An ice spear burst through the air and directly pierced Lin Xin's elemental fire shield.

More ice spears followed, followed by plasma pucks.

Lin Xin's eyes quickly poured out the ring of resistance fire to push the ice spear away, and at the same time released a rippling fire shield to resist the subsequent attack.

The second-order magic of the Ring of Resistance to Fire has changed greatly in Lin Xin's hands, in the physics teaching of Shengwei No. 12, Lin Xin has made the Ring of Resistance to Fire become as strong as rubber, and the ice spear can shatter ordinary elemental fire shields but cannot shatter the Ring of Resistance.

The Rippling Fire Shield adds a rippling effect of light to the elemental fire shield, and ordinary ice spears shatter when touched, while ice ball bombs are directly detonated.

The violent elemental fluctuations and the air in the arena were a little viscous, and Ling Xiao was already thinking about whether to wait for the end of the game to engrave a few magic arrays of Wind Spells and Purification Techniques here.

If the game of Broken Memories was a fierce clash of flesh, then the current game is a violent clash of elements!

And when Juanyi, Wang Yuanyuan, Bai Xiaomo, Chen Yinger, Ai Ying and Lin Xin took turns to play, the other demon hunting groups also had to take a serious look at the two demon hunting groups sitting together.

Young.

This is the first concept of these two demon hunting groups by a large number of handsome demon hunting groups.

Damn, this is a sergeant?!

When they saw the banner that had been erected, they were even more shocked.

What is the concept of sergeant, no more than twenty-five years old!

There are even fifty-two-year-old demon hunters in the handsome-level demon hunting group, and for the sixth-order powerhouses, being in their fifties is equivalent to being in their thirties, but no matter what kind of concept they look at, in front of them, the sergeant-level demon hunting group is a group of young people.

The work of this group of young people who are less than twenty-five is really unusual.

As for the two in the ring, although they both use low-level magic, their power is comparable to that of fourth- and fifth-order magic.

Lin Xin knew that it was not a way to fight like this, so he planned to make a last stand.

"Ai Ying, look back, there's something there!"

"Do you think I'm going to do this?!"

Ai Ying sneered and said nothing without looking back.

Lin Xin sighed, he really didn't lie, there was really a banner behind Ai Ying.

Lin Xin thought about it, forget it, if you look up and don't see you when you look down, it's really not good to be too stiff.

So he honestly consumed his spiritual power to the point where he was about to run out, and took the initiative to admit defeat and let the referee save him.

Ai Yingxiang was sweating and panting, and she had already taken out the magic energy crystal ball in her hand.

Although her cultivation is a little higher than Lin Xin's, she can't withstand the consumption caused by that level of indiscriminate bombardment.

But it's all worth it!

Knowing that Ai Ying saw the banner behind her.

The race continued, and the first round of the Sergeant No. 2 was over, leaving two players not to play.

And the competition of the general-level No. 21 Demon Hunting Group has just begun, Sima Xian, Yu Qiufeng, Han Yu, Sheng Cai'er and Long Haochen.

Ai Ying sat beside Zhao Kong with a calm face and continued to watch the game, calmly as if nothing had happened just now.

Zhao Kong looked at Li Wuzai and Broken Memories with a pleading look, but in exchange for only ignorance. ….

Zhao Kong: "The breath is shivering and cold, and the rest is forgotten."

The game continued, and soon it was Yang Wenzhao's turn to play, and Yang Wenzhao was now shushing beside Chen Yinger.

Li Wuzai felt very dissatisfied, how could this person have forgotten everything he had taught him in this time.

"Big brother! him!"

The dissatisfied Li Wuzai said to Sima Xian.

"That's right! Sima ~~ Brother ~~, come on~~*** him!

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Chen Ying'er also used the clip sound to cheer Sima Xian up, and it was the last sentence that made Sima Xian feel a little frightened.

This girl is not usually like this.

Yang Wenzhao: Me

Did you break the rules of heaven or what's wrong.....

Yes, the opponent of Sima Xian's next match is Yang Wenzhao.

"The two have a common name, a profession." The referee asked, as is customary. Ask about the profession in order to maintain the distance between the two sides at the beginning of the game.

"Knight."

"Pastor."

"Well, the knight and the priest are in a match, and the distance between the two sides is ...... Are you sure you're a priest, this demon hunter?"

Although there are a few more maverick demon hunters, but a demon hunter like Sima Xian, who can no longer be called a maverick, but goes against the sky, or the referee feels the cognitive impact.

Sima Xian's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed, this is the main hall of the priest's temple! Tiger face: "Why can't I be a priest?"

Rest area rostrum.

Ling Xiao almost lost a few of his beards.

The appearance of Li Wuzai made him see a new height of the upper limit of the profession of priest, and the appearance of Sima Xian made him see a new limit of what new tricks the profession of priest could come up with.

Wrong!

Ling Xiao suddenly remembered that there was a record in ancient books that there was once a kind of precept priest who focused on fighting, and it was said that the uniform shape of the precept priest in that era was all big shoulders and round waists, wearing heavy armor, and holding a giant fine iron cross.

During the battle, he opened the Holy Shield and the Divine Aura, and shouted, "Long live the Goddess of Light!" Then rush over and blast the enemy's head to make them feel the strength of their faith in a physical sense.

Ling Xiao glanced at Han Ci, who looked calm, as if he had already seen the surprise.

Ling smiled and said: "Yes, this little guy is a demon hunter, this year's demon hunting group competition is presided over by this old boy Han Ci, this scene must not be uncommon, this old thing is waiting to see my jokes, I can't be fooled." ，

Ling Xiao drank tea leisurely.

So Hantz couldn't sit still.

There are just three of them on the rostrum, and the three of them are old acquaintances, and they are not afraid of embarrassment and embarrassment when they open a barrier.

He was thinking about getting back to the field that day, why didn't this old thing react at all.

"Lao Ling." Han Ci deliberately asked, "What do you think of this Sima Immortal?"

"Yes, yes." Ling Xiao didn't move: "It just so happens that the lineage of our Priest Priest Temple Precept Priest is almost disappearing this year, and it is good to have an extra genius who takes the path of a Precept Priest."

[In other words, it is best to read aloud and listen to books at present, @@, install the latest version.] 】

"It won't heal, it's not a big problem, you can make up for it with equipment."

"This kid's innate spiritual power should not be low, I am going to wait for the end of the competition to accept him as a personal disciple, what's wrong, is there a problem?"

Hantz was about to say something, but Shadow quickly grabbed Hantz and told him to shut up.

"Let him take it."

Shadow Suifeng didn't know when he had covered himself with that black veil, at this moment Shadow Suifeng tried hard to suppress his laughter, in just a few seconds, Shadow Suifeng almost recalled the misfortunes he had encountered in his life, so he didn't laugh out loud.

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