Qian Nawei smiled and nodded, and then walked to the ring with Ma Hongjun.

As she walked over, she tapped her finger on Ma Hongjun's shoulder.

"What?" Ma Hongjun turned his head and looked at Qian Nawei behind him suspiciously.

"Wait for you to release the martial spirit, just keep breathing fire." Qian Nawei said calmly, her expression did not fluctuate, and Ma Hongjun couldn't see anything.

"Oh." He responded, although he didn't quite understand what Qian Nawei meant, but anyway, his active attack skill was only "Phoenix Fire Line", and Qian Nawei said it was the same or not.

The two sides stood in the ring, confronted each other, and with the referee's order, they each released their martial spirits.

"Shippo turns out to have glass"

"Qibao is famous and powerful!"

"Qibao is famous and fast!"

Ning Rongrong's figure turned, and the precious Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda in his hand shot out a gorgeous colorful light, blessing Zhu Zhuqing's cat-like body, only to see that Zhu Zhuqing's body became illusory, and his body had long disappeared.

On the other side, seeing that Zhu Zhuqing had an afterimage left on the ground, Qian Nawei frowned slightly, and shouted: "Fatty!" ”

"Phoenix, possessed!" Ma Hongjun shouted, all the hair on his head moved closer to the middle, turning into a Moxican hairstyle, his arms grew long fiery red feathers, and the evil fire phoenix martial spirit had been possessed.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun's eyes flickered, and the fiery Zhu Zhuqing had already appeared in front of him, her first soul ring was lit up with yellow light, and the first soul technique, the Nether Spike, had already been launched.

Nether Thrust, Zhu Zhuqing's first soul skill, uses the spiky claws between the fingers of the back palm to pop out and attack the enemy.

"Holy!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed in surprise, and was about to use the second soul technique to bathe the fire phoenix to protect himself, but at this critical moment, Qian Nawei's voice came from behind him.

"Don't panic, use the Phoenix Wire."

Qian Nawei's voice sounded very calm, for some reason, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but calm down after hearing this voice, the soul ring on his body was lit up with yellow light, he inhaled slightly, his cheeks puffed out, and he spit out a mouthful of "Phoenix Fire Line".

Phoenix Fire Line, Ma Hongjun's first soul technique, spits out a five-meter-long flame ray after use, combined with his purple-red flame with the characteristics of appendage, it can often suppress the enemy at the beginning.

The purple-red flames sprayed head-on, but Zhu Zhuqing was not panicked at all, as the owner of the ghost cat martial soul with good speed, how could she be afraid of this slow flame?

The head moved down, with spiky claws poking out, Zhu Zhuqing stabbed Ma Hongjun's chubby chest with one claw.

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun's figure moved up rapidly, and Zhu Zhuqing's sharp claws did not stab Ma Hongjun's chest, but grabbed the soles of his feet.

The soles of his feet were injured, Ma Hongjun screamed in pain, he just wanted to turn his head and scold Qian Nawei behind him, but suddenly felt that his feet didn't hurt anymore.

"Huh?" He looked down suspiciously, and saw that the soles of his feet had recovered as before, and the wounds on them had all healed, leaving not even a single scar.

"I'll go, so fierce!" Ma Hongjun said in admiration, and when he turned his head to look at Qian Nawei behind him, there was only gratitude and worship left in his eyes.

"Thank you so much, Na Wei, your martial soul is really powerful!" Ma Hongjun said.

Hearing this, Qian Nawei's expression softened, revealing a touching soft smile.

"You're welcome."

On the ground, Zhu Zhuqing stood in the position where Ma Hongjun was originally standing, and did not continue to attack, not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't and couldn't do it.