These dozen or so green lines are also made up of bamboo wires, each of which is seven or eight meters long, but all of them are less than a finger wide. It instantly changed from a net to a hemispherical shape, as if it was about to swallow Wang He.

"Bang!"

A huge wave of spiritual power rose into the sky, directly tearing the green net to pieces. As if he didn't feel anything, Wang He clenched his fist with his left hand, clenched the shield with his right hand, and smashed it to the ground of the ring.

Disciple No. 3's face changed dramatically in an instant, and the spiritual power in his body rose rapidly, releasing two circles of cyan waves, protecting his body, and jumping straight up. At his feet, several sharp stone blades protruded from the floor of the ring, nearly piercing his feet.

Wang He lifted the tiger-striped thorn shield in his hand and strode forward. The tiger stripes on the shield seemed to come alive, and a low tiger roar sounded. Several slender, black-brown spikes erupted from the shield and shot towards the upper three paths of disciple three. Several stone blades on the ground of the ring also rose into the sky, growing larger and sharper, and piercing his legs.

Disciple No. 3 gathered the spiritual power of his whole body, expanded the two waves, and merged them into a blue spherical protective shield, enveloping his body. His martial spirit also appeared in his right hand. It was a cyan bamboo cane of the same length as his body, divided into five sections, with a head similar to the pen holder of a brush, but much larger than the pen holder. He grasped the bamboo cane with his right hand, causing the head of the cane to emit a cyan light, and releasing a small cyan shield inside the shield. It turned out to be a double-layer protective cover.

The spikes and stone blades both seemed to have eyes, hitting the center of the front and the right side of the shield, respectively. The two layers of shields did not do anything at all, and they shattered directly. The huge impact shook the body of disciple No. 3 and flew towards the auditorium behind him.

Wang He stopped, raised the shield with both hands, and tilted it into a thirty-degree angle to the ground of the ring. The tiger stripes on the shield really came to life, and it came out of the shield and turned into a reddish-brown tiger head the size of a watermelon, opening its bloody mouth and spraying out a yellow-brown pillar of light with a thick bowl mouth.

The sticky yellow-brown pillar of light hit the bamboo cane that Disciple No. 3 was blocking in front of him. The cyan bamboo cane in his hand instantly turned dark brown like mud, then softened, turned into a lump of silt, and disappeared.

Immediately after, another reddish-brown stone ball erupted from the tiger's head, expanding with the wind, becoming as large as his body, and striking his body. He fell straight out of the air and off the field.

The audience was silent. Countless spectators froze in their seats, their eyes widened and their mouths wide open. Even most of the contestants in the rest area of both sides were dumbfounded. Even experienced mid-level spirit masters, or even the big names in the VIP box, few people could have imagined that the disciples of the Xuanjia Sect actually had the ability to annihilate the opponent's martial spirit, and this ability was strong enough to be able to annihilate the martial spirit of the opponent who was of the same level as himself and could restrain his opponent in terms of attributes. The only instant reaction was the staff next to the ring. The two staff members immediately released the energy shield and caught his body.

"In the third match, the first team of Cangling wins!" the fat referee announced loudly.

Waves of applause resounded throughout the audience. The emotions on the faces of most of the audience changed from consternation to admiration. In the rest area of Qingzhu's first team, except for the female disciple with sea-blue coiled hair, all the other disciples were dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time.

Wang He put down the stabbing shield in his hand and stood upright in the center of the ring. At this time, he seemed to be more burly. Disciple No. 3 struggled to climb down from the spiritual power shield released by the staff, kneading his aching arms. He shrunk his neck, raised his head, glanced at Wang He on the stage like a monster, and slipped back to the rest area.

In the rest area, Lei Xi suddenly turned his head, his lips moved lightly, and he said a word to Ye Hengyuan with a sound transmission technique.

"Xiaoyuan, do you feel it?

Ye Hengyuan smiled, nodded to Lei Xi, and did not speak. He was also the owner of the beast pattern martial spirit, how could he not see that Wang He was using the power of the tiger pattern? Judging from his proficiency in releasing spiritual power fluctuations and movements, his mastery and use of the power of the beast pattern was by no means below him, and he might even be able to exceed it. And one of the hidden powers of his earth-attribute tiger stripe is the improvement of the grade and elemental attributes of the martial spirit, as well as the suppression of the opponent's martial spirit. And when the opponent's martial spirit level is much lower than his, he may activate that kind of annihilation energy and directly and temporarily deprive the opponent of the martial spirit. When his cultivation reaches the sixth order, this possibility will become 100%, and as long as he hits the opponent, he will definitely activate the power of annihilation. Of course, it is not possible for him to use this power many times in a row at the moment. But if this power is used once, it is enough to work wonders, and it may even be possible to turn defeat into victory in a desperate situation.

