"I said, Sister Hui!" Wang Yangming finally couldn't help it.

"What's the matter!Xiao Ming!" Since Wang Yangming said very undisciplined last night that he wanted to mess with himself, Nalan Hui unceremoniously kicked his nose on his face and changed his name.

"Sister Hui, look, are you uncomfortable today!" Wang Yangming said with a concerned face: "The wind was so strong last night, did you have a headache, brain fever and runny nose?"

Seeing Nalan Hui looking at himself suspiciously, Wang Yangming asked without any embarrassment: "Or, is your eldest aunt here?"

"Die!" Nalan Hui slapped Wang Yangming with a crimson face. "Dead Xiao Ming, talk about people, what do you want to say?"

"That...... Wang Yangming looked at this tenacious sister paper, knowing that she couldn't understand it, so she had to say truthfully: "Do you know who your opponent is today!"

"I know, Chu Xiong's big guy!" Nalan Hui didn't feel anything wrong at all, "I still want to compare with him to see if his domineering fist is powerful, or my broken jade palm is stronger!"

Wang Yangming's head was full of cold sweat, are you Chu Xiong the personal trainer you invited from your family?

After learning about the tragic battle between Zhang Fan and Chu Xiong yesterday, Wang Yangming has been worried about Nalan Hui's natural nerd. If she provoked Chu Xiong on stage, that barbarian would not pity Xiang Xiang and cherish the jade. If you can't do it well, beat this eldest lady out of a three-long and two-short, and his father will probably come to dismantle the War Dragon Academy!

I want the terrifying background behind Nalan Hui...... Wang Yangming couldn't help but shudder.

"Nalan Hui, I'll tell you well!" Wang Yangming said solemnly: "Chu Xiong, you can't beat you at all, don't go up to find death! In case you are injured, my brother will have to carry you to the hospital! I think it's better for you not to go to the game!"

"En......" Nalan Hui put a finger against her chin, as if she was deep in thought.

Wang Yangming was overjoyed, it seems that this girl still knows the severity, it would be best if she could take the initiative to give up the game.

"So......" Nalan Hui seemed to have figured something out: "Are you worried about me now!!"

Nalan Hui's eyes widened happily, her eyes were full of shining stars, and she was overjoyed to finally get Wang Yangming's positive attention.

This stinky boy has obviously been playing well with me since he was a child, but since 10 years ago, he seems to have changed as a person, and he ignores others. Now finally, he began to care about me again, and Nalan Hui's whole person was about to float with joy.

And Wang Yangming really wanted to take down the black line on his head at this moment and tie up Nalan Hui......

I can't figure out the point at all!

With his 8th-order strength, he should not be completely powerless to fight back against Shang Chuxiong, and when the time comes, the big deal is that the brother rushes up and throws the white towel and surrenders. Chu Xiong shouldn't be doing anything to a girl......

The two of them smiled with one eyebrow, and the other walked into the competition venue dejectedly.

The Round of 8 in Year 3 is divided into four matches, and these four matches are played sequentially in the morning. In the afternoon, the quarterfinals of the fourth grade will be held.

At the same time, the competition venue was also moved to the indoor arena of the academy, and the arena that can accommodate 1,000 people was already full, and the black crowd exuded a noisy sound, just waiting for the start of the exciting game.

On the rostrum, President Gu Changfeng sat in the center, with Dean Fei Zhong on the left and Vice President Li Hong on the right. When it came to such an important game as the top 8, the school leaders naturally attended and watched.

Wang Yangming and Nalan Hui were in the waiting area of the players closest to the ring, and naturally there were several other players who were also waiting.

Murong Hua and Chu Xiong stood in two corners of the waiting area separately because of Zhang Fan's serious injury yesterday. Murong Hua, who had always been approachable, seemed to be in a bad mood, he leaned against the wall alone, and his eyes that shook Chu Xiong from time to time revealed a strong battle intent.

Chu Xiong sat on a chair with a golden sword, the wide student uniform was draped behind him like a cloak, and a tight-fitting combat vest inside was wrapped in explosive muscles, like a fierce lion, napping with his eyes closed.

Ai Yufei was sitting not far from Murong Hua, at this moment, in addition to glancing at her sweetheart with concern from time to time, she spent more time meditating and resting, preparing for the battle with the big dark horse Wang Yangming.

