"In the fourth round, Ling Feng won!"

Listening to the referee's announcement of the results of the game, Pang Bai's eyes couldn't help but turn to the Ling Feng waiting area, staring at Jiang Yifan:

"Gravity magnetic field, metal simulation, and overspeed conduction, these skills that only gold-based demon spirits can master, he actually used them all."

"I don't know how to do it, but if all the gold skills can be used at will, then the way is too wild..."

"With Ling Feng's previous level of joint attack, it can only be said that it is not bad, but it is enough to see in the qualifiers, and the qualifiers will be unpopular, and as for the national competition, it is not on the table at all."

"But after he joined, he directly raised the team's joint attack power to a level between the qualifiers and the national competition."

"And not only that, it seems that there are still many changes in that 'Bagua Array' that have not yet been shown, and there should be more possibilities in the future..."

"Obviously, he is just from an ordinary family, but he beat a group of elite college students and won the first place in this year's Minfu Province 'City Treasure Hunt', and in just a few months, he has raised the demon spirit to the level of a soldier, and may even have mastered an unknown high-level secret skill..."

"Don't you dare to write that, do you?"

Pang Bai, who felt a bit like he was dreaming, couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyebrows, "It seems that the potential value of 9 stars for him was a bit low before..."

After thinking about it, he felt that his assessment was not wrong: "No, it can't be counted like this, after all, my evaluation report is only for the performance of the players in the 'National High School Martial Arts League', not the future development of the Demon Envoy." ”

"When the competition system is changed later, the martial arts league is the world of the children of the family, even those civilian children who were known as geniuses in the past, it is estimated that they can only be dusty and bleak."

"But with Jiang Yifan's terrifying growth momentum, if he survives until the third year of high school next year, he may be able to shine and occupy a place, right?"

"Unfortunately, this year's competition should end here."

Pang Bai raised his head and looked at Duanmu Hao, who slowly got up and went on the field, "After all..."

"The opponent in this round is the real overlord of the Hongquan City Budget Competition..."

...

"You may think that the school leaders don't let you take the position of captain, not because of your own lack of ability, but because of my family's face."

Looking at Zhong Yang, who was supporting each other with the Yinxuan Battle Spirit and limping off the field, Duanmu Hao said lightly, "But in the next game, I will convince you." As for whether you stay in the team after that, I don't care.

After all, with your strength, it is not enough to put it in the national competition, I didn't put you into the team before, it was just for the face of your Zhong family.

So I suggest that when you come home today, thank your father, who has collaborated with my father on many projects just to ask me to take care of you. ”

“... You are so proud here, do you really think that the opposite side is mud and can make you wear four? ”

Zhong Yang, whose face was extremely ugly, gritted his teeth without looking back and said, "And I have never been taken care of by you!" ”

"Hehe, a thorn like you, if it were someone else, I would have let him go."

Duanmu Hao sneered, "Obviously sitting on unimaginable resources for civilians, but only to this extent, I really don't know what you're crazy about." ”

Zhong Yang wanted to argue something more, but because the referee was already signaling with his eyes, he had no choice but to watch the game angrily.

"Dude, your demon is cool."

Lei Yao, who was still in the form of a werewolf, scratched his furry chin with his paws, "Let me guess, did you name it 'Belusai Babu'?" ”

[Dream Angel, B+ Rank Netherworld Spirit]

[The aggregate of human emotional energy, regardless of gender, has a humanoid appearance, has illusory vague facial features, and due to the trajectory of energy escape and interaction around the body, it forms a shape similar to wings, hence the name 'angel'.

Regarding the division of 'angelic' spirits, they can be simply divided into two categories: 'lucky angels' and 'bad angels' according to both positive and negative emotions.

As a result, angelic spirits can often be judged by the prefix of their names.

For example, the 'Angel of Nightmares' has the racial ability to arouse negative emotions in opponents through dreams. 】

[Its pre-set and evolutionary forms are the C+-level 'Doom Angel' and the A+-level 'Dream Seraped Fallen Angel']

"Your strength is good, but it's a pity that your brain is not very good, otherwise I might consider inviting you to play in Yanings."

Duanmu Hao did not answer his question, but made a pertinent assessment.

"Clams? You say my brain is not good? ”

Lei Yao's two wolf paws crossed his waist angrily, "To tell you the truth, I've been having headaches lately, which is a sign of brain development!" ”

Duanmu Hao didn't speak, just shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

'Bang! ’

Lei Yao wanted to say something more, but the starting gun went off.

'Hmmm'

Although he was still chatting a second, as soon as the starting gun sounded, he quickly entered the state and sprang out like a wild horse.

It is the same as when he defeated Zhong Yang in the previous round, and it is directly a three-move joint attack of 'Thunder Attack' + 'Wind Trap' + 'Overspeed Conduction'.

Watching this massive blow, the audience on the sidelines was ready to cheer.

But Duanmu Hao calmly raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's too naïve to want to defeat different enemies with the same moves." ”

I saw that the 'Angel of Misfortune' quickly dodged in front of him, and after the head that had been peaceful for many years was suddenly raised high, it was as hideous as a midnight terror, and its wide open mouth let out a sharp whistling sound that was harsher than metal friction:

"Ah!!!!h

[Netherworld Skill, Horror Howl!] 】

[Use the energy of the underworld to attack with a terrifying and piercing howl.] 】

Transparent sound waves erupted, confronting the incoming blazing lightning.

The two are intertwined, they disappear from each other, and finally they disperse together.

Lei Yao, who was in the center of the attack and confrontation, fell from the air unsteadily due to the considerable impact force he had withdrew.

'Hum-'

But at this moment, Duanmu Hao raised his hand and held it forward, and a gray-black big bow that exuded a dark aura appeared in his hand out of thin air.

[Psychic Skill, Constitution Sharing, Nightmare Trance Arrow!] 】

[The racial ability of the 'Angel of Dreams' can evoke the images that the attacked person does not want to remember in the depths of his heart, and if he is not strong enough, he will lose the will to fight.] 】

'Woo-'

Duanmu Hao pulls the bowstring in an extremely standard posture and shoots the arrow.

The tail of the arrow dragged a gray mist in mid-air, and shot it accurately into Lei Yao's chest...