisonous mist that had become a little damp due to the interference of the water element also became stronger and stronger after the addition of these new forces.

For a while, the speed of the spread of the poisonous mist also increased several times, and in the blink of an eye, the entire trial platform was shrouded in the poisonous mist.

A huge blue-purple poisonous mist was unique among the many trial platforms of swords and sword shadows, and those spectators who had been following Luoyang Qin'er's battle from beginning to end also let out a wail one after another the moment they saw that person being eroded by this terrifying poisonous mist.

Wang Jing's neurotoxins are quite famous in the outer courtyard of Nanxiao Ling Academy.

There are not many soul protectors with poison attributes, and Wang Jing can be said to be the first person with poison attribute soul protectors in the outer courtyard of Nanxiao, and there are many people who challenge her every once in a while, and most of these challengers are ultimately defeated by the ubiquitous toxins.

Wang Jing's favorite way to fight is to use the spread of the poisonous mist to compress the opponent's range of movement, and the moment she sees her opponent being swallowed by her own poisonous mist, she always has a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

In the past, except for those who could break through the poisonous fog, among all the other challengers, those who wanted to survive in the poisonous fog for five minutes were completely whimsical levels.

So for Wang Jing, the next thing she has to do is wait.

Although he had been mentally prepared before, when he was really shrouded in this poisonous mist, the rancid smell and the drowsiness from his nerves still made Luo Yangqin'er feel a little uncomfortable.

Even if the turtle breath method was still maintained, these poisonous mist seemed to be able to penetrate the skin, and the speed of blood, spiritual power, and even breathing was greatly slowed down.

But she's not a casual one.

With a shake of his arms, a faint water-blue barrier spread out from his center to the surroundings, forming a spherical space with a diameter of about two meters, although the air in this space was thin, but at least it was free from the contact of the poisonous mist, and his spirit was much clearer in an instant.

"That's it?"

Wang Jing, who was not far away, sneered twice, flipped his right hand, and a yellow ball of light burst open, and for a while, the color of the poisonous mist was a little darker, and the light of this layer of water blue barrier created by Luoyang Qin'er using the water element became more and more gloomy.

"It's ......"

Feeling the aura emanating from the trial platform, He Xuansheng frowned and said, "Corrosive poisonous mist?"

This sudden yellow poisonous mist is exactly Wang Jing's hidden method!

For a long time in Nanxiao Ling Academy, Wang Jing was famous for neurotoxins, and at this time, he suddenly exerted a corrosive toxin, which really caught Luoyang Qin'er off guard.

The aqua blue barrier slowly eroded in the corrosive poisonous mist that suddenly attached to it, although Luoyang Qin'er had been mobilizing spiritual power to replenish it, but the gap on the barrier was getting bigger and bigger, and it didn't take long for this barrier to disappear completely.

Luoyang Qin'er was once again completely exposed to the poisonous fog.

And after the previous collision, Luo Yangqin'er's turtle breath technique has also been completely broken, just taking a breath, her throat is a violent burning sensation, her eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and her brain has become drowsy.

"It's over!"

In the poisonous mist, Wang Jing could sense the breath of all the creatures in the enveloping area, and in her mind, the breath belonging to Luoyang Qin'er had become thinner and thinner.

What is terrible in the afterlife, it is nothing more than this in your own eyes!

The corners of Wang Jing's mouth showed a smile, that Chen Xing was too careless, he was defeated by a stinky kid, when the time comes, I will teach him a good lesson, and my status in Nanxiao will also be able to improve a lot!

Thinking about it, Wang Jing pinched and exploded a blue ball of light with his hand, and the concentration of the poisonous mist was increased again.

"This guy really doesn't spare his hands!"

Feeling the change in the aura on the trial platform, Qi Lingxiao said in a deep voice, "Qin'er's aura has become very weak, it stands to reason that this Wang Jing should also stop, why should he continue to exert strength?"

He Xuansheng didn't speak, but his face was a little ugly.

His perception is still a little sharper than Qi Lingxiao's, and in his perception, although Luoyang Qin'er's breath is pitifully weak, it always gives him a feeling that is a little weird......

The poisonous fog lasted for about five minutes, and after confirming that he could no longer perceive Luoyang Qin'er's breath, Wang Jing clapped his hands, and the poisonous fog that permeated the trial platform finally slowly dissipated.

About half of the poisonous mist dissipated, Wang Jing took the lead in revealing her figure, keenly found the position of He Xuansheng and Qi Lingxiao in the audience, sneered, stretched out her right index finger and shook it from side to side a few times.

The audience was boiling instantly, and many viewers exclaimed, Wang Jing was clearly provoking when he did this!

Who is she provoking?

He Xuansheng and Qi Lingxiao, the two who successfully broke into the fourth knockout round as first-graders!

Wang Jing's consciousness is obvious, he is telling these guys in the first grade that they are not worthy of this spiritual courtyard!

Although Wang Jing's behavior was not very friendly, there was not much opposition.

In the eyes of most viewers, the first-year students of this four-year spiritual academy competition are really not qualified, and there is no reason to compete with them old students!

Even if He Xuansheng and Qi Lingxiao both showed the strength of not losing or even stronger than the third-year students, in the eyes of their seniors, this is still the case.

Therefore, driven by Wang Jing, He Xuansheng and the others also felt a lot of hostile eyes.

The poisonous mist still enveloped nearly half of the trial platform.

"What are you doing?"

A clear voice suddenly came from the poisonous mist, Wang Jing was stunned, and before she could react, a huge water Jiao suddenly rushed out of the poisonous mist and slammed into Wang Jing's body.

The huge momentum made Wang Jing raise his head and spurt out a mouthful of blood, the water Jiao dispersed, and the Haixin Whip had already coiled up, tightly binding Wang Jing's body.

"Step, step, step......"

The familiar figure slowly emerged from the poisonous mist......

"Third grade, but that's it!"