"I announce, the game has officially begun!" Xiao Wu's voice interrupted several people's train of thought while they were thinking about things.

Bai Mo jumped in front of Qinglian's body with an arrow, and quickly punched Qinglian's body, perhaps it was too simple, and Qinglian blocked them one by one.

The corners of Bai Moling's mouth raised, and he jumped away lightly, and Qinglian didn't catch up, just standing in place, staring at Bai Moling, but he was still worried about Lin Qi in his mind.

It was the moment when Qinglian shook her head, Bai Mo Ling's figure began to look unreal, Qinglian saw it, and hurriedly shook it towards the place where Bai Mo Ling was, and with a quick word, a pillar of light rose from under Bai Mo Ling's feet.

But he didn't succeed in trapping Bai Mo Ling, and the part inside the pillar of light, like the residual ink dragged out by the brush, a little bit of a flickering figure, quickly disappeared.

At this time, Bai Moling's figure was like a flag swaying in the wind, his body was in a ripple shape, and the edges seemed to be about to disappear, so he came to Qinglian's side in the next second when the pillar of light appeared. Although the distance traveled was not very large, it became elusive, and Qinglian couldn't help frowning.

Sure enough, just when Qinglian realized the trouble, Bai Moling's figure dragged out a long black strip and connected it into a circle along Qinglian's side.

"What's wrong with Qinglian, why would you stand like this and wait for Bai Mo to make a move", many people who watched Qinglian's game outside the stadium began to have questions.

"Such an obvious trick, if it was usually interrupted by Qinglian a few times, how could Bai Moling surround himself!" said a student with some anger, not understanding what Qinglian was doing.

Maybe Qinglian was frightened by Bai Moling's skills and ran out of ideas for a while. ”

"You're stupid!

"You see that the Bai family is excited, I guess that's what I think..."

“…”

Bai Mo Ling shuttled through the circle of the figure, rushing out from time to time to give Qinglian a blow, or hiding in it, sending out sharp skills.

"Concentrate!" was hit a few times, Qinglian's heart continued to adjust, but in fact, her spirit could not be concentrated, and she could not feel Bai Moling's actual position.

Suddenly, a needle rushed out of the black circle and sank straight into Qinglian's shoulder from behind. When Qinglian felt it, it was too late to stop it, and the needle-like skill passed through Qinglian's shoulder, broke out from the front of the shoulder, and rushed straight out, and drilled into the membrane that wrapped the field, and the impact made the membrane that had never been moved tremble.

"Oh!"

With the shaking of the membrane, there was an exclamation from the surrounding seats.

Although it was a very small scar, it brought a strong feeling of electric shock to Qinglian's body, which made Qinglian's limbs become a little uncoordinated. Qinglian forced blood to spurt out from the tiny scars in the next second she felt the numbness, Bai Mo Ling hid in the darkness she created and looked at Qinglian, thinking that although Qinglian's method was good, it was impossible to eliminate the inductance brought by herself, she found that it was wrong, because Qinglian's blood had been spurting out, and it had flowed down to cover the ground under Qinglian's feet, and there was no appearance of stopping.

Bai Mo saw a black shadow sticking out of the momentum, and his mouth moved, trying to create a sealed patch in the place where Qinglian was bleeding. But Bai Mo Ling's movements attracted Qing Lian's attention, and Qing Lian immediately turned to Bai Mo Ling's direction, and two white lights rose from both sides of Bai Mo Ling, blocking Bai Mo Ling's whole person.

Realizing that she had been discovered, Qinglian put her hands over her shoulders when Bai Mo Zero cast her skills. In this way, Bai Mo Ling did not succeed in casting the skill, and Qinglian also discovered his position, which is really a reversal of the chicken...

The moment Qinglian's blood mixed with skills penetrated the ground, Bai Moling secretly said in his heart: Oh no! jumped up, but it was still too late, I thought that Qinglian's blood was not sticking, but when Qinglian's next few shockwaves attacked him, Bai Moling knew that he was a little slower. simply stopped his skills, and after the black circle disappeared, Bai Mo Ling stood in front of Qinglian.

Although he wanted to keep an eye on Bai Moling's every move, he would eventually be distracted, and the aura emanating from Bai Moling's body clearly told him that he had to be careful.

It was at this critical juncture that a familiar voice sounded in Qinglian's mind, although he didn't know the direction of the sound, but in the direction that Qinglian looked up, it was the owner of the voice that sounded in her head.

The moment she saw the person, Qinglian let out a long sigh of relief, "It's safe..."

When Bai Moling, who was standing opposite, was still looking at Qinglian with confidence, he found that Qinglian, who had a lot of gaps, suddenly froze, and then raised his head. Looking in the direction of Qinglian, Bai Moling saw Lin Qi.

"Tsk, it looks like a quick fix..."

The strong wind quickly gathered around Bai Mo Ling, and the wind formed strongly swore ownership, spinning up from the soles of Bai Mo Ling's feet, surrounding it in the middle, the middle of a storm that was about to form.

And when Bai Moling began to accumulate strength, Qinglian did not use skills to interrupt him, and also began to activate his own skills. Qinglian didn't want Bai Moling to make a big move, but the sky surrounding the entire membrane of the competition venue gradually began to gather black clouds.

"It's going to be a one-hit victory! No, it's the one who prepares first!"

At this time, a strong tornado had formed around Bai Mo Ling, surrounding Bai Mo Ling's whole person. However, in the clouds gathered by the green lotus, only a few thin purple electric lights could be faintly seen. In such a situation, Qinglian is one step behind.

Even Qing Lin, who was standing on the sidelines and watching, couldn't help frowning, the reason was not the skill released by Qinglian, but the effortlessly gathered devouring in Bai Mo Ling's hands hiding in the storm.

Sure enough, Bai Moling, who had prepared first, was carried by his own wind and quickly rushed towards Qinglian, and the floors where he swept were shattered one by one. At this time, the clouds on the field began to surround Qinglian and thunder, connecting the clouds and the thunder all over the field, with a crisp bombardment sound, hitting the ground and the storm, and many of the stones carried by the wind were completely shattered.

Although it was a step late, Qinglian's skills were indeed dangerous and powerful, but when Qinglin looked carefully, he found that the thunder that hit the storm did not bring it substantial damage, which means that Qinglian's real thunder had not yet fallen!