The bamboo whip in the hand of disciple No. 7 instantly split from one strand to two strands, one sea blue and one pale yellow, and it was drawn from both sides towards the two sharp claws that were bubbling with black gas. The two bamboo whips each bring a fan-shaped wave of water, like the waves of the sea that crowd out the reef.

The bodies of both of them retreated at the same time with the sound of collision. The black wings flapped continuously behind Fan Junfeng, supporting his body from falling. Circles and circles of black spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye were continuously released from the wings and dissipated into the air. Even ordinary viewers can see that this method of warfare consumes a lot of spiritual power on him. And the seventh disciple was directly pushed out of the range of the ring, just floating in the air with his spiritual power. A faint blue light emerged from his body. A streak of black smoke burrowed into the head of the bamboo whip in his hand, making a "hissing" sound.

"It works. Ye Hengyuan said in a low voice.

"Whoosh!"

Fan Junfeng rushed forward again, aiming at the right side of Disciple No. 7. The wings behind him increased by a few points, and his speed nearly doubled, and he was close to Disciple Seven almost in an instant. The wolf claw on his right hand flashed five cold rays of light and waved towards the seventh disciple. Disciple No. 7 raised the bamboo whip in his hand again, and a blue water wave in the shape of a shield wave, and the whole person retreated backwards.

The wolf claw suddenly increased by half, and a black spiritual power fluctuation that was exactly the same as the black wing behind him appeared above the claw thorn, and turned into black smoke. The blue water wave was cut into several pieces directly by the claws.

Disciple No. 7's entire body rushed into the air behind him, almost reaching the front of the audience. He threw the bamboo whip into the air, clasped his hands together in his palms, and chanted words in his mouth. His palms instantly turned cyan, and the bamboo whip suspended in front of him also turned cyan, and turned into a vague ghost, shaking continuously, splitting out more than a dozen cyan sharp bamboo knives, lined up in an arc, and shot at Fan Junfeng's body in turn.

Fan Junfeng's body began to rotate at high speed again, and he collided with more than a dozen bamboo knives. The two black wings became extremely sharp at the same time, like two triangular blades. The two wolf claws are spliced together to form a shape similar to a drill bit. The fat referee floated up from the ring and followed the two closely, ready to stop the match. The staff on the edge of the ring was also ready. Some of the audience members excitedly stood up from their seats.

More than a dozen bamboo knives stabbed Fan Junfeng's body and the wings behind him from all directions at the same time, but they didn't make any sound, and the moment they stabbed them, they turned into streamers and merged into his body. The drill-shaped wolf claws tore through the blister-shaped defensive wall in front of Disciple Seven, slicing through his clothes, leaving a long strip of red and black wound on his left shoulder.

The martial spirits of the two disappeared at the same time, and their bodies fell from the air at the same time, falling into the protective net released by the staff. The spiritual power fluctuations around Fan Junfeng and the wings behind him instantly dissipated, and the uniform on his body broke several holes, and blood flowed from several wounds. Disciple No. 7 fell directly into a coma, bleeding from his mouth and nose at the same time. The long strip of wound on his right shoulder turned completely black, and the blood that flowed out also turned black, and even a faint black smoke came out. Many viewers sitting in the front row couldn't help but scream loudly. Screams came and went.

"This match, the two sides are tied!" the fat referee announced loudly, "Medical staff, prepare for treatment!"

Instructor Lin and Lei Xi got up from their chairs at the same time and ran quickly to the other end of the ring. Several new students also stood up, but were stopped by Ye Hengyuan reaching out. On the other side, the instructor of the Qingzhu first team also ran over.

The two teams of medical staff lifted Fan Junfeng and Disciple No. 7 who had fallen into a coma on stretchers, and each of them had a Creation Attribute Spirit Master who was good at healing to stabilize their injuries. Instructor Lin and Lei Xi walked to Fan Junfeng's head and the sides of his legs respectively to check his injuries.

"It's not a big deal," Lei Xi said, "It's just that the water attribute spiritual power invaded the body, causing a disorder of spiritual power in the body." The wound is just a skin trauma. ”

At this moment, the body of Disciple No. 7 on the stretcher on the other side suddenly began to tremble. And the leading instructor standing beside Disciple No. 7 was already pale. He took out two bottles of medicine from his robe in a row, poured out the milky liquid in one of the bottles and applied it to disciple seven's wound, and then took out the cyan pill in the other bottle and stuffed it into his mouth.

Instructor Lin raised his head and glanced at the stretcher on the other side, his face also changed greatly, he immediately turned around, walked back more than a dozen steps, and beckoned to Ye Hengyuan and Xue Mengyi in the rest area, signaling them to come over.

"What's the matter, Instructor Lin?" Lei Xi just asked, and the medical staff from Qingzhu's first team had already sent Disciple No. 7 away. The instructor who led the team did not follow, but only motioned for another male disciple with a slightly thinner physique to follow. The Creation Attribute Spirit Master who accompanied him next to the stretcher also increased his efforts to output spiritual power.

Ye Hengyuan and Xue Mengyi didn't say anything, and quickly ran to Instructor Lin.

"What's the matter, Instructor Lin?" Ye Hengyuan asked, "Is Junfeng's injury serious?"

Instructor Lin shook his head, motioned for Lei Xi to take the medical staff to send Fan Junfeng back to the lounge, and then turned around to face Ye Hengyuan and Xue Mengyi.

