"The first game of the third round of the Yellow Group Ring, the Speller and the Martial Artist start two against two!" With the command of arbitration, Ziwei's second battle against Canglei began.

Li Xinjue took the first step, blocking Lian Zhenghao behind him, carefully observing that the opponent did not take the lead, one of the players on the court of Ziwei Academy was Jiang Yunyang, a fourth-grade martial artist, and the spell partner with him was a young student with a gloomy face and deep eyes.

"Zhenghao, I will be the main attacker in this battle, you try to preserve your strength as much as possible, and you still need to contribute in the end!" Li Xinjue didn't look back, and whispered to his companion, the iron fist gloves on his fists flashed red flames, and he pounced directly on the other two.

According to the information reported by Ziwei, the martial artist on the opposite side is just a fourth-grade martial artist, as long as he takes the initiative to attack, Li Xinjue should be able to easily take it, thinking that the other party will dodge his frontal attack and deal with it with his fellow spellers, but unexpectedly, the martial artist showed a cruel smile and actually stepped forward to fight back.

At the last moment when Jiang Yunyang came on the field, he hid in a corner and swallowed the Burning Spirit Pill in one gulp, and immediately felt that the spiritual power in his body was boiling and running violently, and he had to quickly find a place to vent out, and he was about to be unable to suppress the crazy spinning spirit vortex, his expression became extremely hideous, and he shouted: "It's just right, look at my neon slash!"

The neon slash was originally won by a brilliant and complicated move, and the attack power was not outstanding, but Jiang Yunyang, with the support of the Burning Spirit Pill, the spiritual power in his body poured into the short knife in his hand like a tide, immediately creating a colorful phantom, and the blade also inspired a cold sword more than two feet long.

Li Xinjue wanted to solve the opponent as soon as possible, and was not afraid of the opponent's illusion, and in the blink of an eye, he fought with Jiang Yunyang dozens of times, the fist gloves and the knife body continued to collide with each other to make a crisp sound, and the strength of the opponent's knife had already passed through the fist gloves, making him feel a faint pain in his ten fingers, and the back of his hand was as if he had been scraped by a steel knife.

"What's going on? Is the other party also deliberately trying to hide his strength? No matter, fight!" Li Xinjue put aside his distracting thoughts, and his man's moves changed sharply, becoming fierce and abnormal, turning into a thousand-handed demon god, and a fierce aura came to his face.

"What's wrong with Xinjue? It's completely different from his usual calm and composed, how can he look like he's going to fight with people!" Wei Yuankui let out an exclamation when he saw the changes on the field.

Tang Lang's eyes were like torches, and he roughly guessed Li Xinjue's thoughts: "Xinjue, he is here to win as soon as possible, so that Zhenghao can save more spiritual power to enter the next game." Unexpectedly, this hundred-cracked hand is not in the right way with his temperament, and it is not easy for him to practice to the point of perfection!"

The two spellers on the other side of the ring saw that their companions were holding each other, and they had already fought together: Lian Zhenghao was good at extremely powerful thunder and fire spells, and the consumption of spiritual power was also extremely amazing, and his opponent could only conjure up several ice walls to hide in the middle under the thunder fire, but he was not defeated immediately.

Li Xinjue's heart became more and more anxious, the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation would be in the face of Cang Lei, if the spiritual power consumption of integrity and hao was too great, even if he won in the end, it would be a miserable victory, and the next game would completely fall into the disadvantage, and he would not be able to complete the layout of winning all three points.

Just when he was distracted, Jiang Yunyang's blade changed suddenly, the sword light was no longer scattered, it became integrated into a line, the knife was even more cold and piercing, and a cold wave erupted from the blade, and a thin layer of ice instantly formed on the ground of the ring.

The Xuanbing Knife is a very famous beginner-level martial art, and it is known for its outstanding power, which is almost comparable to the middle-level martial arts, and many people can only master it after advancing to the samurai realm, mainly because this martial art needs to be supported by surging spiritual power, and the white spirit vortex in the martial arts stage cannot meet the requirements at all. Unexpectedly, he suddenly appeared in the ring, and the onlookers were in an uproar.

Although he was not hit by the cold wave, the cold cold continued to seep into his body, and his limbs began to become stiff, Li Xinjue felt that his fingers were becoming more and more inflexible, and even the spiritual power in his body was a little stagnant.

The Burning Spirit Pill brought not only the violent movement of spiritual power, but also Jiang Yunyang's temperament became irritable, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was vicious and fierce, and the short knife in his hand was waving like a rapidly spinning wheel, leaving only a piece of black light, and the cold wave that erupted had already affected most of the ring, and even the two spellers who were fighting on the side were greatly affected.

"Ah...... Ah, give me death, why don't you die......" Jiang Yunyang had already fallen into a crazy killing mood, just wanted to chop the opponent in front of him into minced meat, he had long forgotten the time limit for the use of the Burning Spirit Pill, and only knew that the continuous squeezing of the Spirit Vortex released more spiritual power, and the surface of the entire ring had formed a half-foot-thick layer of ice, and it was still thickening.