As for the contestant named Xianshi, he looked relaxed and wandered around the rest area. In fact, the same is true for others, anyway, there is no chance of winning against Murong Hua, what can he do.

I heard that after losing, you can still ask for Murong's autograph...... If I can get one, there will be a lot of female classmates coming to the door. This man who has no temperance thinks beautifully......

And at this moment, the sound of the beginning of the first game sounded. Everyone's focus instantly turned to the two figures in the middle of the ring.

Mowgli in white!

and another 8th-order spirit who is ranked 8th on the Battle Dragon List, Bao Mian!

Bao Mian's spiritual power level has always been obvious to all in the third grade, except for Ai Yufei, who can almost be proud of the third grade.

The person in front of him was called Bai Wuji, he had never heard of it before, and he was actually a ninth-order spirit master! When Bao Mian learned the opponent's information for the first time, he couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake!

But when he stood opposite Bai Wuji, he no longer had the slightest doubt about the other party's strength.

One of the most important abilities of the spirit is perception, standing opposite Bai Wuji at close range, and when the other party did not deliberately suppress the fluctuation of spiritual power, Bao Mian just glanced at the other party's empty eyes, and a sense of oppression that penetrated deep into the bone marrow instantly made him break out in a cold sweat.

What kind of eyes are they! I don't feel the slightest human emotion in them, and there is only a cold killing intent. The feeling of being watched by him is like a white imperial cobra in front of you, spitting bright red apricots, so cold and quiet, but as long as it is happy, it can give you a fatal blow at any time.

This kind of terrifying spiritual power fluctuation is definitely the strength of a 9th-order spirit master. Even, Bao Mian wondered if a bronze-level spirit on the other side had come here to find his own happiness.

Forget it, no matter, when you come to this point, how can you just give up like this!

Bao Mian pulled out 4 black handles from his waist, and as the power of genes on his hands began to gather and inject, the upper parts of the 4 handles stretched out with milky white sharp light, and 4 sharp sharp chills began to spread on the stage.

Genetic Power Weapon!

This era is already an era of transition between genetic power weapons and traditional weapons!

Many basic warriors with low genetic power are still based on traditional metal weapons and gunpowder firearms, while those with strong genetic power have begun to use special methods to condense genetic power and develop genetic weapons and genetic firearms.

And Bao Mian's four fighting light thorns are genetic weapons formed by the infusion and condensation of the power of his own genes, even if they encounter the strongest ether alloy of this era, they are as crisp as cutting tofu!

I saw Bao Mian gently let go of his hands, and the 4 military thorns seemed to be being held by someone, quietly suspended in the air.

Yes, this is how the spirits who have not broken through the bronze rank fight, and the object will hurt the enemy!

Because they can't turn on advanced DNA fragments yet, and they can't comprehend the power of the elements, the spirits in the basic stage are all controlling their own weapons to attack the enemy remotely.

Of course, if the spirit is against a fighter-type enemy, it will not be so simple, and the average spirit will strengthen some of their physical strength in the basic stage, before the DNA enhancement has not yet conflicted, and will also do targeted training for speed and reaction. In this way, the fighter-type enemy will not be completely unable to parry even after getting close.

Just like Ai Yufei, in addition to being a 9th-order basic spirit master, he is also a 3rd-order basic fighter.

However, as a spirit being, his body could only be strengthened to the 9th level of the foundation at most, and then he would touch the iron law that the law body could not be dual-cultivated. But for the spirit person, the physical strength of the basic 9th level is enough, because the higher level spirit person naturally has various means to improve his survivability.

But the civil war between the spirits will become relatively simple, especially the competition between the basic spirits is often extremely boring, nothing more than the suppression of spiritual power and dodging the opponent's flying weapons.

At this moment, the four military thorns controlled by Bao Mian had already rushed towards Bai Wuji, and under the control of Bao Mian's powerful spiritual energy, they were like four black lightning bolts, dragging black shadows, and they were inserted into Bai Wuji's forehead, chest, lower abdomen and lower limbs in several vital places!

And Bai Wuji seemed to be still flustering at this moment! At this moment, there was indeed a problem that was deeply bothering him