It is said that people are lucky, and picking up a piece of waste paper can be used as money, and Mo Dye sighed that his luck is not too good.

The number of people who advanced to the semi-finals was an odd number, and it happened that there was one more person, and that person could directly enter the finals, and by coincidence, Mo Dye drew the blank note.

"Dye, what?"

Lan Luoyi and the others all looked at Mo Ran, and seemed to be looking forward to it.

The ink stained the blank note in his hand, and he spread his hands, as if even God was thinking about her.

"Luckily, I saved my hands."

Mo Ran smiled, and turned to look at a few people.

"What about you?"

"Liu Qianxue."

Yan Yan shrugged, seemingly surprised.

"My opponent is Wan Qing'er."

Lan Luoyi pulled the note in his hand and looked at Wan Qing'er who was smiling lightly not far away, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Lan Luoyi is the youngest, so naturally everyone takes care of her like a sister, but Lan Luoyi has always been an independent person.

She doesn't have a prominent family background, she doesn't have a rich life like everyone else, everything she has is her own spelling.

She is actually very strong, independent, and knows right from wrong, she doesn't know what happened to Wanqing'er and Mozhe, but her intuition tells her that something is wrong with Wanqing'er.

"Luo Yi, be careful in everything, if you are not defeated, you must admit defeat."

Mo Ran held Lan Luoyi's small hand, a little worried in his heart.

Although Wan Qing'er's details have been figured out, Wan Qing'er's strength is still unknown, which is really worrying.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

I have to say that people gather like others, Lan Luoyi is also the same as ink dyeing, protecting the short, Wan Qing'er seems to have a bit of a holiday with ink dyeing, if you can clean it up, it will be a good thing, Lan Luoyi thought.

Lan Luoyi, who has always been alone, makes her remember the good moments of others, such as Xia Muyao, Yan Yan, and Wu Shengyue, such as Mo Dye.

Mo Ran looked at the flickering light in Lan Luoyi's eyes, and knew in his heart that Lan Luoyi had his own thoughts, and he was afraid that he would not admit defeat easily, but Lan Luoyi's ninth-level strength was afraid that he could not be defeated.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Ran turned his wrist and took out two bottles of pills from Biluo and handed them to Lan Luoyi.

"Inside this bottle is the improved Rejuvenation Elixir, which can instantly restore the spiritual power in the body. This bottle is the Ascension Elixir, which will instantly increase your strength to the primary level of domination, and the time limit is only half an hour, and there are no side effects.

Wan Qing'er is not an ordinary person, her body is weird, her hands are ruthless, and her mind is treacherous. Everything must be done with your own safety as the top priority, and you must not be reckless. ”

Mo Ran handed the pill into Lan Luoyi's hands, and a premonition in his heart that something was wrong never disappeared.

"I understand, thank you Dye."

Lan Luoyi took the pills, and as an innate level alchemist, these pills were naturally valuable, and Mo Ran gave two bottles to Lan Luoyi so easily, which Lan Luoyi did not expect.

The others were also a little incredulous, and their eyes became more and more determined as they looked at the ink.

Lan Luoyi also strengthened his thoughts.

"Liu Qianxue's goal is me, Sheng Yue doesn't have to worry, just do your best."

"I know, I'll do my best."

Wu Shengyue wiped the Qingyun Sword in his hand, and the sword body reflected his handsome face.

"Mu Yao and Yan Yan, since the opponent can enter the semi-finals, they also have some strength, be careful in everything."

"Understood."

The two smiled and nodded, and some worried eyes fell on Lan Luoyi.

"Chenyuan, so are you."

"Dye don't have to worry about me."

Jun Chenyuan rubbed his ink-dyed hair, and sighed lightly that his little woman was really a worrying person.

The ink-stained eyes fell on Wan Qing'er not far away, and the phantom acted mostly cruel and violent, and she might not show mercy to Lan Luoyi.

"Tsk, this luck is so good, I don't have a chance to meet Wanqing'er in advance."

"It's always going to be right, Dye'er."

