In the face of the 89th class, which is far weaker than itself, the general battle policy of the second squad of Fu Seal is a rather offensive triangular sharp knife formation, with the spiritual team as the strongest sharp knife, and the two teams of fighting spirit and magic as the side response, under the cover of the Fu Seal team, the three teams advance step by step, gradually encroaching on the opponent's territory and personnel.

Under this policy, each captain began to speak within his team.

Huang Ying and Shakuichi focused on encouragement, and according to their proficiency in near-medium and long-range talisman attacks, they organized three hundred people into three squads and practiced coordination and cooperation.

Qianshan Xue reversed her usual graceful softness, raised a long whip that was taken out of nowhere, and turned into a female instructor who shook S, treating the students of the magic department as the criticized little brothers, and carrying out crazy theoretical indoctrination and unified explanation of the principles of magic casting.

Chang Le also showed the demeanor that the prince should have at this time, and talked eloquently in the face of the spiritual power team, from the stars of the Big Dipper to the yellow sand of Hukou Waterfall, the members of the spiritual power team were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, so they almost immediately found the enemy's white knife to enter the red knife to fight.

This kind of dispatch made Mo Fan feel sour for a while, especially with the tone of His Royal Highness the Prince of the Last World with a strong Chu State accent, in that kind of deliberate modulation, so that Mo Fan almost didn't spit out the gruel he drank yesterday.

What gave him this impulse at the moment was Zeng Haoran's speech.

"Everyone, I must not be well-known in the class, far less than the sensational Shizi and the third son in our team, especially the latter, who also won the place on the ground list on the first day of school, adding fame to our Fu Seal class, here, let's congratulate Yun Mofan first!"

Zeng Haoran was dressed in white and was not stained with dust, standing leisurely at the front of the Douqi squad, applauding and saying, "Everyone sit down first, it's quite tiring to stand, Brother Mo Fan...... Do you want to come up and say a few words? By the way, how about you teach us your cultivation experience!"

Hearing this, the members of the Douqi squad looked at each other suspiciously, and finally sat down according to Zeng Haoran's order, and for a while, only Mo Fan and Zeng Haoran were left standing on the field.

Mo Fan frowned slightly, he didn't feel a trace of kindness and congratulations from the other party's words, only condescending orders and mockery.

Let him share his cultivation experience with the seven or eight-star fighters present, who is this greedy?

Besides, everyone knows that he entered the list by betting on his own ability to win, not only did he not use the power of the class, but he also did not mention the word Fu Seal in the school-wide announcement of the hand, Zeng Haoran deliberately brought this out at this moment to explain, if he did not harbor evil intentions, Mo Fan was the first to believe it.

However, he doesn't seem to have offended the other party.

And the most important point about the members of the land list, most of Mo Fan's bets were won from the students of Fu Seal's second class, so it is inevitable that many people will have a grudge against this matter, and even worse, they may even think that his status on the land list is all won by them.

It's a ridiculous joke!

When I bet on Chang Lesheng, why didn't I think that there would be this day, I just thought about winning the dragon's heart, but I didn't think about the consequences of losing my bet at all, where is there such a good thing in the world?

Mo Fan grinned, and followed this clue to remember Zeng Haoran.

On that day, he first bet on fifteen space-time attribute Three Realm Demon Cores.

I see...... Mo Fan figured out this truth, turned his head to look at Zeng Haoran, and said with a smile: "Cultivation experience is child's play, there is no exact same leaf in the world, and there is no way to step into the same river twice, my experience is really useless to you." ”

"If I had to talk about experience," Morfan paused and said calmly, "then there would be only endless battles and... Fighting. ”

The boy thought about the past five years of his life, and felt that it was somewhat unusual.

The battle intent, concealment, camouflage, fighting style, killing intent and assassination skills that he has honed over the years...... Or rather the killing skills, which are far beyond the reach of these peers and even children who are older than him.

When he walked 30,000 miles, Zeng Haoran was still nursing at home.

Mo Fan looked at the thoughtful crowd and said with a smile: "Besides, we are all classmates, and our levels are not much different, so where did the word 'impart' come from?"

"That's right, I'm afraid that some people with ulterior motives don't think so!"

A girl's voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and she continued: "You know, this captain was only elected for class battles, but it seems that there are some people...... I really think of myself as a superior division commander!"

Mo Fan and Zeng Haoran looked at the same time, and found that it was Ding Wenli who stood up slowly, a wood grain dragging her crystal feet, slowly taking root in the field, the girl looked at Zeng Haoran and said, "Brother Haoran, let's quickly assign the battle position!"

Many classmates stood up when they heard this, and many of them were taller than Zeng Haoran, overlapping and overlapping, hiding his figure from sight.

