Gourd of Douluo

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Oscar was lying on the stretcher, crying and howling.

In fact, Oscar's injuries were not serious, only a few bones were broken, and there was a ten-centimeter long bloody hole on his chest. The remaining shadow energy continued to hinder the recovery of the wound.

The opponent obviously considered that his target was only the auxiliary soul master, so he showed mercy.

But what he probably didn't expect was that Ning Rongrong, who was the first to attack him, turned out to be Oscar's reverse scale. This made Oscar, who had always been "mediocre" in the team, suddenly burst into flames and desperately carried him forward with his soul skills. Got off the stage.

As soon as Wang Xiaofeng walked into the tent, he saw Oscar shouting "It hurts" heart-breakingly. Without thinking, he covered his face and prepared to leave as if he didn't know him.

But the sharp-eyed Oscar discovered him in time: "Xiao Feng, come and save me, I'm going to die from the pain."

"It's coming, it's coming." Wang Xiaofeng sighed, walked to Oscar's side, and directly touched the wound in his frightened eyes.

Ignoring the other party's exaggerated shouts, he rubbed his index finger and thumb against each other, feeling the slight numbness in his fingertips, and thought to himself: "Is the direction of martial soul strengthening tending to erode and amplify pain..."

After figuring out the characteristics of the shadow energy wrapped around Oscar's wounds, Wang Xiaofeng stopped torturing Oscar.

He held his right hand out of thin air, and a gourd suddenly appeared in his hand. He drew a circle with the sword finger of his left hand, activating his mental power to lock the energy on the wound.

Oscar felt a coolness on his chest and couldn't help but let out an imaginative moan.

Wang Xiaofeng's head was full of black lines: "Shut up."

"……oh."

Forced by force, Oscar conscientiously shut his mouth.

"Okay." Wang Xiaofeng took back the gourd.

Oscar tried to summon a sausage and ate it in one bite, and there was an itchy feeling on the wound.

Oscar said happily: "Xiao Feng, the sausage works!"

Wang Xiaofeng nodded casually, and after the game was over, he would find Tang San to prepare some medicine and apply it on it. The internal and external parts would be linked together, and within a few days, this scary-looking wound would be healed.

At this time, the doctor with the ability to dispel abnormal conditions arrived belatedly.

"Is this cured?"

"That's right, old man, you should go treat the more seriously injured people, such as the one over there." Wang Xiaofeng pointed to Fan Xiaotang, who was lying not far away with serious injuries.

This man is really desperate for his life. Even the Soul Emperor is not willing to use the space ability easily. He lets it go as if it is free. He is simply fighting to overdraw his future potential.

Even if Shadow Academy can defeat Shrek in an upset, all the main players will be seriously injured, which will make it impossible for them to continue the next game.

"You have a good rest. I'll go and see if they're done." Wang Xiaofeng patted Oscar on the shoulder and walked out of the hospital, ignoring his resentful expression.

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The current situation on the field: Shadow Academy has 2 assists, 1 control and 1 strong attack left, and Shrek has 1 assist, 1 control and 3 strong attacks left.

No matter how you look at it, Shrek has the advantage.

However, Dai Mubai's situation was not good at this time. The energy erosion in his body and the lack of soul power made him suffer several attacks in succession, and the white tiger protective barrier on his body also flickered on and off.

If it hadn't been for supporting him all at once, he would have lost his fighting spirit.

Ming Tiangang was very afraid of this Xiaoqiang who couldn't be defeated: "Humph, you still have to struggle? I'll finish you off in one go!"

Just when Ming Tiangang was about to kill Dai Mubai in one go, a sense of crisis suddenly made him alert.

Someone is attacking!

The powerful perception brought by the Death Dragon Spirit allowed him to discover the danger behind him in time. Ming Tiangang turned around and waved his arms, tightly grasping the thick vines that were pulling towards him.

A vine quietly wrapped around Dai Mubai's waist, and when Ming Tiangang turned around, Dai Mubai had already been rescued by Tang San.

It turned out that at some point, the surrounding thick fog had long since disappeared.

"Great Hero" Ma Hongjun coughed on the sidelines, and his continuous use of Phoenix Fire Wire made his throat a little angry.

Ning Rongrong quickly stuffed the sausage into Dai Mubai's mouth and gave Ma Hongjun a lot of sausage.

Although Oscar was eliminated, before that he made a lot of sausages and put them on Ning Rongrong, just in case.

Seeing the last three people on his side struggling to support themselves in Xiao Wu's hands, Ming Tiangang looked complicated: "Tang San, you are indeed the biggest trouble standing in front of the fruits of victory."

As he spoke, Ming Tiangang quietly made a gesture with his right hand.

Bai Guangjie, who had no sense of existence but had been assisting Ming Tiangang, was stunned for a moment, then exchanged glances with Bai Xue without revealing anything. After reaching a consensus, the two quietly used their fourth soul skills.

Buzz! !

A pillar of light rose from the two of them and turned into a light shield, protecting them inside.

Wang Xiaofeng saw this scene as soon as he left the doctor's office: "The finals is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the soul skill fusion skill is already so worthless."

On the field, the brilliant light blocked everyone's sight. Tang San was worried about Xiao Wu's condition and decisively pulled the blue silver grass tied to Xiao Wu.

A black shadow spun twice in the air, and then landed lightly next to Tang San. Seeing that Xiao Wu was fine, Tang San immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could ask, the dazzling light pillar suddenly turned into dots of starlight, exploded, and then disappeared without a trace.

"This is…"

"No, third brother, it's a martial soul fusion skill!"

Tang San looked in the direction of Ning Rongrong's finger, and sure enough, Ming Tiangang and Shen Xukong were standing together at some point. They clasped their hands together, and huge black energy continued to permeate from their bodies.

Tang San, who had seen Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing use the Netherworld White Tiger many times, was naturally familiar with the movements before releasing the spirit fusion technique.

"Interrupt them!"

"late!"

The dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and the two men suddenly moved, turned into a black dragon, and launched the strongest blow towards Shrek!

Powerful dragon's breath surged in the dragon's head, and with a roar, the black dragon's breath of silent death suddenly spread out.

The unfinished air flow moved slightly, kicking up terrifying sand and dust on the ring.

The dust was mixed with dragon's breath, and the unimaginable huge storm was roaring like muffled thunder. The entire arena seemed to be shaking. The sky and earth were covered in mist, and wild sand was rising everywhere, like the end of the world.

But the five people facing this scene were not afraid, because they had seen more terrifying scenes.

Ning Rongrong held up the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda: "Fat man, come up!"

Three rays of colorful light were injected into his body, and Ma Hongjun's energy was lifted. A huge fire phoenix shadow rose up from behind him.

The phoenix dances for nine days!

The phoenix chirps loudly, and the huge flaming phoenix rises into the sky, flaps its wings, and rushes towards the dragon's breath.

boom! !

The fire phoenix collided with the black dragon's breath in mid-air, and then exploded in mid-air at the same time.

The color of the world suddenly changed, and accompanied by deafening explosions, the howling wind tore through the sky. Not only did it explode the arena, which was not easily damaged by Soul Emperor-level attacks, even the protective shield in the air began to shake.

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