Jun Chenyuan's fingers wrapped around the back of his ink-stained hand, rubbing gently.

"Damn, how can this ink-dyed luck be so good?"

Liu Qianxue no longer had her initial coldness, and looked at the ink-dyed side face and twisted her skirt fiercely.

"Miss, don't worry, the final will always be matched, and I can have a little more chance to explore the strength of that ink dye."

The green-shirted girl beside Liu Qianxue smiled flatteringly, and her words meant something.

"Hmph, ink-dyed ......"

Liu Qianxue really didn't expect Mo Dye's luck to be so good, she came here to let Mo Dye, the so-called genius, be defeated, and tear off the face of the people worshiped by the people in the inner continent.

How can a person from the Inner Continent be qualified to be called a genius!

"Magic retest, begin!"

As soon as the firmament's words fell, dozens of figures jumped onto the battle platform.

The clear sky in the early morning also seems to be gradually overcast, and the sun is covered by heavy black clouds, blocking the sunlight and covering the sky with haze.

"It seems like there's a heavy rain."

Mo Ran looked up at the large black clouds, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Mo Ran exhaled lightly, and his eyes fell on the figures of several people on the battle platform.

"Tsk, without ink dyeing, is there no one in Lanze Academy?"

Liu Qianxue was wearing a light silk gauze shirt, Ying Ying was sixteen or seventeen years old, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

The beautiful face and cold temperament were ruined a little by the bitter words spoken.

"I didn't expect that the people in the outer continents would be so scathing."

Wu Shengyue lowered his eyes and held the long sword in his arms, his tone was indifferent as if it should be, and unexpectedly clenched his fists in anger at Liu Qianxue.

"I can't see that Sheng Yue is still a hidden poisonous tongue."

Mo Ran was a little surprised, but looked at Liu Qianxue who was so angry that her face was flushed with interest.

Liu Qianxue is such an arrogant person, everywhere she goes, she is touted by people, where is it said like this, her mind is blank at the moment.

The white palm flipped over, and a fan with an emerald green body appeared in the palm.

Liu Qianxue grabbed the fan, opened her fingers, and pointed directly at Wu Shengyue.

"Damn, you dare to talk to Miss Ben like this, get out of here! Phantom Spike! ”

With the dancing traces of the fan, countless thick vines turned into arrows, and they all swept towards Martial Shengyue.

The aura of the commander in the sky rushed in, Wu Shengyue's eyes were solemn for a moment, his hand grasped the long sword, and with a sword flower, he blocked the vines in front of him with difficulty.

"Commander Intermediate?"

Mo Ran's fingers tapped on the table, and it seemed that Liu Qianxue had not lost her mind and exposed all her strength, smart man.

Although Liu Qianxue suppressed his strength at the middle level of the commander, it was not something that Martial Shengyue could withstand from a ninth-level peak, and after a while, Martial Shengyue's attack gradually fell behind.

"Tsk, don't hide if you have the ability?"

Liu Qianxue stood in the center of the battle platform, waving a folding fan in her hand, and looked at the embarrassed Wu Shengyue with some disdain.

The vines on the stage were scattered, constantly disturbing Wu Shengyue's vision, and sharp arrows fell from time to time in the air, making Wu Shengyue a little overwhelmed.

Wu Shengyue was a little difficult to deal with, and several wounds had already appeared on his body, and he was faintly painful.

Wu Shengyue suddenly noticed the wind behind him, his waist was short, and he narrowly avoided the speeding arrows, but he didn't notice the vines on the left side, and the vines with spikes pierced his left shoulder, nailing Wu Shengyue to the edge of the battle platform.

Wu Shengyue spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth, swung his sword to cut off the vines, staggered to his feet, and reached out to pull out half of the vines that had sunk into the flesh.

"Humph!"

Liu Qianxue snorted coldly, and waved the fan forward, and the vines rose all over the sky, firmly binding Wu Shengyue.

The spikes around the vines stabbed into Wu Shengyue's body fiercely, causing Wu Shengyue, who was already seriously injured, to open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, losing his ability to fight.

"Hmph, Miss Ben doesn't bother to kill a mere ninth-level waste."