Huang Xiaoyue patted her ass and stood up, and shouted meaningfully: "Ahhhhhh

Hearing this kind of heart-wrenching question, many children let out a knowing laugh.

Zeng Haoran's face was dark red, the power of the space in his palm surged, he lifted his figure and soared into the air, standing one zhang above the battle platform, the boy cleared his throat fiercely, and was about to say something again, when the light cluster at the dome suddenly brightened, and the dazzling light fluttered towards the eight battle platforms.

After a few moments, tiny yellow elves floated around the field, filling the various battle platforms, almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, these are the sacred elves of the treatment house, with a faint sense of autonomy, they will judge which students are facing a lethal attack, and then block the damage with their glowing bodies, so that the students can be prevented from receiving deadly attacks, and at the same time, the contestants can attack without fear.

Only a reckless battle can activate the sense of killing that can only be found in the battle of life and death!

"The battle begins!"

A magnificent voice spread throughout the entire martial arts arena, and at this moment when thousands of fighting spirits and magic suddenly soared, Mo Fan suddenly thought of what the old senior of Fang Cheng said when he advised him to divide classes carefully, and the person who had never known him said to him earnestly: It is much better to choose some strong teammates than to cooperate with some stupid people.

Mo Fan was grateful for this kindness.

Now, although many of his teammates around him are stupid and stupid, at the same time, they are all unborn powerhouses, and all he has to do is to work with these strong men to defeat the more powerful geniuses!

The 89th class of the instrument medicine is the tooth sacrifice of this war...!

Come on, fight.

Abandon everything and fight!

Let blood and flowers together pave a road to the sky.

Mo Fan roared lightly in his heart, and suddenly all the pure Yuan Dou Qi was raised, and under the reversal of the Yin and Yang Fish Plate, the pure power that gushed out made the boy's Dou Qi level instantly climb to a five-star fighter!

Yan Jie yelled at the end: "Fight!"

"Spirit team, take off!"

With an order, the more than 100 spiritual power team members who were directly inserted into the front of the battle platform as blades instantly raised their fairy sword madness and galloped towards the sky.

The swiftly rising team is like a flying white crane!

The first to dance was its two wings, more than thirty swordsmen flew into the air, then the neck of the white crane, more than twenty foundation-building powerhouses of strange weapons soared upward, and finally the body of the white crane, nearly fifty students flew at the same time, high above the sky.

The moment they took off, the countless skill brilliance of the Instrument Medicine Department mixed together and smashed towards the original location of the Spirit Power Team.

"Oh no, our tactics have been seen through!" "The person from the Instrument Medicine Department yelled, "Stop it, let the people behind you stop it, don't waste the true yuan!"

The voice came back layer by layer, but it broke at some point in the roar of the sky, and the people behind squeezed forward vigorously, shouting: "Rush, let me knock the cubs of the Fu Seal Department to the ground!"

"Don't get in the way of the people in front!"

Hongdae's magic and fighting spirit flickered, and many students gave full play to their true colors of the medicine department, gulping the elixir they had refined, waving various weapons in their hands, and rushing towards the Fu Seal system that was waiting for the battle.

The scene resembles a group of barbarian warriors attacking the elite troops of the feudal empire.

Chang Le laughed and said loudly: "Brothers, the other side actually dares to fight hard with our second class, go on, take off higher, don't block the bombardment of the companions behind!"

"Yes, Captain!"

A group of students of the Spiritual Force Team flew towards the sky abruptly, making people wonder if they were going to fly directly through the barrier of the battle platform and rush towards the huge sun-like light cluster in the sky dome.

"It's almost time, Fu Seal team, melee bombardment!"

Behind, Huang Ying shouted heroically.

Thousands of glorious seals rose up in mid-air, and after a slight stagnation of inertia, they were like a giant cannon burning with sufficient firepower, and suddenly shot at the five hundred people of the Instrument and Medicine Department who rushed up!

Wisps of fire swept through the air, the sound of breaking wind and roaring suppressed everyone's roar, and in the sky, countless runes burned instantly the moment they arrived at the position of the Instrument Medicine Department, and countless fireballs, storms, wooden arrows, and oil chains smashed fiercely towards the Weapon Medicine Department!

"Brothers, resist it, the Fu Seal is in this wave, and if you resist it, you will overturn them!"

"For the glory of the Department of Medicine!"

A boy raised his mace and shouted, and as soon as he said that, he was swallowed up by the fire and the fire, with the help of wooden arrows, and the flames of the oil chain soaring into the sky!

The yellow light of the Divine Spirit flashed, and the first to appear appeared.