"Mom, that person has a lot of breath like you......" Sugar Candy's eyes narrowed slightly, smiling at Jialan.

"Yes, he's my half-brother, and you should call him uncle in terms of seniority. But ......," Jialan said with a low brow.

"But Mommy doesn't like him, does she?"

Jialan was stunned for a moment and said, "How does Tangtang know about Lu Dao? This person has always been bad to her mother when she was sick. ”

Tangtang tilted her little head, her chubby face was attached to Jialan's face, and she said softly, "Does Mom want him to make a fool of himself?"

Jialan looked at Sugar Candy's gaze, thought for a moment, and said, "Sugar Candy, I don't know if you have any way to make him ugly, but it's best not to do it." ”

"Huh?" Sugar Candy was slightly disappointed, "for what?"

Jialan hugged Tangtang and said softly: "Because my mother believes that she will be able to defeat him now, then naturally I don't need my baby daughter to make a move." ”

When Tangtang heard this, she also laughed with Jialan and snuggled up to Jialan's shoulder. What Jialan didn't know was that the purple shadow at Tangtang's feet had slowly disappeared.

On the other side of the stage is the academy of the Northern Wasteland Academy, this person is tall and big, although he is not as good as a few big men who fought with Yansha, but he is only slightly inferior. A sturdy body of muscles showed its resolute lines through the thin leather armor.

"Level 27 Fire Attribute Warrior, Jiaqing. The young master of the partial room showed arrogance in his eyes, took the lead in introducing himself, and made a "please" gesture with one hand.

"Level 28 Wood Attribute Warrior, Ice Pony. The strong man's fierce appearance did not have the slightest barbaric atmosphere, but was very gentlemanly, and he nodded lightly.

A black-robed referee flew between the two and tossed his red handkerchief high in the air, which fluttered down like a maple leaf falling in autumn, while the referee flew into the air to watch the match between the two.

The moment the handkerchief landed, Jiaqing reacted extremely quickly, moved first, and summoned two swords in his hand. The sword glowed with a faint red light, and it was obviously a bronze-level weapon.

Jiaqing's twin swords flew quickly in front of the other party, and the fire attribute fighting qi carried on the swords formed red bands of light in the air, which was very beautiful.

The audience in the auditorium has been conquered by this fancy skill, and the bands of light have formed a pattern of fiery red plum blossoms, although fleeting, but extremely gorgeous.

The ice horse didn't move at this time, but just released a green fighting energy. Because the defensive ability of the wood attribute is the strongest, but the weakness is the attack, so it is the idea of the ice horse at this time to respond to all changes with the same.

Seeing that the enemy did not move, and had no intention of dodging, Jiaqing simply raised his fighting spirit, injected his fighting energy into the tip of the sword, and stabbed at the ice horse with all his strength. "Poof!", the tip of the sword stabbed into the shoulder of the ice pony, much to the surprise of everyone present.

Jiaqing showed an excited look on his face, such a wood-attribute defense was so vulnerable, and he was about to pull out his sword, ready to aim at the vital part and stab the opponent again. But he didn't get his wish despite all his efforts, and the sword with the spirit of fire was actually pierced into the body of the ice horse, and he didn't understand how to move, as if he was one with the ice horse.

"What's going on?" Jiaqing blurted out.

"Your fighting spirit is good, but you are too light. Bing Ju still had a cold face, and with a slight flick, the sword was thrown out of the ring. The rules stipulate that no person or object other than the ring can return to the ring. There is undoubtedly only one sword left in Jiaqing's current life.

"Don't be rampant, Lao Tzu still has a sword!" Jiaqing's sword swung again, in the void and reality, a sword seemed to turn into many swords, quickly piercing around the body of the ice horse like a meteor, although there was a dense wooden fighting qi body, but such a fast attack, or let more and more small scars gradually appear on his body, although each place is not deep, but everywhere there is blood.

"Okay, I won't play with you. The ice horse shouted angrily, and the wood fighting qi suddenly swelled, and even turned into an entity. Many wooden stakes appeared out of thin air in the ring, as if they were drilled out of the granite floor of the ring, so that Jiaqing had to keep jumping to avoid the sudden appearance of the wooden stakes.

"Damn, what is this?" Jiaqing shouted angrily.

Jiaqing's agile figure dodged between the stakes, but the ice pony obviously didn't have such patience and shouted, "Stake array!" All the stakes seemed to have spirits, squeezing each other frantically. The thick wooden stakes at the mouth of the bowl squeezed back and forth, so that Jiaqing had nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, and could only jump back and forth in the narrow gap between the irregularly squeezed wooden stakes like a clown jumping beam, looking very embarrassed.

After all, the strength of a fire-attribute warrior is attack, especially a single-point attack, but at this time, the powerful attack power does not play a role at all, because it is really difficult to distract from the attack when you are too busy to take care of yourself.

Jiaqing really had no choice but to summon the sword again, slashing at the stakes that came from different directions, and after cutting one, countless stakes continued to attack, and it was a little difficult to parry.

"The amount of fighting energy of this ice horse is amazing!" Jialan said to herself, looking down.

"Isn't it embarrassing to compare with you?" Long Kun sneered: "Others don't know what level you are, we have cooperated together countless times, and I still know the way." ”

"What do you know?" said Jialan, who actually laughed.

"Zhilu said that the most terrifying thing about you is not attributes, nor is it magic power. Long Kun said with a smile.

"What is that?" Jialan was startled, could it be that this man knew that he was a soul that had crossed over?

"The most terrifying thing about you is your beauty......" Long Kun whispered in Jialan's ear.

Finally, three wooden stakes squeezed the somewhat panting Jiaqing in the middle, making him unable to move. The fiery red fighting spirit was constantly scorching the wooden stakes, although they were already a little scorched, and even the smell of coke had spread, but the three wooden stakes were still like prisons, clamping down on the enemy.

"Do you throw in the towel?" said the ice pony.

"Admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Jiaqing obviously felt that the stake was squeezing tighter and tighter at this time, and it seemed that if he tried harder, he would be in danger of dying.

The referee floated down and said loudly: "In the first game, the North Wasteland team won!"

"Breaking the sky, your family is getting more and more out of luck, and you actually sent a coward who admitted defeat soon after he came on the field. A blonde old man next to Jia Potian said.

Jiapotian's face was pale, and he didn't pay attention to the sarcasm of others.

"Oh, sure enough, it's not okay without her! Since she disappeared, your Jia family has plummeted. The old blond man continued.

Jia Potian sighed in a low voice, revealing a helpless expression. Now not only is she gone, but her daughter has also been taken away, and now she doesn't know where. Why is my Jia family so unlucky!