Liu Qianxue looked at the injured Wu Shengyue in the air with contempt, turned around and waved her hand.

As if it had vitality, the vines threw Wu Shengyue out of the battle platform, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Liu Qianxue withdrew the vines, didn't even look at Wu Shengyue, and walked straight off the battle platform.

"Liu Qianxue wins!"

The referee rang the gong and announced the result.

"It's... is worthy of a genius from the outer continent. ”

"Wu Shengyue can be regarded as a leader no matter how you say it, and he is so vulnerable."

"That's right......"

There was a lot of discussion around him, but Mo Dye flew forward the moment Wu Shengyue fell off the battle platform and caught him.

"Are you alright? Shengyue. ”

Mo Ran hurriedly checked Wu Shengyue's injuries.

"It's fine, it's just a skin injury."

Wu Shengyue shook his head, his face pale from excessive blood loss was weak, but his voice was still powerful.

"It's okay, it's okay."

After an examination of the ink dyeing, fortunately, it was all skin trauma and did not hurt the vital point.

Mo Ran poured out an elixir and filled it into Wu Shengyue's mouth, and the spiritual power of Mo Ran's palm was close to Wu Shengyue's back, accelerating the absorption of medicinal power, and the scars on his body began to slowly recover, and his face gradually became ruddy.

Mo Ran exhaled a long breath and helped Wu Shengyue back to the stands.

"I'm fine, Ink Dye."

Wu Shengyue moved the pierced shoulder on the left side, and the wound had stopped bleeding, and the wound was gradually healing because of the elixir.

"It's fine."

Mo Ran smiled, but found that Jun Chenyuan had already ended the battle and slowly approached his side.

With Jun Chenyuan's strength, the battle can be won in a short period of time.

"Is he okay?"

"It's fine."

Ink Ran smiled and cleaned his bloodied hands.

"Dye'er looks at this, he'll leave it to me."

"Okay."

Jun Chenyuan took out the extra clothes in the space, handed them to Wu Shengyue, and motioned for him to change them.

Ink-stained's gaze fell on Lan Luoyi's body, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

"You're, a friend of Inkdye?"

Wan Qing'er chuckled and hooked her red lips, her fingers brushed her lips, and the whole person exuded a bewitching aura.

"Less nonsense, let's get started."

Lan Luoyi seemed to be able to sense that something was wrong with the other party, and became vigilant in her heart.

"Little sister, don't worry, anyway, you will die sooner or later."

Wan Qing'er's black eyes flashed red, and her smiling face was terrifying.

Ink Dye's friend, if she dies, Ink Dye will definitely be sad, and Mo Dye is sad, which is her happiness.

Wan Qing'er smiled more and more brightly, as if she had seen Lan Luoyi's sad expression after her death, and couldn't help but be more and more happy.

"Arrogance!"

Lan Luoyi looked at Wan Qing'er's bright smiling face, her teeth clenched, and the spiritual power in her hand was accumulated.

"Bingling!"

Lan Luoyi raised his hands, and the water element slowly turned into ice edges, exuding a trace of cold air and rushing towards Wan Qing'er.

Wan Qing'er looked at the oncoming Bing Ling and smiled silently, her scarlet eyes replaced black at this moment, and the depressing and treacherous aura spread.

The ice ridge stopped in front of her in vain when it was about to approach Wan Qing'er, as if it was blocked by the barrier, and after a while, the ice ridge flew towards Lan Luoyi the same way after Wan Qing'er waved her hand.

Lan Luoyi hurriedly withdrew the ice cube, but found that the connection with the ice cube was cut off, so she had to dodge it with difficulty, but the ice cube was controlled by Wan Qing'er and hit her directly.

Lan Luoyi was hit by the huge impact to the edge of the battle platform, lying on the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, as if hitting the heart and lungs, coughing nonstop.

"Tut-tut, little sister, you, you can't escape."

Wan Qing'er looked at the blood that Lan Luoyi coughed up, the scarlet under her eyes became more and more vivid, and her blood-red lips were raised high.