Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

"What about the others

?" "No, is he being pushed out of the field?"

"I seem to see him being carried to heaven." "

Referee, how is this calculated?Did my family Bai Yu win?"

In addition to the shocked voices of the audience, the mages who had been patrolling the sky all the time also looked at the golden hoop rod that plunged into the clouds with shocked expressions.

Gou Yao's eyes widened even more, and his bloodshot eyeballs looked at the sky in a daze: "Damn, what is this kid doing again!"

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The originally noisy audience calmed down for a moment after a momentary battle between Wen Fan and Bai Baiyu, and after Wen Fan disappeared, leaving only the golden hoop stick, the scene became noisy again, and some people urged the referee to announce the result quickly.

The shocked expressions on the faces of the candidates in the preparation area were particularly exaggerated, especially Zhang Shaoyan, whose originally smart big eyes looked at the end of the golden hoop stick in the sky in a daze at this time, but they couldn't see anything.

"Wen Fan is awesome, he can actually force Bai Yu to use the second spell.

"Indeed, what we failed to do, he did. "

Bai Baiyu still left his hand, pushing and pulling, complementing each other, if he didn't leave his hand under the mutual squeeze of gravity and repulsion, Wen Fan would have become a meat puree.

"I think it's Wen Fan who left his hand, and you haven't seen the power of his stick, if he really kills him, Bai Baiyu may be gone." "

I admit that what you said makes sense, but now Wen Fan has already lost, hasn't he?"

"Didn't lose!" Zuo Yiyi interrupted the discussion of his classmates: "Wen Fan is not out of the ring, and he is still within the ring."

"But he's already over the height of the rules. Huang Xin looked at the sky with a regretful face, if Wen Fan could defeat Bai Baiyu, it would be regarded as the completion of Huang Xin's long-cherished wish, and if he defeated Wen Fan at that time, it would be equivalent to defeating Bai Baiyu.

"The height limit is 175 meters, but it is the active flight distance, not the passive flight out. Zhang Shaoyan also opened her mouth to explain, obviously, she is more familiar with the rules: "As long as Wen Fan returns to the ring within the specified time in the air, there will be no problem." "

How long is the prescribed time?" asked Tang Hailong suspiciously.

"Five minutes. Zhang Shaoyan stared at the sky and squinted in reply.

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At this time, Wen Fan was stunned.

When he was bounced off by Bai Tianyu, in a panic, he used the golden hoop stick against the ground to forcibly stop the flying figure.

But he never expected that this end of his hand also stretched out at the same time, and he flew to the clouds with himself on his stomach in just a few seconds.

Fortunately, he was basically not injured except for being squeezed by Bai Yu's spell and spewing blood, and he quickly regained his composure.

At this time, Wen Fan hung on the top of the golden hoop stick like a monkey, thinking about how to go down with a tangled face.

If you shorten the golden hoop stick, you must shorten it from the end and return it to your own hand, and then you may be thrown to death.

If you use a bamboo dragonfly to stabilize your body and return to the ring, you may lose directly according to the rules.

In the end, Wen Fan thought about it again and again, hung on the top of the golden hoop rod with one hand, and took out a red and silver metal box from his pocket with the other. Mark armor - Mark 5.

"You shouldn't fall to your death in free fall in this thing. Wen Fan swallowed his saliva: "To be on the safe side, it's better to apply some iron bone lotion."

Then Wen Fan began his own operation, took out most of the remaining bottles of iron bone lotion, squeezed out the part and evenly applied it all over his body, and then took a lot of effort to put on the Mark armor.

Mentally prepared and about to slide down the golden hoop stick, the Mark armored combat analysis module sounded an alarm in the helmet.

"A high-energy reaction was detected 26.9 km away. A high-energy reaction was detected 22.3 km away. High-energy reactive ······ was detected 17.1 km away

Wen Fanhu looked suspiciously in several directions that emitted a high-energy response, but there was no special picture in his field of vision, and the visual distance of the naked eye was still too short.

Figured out the combat power detector, stuck in the outer ring of the helmet and looked in those directions again. After seeing the specific energy value this time, Wen Fan was stunned for five seconds.

Energy Response: 2784

Energy Reaction: 1248

Energy Response: 895

Energy Response: 1679

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The lowest energy response in each location was also higher than that of Liu Yu's sniping of Lin Lao at that time.

"What the hell?!" Wen Fan's first reaction when he came back to his senses was that the crisis had erupted.

Just when Wen Fan was shocked and confused, all the mages on call in the stadium rang a rapid ringtone on their mobile phones at the same time.

The tired expressions of everyone were all stunned when they heard the bell.

After glancing at each other, they turned on their phones, and there was only one word on them: "Chaos!"

The moment they saw this information, the original tired expressions of the mages were swept away, and they were replaced by extremely solemn looks.

These mages didn't know exactly what was going on and what they were about to face, they only knew that they had already arranged their work before the college entrance examination began.

The content of the work is very simple, when the information is received, the whole enters the standby state, ready to complete the new orders issued by the superiors, and when the superiors arrange this work, it is also very simple: "Be prepared to work hard." The

spectators did not notice the sudden change in the expressions of the mages who were close by, and all their attention was attracted by the stick in the ring. They wanted to know when Wen Fan would come back.

Wen Fan didn't disappoint them, and when he was in the sky for about five minutes, a silver and red figure fell from the sky along the stick.

There was a spark in the palm of the hand holding the metal rod that was sliding, and the speed was staggering.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Wen Fan, who was wearing Mark armor, fell to the ground, and the deafening sound made everyone present can't help but hold their knees.

Bai Baiyu was also helplessly waiting for Wen Fan to return to the ring, as a party concerned, he knew very well that Wen Fan could not fly out of the arena like this.

It wasn't until he saw an armored figure falling from the sky that Bai Baiyu showed a serious look.

"Are you Wen Fan?" Bai Bai Yu asked carefully.

Wen Fan didn't speak, and according to the fragment information he knew now, he could also clearly understand that there was no time to play slowly anymore, and he had to figure out what was going on.

Holding the sky-length golden hoop stick, the stiff voice came through the armor, with a mechanical voice: "There is no time now, if the next thing hits you, then I am sorry."

Bai Bai Yu had a question mark on his face, he could be sure that the person under the armor was

Wen Fan, but what did Wen Fan mean by this?

Before he could come back to his senses, Wen Fan held the golden hoop stick with both hands, pulled it out from the ground violently, and then swept towards Bai Tianyu.

Bai Baiyu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly recited a mantra: "Dustless land。。。。。。

As soon as the words fell, before the spell circuit was formed, the

golden hoop rod arrived in front of him, and it hit his arm solidly.

Just by hearing the click, Bai Bai Yu knew that his arm bones must be broken, followed by ribs and sternum.

Bai Yu didn't feel the pain yet, and the whole person flew towards the outside of the ring as if he was hit by a high-speed train with a speed of 300+ per hour.

"Bang

!" "Poof!"

Bai Baiyu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his white robe instantly turned red.

A nearby medical mage quickly stepped forward to treat and check on the situation.

"I'm fine... Bai Bai Yu struggled to speak in the face of the medical mage's inquiry.

"Luckily, the Dustless Lands was targeting the stick and pushing itself out with repulsion, otherwise I might have given an account of this stick. Bai Bai Yu looked at Wen Fan in strange armor in the ring in horror: "It turns out that he is so strong!" In

his heart, he was secretly glad and wondered at the same time: "What happened?