"What should I do?" Li Xinjue, who was in trouble, gradually regained some composure, and soberly analyzed the situation on the field: every time there is an extra delay, the spiritual power of the honest and honest will consume one more point, according to the previous understanding, the spiritual power of the companion is at most fifty percent left, and a quick solution must be found.

"It seems that there is only one trick to use!" Li Xinjue no longer hesitated, trying his best to maintain the Hundred Splitting Hand moves, and at the same time, his eyes released two essences, and he secretly shouted: "Seize the soul!"

Li Xinjue has a family heirloom fragment, on which only the word "snatching the soul" is written, which records a strange method, using spiritual power to urge consciousness, from the eyes of the essence shot into the opponent's eyes, will make his spirit suffer a heavy blow, become lost soul, hence the name "snatching the soul".

But this broken method is not complete, although Li Xinjue has barely succeeded in cultivating with his own intelligence, every time he uses it, he will bring strong side effects, his eyes will be temporarily blind, and it will take several days to recover, so he has never mentioned it to anyone.

Jiang Yunyang, who was almost crazy, felt a flash of golden light in front of him, and his head immediately felt like he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and it was like being stirred desperately by an iron rod, and he let out a heart-rending howl: "It hurts, ......."

Li Xinjue also felt that his eyes were dark, and he instinctively blocked his arms from the vital point of his head and chest, and the raging cold wave suddenly invaded his body, and a large piece of frost immediately appeared in his arms, and it extended up and down his arms, quickly freezing most of his body, but he still used the direction in his memory to swing the last punch.

Ziwei's spell was fighting with Lian Zhenghao with all his might, first he heard Jiang Yunyang's miserable howl, his heart was not good, and he wanted to look back, but he unexpectedly found a dark red fist mark flying in the air, and he was immediately frightened, and was hit by a thunderbolt swung by Lian Zhenghao between dodging, and the whole person suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Lian Zhenghao hurriedly picked up Li Xinjue from the ground, pressed a hand on his back, and slowly injected it

spiritual power, I found that the other party's heart was still beating slowly, so I was relieved.

The situation in the ring was up and down: only Lian Zhenghao was left standing in the ring intact, Li Xinjue was temporarily stunned, Jiang Yunyang was dying of pain under the double blow of the burning elixir and the fragment of the soul, rolling all over the ground, and another Ziwei student also lost his combat strength, and his limbs were still twitching.

After a brief discussion by several arbitrators, they unanimously decided to terminate the game, and at the same time sentenced Cang Lei to win, Tang Lang and others flew up and jumped into the ring, sent Li Xinjue to Shu Jiaxiang for treatment, and soon woke up.

"Xinjue, you are so risky! How can you use this kind of lose-lose trick, even if you lose the game, I don't want any of my brothers to get hurt, don't you understand?" Tang Lang's tone was heavy, not knowing whether to comfort or blame.

Li Xinjue slowly sat up and said with a smile: "I know in my own heart, so I will take risks, isn't this a complete victory! Don't mother-in-law, help me, my eyes can't see!"

"What, your eyes?" Tang Lang couldn't believe what he heard, and shook his hand in front of his eyes a few times, finding that the other party's eyes were blank and there was no reaction at all.

"How can this be? Doctor Shu, Xinjue's eyes can't see!" Tang Lang exclaimed in surprise and the rest of the people gathered around.

Li Xinjue was at ease: "It's okay, this is the sequelae of the martial arts I used just now, and I will recover in a few days, everyone don't worry!"

"How can it be okay? It's okay if you can't see it with your eyes! Xinjue, you can't lie to everyone, it's really just temporary, and it will recover soon?" Tang Lang was anxious, grabbed Li Xinjue's arm and asked again and again.

Li Xinjue nodded and said, "I won't deceive everyone, don't worry, it's good for ten days at most!"

Tang Lang still refused to believe it, and asked Shu Jiaxiang to check it carefully but did not come to any conclusion, so he could only say suspiciously: "Xinjue, if you deliberately conceal the injury in order to make everyone feel relieved in the follow-up game, my brother will not have to do it in the future!"

Li Xinjue laughed loudly: "Captain, I'm not that great, if I really can't see it, you have to be responsible for me!"

"What am I responsible for a big man, disgusting or not! If you really can't see it, I'm going to let that kid be responsible for you, and you don't need a pair of tricks from him!"

Tang Lang turned his head and looked viciously in the direction of Ziwei Academy, Jiang Yunyang had been healed, and the person had already sobered up, but the effect of the Burning Spirit Pill had long passed, and the spiritual power of his body was trickling down, and his expression was sluggish, Pang Jiamu was still scolding on the side: "Waste, stupid, you can't clean up the garbage like Canglei!"

Tang Lang was still worried about Li Xinjue's temporary blindness, and when he heard Pang Jiamu's words, he was even more angry, and rushed over with a heavy punch, scolding: "Who do you say is garbage? Dare to say it again, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Pang Jiamu threw himself forward, and when he turned around, he saw Tang Lang with a look of fear on his face, and then thought that the rumors that the other party's injuries had not healed and his fear was replaced by resentment, so he simply rolled on the spot and shouted loudly: "Cang Lei is beating people, someone is violating the law!"

"I'll go, you kid actually touched porcelain!" Tang Lang also realized that he was indeed a little reckless just now, and his eyes rolled and he thought about it.