The cyan water droplets blasted towards Wang He in an enveloping shape. Wang He withdrew the spiritual power that surrounded his body, and his body fell under the ring. The tiger-striped shield automatically widens and becomes a wall-like bow. The cyan droplets swelled suddenly, turning into walnut-sized droplets of cyan water, striking the surface of the shield with a series of crackling sounds. More than a dozen wisps of green smoke as thin as willow silk rose from the surface of the shield and immediately dissipated into the air. The surface of the barbed shield is still hard and smooth, showing no signs of corrosion.

Disciple No. 1 was suspended less than half a meter from the ring, his arms stretched forward, and his ten fingers kept moving, as if he was playing some kind of musical instrument. The water droplets that had been bounced off by the armor shield were shocked in all directions, but they did not shatter immediately, but shrunk back into water droplets after being shocked out, and then immediately turned around, falling in the direction of Wang He again in an irregular trajectory, looking like raindrops falling from the sky.

"It's not good," Instructor Lin's expression became ugly, "If you continue to fight like this, Wang He's spiritual power will definitely be exhausted within fifteen minutes." The previous series of confrontations had already consumed more than half of his spiritual power. This corrosive acid water is highly likely to cause damage to his martial spirit. ”

"No, Instructor Lin. ”

"Huh?" Instructor Lin turned his head and looked at Xue Mengyi. Ye Hengyuan's eyes sitting beside her suddenly blinked several times in a row, and the fingers of his hands on his knees were also moving. Under his eyes, there seemed to be two indistinguishable rays of light.

"What she uses is only the most rudimentary move in the sour water," Xue Mengyi said, "With her current cultivation, she can only use this kind of rudimentary move." It was also difficult for her to do much harm to Wang He. She did this just to delay time and save spiritual power. ”

"What?" Instructor Lin didn't believe it, "Can you be sure?" Sour water used to be one of the forbidden techniques officially announced by the Cangling Kingdom, and it wasn't lifted until fifteen years ago. It is too powerful and more corrosive than many dark and thunder moves. Those who really understand it and can fully grasp it may only be a few disciples of the Qingzhu Gang......"

"I understand," Xue Mengyi nodded, "There is a book in my family, which is an introduction to more than a dozen martial arts moves that are rare on the mainland, including sour water. If you want to cultivate it, you must have excellent talent and excellent elemental control ability, as well as a certain elemental transformation ability. Even a peerless genius, before the third and fifth levels, could only master this basic move, and it was difficult to apply it completely freely. ”

The expression on Instructor Lin's face slowed down a lot. He turned his head back and looked into the ring. Wang He didn't attack again, but just stopped where he was, using his twin shield clones, completely relying on his spiritual power and mind* to resist the attack of the sour water beads. On the ground of the ring under his feet, a circle of earthy yellow spiritual power fluctuations gradually took shape, looking like a cloud of mud. After being promoted to the third order, his double-shield clone was already able to create a clone with sixty percent of the power of the body. Each impact of the sour beads could stir up a puff of green smoke, but it did not do any damage to the Tiger Stabbed Shield.

Disciple No. 1 on the other side also seemed to have stopped all movements—except for those in his hands. On the Qinghai treasure chain on her chest, the light of the Canghai Stone changed color, turning into a spiral of blue and white bichromatic light, blue light on the outer layer and white light on the inner layer. Behind her, a fist-sized pale blue funnel-shaped vortex was slowly turning. At its edges, a few faint threads of blue light are turning into blue droplets, merging into it.

The civilian audience, who had been shouting and cheering loudly, gradually calmed down and sat back in their chairs, many of whom showed disappointed expressions. The vast majority of civilian viewers are just thrill-seeking, and don't like the dull and rigid tug-of-war. The atmosphere in the entire venue suddenly became a lot colder. Only a few spirit masters with slightly higher cultivation levels can see that both sides are now trying to save spiritual power as much as possible, and even try to recover and replenish spiritual power, and wait for the opponent to reveal their flaws and take the opportunity to attack. They could also see that Wang He's consumption must be more than that of the No. 1 disciple. If this is not the case, he will definitely attack with all his strength without stopping, and will never give his opponent a chance to rest and recover. And because his own spiritual power level is slightly weaker than that of his opponent, and the difference between the martial spirit grades of the two sides is not large, he can't use the power of tiger stripes now, even if he just suppresses it. If you use it, it may backfire, and it may even reveal flaws. Once he showed his flaws, those dozens of inconspicuous droplets of acid could be devastating.

The two tiger-striped thorn shields spat spikes into the air in turn, and from time to time a few fist-sized mud balls erupted from the ground of the ring. Disciple One kept moving to the left and right, dodging these covering attacks. Beads of sour water shattered again and again under these attacks, but each time they shattered and re-formed, never dissipating.

