Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

Watching each of them release spells back and forth, the battle time is actually less than 1 minute.

It seemed to end a little too fast, and the audience didn't see any doorway, the whole process only saw Lin Hai rushing forward, then flying up, falling again, and being avoided by Zuo Yiyi, picking up the gravel from the ground and throwing it at Zuo Yiyi, as a result, Zuo Yiyi was smashed away.

After everyone reacted, they didn't look at the ring, but their eyes moved up in unison, looking at Mayor Zuo Huaibi Zuo in the VIP seat.

However, in everyone's imagination, Zuo Huaibi's gloomy face did not appear, and he was still chatting with Lin Lao next to him lightly.

The audience also gradually came back to their senses, and the Zuo family's family motto was not only widely known in Mucheng, but also heard of the nine acropolises, including the magic capital.

Even so, there was still a lot of discussion in the audience, condemning Lin Hai's behavior of not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Lin Hai turned a deaf ear, his eyes calmly looked at Zuo Yiyi, who was lying motionless on the ground, and stepped forward step by step, preparing to throw Zuo Yiyi out of the ring to end the battle.

But the closer you get, the more you feel that something is wrong, Zuo Yiyi has no vitality at this time, and she can't even feel a trace of mana fluctuations, except for the dead, basically this will not happen.

"It's not so brittle, is it?" Lin Hai looked at Zuo Yiyi in front of him, his brows furrowed.

Suddenly, Lin Hai's hairs stood on end, not only because of his perception of mana fluctuations, but also because of the perception of danger when he practiced melee spells for many years, reminding him that the next step would be quite dangerous.

Sure enough, a crisp voice on his side whispered a new spell: "Wind Piercing Technique!" Zuo

Yiyi's figure appeared on Lin Hai's side at some point, and the palms of his two hands were aimed at Lin Hai's body, and the palms of his hands were misplaced and overlapped, forming a diamond-shaped hollow in the middle.

With the chanting of the spell, a shock wave with a power no less than the "rushing" momentum of Zhang Shaoyan's Seven Powerful Sticks erupted from the hollow.

The strong recoil caused Zuo Yiyi's body to rise backwards, and her long hair was also flying in the violent wind.

And Lin Hai, who was suffering this blow head-on, didn't have time to make any defensive measures, and with his eyes open in disbelief, he was knocked out of the ring by the violent shockwave.

Lin Hai didn't see it clearly, but everyone in the audience saw it clearly.

Zuo Yiyi lay motionless on the ground after being injured and fell to the ground, and when Lin Hai approached, a phantom figure left Zuo Yiyi's body, and launched a surprise attack on Lin Hai when Lin Hai was not paying attention, and the effect was outstanding.

Warm applause was given to Zuo Yiyi, although it was impossible to see what Zuo Yiyi did in a short period of time, but the final result was that she won.

Wen Fan was also surprised, he didn't expect the winner to be separated so quickly.

But before he could be surprised, his expression changed from surprise to astonishment, from astonishment to shock, and then from shock to disbelief.

Because Zuo Yiyi's spell was not very damaging, but the impact was incomparable, Lin Hai's whole person was knocked away, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of slowing down, and flew in the direction of Wen Fan.

Wen Fan clasped his hands in front of his chest, and he didn't have time to react to dodge or use props to resist.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Lin Hai fell straight into Wen Fan's arms, and the two had a close contact.

"This unlucky!" was Wen Fan's last thought.

"Pong!"

Wen Fan and Lin Hai both fell into a coma.

"Winner! Mucheng Yigao Zuo Yiyi! Successfully advanced to the top 8!" Zuo

Yiyi's face was pale, covering the injured part of his abdomen.

She was not completely unharmed, but endured the pain and used spells to confuse Lin Hai's sight, so that she had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Frowning and looking in the direction of Lin Hai and Wen Fan, Zuo Yiyi stepped down with apologies.

I wanted to go to see the state of Wen Fan and Lin Hai, but I was stopped by the healing mage.

"Zuo Yiyi, I need to treat you now, please don't move!" The yellow-robed mage immediately stopped Zuo Yiyi's forward movements.

The pain in her abdomen made Zuo Yiyi unable to speak, and she could only be taken away for treatment by a few yellow-robed mages who cast spells.