"You two know Fan Junfeng best, you really don't know, he has this ability?"

"Ah, the ability to condense wings, I don't know," Ye Hengyuan said, "Junfeng is a lone ranger, he has a very withdrawn personality, he usually doesn't have much contact with people, and we don't know him very well. ”

"Yes, we really don't know," Xue Mengyi said, "Teacher Lin, what's wrong?"

"You really don't know," Instructor Lin said word by word, holding his voice down to no less, "Did he use the Dark Poison?"

"What...... Uh......"

Xue Mengyi almost lost her voice in surprise. Ye Hengyuan quickly stretched out his hand and covered her mouth, not letting her scream.

Instructor Lin shook his head again, helped his glasses, and glanced at the passages on both sides. In the audience, the sound of chattering has already resounded. Even many spiritual masters with a little cultivation and wealthy people sitting on high-end seats began to discuss. The ability that Fan Junfeng showed in the end was too weird for a spirit master with a claw-thorn melee martial spirit. This is much more important than the outcome of the match, after all, it is not uncommon for both sides to lose or lose for a long time.

"Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's talk about it when the battle is over. Let's go back first. Let Wang He play and prepare for the next match. ”

"Teacher Lin......"

"It's okay," Instructor Lin shook his head and interrupted Ye Hengyuan's questioning, "Wang He's strength, you know better than me." Even if you really can't, it's nothing to lose a personal battle. It's a big deal, just fight for a draw. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Please send the next player from both teams to the court!" the fat referee announced back in the middle of the ring.

The chatter in the audience gradually subsided. Many spectators who supported the Cangling team clenched their fists and stared closely at the rest area of the Cangling team. Everyone knows that the current situation is already very unfavorable for the Cangling team, at least in individual battles. There is only one player left in the Cangling first team, and there are two more players in the Qingzhu first team.

"Wang He. ”

Instructor Lin walked up to Wang He, who had already finished his warm-up, raised his arm and patted him on the shoulder. His height is nearly a head shorter than Wang He, and in the eyes of outsiders, doing this action is called awkward.

"Come on. ”

"Thank you, Teacher Lin. Wang He nodded.

"With all my might. Frontal offense. Quick. ”

Ye Hengyuan, who was sitting back in his seat, suddenly opened his mouth. Except for Wang He and Xue Mengyi, no one noticed that his tone suddenly turned cold. In the middle of his mask, two turquoise eyes flickered several times like fireflies in the night sky.

"Understood. ”

Wang He nodded to Ye Hengyuan knowingly, and the corners of his mouth between the brown leather masks turned up slightly. He pinched his knuckles hard and strode towards the ring.

Instructor Lin didn't sit down immediately, but walked to the back of the rest area and whispered something to Lei Xi, who had just come out of the passage. Xue Mengyi quietly stretched out her right hand, stretched out her thumb and index finger, and gently twisted it on the back of Ye Hengyuan's hand.

"Uh......" Ye Hengyuan turned his head and stared at Xue Mengyi, "What are you doing?"

"Why did you suddenly cover my mouth just now?" Xue Mengyi said in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid of you......"

"Okay, Brother Hengyuan," Xue Mengyi whispered, "I know." I was just a reflex. ”

"Well," Ye Hengyuan nodded, turning his gaze back to the ring, "Is Wang He okay......?

"Anla," Xue Mengyi smiled, "He is the young master of the Xuanjia Sect, can't he beat the two ordinary disciples of the Qingzhu Gang? ”

On the side of Qingzhu's first team, the one on the field was a male disciple who was about the same as the seventh disciple. The only difference is that this person's hair is royal blue, not the cyan of disciple number seven.

"The Cangling team sent their last member, the 154612 cadet," the fat referee said, "He's an earth-attribute player. He is also a senior student of Cangling Academy. ”

In the civilian audience area, many viewers began to cheer loudly as soon as they saw Wang He's burly body. They believe that the last player to play must be a great one.

"Qingzhu's first team sent their third disciple. "The fat referee's introduction to the members of the Qingzhu team is still very simple, without even an additional explanation.

Disciple No. 3 was obviously not as calm as Disciple No. 7 just now, his eyes kept wandering to the left and right, and his whole body swayed back and forth to the left and right slightly. In his eyes, Wang He was like an indestructible rock, and he couldn't find a trace of weakness.

"Both sides release the martial spirit and the spirit circle!"

The momentum that emerged from the third disciple was stronger than that of the seventh disciple, but it was obviously empty and unstable. His spiritual power level is also a third-order level. Instead of a yellow light, a blue-green glow appeared on his hands.

In the next second, his momentum was completely suppressed by Wang He. The huge tiger-striped thorn shield emitted slow gravitational fluctuations towards the entire ring, and the nineteen white light spots on the three spirit circles flickered one after another. Quite a few viewers began to marvel. All the spectators who often come to the central stadium to watch the battle, there are few who don't know the direct disciples of the Xuanjia Sect and the several descendant martial spirits. But few people have ever seen this tiger striped armor shield.

"Game 3, begin!" the fat referee retreated to the edge of the ring.

As soon as the words fell, the third disciple immediately raised his hands and waved them to the left and right. A large net of blue threads appeared out of thin air above Wang He's head, enveloping his body