Interstellar Counterattack Becomes a God

Xiao Luo was happy. Seeing the five hundred and twenty points on the back of his badge, Xiao Luo felt that he hadn't been beaten in vain. If he didn't support the mental power barrier behind him, he could get more points. But you can’t think about it that way. In case the rule is to deduct one point at a time, he will have to cry. It is better to take the middle ground.

Wu Ling's eyes were full of envy. He didn't react at the beginning and scored three points after three hits, but it was all luck.

Mo Miao's face was blue. This was hitting him in the face. If he was strong enough, he wouldn't be like this. Mo Miao exactly meets the designer's purpose, and the designer does everything in order to stimulate the students' mentality to become stronger. There are many people like Mo Miao who are more determined to become stronger. Of course, some people are not excluded from complaining. Such people generally can't get ahead in the Elsa galaxy without changing their minds.

At this time, it was just dawn, and they were about to sway their spiritual power at the pinnacle of wind and frost.

Sammo Hung stomped on the ground, and 500 identical red circles appeared on the ground.

"Everyone stand nearby."

When they stepped in, the red circle scaled according to the size of their respective feet, just enough to accommodate one of their feet.

"You are standing in this red circle this morning, and you will deduct one point at a time. What you have to do is to catch as many wind butterflies as you can. Every time you catch one and successfully put it in the glass bottle at noon. Everyone gets one point, each one gets one point, regardless of life or death. Let's get started."

With a wave of Sammo Hung's hand, a large number of evergreen butterflies on her pinky were flying among the people. Sammo Hung also had a two-meter-high glass bottle with a lid beside him, and Sammo Hung disappeared again.

Everyone released their mental power to catch Fengdie, and Xiao Luo followed them to release their mental power. Fengdie's blue appearance was very conspicuous in the sun. But Xiao Luo clearly aimed to catch, but he didn't even touch Fengdie's hair, as did other people, and because people were so close to each other, it was difficult to control the force when catching Fengdie. , There was a situation where the mental powers of many people were twisted together, and for a time the ghosts and wolves of the Wind and Frost Peak were screaming for a long time.

Because Xiao Luo knew what it was like to encounter other people's mental power, he deliberately avoided this situation, and Mo Miao and Wu Ling had better control over their mental power, and they became a rare pure land here.

One hour passed, two hours passed, no one broke the zero deadlock.

After a person stopped to think, everyone around him also stopped to think about how to catch Fengdie.

Xiao Luo's little head went round and round, what do you need to catch the butterfly first? Of course it is a net bag! Fengdie's speed is extremely fast. If you just follow it to chase after it, it is estimated that you will have to practice until the year of the monkey, and use your mental energy to make a bag and wait for the butterfly.

Okay, just do it, Xiao Luo just wanted to share this method with Wu Ling, when Wu Ling blinked at him, motioning him to look at Mo Miao.

Mo Miao had already made a bag, and a butterfly inside the bag was bumping randomly, and the color of the bag was still golden, which was especially conspicuous in the sun.

Most of the nearby people gratefully watched Mo Miao perform some operations and went back to study. Xiao Luo also noticed that someone condemned Mo Miao for showing up with contempt, but he still tried to catch butterflies by Mo Miao's method. Xiao Luo didn't take it. Those who don't understand gratitude put it in their hearts, and eagerly devote themselves to the great cause of catching butterflies.