In the rest area, the instructor of Qingzhu's first team beckoned the disciples to gather around him and began to arrange the tactics of team battle. But the disciples who gathered around him were not four, but three. There was a female disciple who sat on a chair and didn't move. On the side of Cangling's first team, Instructor Lin also began to instruct Zhang Yuxuan and Liu Huiran.

After a long time, a figure suddenly stood in the VIP box, the box with a faint blue light. This figure is very blurry, just a dark blue shadow close to black, not only can I not see the face clearly, but even the body shape is difficult to see clearly, I can only see that he is a man. He got up from his seat and left the box.

On the other side, at the entrances of the two passages in the general audience area, two figures also flashed. A golden figure, a turquoise figure. No one noticed them.

"There's only one minute left!" the fat referee announced in a loud voice.

As soon as the words fell, the earthy yellow spiritual power circle under Wang He's feet suddenly spread, spreading to the entire ring, dyeing the surface of the entire ring to earthy yellow. The huge gravity aura appeared above Disciple No. 1 again, releasing a gravity wave from top to bottom, pulling Disciple No. 1's body downward.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With three loud explosions, three pillars of brown mud with the thickness of the trunks of the towering trees rose into the sky, attacking Disciple No. 1 from three directions. Disciple No. 1 just folded his hands and released a layer of waterball-shaped ocean-blue shield to cover her body. The dozens of sour water balls that originally attacked Wang He all disappeared.

"She's retaining her strength," Instructor Lin said, "and she's less than half of her consumption." She will definitely play again in the next team battles. You have to be careful. ”

The water balloon-like protective shield was pushed in three directions by the impact of the mud column, but it was not deformed at all, let alone damaged. Several streams of mud flew everywhere, staining the surface of the ring and staining the protective shield released by the staff on the sidelines. The blue light on the shield became clearer and clearer.

Wang He was like a wild bull, holding the thorn shield with both hands, and rushed straight towards the protective shield that fell to the ground. The two shields grew larger again, changing from oval to trapezoidal at the top and narrow at the bottom, clinging to the ground, making a sharp grinding sound, interspersed with intermittent muffled tiger roars.

Two barbed shields slammed into the surface of the shield. Countless spikes stabbed the shield, but it could only be slightly dented, and it could not be pierced. A brighter layer of cyan light radiated from it.

Reddish-brown and turquoise, brute force and dexterity. Two different colors of spiritual power fluctuations, two completely different tactics.

Time is running out. The momentum of the two of them has not weakened in the slightest, and neither of them has been able to take advantage of anyone.

"Stop!"

The fat referee raised his right hand and shouted to stop. With the wave of his right arm, a dark blue wall of light appeared out of thin air, instantly separating Wang He and Disciple No. 1.

The two of them retracted their martial spirits and all their spiritual power at the same time. All the water droplets, mud, and stones that were transformed into pure spiritual energy were all re-transformed into pure spiritual energy and disappeared. The ring went back to its original state.

"The time has come!" the fat referee strode towards the center of the ring, "The two sides failed to tell the winner! This game is a draw!

The eight Demon Spirit Guide Lamps above the ceiling all cast their lights towards the center of the ring. The audience became noisy, with applause, screams and discussions.

"Concession. Wang He took the lead in saluting Disciple No. 1.

Disciple No. 1 smiled faintly and returned the salute. Under the head-on reflection of the demon spirit guide lamp, her smile appeared softer. When she had finished saluting, she turned around and walked slowly towards the rest area.

"Now it's halftime for the break!" the fat referee returned to the edge of the ring, holding a megaphone, "Please hurry up and go to the toilet and have a snack! Twenty minutes later, the team battle begins!"

"Poof—"

In the audience, a large group of the audience leaned back and laughed, and a small number of audience members even spit out the water they drank into their mouths. In the rest area of the Cangling team, several students who didn't play couldn't help but be happy. The fat referee was still confused, not realizing that he had said something very inappropriate.

"Wang He! Wang He! How do you feel?"

Ye Hengyuan didn't feel like laughing at all. When Wang He returned to the rest area, he was the first to get up from his chair and ask about the situation. Immediately afterwards, Xue Mengyi and Liu Huiran also stood up and surrounded Wang He.

"It's not very good," Wang He took the big towel handed over by Ye Hengyuan, wiped his sweat vigorously, and shook his head, "Her attack power is not strong, but her control and endurance of the elements are very strong, and she must be the top in the third-order and fourth-order level." If I keep fighting, I will be the one who loses. Even if I didn't consume at all, I wouldn't necessarily be able to win against her. ”