I'm really not a fool

"Toot-"

With the referee's whistle, the first game of the final began.

Xiang Yan was still the same old routine, and directly summoned the white mist, which directly shrouded most of the venue, and then hid in it himself.

Then there was a faint sound coming out of the fog.

"Wang Zheng, I'm not afraid to tell you, you can't even break my fog method, if you are really so capable, come in and try it, hahaha!"

The voice was a little dull, echoing through the fog, making it difficult to find out where he was.

However, Wang Zheng didn't pay attention to him at all.

Just holding the handle of the sledgehammer with both hands, looking at the white smoke all over the field, he was quietly in a daze, and he didn't want to take the initiative to attack.

He actually didn't take this Xiang Yan into account at all, and he only had two thoughts now.

First: Give Chu Tianxing this B to be round.

Second: Make the opponent's fight look like Mei Yiqi, of course, it's best to crack all his tricks and play with him.

Xiang Yan laughed a little hoarse in the white fog alone, but seeing that Wang Zheng didn't pay attention to him at all, he was completely irritable and brainless as rumored, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Actually, his smoke looks weird, but to put it bluntly, it's not that magical.

And he himself can't see the outside scenery in the smoke.

As for how to judge the opponent's actions, they all rely on the white fog to perceive the changes in the field.

To put it bluntly, although his mist is also a new type and a talent that has not appeared before, it is also cultivated as an elemental system.

And the elemental cultivation system of the magic university is the same, paving, harassment, and consumption.

Only a very small number of students will have their own strong special style and will build their own tactical system, but it is obvious that these freshmen are naturally not among them.

Speaking of the game, this white fog is the field laid down by Xiang Yan.

And there are more functions, integrating detection, protection, perception, and harassment.

But Wang Zheng had already seen through the essence of his ability, and after the game started, he didn't move at all, which made Xiang Yan quite uncomfortable.

Although now Wang Zheng can force the situation with his own strength when he rushes in, this is not in line with the plan he set before.

He didn't want the other party to lose so easily.

And Xiang Yan saw that Wang Zheng had not moved, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and the fog that enveloped him became a little thinner.

The rest of the smoke turned into a big ball, just like when he fought against Mei Yiqi before, and smashed towards Wang Zheng.

When Wang Zheng saw the white ball falling from the sky, he suddenly moved, and shouted: "Good coming." Then

he gently hooked the instep of his foot and picked up the sledgehammer at his foot.

Then his knees bent slightly, and his feet slammed on the ground.

"Boom-"

The ground was directly stepped out of a big pit, and Wang Zheng used this force to rise into the sky like a cannonball.

Under the impetus of the aura, the two sledgehammers in their hands shone with a cold light, and smashed down towards the fog ball that hit with a violent whistling sound.

Under

the impact of Wang Zheng's hammer, the huge white ball first bloomed one after another, and then made a sound like glass breaking, and then scattered all over the ground.

And the broken white mist all knotted together, and did not disperse again into smoke.

"Hmph..."

When Wang Zheng swung out his hammer and ran out of strength, Xiang Yan snorted in the thick fog.

Then another fog ball suddenly condensed behind Wang Zheng's back, and then crashed over.

However, Wang Zheng, who was still in mid-air at this time, did not panic at all.

The toes stomped on in mid-air, and the falling body rushed up again, relying on the extraordinary waist strength, the body rotated half a circle, and the sledgehammer in his hand was rounded and smashed against the white ball that was rapidly impacting in the distance.

"Boom-"

There was another roar, and the white ball was directly smashed under Wang Zheng's huge force.

"Ahem... cough..."

After Wang Zheng smashed the white ball, he stood up in the air with the force of rotation, and then landed steadily.

After landing on the ground, I heard a burst of uncontrollable coughing sounds from the thick fog, as if smashing the two white balls might also hurt the other party.

Wang Zheng raised his sledgehammer, pointed at the slightly thinner smoke in front of him, and said with a smile: "I found another weakness of yours, cigarettes!"

Xiang Yan was also a little shocked in his heart at the moment, and he couldn't wait to scold.

He couldn't be clearer about the strength of this white mist after it condensed, at least Li Dabao had no way to break this white ball into powder.

And not to mention for the time being, this Wang Zheng is still better than Li Dabao's huge power.

How fucking anyone can levitate in the air, you're not a fucking boss who has been materialized in the spiritual department.

Why can you still turn around and double jump?