Gourd of Douluo

Zhao Wuji was a little confused, "Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? It probably has nothing to do with them. Why did they suddenly send us medicine?"

"It should be a gift from my nephew Yu Tianxin." The master seemed to have thought of something interesting and said with a smile: "His life is either training or fighting. Xiao San defeated them in the team competition last time, which should make him feel fun. . I’m afraid I’ve prepared some trump card this time and am preparing to take revenge in the individual competition.”

"What a coincidence, Xiao San was injured at this time." Zhao Wuji laughed, "Master, I heard that Yu Tianxin is quite angry with me."

After saying that, Zhao Wuji slapped his head and said, "It seems that tomorrow is the game against Thunder Academy."

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"It's like this again. He didn't even use his soul skills. He defeated his opponent with just the energy impact of his martial soul."

On the stage, Yu Tianxin gently waved her right arm to disperse the thunder and lightning.

"Alas, another boring game..."

The referee checked the player's injury, raised his right hand and said: "The player is unconscious, Thunder Academy wins."

"Congratulations, boss, another easy victory."

Regarding the compliment from her teammates, Yu Tianxin said expressionlessly: "How is Tang San doing?"

"Tang San, I have been sending him medicine, but I heard that he is seriously injured, and I'm afraid he won't be able to compete with us tomorrow."

Yu Tianxin looked up at the sun high in the sky, a little disappointed, "Really? Then I'm really unlucky."

As the last game between Thunder College and Fabia College ended, the audience also left the field.

A slender palm patted Wang Xiaofeng's shoulder, "Brother Feng, how is the intelligence collection going?"

"Oh, it's still the same as before. Yu Tianxin directly passed through seven and looked lonely. But compared to the qualifiers, it is more than a little stronger. It seems that not only we have made progress, but others have not relaxed either."

Wang Xiaofeng sighed and put the notebook away, "You guys, just leave me to watch the game alone, why don't you buy some snacks to comfort my tired soul."

"Hey, how could we forget you?" Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue and took out the snacks she bought early in the morning from behind her back, "We went to the Widow Wang on East Street to buy these."

Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, "You want to get rid of me with this little thing?"

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and said softly: "That's not enough. I'm a girl. How can I have the strength to carry so many things?"

Wang Xiaofeng scanned Xiao Wu from head to toe, "She is indeed the kind of girl who can knock off the mistress with one punch."

"Looking for a fight!"

The figures of several people playing around gradually lengthened in the sunset.

night…

After finishing the meal, the master suddenly announced, "I am ready to give up tomorrow's game against Thunder Academy."

Everyone questioned the master's decision, "Why, master, we have won so many games in a row, and we are just one game away from setting an unprecedented record."

Wang Xiaofeng added: "And there will be extra bonuses for winning the championship."

"Because we don't have enough manpower." The master sighed. He didn't want to give up this good opportunity to make a name for himself, but compared to these false reputations, he cared more about competing for the championship with Wuhun Palace in good condition.

"The injuries to Xiao San and Hong Jun sounded the alarm for me. If another accident occurs, we may not be able to gather the team for the finals. Our goal is the championship, and we cannot miss the opportunity because of this small problem."

Yes, besides Tang San, Ma Hongjun was also injured.

A few days ago, Ma Hongjun shined in the match against Tianshui College, losing to Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er in a row.

Then, Ma Hongjun, who was a little carried away, actually only used Feng Yi Tianxiang to increase his strength, and then he stumbled straight into the iceberg that the soul master of Tianshui Academy used for defense.

Although he successfully defeated his opponent, Ma Hongjun was also uncoordinated in his hands and feet due to a concussion, and he became a close friend with Tang San.

At least there is no chance of playing in the promotion round.

Dai Mubai argued: "Surrendering and admitting defeat in the face of a strong enemy is not our Shrek style."

Naturally, preserving his strength will not affect Shrek's advancement to the finals, but the way of a soul master is to fight against the sky and others. If you can't do anything, just give in. Then why bother practicing? It's better to go home and grow vegetables.

The master sighed, "Well, actually I was hesitant when I made this decision. After all, strong opponents will make you improve. Since you are so persistent, then be more careful during the game and don't get injured again."

"Long live!" Everyone cheered immediately. This was the first time that the master had given in.

Huang Yuan, Jing Ling and Tai Long patted their chests and said, "Xiao San and Fatty are injured, as well as us. We will definitely try our best."

Wang Xiaofeng patted Huang Yuan on the shoulder, "Don't be too pushy."

Although not everyone in Thunder College is a soul sect, there are also soul sects. But the difference in level is not big, but there is still a difference in martial arts. Judging from the previous qualifier lineup, the substitutes in Thunder Academy are at least mid-to-upper-level martial arts.

Especially in terms of personal combat, the tactical aspects are infinitely weakened and more emphasis is placed on personal strength.

But Wang Xiaofeng didn't say anything. Huang Yuan's personality was similar to Erha's. He was extremely stubborn and would not look back even if he broke through the southern wall when he decided on certain things.

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"The fifth game of the 20th round, Shrek Academy vs. Thunder Academy, players from both sides are invited to play."

The person Shrek sent on the field was Jing Ling, but the opponent sent on the field was Lei Bing.

"Lei Bing is a level 39 agility attack type war soul master, martial soul, and thunder eagle. Every soul skill will increase his speed. He is a very difficult opponent."

Under Wang Xiaofeng's popular science, everyone quickly learned about Lei Bing's strengths and weaknesses.

Oscar exclaimed, "Oh my god, isn't this Wanke Jingling?"

Agility and attack type soul masters are very special. With full attack speed, their defense is as fragile as paper.

Although Jing Ling's skeleton martial spirit is quite effective in defense, it still cannot change the fact that he is very fragile.

Especially when the speed is suppressed by the opponent, this shortcoming will be infinitely magnified.

I'm faster than you, so you can't hit me, but I can hit you easily.

Looking at Jing Ling who was constantly struck by lightning on the field, Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "Facing an opponent who can fly, it will be very difficult even if you want to waste time and consume the opponent's soul power."

Jing Ling struggled hard for five minutes, but finally couldn't hold on and fell into the thunder.

Huang Yuan showed a dazzling smile, "I will avenge Jing Ling."

Lei Bing obviously consumed too much soul power when dealing with Jing Ling, and as a result, he did not have enough soul power to use the third soul skill. He could only fall to the ground like a free-roaming chicken and compete with Huang Yuan for victory.

As the saying goes, a phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken.

It's actually the same for the Eagles.

Huang Yuan, who possesses the Lone Wolf Martial Spirit, is very balanced in terms of offense and defense. He directly carried Lei Bing and sent Lei Bing off the ring with three punches and two kicks.

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