Next, Qiao Lin relied on his unique spirit god to defeat Ji Yichen and the two in a row, and then had to leave because of the depletion of spiritual power.

After Qiao Lin, the people in the first class who played again were defeated one after another, and they were not the opponents of the second class at all.

Seeing this situation, Ling Zhiyu's expression couldn't help but turn cold.

"Yan Xu, how many layers of certainty do you have against Ye Zifan?"

Ling Zhiyu asked suddenly.

Hearing this, Yan Xu's breath stagnated, then his eyes rolled, and after a little calculation, he said: "As long as I have six layers of spiritual power, I can defeat him!"

"Can you fight ten games alone?"

"You can try. Yan Xu said in a deep voice.

Although the difference in strength between them is quite large, if he fights with ten people in a row, he is indeed a little unbearable. What's more, Ye Zifan's strength is not weak.

"That's okay, next, I'll play! If I lose again, I'll change to someone else, anyway, Yan Xu you have to wait until there are twenty people on the opposite side before playing, and then Confucius Lin will be the last to play, just in case. ”

After finishing speaking, Ling Zhiyu glanced at everyone and said softly: "This time, the honor of our class will be handed over to everyone!"

Originally, he wanted to wait until fifteen games later to make a move, and he was confident that he would play five games without encountering Ye Zifan.

If you're lucky, you might be able to play a few more games. And the more games he plays, the better the chances of their class winning!

However, at this moment, he can no longer bear it, and if he loses again, their momentum will decline. The impact of this is enormous!

Seeing Ling Zhiyu on the field in person, Ye Zifan also frowned slightly, and then he sneered, and said to the person next to him: "Wan Xusheng, you go up! Even if you want to lose, before you lose, you have to waste his spiritual power, you know!"

"Understood. ”

Wan Xusheng agreed in a low voice, but his eyes were full of disapproval.

He didn't think he was going to lose.

After getting on the court, Ling Zhiyu and Wan Xusheng were ready, and then Zhang Tianlong started the game directly.

In order to make a quick decision, Ling Zhiyu directly summoned his own spirit god at the beginning, the six-rank spirit god King Kong ape!

"Roar!"

Ling Zhiyu roared angrily, and immediately hammered his chest with both hands, and at the same time, the golden light in his body suddenly became brilliant.

The Vajra ape is a beast spirit god, and its most powerful ability is possession!

Suddenly, a huge ape phantom appeared behind Ling Zhiyu's body, and then Ling Zhiyu jumped up, clenched his hands into fists, and smashed straight towards Wan Xusheng.

"Roar!"

The roar of the ape suddenly sounded, and the strong wind in the air also burst.

In just an instant, Wan Xusheng's face was shocked.

This kind of offensive, he had only felt it in Ye Zifan's body before!

"Drink!"

With a soft shout, Wan Xusheng's figure instantly regressed, and at the same time, a sickle phantom also floated out of his body.

Holding the sickle with both hands, Wan Xusheng jumped up and down with his body, relying on his flexible and agile speed, constantly attacking and consuming Ling Zhiyu with the sickle.

However, Wan Xusheng didn't notice a smile in the depths of Ling Zhiyu's eyes.

Ling Zhiyu's offensive gradually weakened, but each time the momentum became higher and higher, forcing Wan Xusheng to run in circles around the ring.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zifan couldn't help but chuckle.

Anyway, this can consume Ling Zhiyu's scene, and he is still happy to see it.

However, just after Ling Zhiyu chased Wan Xusheng for five laps, Ling Zhiyu suddenly stopped, but instead turned his hands into fists and suddenly smashed to the ground!

"Earth Split!"

"Bang bang!"

With Ling Zhiyu's two punches hitting the ring, the entire ring suddenly erupted with brilliant golden light.

At the same time, a strong impact also erupted from these golden lights.

Those golden lights were extremely dense, and Wan Xusheng couldn't dodge them at all, so he was rushed to the sky by the golden light, and then the violent spiritual power exploded, and it was directly blown up by Wan Xusheng's mouth and spitting blood.

"How so?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Zifan couldn't help frowning, and his heart was also surprised: "It seems that I underestimated Ling Zhiyu." Hmph, however, no matter how strong you and Yan Xu are, in terms of overall strength, my second class is still a little stronger!"

"As for your squad leader, he didn't even dare to appear, so he must have no strength. ”

Subsequently, Ye Zifan called a weak person to go up.

And after that person went up, he directly took a defensive posture and did not take the initiative to attack.

His goal is very clear, that is, to consume Ling Zhiyu's spiritual power!

In this regard, the corners of Ling Zhiyu's mouth twitched, but even if he was angry in his heart, it was useless, and he could only attack.

And after capturing this person, Ye Zifan didn't give Ling Zhiyu time to rest, and directly called a person with similar strength to Ling Zhiyu to go up.

This time, Ling Zhiyu was really powerless, so he could only step down obediently.

Of course, before stepping down, Ling Zhiyu also consumed most of the other party's spiritual power.

And Ling Zhiyu, there is no one who can resist the banner in the first class, go up one, and kneel one.

On average, it takes three or four people to spell one!

By the time Yan Xu came on the field, there were still as many as thirteen people on the opposite side!

In this way, let alone Yan Xu, even Ling Zhiyu and the others had embarrassed expressions on their faces.

This is almost the end of the inevitable loss!

Taking a deep breath, Yan Xu still chose to play!

The chilling sword qi burst out from Yan Xu's body in an instant.

Sensing the pure sword qi in Yan Xu's body, Rao is Zhang Tianlong and the other elders were also extremely surprised.

The people in the second class are also a little timid.

And then there was a one-sided slaughter!

In the first three games, Yan Xu only made one sword and defeated the opponent!

And from the fourth game, the second class came out of the second class, and all of them were people above the seventh-grade Qi Realm!

No matter how bad it is, everyone has their own tricks, not to mention how long they can stop Yan Xu, but they can still do it by consuming his spiritual power.

It lasted for five games, and Yan Xu's face was a little pale.

Eight scenes, Yan Xu's body began to sway.

Seeing this, Ye Zifan smiled, but he did not choose to play by himself, but continued to send people to consume Yan Xu's physical strength.

Ye Zifan didn't want to make a move on his own, and if he defeated Yan Xu like this, it would not be of any benefit to him.

Finally, when it came to the ninth game, the spiritual power in Yan Xu's body had been completely exhausted, and in the end, he defeated that person with his exquisite swordsmanship.

However, by the time of the tenth game, no matter how exquisite his swordsmanship was, there was nothing he could do!

Helplessly withdrew, Yan Xu, Ling Zhiyu and others all smiled bitterly.

At this time, there are still four people in the second class who can play, and there is only one person in the first class!

"Eh, Confucius Confucilin, you can play! Even if you fight, you have to fight to the last of them!"

Ling Zhiyu gritted his teeth.

In any case, if they can fight the second shift to the last person, they won't lose too badly.

However, seeing Confucius Lin on the field, Ye Zifan sneered, and then he also stepped into the ring.

He wants to end the class with his own hands!

However, just as Confucius was about to enter the ring, a figure suddenly appeared from the sky, and then suddenly fell to the ring.

At the same time, a leisurely voice also resounded in everyone's ears.

"Hahaha, this last person, it's up to me!"