The space filled with white fog blocked everything, but it could not obstruct the sight of the audience outside the stadium, and the thick fog seemed to the outside world to be just a faint and negligible tulle, which was entirely due to the formation flag, because this kind of battle was for observation after all, and it was impossible to see what it was like. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info so the array flag was born. Not only can it hinder powerful in-field spells, but it can also make people see clearly.

After all, it's still a preliminary round, and it's still a mixed match, so there is no commentary at each venue, and it's up to the audience below to experience it.

Inside the field at this time.

"Shattered." Feng Qintian walked around the other party and seized the opportunity to give a sword duel.

The narrow sword body was obviously slowly pulling a sword flower, but it was like slow motion, and it was isolated frame by frame, leaving a full nine afterimages. Under the shadow of the sword, everywhere you go will be hit hard.

The audience was nervous for a while, and even used a broken decision, what can I do.

Obviously, the opposite side is not a rookie, and the swordsman on the opposite side also instantly released his skills when he felt the surge towards the aura.

"Ah, look, that swordsman used a call array." The audience burst into exclamations.

Calling the array is to instantly distort the surrounding aura, so that the skill trajectory changes and falls on the caster, and at the same time, the distorted air will gather around the caster, which can resist some damage. This skill is considered a self-sacrificing or fire-attracting skill. It's very common with swordsmen, after all, when playing against the Zerg, it would be bad if the bugs crossed them to attack the illusionist or archer.

But now, it is clear that the call can be used as a disposable shield that can be used to defend against certain attacks.

Sure enough, after the other party cast a 'call formation', the sword blade in Feng Qintian's hand was deflected, and the sword qi hit the sword master uncontrollably.

Feng Qintian exposed his figure, and the swordsman on the opposite side immediately fought up, following Feng Qintian closely, trying to hold back his attack.

The people on the opposite side saw that the swordsman had left the team, and they cleverly put a shield and blessing spell on their side, and cautiously retreated to the rear, it was not easy to fight in the middle of the arena, but if they had their backs to the protective shield, they had an advantage.

"The heat wave is raging." The mage on the opposite side noticed that someone was approaching, and took the lead in attacking, and hit the source of the sound with one move, and the illusionist and the archer also attacked together in an instant.

There was to ambush the opponent's Hua Rong, seeing that the opponent was menacing, Hua Rong quickly used his body skills to skillfully dodge the attack, but the opponent's archer's tracking arrow still accurately hit his shoulder. Fortunately, it didn't penetrate the entire shoulder, but it was inserted into the flesh, and the bones didn't touch.

"Flash Arrow." Taking advantage of the completion of the opponent's attack, Lin Wenqi shot a flash arrow that had been prepared for a long time.

Flashing arrows can cause instant blindness to undefended enemies, while allies can see in the darkness in a matter of seconds if they are prepared.

This was clearly in preparation for someone else's attack.

Sure enough, in the next second, Li Xingxing waved the vine and rolled up a person's ankle, ran the aura to exert force, and threw it into the air and smashed it down.

The illusionist on the opposite side obviously didn't expect to attack him, and he was thrown into the air without any preparation, so he was hung upside down and smashed down, and lay on the ground for a long time before he could move.

A team that has lost an illusionist without healing is equivalent to losing rear support.

So Hua Rong fought over with a "heat wave", which can be regarded as revenge for the skill just now.

The mage on the opposite side hurriedly piled up an ice wall around him, and the ice attribute skills that were instantly drawn out made the temperature of the entire arena drop by three or four degrees.

To be able to draw aura in such a quick time, the painter on the opposite side must have contributed a lot.

The painter on the opposite side had already given up the attack, coiled up and studied the vines made by Li Xingxing, and made a rattan armor shield. The rest of the aura was channeled to the friendly mage.

This allows the mage to quickly condense the ice wall.

"Shadow." Li Xingxing used the corrosion spell, waving the brush to move quickly in the air, after the last stroke was completed, a small chessboard quietly emerged, Li Xingxing clicked on the black ink, the empty places on the chessboard are obviously white chess, at this time the white chess is not only in the downwind, it is almost wiped out.

The black light swelled, and the chessboard was quickly pushed towards the gathering place of the other four, and the vine shield was slammed into the vine shield. A numbing sound came out, and the chessboard dissipated, and the great shield had been corroded, leaving only a layer of dead branches like skin, which soon turned into ink and dripped to the ground.

The few people on the other side hadn't suffered much damage so far, but their spiritual power was almost exhausted.

It seems that the other side is also aware of his current situation. They even began to fight back.

"Rain of arrows." The archer on the opposite side quickly released a skill into the air, and after the arrow was shot, it disappeared, and then it was like a drizzle in the sky, and it turned out that the arrow was broken by spiritual power, turned into a small piece, and fell from the sky, as sharp as a knife.

Fortunately, Lin Yan ran to the central position in advance and opened the protective shield to protect Li Xingxing and Hua Rong.

Seeing that his side was gradually losing the wind under the stormy attack on the opposite side, Lin Wenqi no longer watched the battle, and quickly shot an arrow: "The power of two stones." The light bow shot out arrows with the power of a heavy crossbow, and flew straight towards the swordsman who was fighting against Feng Qintian.

The swordsman on the opposite side was already exhausted, and he was helpless when he watched the arrows attack, and a burst of white light flashed, and he was directly teleported out of the arena, becoming the first person to be defeated.

The departure of one person also caused a lot of pressure on the four people, and they did not dare to disperse and hugged each other tightly, which dragged the archers backwards, causing the archers' shooting range to shrink sharply.

It turned out that thousands of teams could drag on for a while, but now the situation has changed in an instant, and it has become five to four, and the situation on the other side has become more unclear.

At this time, the white mist gradually dissipated with the lack of aura in Hua Rong's body, and after a while, he saw the whole picture of the arena.

I have to say that the artist's ink is still very effective, but it is just a first-year battle, but the venue is muddy and dirty, with black footprints and ink droplets everywhere, which is particularly bloody.

Now the nine people on the field except for Lin Wenqi are all stained with ink droplets, and the painter on the opposite side is the same as a little cow, the holes in the shield that have been corroded can't resist the ink, and they are all stained on his clothes, turning into pieces of ink.

"Not good, end the fight quickly!" Lin Yan was still standing there, planning to slow down and fight again, but suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something and shouted out directly.

Several people were stunned when they heard it, but they didn't say much. Quickly enter the battle state, intending to kill the opponent directly in seconds.