Bang, bang, bang, bang, four explosions in a row, sounded on the battlefield. Zuo Fei, who made a defensive posture, flew back rapidly with four explosions, and with a bang, his back and the protective shield came into close contact. This is not over, after forcibly withstanding the attack of four green leaves, Zuo Fei felt that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly depleted, and the spiritual power that had not been consumed much was dissipated in the middle of breathing. Moreover, when Zuo Fei sensed that something was wrong and wanted to recondense the spiritual power of the surrounding Xinjin system, he found that the speed of spiritual power condensation had been affected, as if there was some kind of invisible and intangible barrier that prevented him from absorbing the spiritual power between heaven and earth.

The offensive of the explosion stopped, Zuo Fei slowly sat down along the protective shield, took a few breaths, Zuo Fei looked at Yang Fan not far away, and said, "You actually comprehended the will of the Five Elements Wood." ”。

Yang Fan raised his chin proudly, and said hesitantly: "You really found out, the will of the wood - apoptosis." ”。

A rare expression appeared on Zuo Fei's face, it was an expression of envy, those who could master the will of the five elements belonged to the category of geniuses, especially in the stage of the Battle Spirit Sect, Yang Fan, who had comprehended the will of the wood, was even more a genius among geniuses. Zuo Fei was a little helpless, but he was not discouraged by this, and said with a wry smile: "Admire, you won." ”。 When Zuo Fei conceded defeat, the protective shield was lifted by itself. Zuo Fei jumped off the battle platform and returned to where Fang Yuanhui was.

Zuo Fei said to Su Fang and Hua Shengfeng: "With my current strength, I can't defeat the person who has comprehended the will of the Five Elements. ”。

Hua Shengfeng expressed understanding, patted Zuo Fei's shoulder, and said, "You have done your best, this Yang Fan is a genius." ”。 Speaking of this, Hua Shengfeng whispered again: "You didn't ask Yang Fan to eliminate the influence of the will of wood in your body, do you want to study this apoptotic effect?"

Zuo Fei nodded and said, "Exactly, I want to feel it firsthand, so that in the later games, I can either avoid it, or find a way to block this kind of attack." ”。

The Soviet side asked on the side: "Can you still play in team battles?" The Soviet side should ask this question clearly, so as to arrange the candidates for the team battle.

Zuo Fei thought for a moment and said: "Although his nascent wood will is not low-level, because Yang Fan's cultivation is not high, it can't exist in my body for too long, and it won't have much impact on the group battles in the future." If the individual battle ends early, the battle between two or three people may be a bit hanging. However, in five, seven, and ten battles, I should be able to play. ”。

Su Fang nodded and said, "That's okay, on the premise of taking care of yourself, Yang Fan's will of Mu is the best if you can find a way to crack it, it's okay if you can't find it, don't be strong." ”。 After Su Fang finished speaking, Zuo Fei nodded again, didn't say anything more, walked to the side, crossed his knees and silently felt the changes in his body, recovering his spiritual power consumption.

Yang Fan of the Southern Summit won the third victory, and Zhang Yifeng, who led the team, and the official participants, did not have much joy. On the contrary, the non-combatants who came to watch the battle at the Yugoslav Summit became emotionally high.

Lu Tianming stood on the battle platform and pronounced the victory of the Southern Summit, and after that, he raised his hands to press down, suppressing the sound of squirming under the battle platform, and then spoke again: "The guild promotion battle continues, please send candidates for the fourth battle of the individual battle." ”。

In the direction of the Southern Summit, Zhang Yifeng pointed to a tall woman beside him and said, "Yiqing, this time, you will strive for a quick victory." ”。

The tall woman bowed slightly, walked past Zhang Yifeng's side, and stood on Lu Tianming's side. When the tall woman walked over, Zhao Yuqi whispered to Zhang Yifeng: "Brother Feng, let Sister Qing play in the fourth game, isn't it early?"

Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes and said, "It's good to let Yiqing go up and practice his hands, and let these little guys from the Fang Yuan Guild know the gap between us and our official guild." ”。

After the Southern Summit sent the candidates for the fourth battle, Lu Tianming looked at the direction of the Fang Yuan Hui and said, "Fang Yuan Hui, the fourth personal demon martial arts battle, please send the candidates to participate in the battle." ”。

Su Fang looked at Hua Shengfeng, Hua Shengfeng nodded, and said, "Zhang Yiqing, fifth-order earth element control heaven." ”。

Listening to Hua Shengfeng's description of Zhang Yiqing's cultivation, Su Fang frowned, and did not say who to send to fight, but asked again: "Brother Hua, in the promotion challenge of the Southern Summit this time, how many can Zhang Yiqing's cultivation be ranked?"

Hua Shengfeng moved his gaze to the direction of the Southern Summit, carefully searching for the memories in his mind, these information were all collected by Hua Shengfeng, and now Hua Shengfeng has memorized all this information in his heart. After a little contemplation, Hua Shengfeng said: "According to the information I have gathered, Zhang Yiqing's cultivation can rank fifth in this promotion battle of the Southern Summit. The actual combat power can squeeze into the top three. ”。

Su Fang followed Hua Shengfeng's voice, and also looked in the direction of the Southern Summit, and said in a low voice: "The official guild is different, you can send so many fourth-level monks casually. ”。

Hua Shengfeng also nodded, but teased: "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

Su Fang replied with a bright smile and said, "Why be afraid, we have nothing to lose by winning or losing, isn't we?"

"Well, you can think more than I do. ”。 Hua Shengfeng gave a thumbs up and said.

Su Fang smiled and said, "Moreover, I believe that we will win." ”。 Su Fang smiled confidently, and the girls around him were all fascinated. As Su Fang spoke, his footsteps began to step forward, standing in front of the people of the Fang Yuan Society, turning back to everyone and smiling, after that, Su Fang resolutely walked to Lu Tianming's side, bowed slightly to Lu Tianming, and said with a smile: "Fang Yuan Society, participate in the war." ”。

Lu Tianming bowed slightly, looked at the two of them separately, and said, "Let's introduce each other." ”。

A tall woman from the Southern Summit, with a thin and straight figure, wearing a hospital uniform representing a third-year student, with short black hair that is capable, and her appearance belongs to the middle and upper class. The body naturally exudes a sense of coldness that no one can enter. Looking coldly at the Su side opposite, Zhang Yiqing said: "Southern Summit, Zhang Yiqing." ”。

Su Fang bowed his head and smiled at Zhang Yiqing: "Fang Yuanhui, Su Fang, please advise Senior Sister." ”。

After the two sides signed up for each other, Lu Tianming withdrew from the battle platform and returned to Lang Yueru's side, the protective shield rose again, and Lu Tianming's voice also appeared on the battle platform, saying: "The guild promotion battle, the fourth individual battle, has officially begun." ”。

Returning to Lang Yueru's side, Lu Tianming whispered: "Yueru, Zhang Yiqing and Su Fang, who are you more optimistic about?"

Lang Yueru didn't speak, but her eyes already represented everything, and Lang Yueru's focus was on the Soviet side on the battlefield.