"Yo, you also bought bloodstones from our realm here?"

As soon as Meng Jing's eyes turned, he saw that there was a heavy fog on the big bloodstone placed in the First Academy.

Qingfeng sneered and said, "Since Sect Master Meng Jing is here, why don't we take a look together?" ”

Meng Jing looked at the mist and frowned slightly, but soon chuckled, and swaggered down in front of Qingfeng with the people of his Nine-Tails Sect, "Why not?" ”

The students of the First Academy had no intention of training today.

Only Ruan Qianyu did not show up.

Their eyes glared at Meng Jing angrily, as if they were about to breathe fire.

"Vice Dean Qingfeng, your students can't go on like this." Meng Jing preached from above: "How can you not afford to lose so much? Even if you lose, you have to lose with grace, don't you? ”

The students gritted their teeth.

Fang Zhuang wanted to scold even more, but was stopped by Xiao Qing next to him.

Xiao Qing seemed to be smiling, "Sect Master Meng Jing's words are too arbitrary, I hope that when you lose later, you will be able to afford to lose." ”

Meng Jing's eyes retracted very lightly.

There was disdain for ants in his voice.

"Wait until you become the head of the First Academy, and then come and talk to me."

Xiao Qing's slightly smiling cheeks made a crisp 'click'!

This dog thing!

That being said, all the students looked at Bloodstone with worried faces.

They didn't know that Yin Nian was coming.

In their eyes, it was Lao Wang who entered, and sneakily followed behind the Nine-Tails Sect, and then suddenly there was a heavy fog.

In the fog.

They can't see anything.

"If you don't have any thoughts, you must win." Fang Zhuang grabbed his hand tightly, "Golden Fire Cover, take down the Golden Fire Cover first!" ”

It's not just students watching.

The other spectators also bought bloodstones that could watch the sect competition.

Just like at the time of the House Championship, all the spectators were packed.

It's different from the previous high atmosphere.

This time all the spectators were quiet.

Everyone is holding their breath!

Bad start.

Several teams were closely watched by the people of the sect.

The old king seemed to want to do something, but suddenly there was a heavy fog, but he couldn't see what the hell he was doing.

The fog seems to have been caused by the old king.

And the atmosphere is the most stagnant and even murderous.

It's the front line!

At the very front of the major strongholds on the front line, there is a large piece of bloodstone.

Inside the bloodstone, it was also thick and filled, and the fog seemed to float out of the bloodstone and envelop their hearts.

Nguyen Qin is at the forefront of the border.

Luo Wushuang was covered in blood.

There were already knob-like golem heads stacked beneath her feet.

And next to the graduates, standing were countless sect disciples.

Their faces were soaked with sweat, and the number of golems they had killed was less than half that of the graduates.

Why?

They're wolves!

How could you not get these academy sheep when you were killing the enemy?

This is different from what the elders of the sect said to them.

They were terrified and angry in their hearts.

Cai is unwilling to admit defeat.

I simply put away my magic weapon.

Push the graduates of the academy forward.

"We're going to take a break."

"Your own borders, defend your own!"

Seeing the graduates turn around and glare at them.

They were weak in their hearts, but they said, "You can't keep the border by yourself, and you should be grateful if we came to help you, you know?" ”

After they finished speaking, they felt that this excuse was extremely embarrassing.

He simply moved his gaze to the bloodstone, trying to find a little confidence there.

"This bloodstone is quite intimate, but the fiasco will not affect your mood of killing the puppet monster after a while, right?"

When he said this.

It was as if two people had rushed out of the mist.

"Someone! Someone is out! ”

The sect disciples straightened their backs instantly, and their eyes widened nervously.

Even Luo Wushuang, who was still killing the puppet monsters, cast his gaze a little over.

The disciples of the sect don't have to do their best, but the graduates need to do their best.

They couldn't hold it anymore, but the disciples of the sect were always reluctant to come to rotate, so they could only grit their teeth and cut off a few more puppet heads.

Their eyes widened.

Beads of sweat and blood flowed into the sour eye sockets together, it must be someone from the First Academy!

It must be their people who rush out!

Everyone clenched their fists.

Can!

The next moment.

Two clear faces rested on the bloodstone.

Be...... Meng Haoye?

Meng Haoye's voice was still very clear.

"You come with me!" He pushed the Nine-Tailed Sect disciple who was still in the circle, "Let's go and light the golden fire cover!" No time! It's all a trick of the First Academy! ”

The shoulders of all the graduates collapsed at the same time, and it was as if all their strength was drained in an instant!

And the disciples of the sect cheered.

"Meng Haoye!"

"I knew it was Meng Haoye of the Nine-Tails Sect!"

"Great!"

"A little fog, can you trap him? Meng Haoye is one of the candidates for the future Young Sect Master of the Nine-Tailed Sect! ”

The sect's viewing field.

Countless shouts erupted in an instant!

"Good !!!!"

There was a dead silence in the academy spectators.

The eyes of the spectators bulged out, and the terrifying red blood was just like their unwilling mood at the moment.

I'm going to be bitten out of my teeth.

Sure enough, did you still lose?

Lao Wang's fog couldn't trap Meng Haoye, and it was all over.

"Hahahaha!" In the first academy, Meng Jing's wild laughter almost shook the entire playground!

"Good!"

He excitedly stood up from his position.

"Worthy of being my good son!"

"A little bit of what I was back then."

He was really full of praise for 'Meng Haoye'.

The students of the First Academy, as well as the students of the other Houses who were also watching the battle, were red-eyed.

"How...... How can I be so lucky. ”

"Don't be discouraged!"

Someone shouted, "We're not going to lose!" ”

"Yes!"

"Can't lose!"

Someone began to respond, but the sound sounded like a cat's meow.

Not much strength.

Because it's too heavy.

If they lose, the price they have to pay is too heavy.

Not only was it impossible to win the resources of the sect to make up for the cost deficit of letting the sect defend the border.

Even the resources that Ruan Qin took out to make bets couldn't get it back.

They had a grim face.

I feel like I'm going to be out of breath.

The word 'lose' is like a sharp sword hanging over their heads.

Feel free to fall down and cut their necks.

It's not that they can't afford to lose.

It's this game, you really can't lose!

Losing is the sad end of the graduate's injury and no cure.

How many more people will they die?

How many more people can die?

Everyone's bodies were shaking.

They watched as the fog continued.

Lao Wang was still in the fog.

And that Meng Haoye was finally in the frightened eyes of everyone.

Arrived at the location of the Golden Flame Cover!