The slogan was shouted again.

The scorching sun overhead, the cheers and screams that linger in my ears are so familiar and so kind.

Looking up at the scorching sun, she smiled.

Burning passion and fighting spirit, she finally got it back!

The wind turned and walked into the barrier, and the field was quiet again.

In the game between the three empires, Youfeng listened to the good things Zhou Naughty Tong said, and the highlights of those three games have also been summarized.

At this moment, her opponent, a civilian from the Dark Ice Imperial Academy, decided the dark horse Junmo who was shortlisted on the eve of the list.

Dressed in capable black clothes with that cold, hard and handsome face, he looks very cool and has the temperament of a king.

Born in a commoner, forbearing, scheming, Jindan mid-...... All the information on the bright side has been imprinted in her mind.

If you can play tricks, then this game will be interesting.

Youfeng has just gone through a month of high-intensity training in the unpredictable abyss, and only recovered to the middle stage of foundation building cultivation yesterday, and he has no chance of winning against Jun Mo in the middle stage of Jindan.

Hua Rongying, Zhou Yutong and others pinched a cold sweat for her on the sidelines, and before the fight started, they were worried first.

Don't look at Youfeng's fearlessness at this time, but the few people who know her are not sure if she is calm and calm.

However, things have come to this point, and she can't back down, and they should believe that she is.

Just like this way, constantly encouraging and motivating them, although the method is a bit annoying, it is to make the cultivation qualifications of several of them already beyond the ranks of geniuses.

She will do it, just as she swore 'the victor, it's her'!

Entering the enchantment, everything in the outside world is left behind the wind.

In her previous life, every time she stood on the court, she gambled on the tennis career she loved and insisted on for a lifetime.

And no one knew that she had made a pact with her parents that if she lost one game, she would lose forever, and she would never pick up a racket again.

So, she never lost.

From the age of nine to the age of eighteen, the career was truncated, with zero defeats, and it is a legend that is difficult to surpass in the tennis world.

Today, she is over 18 years old, and she will never be defeated again!

Jun Mo of the Dark Ice Empire, seeing the firm and unshakable belief in her eyes, somehow, panicked, as if everything about herself was unreservedly displayed in front of her.

This kind of cognition, when I saw her for the first time, the uneasiness that rose faintly in my heart became more and more obvious at this time.

No, you can't have stage fright before you fight, you have to be calm!

Jun Mo took a deep breath and used his spiritual power to suppress all the apprehension.

The Dark Ice Empire that gave him great hope, he was shouldering the honor of the country at this time, and the only chance to enter that place was definitely not to lose.

In the enchantment, only Youfeng and Jun Mo remained, looking at each other coldly.

It's just that the wind doesn't count

I saw her holding up with both hands, one hand also took the time to rub her delicate and smooth chin, and a pair of interesting streamer eyes looked him up and down.

"Jun Mo? Age, Gender... Oh, the gender doesn't need to be reported, let's report it first! After looking at it again, Youfeng raised his chin and stared at the person opposite him arrogantly.

"You!" Looking at it, she didn't expect that she would say such a sentence, and Jun Mo, who was looked unnaturally by her, was so angry that the top of her head was about to smoke.

No longer delaying time, the figure showed, like a harrier bird, flexibly around in front of her, without any variegated clear yellow spiritual power, had condensed into two big scorching fireballs, reflecting those eyes, full of killing intent.

Youfeng found that in this world, most people have fire elements, and if they meet a random person, they will have a fireball attack.

However, because she has seen a lot of this kind of attack, and she has seen a more powerful fire attack than this, it is very easy to deal with.

Only one dodge, and the wind has wasted one of the fireballs.

Then, another fireball was easily consumed.

She remembered that when she first encountered Bai Yue, she thought that as long as such an attack could be dodged, it would be a waste of spiritual power.

And she in the middle stage of foundation building, in the face of the middle stage of Jindan, no, Jun Mo in the late stage, she can't afford to consume spiritual power, so she will consume him.

The two attacks missed, and the wind gave him a middle finger as a sign of disdain.

Then, her opponent, Jun Mo of the Dark Ice Empire, immediately couldn't hold it anymore, and an aura stronger than the other gathered around him, forming a whirling vortex flying knife, with a scorching heat, all flying towards the ghostly wind.

On the other hand, Yu Feng, a person who had not yet used a move and a half, still showed a calm and calm attitude in the face of the scorching flying blades flying towards her.

The dense little fireballs were about to hit her, and the hearts of the onlookers were beating in their throats.

In the oval square, which accommodated tens of thousands of people, there was silence, and everyone sweated for her.

This game is too much of a test for their audience's mental endurance!

In the face of countless fireballs, the wind unhurriedly condensed a tennis racket.

Looking at the flying fireballs, Youfeng's eyes flashed with cunning, and with a 'pop~' sound of waving the racket, he hit several fireballs back at once, impartially, and just hit Jun Mo's head, and the wheat-colored face suddenly turned pig liver red.

Jun Mo was furious, his momentum rose, and the temperature of the fireball flying towards the wind was even higher, and even the air was about to be ignited.

But even so, it does not threaten the wind to abandon this intriguing practice.

The fireballs of his own that were hit back by the strange thing seemed to have eyes and hit him with eyes, and he couldn't avoid it no matter what.

The fire burning all over his body made him look like a charcoal-roasted bull on a fire, and he was in pain.

The audience outside the venue was dumbfounded, rubbing their eyes vigorously one by one, this, this, this...

I don't know how to describe this weird scene, how can there be such a game, this is obviously a hanging.

Seeing that Youfeng was 'playing' happily, Hua Langying and a few people were speechless and held their foreheads, Bai was worried, when she was her opponent, it was the other party who should be worried.

After a while, I looked at Nangong Yehua, whose whole body seemed to be overflowing with a happy smile, and after a while, I looked at the strange direction of the game in the field, and the heads of the three old men on the judge's seat were about to turn dizzy, and they finally came to a frightening conclusion.

They are not close to women, they are indifferent to them, and the demonic brothers who are even more indifferent to others have really moved their hearts.

At this moment, the sound of fighting in the enchantment suddenly came from inside.

'Ping Pong···' The sound is endless.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes widened again, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

The barrier, the barrier that closes all sounds, can actually make sounds!

This...