Chapter Seventy-Four. Artistically conducted

"These civilians don't seem to be the same."

In the forest.

Two squads are chasing and fleeing.

Those in front are on the run, and those in the back are chasing.

Among them, in the soul master team behind, a young man who was relatively simple in clothes suddenly spoke, and at the same time pointed to the backs of those civilian soul masters who were on the run, and analyzed to himself:

"They know what we want."

"We also know what they want."

"Points are a sought-after commodity, but if I am their captain, I will never flee with them, even if it is a desperate fight, it is better than running to the point where the soul power is exhausted at the end and is slaughtered by others."

"Moreover, there is a big gap between their soul power level and ours, and in the same environment, it must be us who will persist until the end."

As he spoke, the young man seemed to suddenly realize something, panicked, and suddenly stopped, and then persuaded a few frowning friends: "Don't chase it, I always feel like a trap!" ”

"Trap?"

A young girl stopped.

He glanced at his friend.

Then, he asked disdainfully: "Do you think that this group of civilian soul masters who want martial souls but no martial souls, and who want soul power levels but no soul power levels, have the ability to ambush us?" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter.

"Don't say there's only five of them."

"Even if there are ten or twenty of them, they will only be embarrassed to flee in front of us, you know, each of us has a second soul ring, and they have one less soul ring than us on average, even if we don't count the difference in soul power level, we don't need to be afraid of them, right?"

Another teenager in the squad sneered wantonly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed: "Those civilians are almost gone, time is pressing, can you chase after us, give us a happy word?" ”

No one realized that the encirclement had already begun.

Hearing all his friends say this, the young man who originally proposed not to chase after him also shook his mind.

At some point, the truth is indeed in the hands of a few, but there is no way for people who do not fit in to survive in this world, if there is only one person in the world, or only two, it is possible, but as long as there is a third person and more than a third person, the word "exclusion" will appear, and the word "isolation" will be derived.

The teenager did not want to be isolated.

Moreover, all are young people.

No one wants to be held back.

After thinking about it, he clapped his hands awkwardly:

"Scared by the civilians!"

"Chase!"

"Let's go!"

With that, the boy was ready to go.

But at this moment, a faint laughter came from nowhere......

"Let's go?"

"Where are we going?"

The owner of the laughter asked faintly.

At the same time, more than forty teenagers and girls summoned their martial souls one after another, walked out of the woods, and looked at this team of noble soul masters with ill intentions!

The faces of several aristocratic teenagers and girls have changed greatly!

Although they said before that they were very strong, and they could fight ten or twenty civilian soul masters when they joined forces, they were not yet at the point of being immune to the damage of soul skills, and more than forty civilian soul masters, each of whom put a soul skill, could give them a fire cover!

In the middle of the line, a young girl slowly raised her hand.

Several other teenagers and girls immediately understood.

Keeping his pace, he slowly stepped back.

If you can't beat it, you can only run.

What is a face?

If they were robbed of their points and didn't even enter the gate of Shrek Academy, not to mention how their parents would teach them a lesson when they went back, then their faces would be completely lost!

The kind that can't even hold up their heads in aristocratic circles!

After thinking about the pros and cons, he prepared to retreat.

It's just that......

"Think about defeat before you win."

"If it weren't for the scattered sand of the civilian soul master, and your soul power level was slightly higher, with your tactical literacy, you would have turned into a dry bone in front of the real master!"

So commented on the conductor, who had never been seen.

Then, his tone was suddenly cold, and he ordered: "All the fire departments have it, remote output, I want to see if they are afraid of us barefoot people who wear shoes, and dare to exchange injuries for injuries and lives with us!" ”

"Understand !!"

The sound of the answer was deafening.

made these aristocratic young girls feel timid.

At the same time, numerous attacks arose.

With overwhelming momentum, it smashed at them.

"Defense!"

"Who's in the defense department?"

"It's not a defensive system, but it's okay to have a defensive soul skill!"

I don't know who it was, and suddenly shouted such a voice, and the other noble boys and girls in the team also reacted, but they didn't find anyone with defensive soul skills, and for a while, they could only watch in despair as this overwhelming barrage smashed towards them.

"Take our soul skills and go up first!"

"Don't let these soul skills fall!"

The boy who had just proposed not to chase after him had an idea.

Subsequently, the first and second soul rings were two successively.

As soon as these words came out, they also instantly reminded the other members of this soul master team that under the crisis of life and death, these aristocratic teenagers and girls all showed unprecedented speed and released their respective soul skills.

Air-to-ground.

Earth-to-air.

A round of fire covered down......

On the side of the noble soul master, no one was seriously injured.

But......

"Second round of preparation!"

The faint voice sounded again.

The colorful brilliance reappeared.

There was fire, there was ice, there was thunder, there was rock.

Seeing this scene, the faces of these noble boys and girls turned blue, and they just glanced at each other, and shouted in unison:

"Surrender!"

"We surrender!"

Still, the light flickered.

It means that all kinds of soul skills are still being charged.

A terrible thought suddenly appeared in the minds of these aristocratic young girls, but they didn't have time to scold at this time, so they could only take out the signal flare and throw it into the sky without hesitation.

"Don't do it!"

"We're giving you points!"

"We voluntarily quit, don't do it!"

One of the aristocratic maidens had tears in her eyes.

All the civilian soul masters looked at the few signal flares for ascension with complicated expressions, but the soul skills at hand were still accumulating, which made these noble teenagers and girls look frightened.

"Score points on this."

A points card flew into the air.

With a "bang", it poked into the trunk of the tree.

These aristocratic teenagers and girls hurriedly rushed up, took down the score card, and then took out their respective score cards and turned the points around.

After the turn, he stood obediently in place.

"Are you afraid of death?"

A voice like a devil sounded again.

It's just that this time the tone was a little more playful.

Several aristocratic teenagers and girls glanced at each other.

Then, he said unevenly: "I'm afraid." ”

This is a person under the roof, and he has to bow his head!

Dying here, it makes sense to say that he was shot to death by a soul beast!

Anyway, it's impossible for Shrek to let family members come in to check!

To die is to die in vain!

The air seemed to be quiet suddenly, and the excited expressions of all the civilian soul masters were so cheerful and dripping at this moment!

It turns out that they will be afraid too!

It turns out that they are also human!

It turns out that they are not invincible either!

Many civilian soul masters couldn't help but sniff their noses, and it seemed that the sourness in their chests suddenly erupted.

"Stop."

So said the man who had never been seen.

Patches of brilliance suddenly vanished.

Several aristocratic teenagers and girls let out a sigh of relief.

Then, my head hurt, and my eyes went black.

Puff ......

Puff ......

Puff ......

A string of figures fell neatly.

Lin Chaoci slowly pinched the score card.

Lift it up to the sun.

Raise it in the sight of all civilian soul masters.

The tone is still so calm: "Now, are you willing to believe me?" ”

"Willing to !!"

It was like a tsunami of mountains and a tsunami.

Standing in the sun, the figure of the young man is like a god.