It's just that why did he use this power so reckless......ly? Is this just a part, or even a small part of his tiger stripe power?

"Please send the last player on the field!" the fat referee shouted.

Instructor Lin stroked his beard, turned his head, and waved his hand to signal Liu Huiran and Zhang Yuxuan, who were sitting in the back row, to come to the front row.

Liu Huiran and Zhang Yuxuan immediately got up from their chairs and walked around to Instructor Lin's side from both sides. Zhang Yuxuan is a male student with creative attributes, who is on the fat side, but not as fat as Tian Zhuang. The two figures, one large and one small, just blocked Instructor Lin's body, revealing only his eyes.

"I may have miscalculated," Coach Lin whispered, "The strength of these two opponents who just came on the field is not very strong. This shows that neither of these two people is their main force. All of their main players will participate in the next team battle. Moreover, their last player is definitely very strong. You should discuss tactics in advance, and it is best to focus on counterattacks rather than hard work. I'm sure you won't be able to beat their multiplayer combos. ”

"Understood. Zhang Yuxuan and Liu Huiran nodded at the same time.

"Understood. Ye Hengyuan also nodded.

"Brother Hengyuan," Xue Mengyi turned her head and leaned into his ear and said, "Instructor Lin shouldn't know, right?"

"I don't know," Ye Hengyuan said, "but it's nothing if I don't know." There's no need to hide this trick anymore. Even if they guess you, what if they don't? ”

"Hmm. Xue Mengyi nodded.

The female disciple with sea-blue coiled hair stood up at the signal of the instructor and slowly walked to the ring step by step. Her steps were light and barely made a sound. The spirit guide lamp on the ceiling cast a beam of light at her in time, illuminating her few strands of dark green hair in a particularly conspicuous manner.

She slowly stepped into the ring and looked directly at Wang He, who was nearly two heads taller than her. Her face was expressionless, and even her eyes were a little glazed, and she looked a little like she hadn't woken up.

The reactions of the civilian audience were completely inconsistent, some began to discuss, some began to roll their eyes, and some made boring movements such as "hehe". Judging from the audience, this little woman has almost no obvious features except for her swirling hair, which is not at all a heavyweight with Wang He, who is tall and tall. Civilian spectators and most of the low-level spirit masters couldn't see her dark green hair in the audience.

Wang He narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the little woman in front of him. He could feel that the spiritual power level of this female disciple was much higher than that of the two male disciples before him. On the battlefield, judging people by their appearance or gender is definitely one of the most stupid behaviors.

"The last member of the Qingzhu First Team is the No. 1 disciple of their team. "The fat referee's introductory language is still very concise.

The audience was in an uproar. Many viewers exclaimed, and then began to exchange heads. Although the four words "No. 1 disciple" are simple, anyone can associate it, and it is likely to represent the strongest player in the team.

In the rest area, the instructors of Qingzhu's first team sat back in their chairs, and their expressions became much more relaxed. On the side of the Cangling team, Lei Xi's expression became nervous. She also stared at Disciple No. 1's face, as if she wanted to see something from her little face the size of a palm.

"Solo battle, the last one!" the fat referee announced loudly, "According to the official arrangement of the fighting arena, there is a time limit for this battle, and the time limit is fifteen minutes! If the time is up, the two sides will not win or lose, it will be regarded as a tie! The two sides release the martial spirit and the spirit circle!"

"Huh?" Zhang Yuxuan turned his head and glanced at Instructor Lin, "Instructor Lin, how can this scene be limited?

"I don't know?" Instructor Lin was also confused, "The schedule given to me before didn't say that this session was limited?

Lei Xi raised his head and looked at the VIP box above the ring. In the VIP box above the rest area of the Qingzhu team opposite, there was a private room that had been dark and suddenly turned on the light. The lights in this private room are not the golden yellow or cream white that are usually used for lighting, but the same pale blue as the green bamboo logo of the Green Bamboo Gang, giving people a weird, even a little creepy.

Roars and waves rang out from both sides of the ring at the same time. Two waves of spiritual power of different colors were released from Wang He and Disciple No. 1 at the same time, like two walls. The maroon and light blue spiritual power fluctuations gradually materialized, becoming like a hill and a small lake, respectively.

The spiritual power fluctuations released by the No. 1 disciple were no weaker than Wang He's, and he firmly occupied the position on the other side of the ring. Three ocean-blue circles rose from her, circled them into the air, and then fell back on her. Twenty white dots of light flickered one after the other.

Her martial spirit appeared on her neck. It was a necklace made up of twenty-four white and cyan jades, with an ocean-blue diamond-shaped gemstone in the center. In the middle of the gemstone, a nearly transparent white spot of light is flickering