(2nd Update)

  The appearance of the kamikaze academy did not cause too many waves, and feeling the cold mood of the audience towards them, many students had ugly faces.

  After all, they are only teenagers, and they are still in the midst of being angry and angry, and they will show whatever they think in their hearts.

  Feng Xiaotian naturally felt the emotions of his teammates, pursed his lips tightly, and a trace of realization flashed in his eyes.

  He had just given Yang Ming a wake-up call, hoping that he would be able to retreat in the face of difficulties, but unfortunately Yang Ming was more confident than he imagined, and he knew that there were tigers in the mountains and preferred to go to the tiger mountains.

  "In that case, don't blame me, Yang Ming."

  Feng Xiaotian comforted himself so much in his heart, and suddenly bit his teeth, bit the pill hidden under his tongue, and swallowed it into his stomach.

  On the one hand, it is because the feigned death effect of the pill needs a period of time to be digested and processed before it will be revealed, and on the other hand, it is also because Feng Xiaotian is afraid that after being hit by Yang Ming's illusion, he will not be able to take the pill as soon as possible, so he will specifically set the effect of this delayed effect.

  Feng Xiaotian, as the leader of the Divine Wind Academy, was already a forty-fourth-level strong attack system Battle Soul Sect at a young age, and he also possessed a wind attribute martial soul two-headed wolf, which should have become the focus of the audience.

  But now, almost everyone's eyes are not on him, but on Yang Ming.

  In their opinion, this game is no longer in suspense, and Yang Ming will continue to win the game with one move.

  Feng Xiaotian led the players of the Kamikaze Academy to walk into the ring calmly, and set up according to the lineup of past games, looking decent.

  Feng Xiaotian stood at the forefront, staring at Yang Ming with cold eyes, and said:

  "You shouldn't have come."

  "But I'm here anyway."

  Yang Ming's face was indifferent, his hands were behind his back, and he saw that Feng Xiaotian "cut" and said:

  "You'll regret it."

  The words of the two of them made people scratch their heads, which made the referee a little confused.

  The referee simply thought that the two of them were air, raised his right hand wearing white gloves, and signaled that the players on both sides could release their martial spirits.

  As expected, on the Shrek Academy side, except for Yang Ming, the rest of the people consciously retreated to the edge of the ring.

  And on the side of the Kamikaze Academy, this one unfolds the soul ring he has.

  To do a full set of plays, Feng Xiaotian let out a somewhat sharp howl, a layer of faint blue light surged out of his body, the blue light surged, his body obviously changed, accompanied by the crackling sound of bones, muscles and bones expanded at the same time, the figure obviously became huge, the long hair on the head was also rendered cyan, and the most peculiar thing was that from his shoulder, a wolf head actually appeared.

  The cyan wolf's eyes were clear, staring at Yang Ming deadly, and a trace of chill was constantly released from it.

  The two-headed wolf of the wind, the mutation of the wind demon wolf.

  The Wind Demon Wolf was originally a mid-to-high-level martial spirit, but after mutating into a two-headed wolf, it had already become an existence close to a top-level martial soul.

  It is with this powerful mutant martial soul that Fengxiao Genius has today's results, twenty-four years old and forty-four, and he is considered an outstanding genius among his peers.

  Feng Xiaotian's eyes stared at Yang Ming, as if he was talking to Yang Ming, and as if he was further hypnotizing himself, he said:

  "I'm twenty-four years old this year, when my martial soul awakened when I was six years old, it was full of innate soul power, all my achievements today are from my savings bit by bit, I appreciate your strength, but you shouldn't have to, you want to dance with me, this is something I absolutely can't accept!"

  Looking at Feng Xiaotian's eyes covered with vicious bloodshot and a trace of undisguised malice, Yang Ming smiled lightly.

  "What tricks do you have, just let the horses come."

  The wind laughing wolf kiss lifted slightly, revealing rows of Sen Ran's fangs.

  "It's game on."

  The referee announced, and the soul rings on the seven students of the kamikaze academy in the field immediately bloomed with brilliant light.

  The space behind Yang Ming was like a stone dripping on the surface of a calm lake, rippling with golden ripples, and he was about to cast the king's treasure and project the martial soul contained inside.

  But in the next moment, Feng Xiaotian, who was full of confidence just now and was about to take off the green hat on his head, suddenly turned pale.

  "Poof!"

  Feng Xiaotian opened his mouth and sprayed, and at the same time that splattered blood fell in front of him, the whole person actually lay on his back and fell to the ground, the breath of the living person on his body disappeared at an extremely fast speed, and the temperature on the surface of his body began to slowly drop at the rate of normal death.

  Yang Ming: "??? ”

  This is the legend, before I can do it, you have already fallen down?

  Seeing this, the referee immediately raised his right hand and signaled that the game that had just started was immediately and temporarily stopped.

  In addition, the healing soul master specially equipped by the participating students in the Great Fighting Soul Arena immediately caught up with the ring at a very fast speed to conduct a comprehensive diagnosis for the unconscious Feng Xiaotian.

  The entire arena was immediately in a cacophony, they didn't realize what was going on, and there was all kinds of speculation.

  In the VIP seat, the corners of Platinum Bishop Salas's mouth rose slightly in a subtle arc, his two thin palms were folded on his chin, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, looking like he was watching a good show.

  Platinum Bishop Salas had already installed a lot of people from the Martial Spirit Hall in the audience, pretending to be ordinary spectators sitting on the audience platform, Feng Xiaotian fell unconscious, which seemed to be a signal of action, and these people from the Martial Spirit Hall in disguise immediately infiltrated some news in the audience.

  Gradually, a certain consensus was formed among the audience.

  Yang Ming used the illusion soul technique to kill Feng Xiaotian!

  Many classic stories of the ancients, such as the crowd of gold, the reversal of the black horse, the finger of the deer as the horse, and the three of them becoming a tiger, all well illustrate that when public opinion forms a certain consensus, even if it is a coffin for something.

  Although there are also some viewers who keep their sanity and feel that something is not right, but when they see that the people around them are convinced, after Yang Ming killed Feng Xiaotian, they will also have self-doubts, whether they are dazzled or not, and thus shaken.

  Looking at this scene, the Snowy Night Emperor frowned, waved his hand, and a shadow guard came to his side and said:

  "Go down and see, what's going on?"

  "Yes!"

  The shadow guard left quietly, and then quietly walked around Feng Xiaotian.

  Before he could get closer, the shadow guard heard these healing soul masters arguing about something.

  "Apnea, the pulse paused, the heart stopped beating, and he was dead."

  "No, maybe we can save it?"

  "Impossible, you look at his eyelids, his eyes have lost their luster, and it can already be confirmed that he is brain dead."

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