The next day, the playing field. Xu Mo and his party arrived early, and the first class in the afternoon had not yet ended, obviously, they skipped class. When Xu Luo and the three of them rushed to the competition venue, Xu Mo called out in a strange way: "Fifth brother, you are a little slow, are you afraid of us? Don't worry, for the sake of my own brothers, I will let you lose a little better." ”

Xu Luo had a dark face and did not speak. Jian Buting noticed that her sister also set her eyes on herself, burying her head low.

And as soon as the six people stepped onto the playing field, the audience exploded.

"Mo Shao, let the torture angel reappear!"

"Great Emmer!"

"Micro goddess, kill them elegantly!"

Xu Mo and Jian Luowei's support group cheered them on loudly. Xu Luo and Jian Buting's faces were even worse.

"Game on!" ordered the black-clad referee.

Jian Luowei quickly released more than a dozen blue magic patterns, raising Xu Mo and Xu Jing's state to the peak at once. The strength of the angels summoned by the two of them was three percent stronger.

Xu Luo summoned a black and white long sword, and the black sword qi continued to swing out, but he could never cut through the protective enchantment under Jian Luo's microcloth. Jian Buting's condition was not much better. Bai Bingyao stood still all the time, looking indifferently at the three high-spirited people opposite.

"Surrender!" Xu Mo roared, and the dark angel holding the black giant sword gathered his wings and swooped down suddenly, the blade of the sword pointed directly at Xu Luo!

A purple pattern that flew out of nowhere struck the dark angel in midair, freezing it violently.

Xu Jing saw that the situation was not good, and the Angel of Light also swooped down in an instant, and a terrifying white light flashed on the blade of the sword.

Xu Luobu lowered layer after layer of protective barriers, but to no avail. Jian Buying also gave him several bubble shields, but they could only block the Angel of Light for a moment.

"Get out of the way! Winter Domain!" Bai Bingyao pointed to the sky, and the bright red magic pattern flew out, expanding and expanding above Bai Bingyao's head, and with Bai Bingyao's order, three extremely cold blue lights shot at Xu Mo and the three of them respectively.

Xu Mo and the others were not weak, and the three of them all dodged the blue light, but the extremely cold aura still interfered with the convergence of their spiritual power.

The ice wings unfolded, Bai Bingyao flew into the air, her expression was indifferent, as if she had an aura of calling for wind and rain, and the aurora, blizzard, and cold current attacked Xu Mo and the three of them wave after wave under her control.

"Divine Domain!" Jian Luowei's eyebrows suddenly appeared a flickering water droplet mark, and a huge twilight water divine official descended, and the water-blue realm confronted Bai Bingyao's "Winter Domain".

In Jian Luowei's realm, Xu Mo and Xu Jing were both hurrying to gather spiritual power, their fingers interlocked, and the black and milky white spiritual power was released, and they began to blend, obviously summoning and killing angels!

Xu Luo's white sword flew out, and more than a dozen attack patterns were attached to the sword in one go, which was enough to interrupt Xu Mo and Xu Jing's spell casting.

Jian Luo saw that the situation was not good, and made a move to block the white sword, just like that, she was distracted all of a sudden, and the domain of the divine officer was suddenly broken by Bai Bingyao, and a beam of cold light froze her into an ice sculpture.

Xu Luo once again gathered good spiritual power, used the strongest magic pattern, and swung his sword to slash at Xu Jing.

But, it's too late.

At the same second, a huge angel descended, directly blocking Xu Luo's sword qi, and directly shocking Xu Luo as soon as he landed.

The angel has short lilac hair, his wings are different from the snow-white color of Xu Luo's Chaos Angel, his white robe is also spotless, and his face with perfect makeup has an almost distorted smile, which makes people shudder.

Xu Jing fainted to the ground due to the overdraft of spiritual power.

That's enough, though. The strength of a third-order torture angel is already equivalent to that of a fifth-order spirit pattern master.

Xu Mo's spiritual power was also not much left, he could only simply manipulate the torture and killing angels, and he could easily cut through Xu Luo's clothes with a few sword qi casually, leaving a lot of scars.

Xu Luo was powerless to resist, his body was covered in dust and scars, and he had to struggle to dodge the attack of the torture angel.

Suddenly, a sharp and beautiful singing voice sounded.

Jian Buting!

Bai Bingyao was standing behind her, her hand on her shoulder, and the spiritual power was continuously transmitted to her. Bai Bingyao had already done her best to suppress the power of the extreme cold, supporting Jian Buting to sing the voice of the Siren.

Jian Buting's spirit pattern attribute has evolved! After absorbing the power of extreme cold, she is no longer a small water demon, but a kraken singer who swims in the cold seabed.

Xu Mo was obviously affected, and the torture angel suddenly froze in place.

In an instant, the cold aura condensed into a huge ice spear in an instant, and the tip of the spear flashed with sharp white light, which pierced through the chest of the torture angel at once. In the next second, with a wave of Bai Bingyao's hand, the spear dispersed into ice flowers, freezing the entire torture angel. She raised her hand, and a beam of blue light shot out from the palm of her hand, hitting the torture angel who was frozen into an ice sculpture, and the torture angel exploded instantly, and there was not even scum left.

Xu Mo suddenly knelt on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His spirit pattern attribute was brutally blown into ashes, which also brought heavy damage to his body.

The audience in the audience stood up and applauded.

Jian Wanting sat slumped on the ground, cold sweat like rain, and the power of extreme cold that was not under her control began to revolt.

Bai Bingyao walked over silently, her hand gently resting on her shoulder, and the extreme cold was absorbed by her little by little.

"Sister, you're really amazing. It stands to reason that you gave me half of my spiritual power, and I shouldn't have the spiritual power to condense the Ice Spear anymore, let alone destroy the torture angels. Jian Buting gasped.

Bai Bingyao glanced at her lightly, turned her left arm over, rolled up her sleeves, and revealed a shocking wound, a very new and deep wound.

"Blood. She said lightly.

Jian Buting's eyes widened, and her face was incredible.

Using blood instead of spiritual power to activate the magic pattern is not only a very painful problem, this kind of behavior is basically equivalent to self-harm!

"Don't worry, my physique is different from yours, and my wounds heal quickly. Bai Bingyao said lightly, and by the way, she cast a small illusion on the wound, making the wound look like it was healing.

She turned and walked away.

What kind of person can express this kind of pain so lightly? What kind of desire does a person have to win to be so desperate? Isn't it just a game, not a duel of life and death!

Jian Buting had countless questions in her heart, and she was also full of surprise, and she admired Bai Bingyao even more.

As soon as Bai Bingyao returned to the dormitory, she threw herself into the bathtub filled with hot water.

The wound was still stinging, and she could only touch it gently, and it was not at all able to heal as quickly as usual.

It really hurts. When she activated the magic pattern, she felt as if every drop of her blood was integrated into a stripe of the magic pattern, someone was cutting off her flesh piece by piece with a knife in order to release more blood, her life force was passing little by little, and she was moving towards death step by step.

After bathing, she collapsed on the bed.

Suddenly, she saw a note on the bedside. The handwriting was unfamiliar, but she vaguely felt familiar.

"To Bing Yao:

You're so stupid. Don't be so desperate next time. It's going to hurt you. I've put the medicine for your wounds on your bedside table, remember to apply it. I am distressed to see your wounds.

- Sealed"

Bai Bingyao smiled, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and really saw a tube of white medicine. She obediently applied the medicine to the wound, and the cold touch was a little itchy. Then she fell back into bed and fell into a deep sleep.