Although the arena was extremely chaotic at the beginning, when seven or eight people were attacked in turn and vomited blood and shook out of the field, some people were also much smarter, and there were people they knew on weekdays in the stadium, so they hurriedly talked about it, and if they didn't, they could only retreat to find those who also had no companions. Although the tacit understanding and trust of this temporary combination are not high, this is the only way now.

This extremely chaotic atmosphere did not last long. As long as they each unite people, the chaos in the field will enter a state of equilibrium, and in this state, it is time to face the real battle.

Amid the shouts from the stands, players were constantly being knocked out of the field in the stadium. With the shouts coming out of the sky, the chaos in the field finally began to slow down, with the lessons of those tragic outs, some scattered people also began to learn to find companions, for a while, the chaotic battle in the field has weakened a lot, and the small team composed of two or more people is more and more.

"Whew!"

A brilliant spiritual light rose into the air.

Feng Jing'er, Deng Xiaochang, and Zhang Chen formed a large team, drawing a spiritual light, and quickly threw the students who were scurrying around out of the field.

The three of them had a tacit understanding and expelled the scattered small teams in the field. Only by expelling or annexing all of these small groups can the final battle begin. Otherwise, if these small teams are left behind, the result of the sandpiper and clam fighting and the fisherman making a profit will outweigh the losses.

With the expulsion of this strongest regiment. In addition to Yuehua and Zhou Bo, there are two people in the field. The others, not long after making contact with each other, completely collapsed, and some escaped by luck. More were forcibly ejected from the field.

A fierce wind, like a beast, roared above the square. Dust was blown dozens of feet high and flew in the square.

In the hazy line of sight, Feng Jing'er, Deng Xiaochang, and Zhang Chen stepped on the wind, and the three surging spiritual powers merged into one, pouring out like a huge wave, and falling on the spirit who was still on the field.

"Touching ......"

There was a continuous sound of landing outside the field. In the blink of an eye, there were only five people left in the field. Feng Jing'er, Zhang Chen, Deng Xiaochang, Zhou Bo and a teenager wearing black gauze on his face.

The young man's eyes were as deep as the stars, and the fierce wind blew on his body, and the corners of his clothes did not move. Standing straight on the ground, it looks like an ancient tree that has taken root for thousands of years.

"This?"

In the stands seats, there were exclamations. His eyes fell on the young man in black gauze, puzzled. Under the joint attack of Feng Jing'er, Zhang Chen, and Deng Xiaochang, Zhou Bo was present, which was expected by everyone, but who was this masked teenager? Why are you still there?

In the central stand, in the middle of the three seats with excellent positions, Xue Tingting, who was like a fairy, held the chair's hand, shook slightly, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes flashed slightly, her lips pursed slightly, she raised her hand to support her chin, and said with interest: "In this ascension competition, there is actually a dark horse, which is even more interesting than we imagined!" ”

"Hahaha, there's something to see, there's something to see. Tingting, will the appearance of this young man affect Feng Jing'er's championship? ”

Fingers rhythmically tapped on the guardrail of the stands seats, the corners of Chongyuan's mouth rose, and he crossed a graceful arc, his eyes withdrew from the gauze-wearing young man in the field, turned sideways to face Xue Tingting, and asked.

"It's hard to say, the spiritual power is condensed but not dispersed, and there is stillness in the emotional chaos, this young man is not simple, I don't know when, there is such a number one person in this primary spiritual courtyard, looking at his body and eyes, it is very similar to a friend of mine!"

Those eyes as black as ink shot out a spiritual light, which fell on the young man in the arena, Xue Tingting thought for a while, her cheeks trembled slightly, and she said with a solemn expression.

Beside him, Xiao Cheng, who had no waves on his face, heard Xue Tingting's comment, and glanced at the young man on the stage a few more times, and his expression changed from calm to shocked.

"Huh!"

In the arena, Feng Jing'er frowned slightly, her body fell to the ground, her hand waved her sleeves, and she turned to the young man with a black gauze face covering her face in surprise.

She was about to start driving out Zhou Bo next, but the boy who suddenly appeared disrupted her plan, and she didn't know who to attack first at the moment.

Deng Xiaochang and Zhang Chen were also suddenly stunned. Looking at each other, the light in their eyes kept flickering.

After a long time, Zhang Chen pursed his lips, his eyes as feminine as a woman, moved to Zhou Bo, and said: "Zhou Bo, you are also one of our five tigers, the grievances between you and Feng Jing'er belong to our internal contradictions, you can put it aside for the time being, and work together to pioneer and get rid of this young man, can you?" ”

The quiet playing field can hear the panting of every spirit. The spectators in the stands stared with bated breath, their eyes falling on Zhou Bo, wanting to see how he made decisions.

"Whirring ......"

The wind blew on Zhou Bo's face, causing him to squint slightly, the corners of his mouth cracked slightly, and a faint smile on his face, standing quietly in place, not moving at all, his hands on his back.

When the sun rises to a certain height and shines down from his face, he looks up and looks directly into the sunlight without blinking for a moment. Taking a long breath, under the gaze of all the audience, he turned his back to Zhang Chen, put his eyes on Yuehua, pursed his lips and said, "Brother Tai, how about shooting together?" ”

"Shh

Zhou Bo's calm but firm voice fell, causing all the spectators present to let out a burst of boos. Faced with the alliance of the three top spirits of the primary spirit academy, he refused and chose an unknown teenager to join forces.

"Look for death!"

Zhang Chen's face sank sharply, as gloomy as the dark clouds in the sky, his hands as white and tender as a woman, clenched his fists tightly, his cheeks twitched violently, and his eyes suddenly shot out a cold light.

He never thought that when he took the initiative to show his goodwill, Zhou Bo would choose to join forces with that young man. This is more painful than slapping him in front of everyone.

"Feng Jing'er, Deng Xiaochang, you two deal with that masked young man, I want to finish Zhou Bo with my own hands!"

A roar like a beast came out of his throat in a low voice, Zhang Chen stepped on the wind, stomped his feet fiercely, took several meters with each step, and rushed towards Zhou Bo quickly.

"Wait!"

The corners of Feng Jing'er's mouth crossed a strange arc, and she shouted indifferently, stopping Zhang Chen's movements, and then the pair of beautiful eyes blinked, falling on the masked young man, his lips cracked slightly, and he exuded a confident smile, and said: "Brother Tai, you want you to take a step forward, even if you join our team, you will be the first to be out, Brother Tai is a smart person, how to choose is up to you!" ”