White Ring of Douluo

Qian Renxue's disguised prince Momochi didn't leave for a long time, and Le Bai could only rely on the panel's calming skills to force her to calm down, waiting for her to leave.

Tang San had a deep understanding of Le Bai's perception ability, thinking that Le Bai knew that Xueqing River was coming, but just avoided seeing it.

Le Bai's attitude gave Tang San a more obvious sense of "distance" towards Xue Qinghe who Qian Renxue pretended to be.

Finally, Ning Fengzhi left with Xue Qinghe with a look of regret. But touching a nail twice in a row made Ning Fengzhi realize what...

Time came to the second day, and the promotion game officially began.

The competition venue does not use the arena as in the qualifiers. Instead, a circular block with a diameter of 100 meters is directly delineated on the school field used for training by the Royal Knights as the venue.

This size can make it easier for agile attack type spirit masters to use their own advantages, and can also avoid excessively fierce battles from damaging the field and causing accidents.

On the north side of the campus is a temporary auditorium.

The referee is here.

The promotion game is not open, and all the big guys who can come to watch the game. Although the number of people is much smaller than in the qualifiers, the promotion game is a one-on-one round of battle. Without teammates around, there will be a feeling of "you are being watched", and the pressure may be even greater.

Shrek's personnel were arranged on the field, and the master gave it full authority to Le Bai, which was regarded as "extracurricular homework."

On the first day, Shrek’s opponent was drawn by the Barak Academy from the Barak Kingdom, an academy founded by the royal family of the Barak Kingdom.

"Xiao Wu, considering that you can only watch the finals, how about allowing you to play a few more times in the promotion tournament?"

Le Bai asked Xiao Wu his opinion: "If you are too lazy to play, or don't want to be eye-catching, you don't have to."

"Go! Of course you must go!"

Xiao Wu clenched her fists: "You always have to cooperate with your tactics in the qualifiers, and you don't play well! It's better to be one-on-one!"

"Then you will be the first."

Le Bai decides: "Little San is second. If Xiao Wu is defeated, it is estimated that it will have an incentive effect on Little San. If someone can beat Little San, then I will go."

"you?"

Dai Mubai wondered: "Don't you need to keep saving your strength?"

"It's still necessary."

Le Bai explained: "Before not doing anything is the first level of disguise. I did it before the promotion game, showing a certain strength, so that some people have a general understanding of my strength, this is the second level of disguise. If I haven't shot, By the time the finals, their guard against me will increase a lot. But as long as they reveal part of their strength in advance, they can mislead those who pay attention to me."

"It's just like when we were with the Royal Fighting Team in the Soto Arena of Souls!"

Tang San remembered the situation at the time: "After knowing the goals of others, we can plan out tactics for this!"

Although it was a bit different, it was troublesome to explain, so Le Bai nodded with a smile.

Other colleges continued to compare, and it was Shrek's turn.

Because there was no audience around, Shrek did not wear a cloak to avoid being mocked because of the advertisement.

Although it is not very good-looking military green, but the excellent tailoring and version, with Xiao Wu's figure, still looks heroic, very good-looking!

Ballack sent a tall young man who seemed to be a good person. Seeing Xiao Wu's immature expression, he kindly persuaded: "Little sister, did any of your Shrek players get injured during the qualifiers and they haven't healed yet? Just let you temporarily replace?"

"Who is the little sister?!"

Xiao Wu Nai said fiercely: "You take a good look at my strength!"

The spirit possessed, and four spirit rings appeared.

"Soul Sect!"

The young man was shocked and did not dare to be careless, and quickly released his spirit possession: "Sorry, I said the wrong thing, you are indeed qualified to stand here!"

The referee announced the start of the game in due course.

"Humph!"

Xiao Wu snorted and rushed to the youth quickly, the third spirit ring lights up at the same time, and began to accumulate energy while running.

When the distance was more than ten meters, Xiao Wu suddenly stepped on a heavy foot, and instantly burst into a high speed that was almost teleporting, and rushed in front of the youth.

The young man was taken aback and quickly set up his posture, ready to parry.

Xiao Wu stepped on the ground again with her other foot, and burst out at a higher speed. Before the youth could react, she kicked him on his stomach: "Third spirit skill, slingshot leg, two-stage speed kick!"

Although the charged legs did not directly attack the target, after two stages of acceleration, the impulse of Xiao Wu's kick was no worse than a direct attack.

The young man was simply kicked into the air, fell to the ground, rolled over, and could not move much when he stopped.

"So weak."

Xiao Wu was still thinking about making up the knife, but found that the young man could no longer stand up, so she had to shout to the rest of the Barack Academy: "Next!"

Suddenly, the people at Barack Academy became ignorant, and seven or eight people ran to the arena at the same time.

The referee immediately stopped: "Only one player can be on board at a time! Other players please leave the field immediately!"

The referee only made a sound and did not make a move. A group of lunatic people could not hear the referee.

Seeing this, Salas stood up decisively and said with a gloomy expression: "This is a game! Contestants of Barack Academy, do you want to ignore the rules of the game?"

In order to increase "persuasion", Salas released his more than eighty ranks, nearly ninety ranks of spirit power.

The leader of the Barack Academy had already got up and came to the students to stop him. He turned and bowed to Salas, and said, "Platinum Bishop, please calm down! We just want to carry the injured player down. There is absolutely no other meaning!"

Salas looked at the teacher of Barack Academy with a slightly uncomfortable gaze, as well as the students who swarmed up: "Please remember the identity of your contestants. If you don’t like to abide by the rules of the competition, our competition organizing committee does not mind canceling it. Your qualifications for this competition."

Everyone in Barack Academy lowered their heads and carried the young man who was knocked down by Xiao Wu, and quickly left the field, leaving one person to continue the game.

"Both sides are in place."

The referee said without expression on his face: "The game has started."

The second member of the Barack Academy is also a soul sect. Wuhun is a plant-based spirit-sunflower. In reality, this plant-based soul beast carries toxins that interfere with the spirit. The development direction of Wuhun is likely to be control. Tie.

Sure enough, after the referee announced the start of the game, this person immediately activated his soul skills, and the sun flower in his hand became larger and longer, turning into a shower-like weapon, shaking it, and swaying a piece of light yellow smoke. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"The control system with poison."

Seeing this piece of smoke, Xiao Wu made a judgment. By the way, she made up her mind, and the fourth spirit ring lit up, rushing into the light yellow smoke released by the opponent.

Seeing that Xiao Wu was so reckless, the member of Barack Academy was a little panicked, and regardless of whether the light yellow smoke he released was effective on Xiao Wu, he quickly connected to his third spirit ability, a lot of light yellow light spots, from his hands. The shower head flew out, rained down, and made a continuous burst of dense explosions.

Feeling his soul ability hit, the player Barak felt a little relieved.

At this moment, Xiao Wu was shrouded in a golden light and rushed out of the smoke, unharmed.

At this moment, the girl is full of heroism, but in the eyes of the team member Barak, she is a demon with red eyes, and she is still murmuring: "Goodbye."

With a kick out, the player Barack lay flat.

Xiao Wu shook her braid coolly, her heart was dark and calm, and she said calmly: "Next."</div>