One win, one draw, and although the second battle was not won, the Gru Academy still maintained the advantage, but they still needed to get at least one more victory.

"Mo Ling'er, come out this time, be sure to defeat the other party!" Dongfang Xingyun said softly to Mo Ling'er, and his tone was much more relaxed.

Mo Ling'er secretly winked at Lu Lin, and then jumped on the bucket platform, "Come on, which sick cat is next!"

This stunned the friends of Gru Academy, they never thought that the seemingly well-behaved Mo Ling'er would say such provocative words. What is this, it is undoubtedly a slap in the face of everyone in Huwei Academy.

"What are you talking about!" Jiao Tianfeng said angrily.

As one of the three strongest members of the younger generation in the family, Jiao Tianfeng felt that his pride had been greatly insulted, and he was about to rush to the ring.

"I'm coming!" said a man sitting quietly in the corner.

This person is not good-looking, and he is also shorter than ordinary people. But when he opened his mouth to speak, everyone in Huwei Academy closed their mouths, and even Jiao Hu didn't express an opinion.

When Jiao Yan walked to the fighting platform, many people shook their heads, he was not only not good-looking, but could even be said to be thin. I can't see how many muscles there are on my body, and although I can't judge a person's strength, as a male cultivator, if I don't even have a healthy body, how can I say that he has strength.

"Hehe, I'm really right, it's really a sick cat, I'm afraid your situation is not as powerful as mine. Mo Ling'er's conversation box seemed to be opened. "I said yes, I can't even refute it. ”

No matter what Mo Ling'er said, Jiao Yan's face did not show any change, as if the person who said it was not him. Jiao Yan's silence instead set off Mo Ling'er into a chattering person.

The game began, and Mo Ling'er also stopped verbal harassment and attacks.

"Gru Academy, Warlock Morling'er!"

"Jiao Yan!"

With a hint of indifference in his words, Jiao Yan didn't even report the name of his academy.

At the beginning of the battle, the other party stood in place like an ordinary person, for some reason, there was always a trace of discomfort in Mo Ling'er's heart, as if he hated the person in front of him, otherwise he would not have made sarcastic remarks before the game began. But it's just the first time we've met, so how can we feel like this?

It doesn't matter so much, Mo Ling'er can't wait to defeat the other party now and leave the ring quickly.

The Fang of Huangquan has been held in Mo Ling'er's hand, that is, Mo Ling'er's dagger staff, according to her, this staff has a special meaning and cannot be easily told to others.

The wolf danced, and Mo Ling'er rushed towards Jiao Yan with the dagger in her hand.

Even though Mo Ling'er attacked, Jiao Yan still stood calmly in place, and only when the Fang of Huangquan was about to stab him from behind did he raise his right hand unhurriedly.

"Scorching!"

Without warning, the clothes on Jiao Yan's body instantly turned into burning flames. As if they were spiritual, they automatically slaughtered Mo Ling'er.

This sudden change made Mo Ling'er's heart tremble, and the dark element in her body also slowed down the flow at that moment. Out of vigilance, Mo Ling'er retreated as soon as possible, and only stopped after being chased ten meters away by the strange flames.

After taking a closer look at the strange flame, Mo Ling'er exclaimed, "Bright Flame!"

The reason for the suspension of the flow of the dark element in Mo Ling'er's body just now couldn't be simpler, the light fire is a mutated element, which has both the scorching properties of the fire element and the soft properties of the light element. The light elemental and the dark elemental are mortal enemies, and they have natural restraint, even if it is a mutated light fire.

"No wonder it's so annoying. After revealing a look of disgust, Mo Ling'er rushed into the attack range of the Bright Fire without hesitation.

Sure enough, it was a natural enemy, and without Jiao Yan's careful control, the Bright Fire automatically launched an attack on Mo Ling'er, and it was a covering attack.

After several fruitless attacks, Mo Ling'er clenched her jade teeth and blessed herself with a sluggish technique, and at the same time walked towards Jiao Yan. Not only that, but a faint glow in the fangs of the Yellow Spring emerged, enveloping his body.

After making these preparations, Mo Ling'er took the initiative again. With the retardation operation, Jiao Yan's Bright Flame's flexibility was significantly weakened, and Mo Ling'er easily avoided the threat from the Bright Fire with the wonder of the wolf's ghostly leap.

"Ghost shooting!" Mo Ling'er raised Huangquan's fangs, and a ghostly light shrouded Jiao Yan directly.

There is no doubt that the flame of light immediately rushed towards this ghostly light. The Fire of Light, which was invincible against the dark element, failed this time, and did not stop the power of the ghost in the slightest.

With the power of the ghost, the power of the light fire on Jiao Yan's body weakened again, and the coverage area also changed from ten meters to five meters.

It's not over yet, the dark elements are frantically gathering in the Yellow Spring Fang, and after being filtered by the Yellow Spring Fang, the dark element seems to have changed and become even darker.

"Weakness!"

It was the third-order spell Weakness Technique, and his compulsive weakness finally came into play again at this time, and the range of the Flame of Light became smaller again.

After the release of the two auxiliary effects, the main event finally came.

The dark elements frantically converged at the top of the Yellow Fountain Fang, and a black ball gradually took shape, and in an instant, it was the size of a human head. A layer of ghostly light followed, enveloping the orb of the dark elementals.

"Ghost Bullet!"

Mo Ling'er snorted softly, and the glowing ball flew towards Jiao Yan.

Jiao Yan moved, his hands raised to his chest, and the flames of light that suddenly surrounded him quickly converged on his palms as if they had received an order.

The trajectory of the ghost bullet is very weird, and the speed is not fast, but it can pass through the light and fire without hindrance, just like a ghost.

Bang!

Jiao Yan actually caught Mo Ling'er's ghost bullet with two hands, which made many people feel incredible, and even some suspected that Jiao Yan was also an abnormal warlock.

Under the scorching fire of light, the ghost bullet slowly became smaller until it dissipated, and even everyone did not know how powerful the ghost bullet was.

Of course, Jiao Yan would not resist so easily, as a price for the light fire around him had been exhausted, obviously a lot.

The pace changed, Mo Ling'er's speed suddenly increased, and she rushed towards Jiao Yan at the fastest speed, and the Fang of Huangquan was already lifted high in the air, ready to attack.

At the critical moment, Jiao Yan's first thought was to mobilize the light and fire elements in his body, and use the elements to launch a scorching flame to force Mo Ling'er back. Just as he was about to do this, Jiao Yan suddenly felt that trouble was coming, he couldn't smoothly mobilize the light and fire elements in his body, as if something was messing with him in his body, making his qi and blood unsmooth.

Mo Ling'er inadvertently smiled at the corner of her mouth, her ghost bullet was not so easy to resist.

Ghost Bullet, a fifth-order spell, if it was only to use the dark element, I am afraid it would not have much impact on Jiao Yan, thanks to the power of Huangquan's Fang. It's the Fangs of Yellow Springs that gives the Ghost Bullet more power, and that's disorder!

All cultivators of the same level who have been hit by the ghost bullet will have their power in their bodies affected, and they will be uncontrollable for a short time.