The moment the boy let go, Whisk Ling jumped up, widened the distance, and quickly extinguished the flames on his feet.

The flames were extinguished, but it was also true that the skirt was burned.

The feet of the spirit, especially the place where the boy had scratched him, were directly burned.

Fu Ling lowered his eyes and glanced at the wound, a little helpless.

She was burned by the flames when she came, and now she is burned by the fire again, when did she get so bad with the fire?

"Ahem......" The boy got up from the ground and coughed violently twice.

The waist hurts, and the neck hurts, and the young man looks at Fu Ling and doesn't dare to be careless.

For a moment, the boy felt like he was going to be killed by the Whisker.

At that moment, he seemed to see the Grim Reaper standing behind the Whisk, scythe held high, ready to swing his sword to cut off his head.

The boy was terrified in his heart, and in order to end the game quickly, he mobilized all his spiritual power and rushed towards the whisk spirit as fast as possible.

Whirling saw the boy attacking, and they fought each other.

The two trembled for a full quarter of an hour before the game ended.

Fu Ling won the game, but he suffered more burns all over his body.

There's no way, the other party is a fire spirit master, and the spirit can't use spiritual power, so he can only attack directly, and every time he grabs the boy, flames will appear on the boy's body.

No matter how fast Fu Ling let go, he was burned.

Especially in the back, the young man didn't know if he felt that he was too embarrassed, he actually wanted to hug Fu Ling and take Fu Ling to get out of the ring together, at that moment, Fu Ling's body quickly caught fire.

If it weren't for Fu Ling's nimble shackles to break free from the shackles of the teenager, maybe even his face would have been burned.

But no matter what, Whisk won!

Win the seventh-level spirit master!

Under the witness of many people, he won the seventh-level spirit master!

No matter what the result of Fu Ling and Shen Huaisang is, at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Fu Ling already has the qualifications to compete with Bai Qingxue for the Chosen Goddess!

Bai Qingxue is also only a seventh-level spirit master.

And she can also cultivate.

Fu Ling can't cultivate, and he has defeated a seventh-level spirit master.

At least at this time, in the eyes of everyone, the Whisk Spirit is more powerful than Bai Qingxue!

Treatment room ......

The more powerful Fu Ling sat on the soft couch and let the female doctor take the medicine.

The medicine on it is the elixir that Ye Mu carried.

"Miss Ye San, if it hurts, you can shout it out, you don't have to endure it." The female doctor looked at the burns on Fu Ling's body and was shocked.

The flame power of the seventh-level spirit master is not small, and when the spirit is wearing clothes, everyone thinks that it will be okay to extinguish the flames.

But in reality, the boy used his strength to control the flames, and the flames only ignited on his clothes, but when the flames fell on Whisk, Whisk was injured.

Most of those burns were severe.

The female doctor has seen the doctor and taken medicine too many times, and few girls can do it like this, and they don't say a word when they take the medicine, and endure it silently.

"It's fine." Fu Ling spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

The female doctor sighed in her heart, and the rumor was indeed a rumor.

This Miss Ye San is much stronger than the delicate Miss Bai family.

After the female doctor finished taking the medicine, Fu Ling's whole face was white and bloodless, and cold sweat broke out.

The female doctor wrapped gauze around Fu Ling and said, "Miss Ye San, the Ye family's elixir works quickly, but no matter how fast it is, it will take time, and you still have a game next, try to be careful, otherwise the injuries on your body will become more serious." ”

"Thank you." Fu Ling said: "I wrote it down. ”

"Wipe your face." The female doctor took a handkerchief and gave it to Fu Ling: "Eat something light for the past two days." ”

"Okay." Whisk the Spirit.

The female doctor didn't say anything more.

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Chapter 137: Whisk Spirit is more powerful than Bai Qingxue