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If you take damage to the head, add 5 life.

Shoulder damage is granted, plus 2 life.

Damage to the abdomen adds 3 life.

......

Wen Fan looked at the subtitle area and fell into deep thought.

The self in the outside window is being taken away for treatment, and there is also the unlucky Lin Hai.

After thousands of calculations, he didn't count that he was planted in Zuo Yiyi's hands again, Wen Fan sighed and waited for himself in the outside world to receive treatment.

At this time, he was also bored browsing the goods in the space, counting the damage caused to Zhang Shaoyan and the damage caused to him by Zuo Yiyi, there were more than 100, and he kept it in his hand just in case.

More than 100 points can only be looked back and forth among the extraordinary-quality props, many of which he is greedy for but buys unnecessary props, Wen Fan naturally will not waste his life in vain.

The ratio of time flow between the space and the outside world is 1:15, and everyone in the outside world moves in slow motion, at this rate, when the outside healer heals himself, he will have to stay in the space for an hour.

Wearing easy gloves and playing with the golden hoop stick the length of chopsticks, Wen Fan suddenly became interested.

"Is there a limit to this space?" Wen Fan's eyes were shining, looking at the boundary like a black hole.

Do it if you think of it!

"Long, long!" Wen Fan held the golden hoop stick horizontally, and thought silently in his heart.

The two ends of the golden hoop rod quickly elongated, and it disappeared from the field of vision in the blink of an eye, 1 minute... 2 minutes... 5 minutes... 20 minutes...

"Damn, is it really infinite space?" Wen Fan was shocked, if he couldn't clearly feel the touch coming from the extension of the golden hoop stick, he would have wondered if it was stuck.

"It seems that it is really a space of consciousness, there is no boundary, how did this kind of system come about

?" "The point is that the system does not recognize itself as a system, but 101 space, is there still space 1-100? If there is, what is the function?" "

If it is a product of magic, then it is possible, but what kind of magic can make and sell these items in my previous life?"

"Is it possible?" Wen Fan suddenly had a terrifying conjecture: "I am the brain in a jar?!"

Looking up at the equally infinitely high space above his head, Wen Fan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

As soon as the idea of the brain in the jar appeared, Wen Fan couldn't help but feel a chill and a strange feeling.

Shaking his head and forcibly suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Wen Fan really couldn't figure it out.

"Damn, it won't be so weird!"

I don't want to think about it if I can't figure it out, this problem is likely to be unsolvable, at least it's impossible for me to solve this puzzle now.

Seeing that the treatment process of the outside world was coming to an end, Wen Fan no longer thought about it, and as soon as his mind moved, the golden hoop rod was shortened instantly.

Elongation can be infinitely extended, but no matter how long, it only takes a short moment to shorten it.

Looking at the medical staff and students participating in the exam, Wen Fan had an idea.

Put on the combat power detector and look at them one by one.

Usually there is no such opportunity, everyone basically sits apart, and it is really rude to look for them one by one, and the timing is just right, and others do not know that they are observing them.

"Zhang Shaoyan was cured so quickly?" Wen Fan looked at Zhang Shaoyan, who had a somewhat complicated expression, and was surprised, but he was also relieved, after all, it was the Zhang family, and the healing mage was a green robe even if it was not a blue robe.

"There are not so many equipment in the body, and the combat power is still 35?It seems that the clothes on her body are not simple, even hats and shoes, there may be problems!" Wen Fan squinted slightly: "You have to be careful next time you face her, she is not like a mage who needs to chant spells." "

Zuo Yiyi doesn't seem to be seriously injured, and he has recovered, yes, the combat strength of 22 has surpassed most of the white robes. "

What is the origin of this Bai Yu? Didn't you say that there are only three spells? The combat power is 79, which is higher than some green robes, right

?" "This yellow robe mage is called Huang Xin, he looks really old, why is his combat power not as high as Bai Baiyu?"

"Gao Nan 18, Tang Hailong 20, Lin Hai? How can you recover faster than me? There are actually 25?"

After looking around, the highest is Bai Baiyu 79, the lowest is himself, only 2, and the lowest is Zhong Wei, who is only 15.