Chapter 122 Deja Vu
No one let the water go, and no one wanted to be easily defeated by their opponents. All of them put [-]% of their attention on their opponents.

Song Jingmo was distracted to pay attention to the situation of other people, and took the lead in solving Sheng Zhichun's Xiao Hua.

As soon as Xiao Hua came out, no more than five people could stand on the stage.

The five are quite optimistic predictions, and Song Jingmo even thinks that it is most likely that only himself and Senior Sister Zhichun will be able to move freely on the stage.

Counting Unexpectedly and Sang Zhixia, there are only four.

"Junior Sister, I can't fight, I surrender." Sheng Zhichun looked at the caught Xiaohua's vigorously thumping Ye Ye's hand, and weakly raised his hand to show his surrender.

Song Jingmo tilted his head: "Senior Sister Zhichun, if you can't fight, can you collect your vines?"

Those wildly swinging vines almost hit her, so it's called not being able to hit her?

If there were enough contracted spiritual plants, Sheng Zhichun would be an army by himself, no matter where to fight, all the soldiers would not have two hearts.

Sheng Zhichun smiled embarrassedly, but didn't put away the vines.

It is agreed that if you do not release water, you will not release water.

After training in Zongmen for so long, they know each other's strength very well.

The vines waving aimlessly formed a vine net and fell instantly, and the thick green vines slammed to the ground where Song Jingmo was standing at the same time. As long as Song Jingmo vacated to avoid the vines, he would crash into the vine net by himself.

Song Jingmo, who had a good understanding of the toughness of vines, chose the pole vault method very carefully.

The long stick in his hand was no longer an ordinary wooden stick. The long stick bent down flexibly, and Song Jingmo used his strength to get out of the range of the vines arranged by Sheng Zhichun. At the same time, the earth wall stood up, and the same vines stretched towards Sheng Zhichun.

"Junior Sister, your vines listen to me even more." Sheng Zhichun laughed, releasing spiritual power, and the vines that had attacked her immediately defected.

These ordinary vines have no intelligence, and whoever has stronger control will obey.

Sheng Zhichun was already good at manipulating spiritual plants, and with wood attribute spiritual power, it was difficult to gain the upper hand in such a confrontation.

Song Jingmo was not at all surprised by this, he tapped the earth wall with his toes, and swept towards another battle situation.

Sheng Zhichun couldn't chase him even if he wanted to, and was about to manipulate the vines to join the battle when Gao Tian appeared with a simple and honest smile.

"The captain said that your opponent is me."

Speaking of which, Gao Tian reached out and grabbed the vine, and pulled the vine to his side without much effort.

Never thought that the vines would be easily caught by people, Sheng Zhichun immediately made other vines form vines to trap Gao Tian firmly.

Gao Tian was not in a hurry when he was locked in the rattan prison. After observing the composition of the rattan prison, he found a good position to tear open the rattan prison with brute force, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

The corner of Sheng Zhichun's mouth twitched.

She has only three contracted spiritual plants in total.

A little flower, being restrained by the junior sister, can't play any role at all.

A vine has no intelligence and only one function, so it can't help the opponent yet.

The remaining contracted Lingzhi, Sheng Zhichun summoned the contracted Lingzhi, put it in front of him, and planned to give up resistance.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the contract Lingzhi, Gao Tian's eyes began to flutter, and after walking two steps staggeringly like drunk, he fell to the ground.

Sheng Zhichun looked at the phantom mushroom he had summoned, and poked it with his finger.

"What did you do?"

"Don't poke, I'm going to sleep." Huan Linggu snorted, his voice full of sleepiness.

If Sheng Zhichun hadn't known that the phantom mushroom was sleeping almost all the time, he would have believed that the phantom mushroom didn't rest well.

"Let's discuss and tell me what you did."

The phantom mushroom was contracted by Sheng Zhichun by mistake, and it was also a gift from the senior sister in charge.

After the contract, Sheng Zhichun didn't know anything about the effect of the phantom mushroom except that he knew that his new contracted spiritual plant was called phantom mushroom.

She looked through many books that recorded Lingzhi, but she couldn't find any records about the phantom mushroom.

"Phantom mushrooms don't need to do anything."

"As long as you are seen, you can bring people into the illusion." The Phantom Mushroom shook its body and said very proudly.

"Can you create illusions?" Sheng Zhichun poked the phantom mushroom again.

"You guessed it right, don't poke it again, I'm going to leak air—" Huan Linggu hummed softly, Sheng Zhichun withdrew his hand.

In this way, she knew the effect of the Phantom Mushroom.

Usually we are weaving illusions, and those who are not strong enough will be drawn into the illusion after seeing the phantom mushroom.

Sheng Zhichun himself, as the contractor, will not be affected, nor can he enter the illusion.

Glancing at the somewhat chaotic battle circle, Sheng Zhichun got up, picked up the phantom mushroom, put away the vines, and approached the battle circle step by step.

Song Jingmo noticed her movement, glanced at Huanlinggu, felt a momentary trance, and quickly returned to normal.

Others are not as immune to this as Song Jingmo.

Although Song Jingmo expected that Sheng Zhichun's contract spirit plant would play a great role in the team battle, and also controlled Xiaohua first, he still couldn't avoid Sheng Zhichun's indiscriminate attack in the end.

Sang Zhixia, who had had a great time fighting against Unexpectedly, also fell to the ground, leaving only Song Jingmo, Unexpectedly, and Sheng Zhichun on the entire competition stage.

Song Jingmo silently added in his heart: Only Sheng Zhichun and her contracted Lingzhi were left on the stage, and there were two other people who were not human.

Living as a human for a long time, I often forget that I am actually a big demon cub.

After looking at his palm prints, he changed the stick to the other hand.

"Now it's two-on-two-on-two time." Song Jingmo smiled and twirled a flower stick.

In Sheng Zhichun's eyes, it became a blatant threat.

"Well, I'm weak, I can't fight, I admit defeat."

This kind of confrontation is not suitable to use other controlled people as hostages to threaten the opponent to surrender, and Sheng Zhichun did not think about it.

Poke the phantom mushroom to let it dissolve the illusion, and the people lying on the ground woke up leisurely.

Vice President Jiang patted Wu Yi on the shoulder, feeling a little worried.

"If we don't follow the routine like this, our training plan will not be easy to carry out."

"Plans are made by people. When such a situation occurs, it is accidental once or twice. It happens every time, which means that the training plan has not been formulated well and is not reasonable enough. It should be changed." Wu Yi said in a deep voice.

He was far away and was not affected by any phantom mushrooms, but he subconsciously felt that phantom mushrooms had extraordinary effects.

Before Song Jingmo could exercise, the results of the competition came out.

Spreading his hands helplessly, he put away the spiritual weapon, and pulled up Sang Zhixia who was sitting on the ground in a daze.

"Why did I suddenly go to another place—"

"It's an illusion created by Xiao Huan, and it's still not under control." Sheng Zhichun bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"It's okay, just practice more." Sang Zhixia said nonchalantly.

(End of this chapter)

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