Spirit of the Holy Spirit.

In fact, it's not magic, it's magic.

In the most colloquial terms, it is holy water.

Receiving the blessing of the ultimate blessing of the light system, the magic spirit, it has a strong healing effect, and the purification and restraint of the dark energy is only an additional effect.

This is the top healing elixir in conventional warfare, and if applied in time, it can even reconnect limbs, as long as there is still live blood flowing on both sides.

It's just the same, such a thing is naturally expensive, just a bottle the size of a thumb can often be sold for dozens of Golden Leaf Grass, after all, a light magister with such strength is already a strategic level resource.

But Mo Xiaojing shook his head.

"Thinking too much, just the Spirit of Blessing."

"Their Dark Flame is a weakened version, and I can't afford to use such extravagant things, but fortunately, there are still a lot of high-level light mages, and the student union still has a lot."

Divine Blessing, the sixth-level blessing magic of the light system, is also one of the commonly used magic spells to bless holy water, although the value is also not low, but for the talent reserve of the student union, the cost of self-production and self-sale is extremely low.

"Sure enough, we don't fight uncertain battles." Ao Xuehua looked at the audience and sighed.

"If they don't have a follow-up, that's the end of the game."

"But is it possible?" Mo Xiaojing's smile was cold.

Due to the proper response, the situation on the field did not improve significantly after the Stygian Fire team used the Stygian Flame, and the Jiuge team still had championship-level cooperation and personal qualities, firmly grasping the upper hand on the field, one by one the black lotus flowers withered, and the white leather balls were tallying in the snow-colored forest, agile as elves.

There was little suspense, and several linkages tore through the Stygian defense, and a penetrating shot rewrote the score again.

2 to 0.

The scene was completely behind, but under the black robe of the captain of the Stygian Fire Team, the blurred face did not have the slightest anxiety, but showed a mocking look.

"Struggle, struggle, everything has already been written, and I don't care what kind of effort you make."

"All of them."

"Break the ban!"

The cyan whirlwind mixed with the spirit of blessing repeated the old trick again, wanting to extinguish the flames and take away the ball, but this time, it seemed to pour oil on the flames, and the black flames instantly burst out a few feet, and Lian Cheng took three steps back with a sluggish expression, and his consciousness was almost swallowed by the flames, but fortunately he was warned before the game so he cut it off in time, but he was still burned by a trace of dark power.

The Spirit of Blessing is completely nullified!

All members of the Wraith Fire team are pressed!

On the stands, Ge Sheng sensed the fluctuations in it and looked up at Ao Xuehua: "This is a ninth-level composite magic, the full version of the Dark Flame, they have crossed the line." ”

Ao Xuehua nodded faintly, but there was not the slightest surprise on her face.

"If it's just that little trick from before, what will you do to win my snowy night."

"They're foul!" Ge Sheng bit his lip, "I can already judge it!" ”

"But the test ball didn't give a warning." Ao Xuehua looked at the field and replied.

"This is because the magic fluctuations of the dark system itself are low, and the Stygian Flame is the best among them, do you think they haven't worked hard before using it?"

"Besides." The president sneered slightly: "There are no blind people here, and the reason why they are still allowed to exist here is just because they haven't figured out the hole cards yet." ”

Ge Sheng was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Who are they?" ”

"Let them tell us." Ao Xuehua crossed her hands and looked at the white-clothed president on the right: "And this depends on how many dead Xiaojing's hind hands are." ”

Mo Xiaojing smiled slightly bitterly and took out a small diamond-shaped red spar.

"I'm starting to regret forcing them a little bit."

But his voice remained calm and clear.

"It's me."

He spoke faintly at the hedrons.

"Everything is still in the plan, let's get started."

There seemed to be an inquiry coming from inside, and he nodded.

"Once the other party counters, immediately abstain and admit defeat!"

"Yes, even if the score is ahead."

Qixia raised his eyes ambiguously, with a little seriousness in his red eyes: "It's really worthy of being an adult, how many layers of covers?" ”

"Two floors are enough, I can't afford to play more." Mo Xiaojing smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"If the guess is correct, there is no place for Jiu Ge in the finals, it just depends on how far we can force him."

"The Spirit of the Holy Spirit?" Ye Qing raised his head and asked gently.

"You can see it at a glance." Mo Xiaojing shook his head.

On the field, with the order of the commander behind the scenes, the white mist has risen like a fog dragon.

The fog begins with a ball of flame wrapped in it.

The production of fog is the evaporation of water.

A small number of blessed spirits can't counteract the effects of the Wraith, so what about a little more?

The topic is back to how many high-level light mages there are in the Student Government.

The Flame has an extremely high temperature, and the combination of dark power and dark power has an incredible anti-suppressive power against water.

But what if, with enough water, the blessed spirit?

The Nine Songs team handed over this answer on the field.

Every member of the team who intercepted couldn't help but grab a large ball of lake water from under their feet and cooperate with the spirit of blessing with high purity, and walked towards the ball, even if the mist was steaming, even if the flame was arrogant.

Without him, only many ears.

The Stygian Fire team has enough power to push everything unreasonably, but the Jiuge team has chosen a more unreasonable response, and the steaming mist has filled the entire arena, almost to the point where it affects the audience and must be cleared by the referee.

You come up, right, I'll smash it when you come up, and I'll pick up the ball and run after smashing, you do throw us a few streets in terms of strength, but this is a competitive game, sometimes strength doesn't mean all.

The seemingly stalemate gradually became clear, and the Stygian Fire team could no longer move forward.

Ye Qing scratched the messy short hair on his head and was dumbfounded: "This is okay?" President? ”

"Soldiers are tricky, and usefulness is more convincing than anything else." Mo Xiaojing didn't smile: "It's just that I'm very uneasy." ”

Why are you upset?

On the court, the Nine Songs team once again dominated the situation with this almost rogue style of play, but at this time, almost everyone saw how unusual this game was.

But no one stopped, so the game had to go on.

So the Jiuge team quickly scored another point, and the score was 3-0.

It was a score that was decided in the conventional sense, but the man in the black robe shook his head with a feeling of unfinished business.

"I haven't seen it for hundreds of years, and there are still so many useless childish jugglers in this Ye Ye City."

His voice directly filled the entire arena.

"Don't play with the children, the game is over, everyone."

As he spoke, his body diffused and turned into a black mist.

(End of chapter)