As the ringing soul sound entered his ears, Little Nighthawk's eyes dimmed, and his vision became blurry.
The fans of Little Nighthawk in the audience held their breath.
Ye Jing's explanation echoed in the air: "Nighthawk was disturbed by the soul sound and his vision was blocked. It seems that the situation is not good."
However, after a few seconds, Nighthawk's true form still did not appear.
Only Su Yan saw it.
The moment Xiao Hei was disturbed by the soul sound, his wings trembled slightly, but he quickly adjusted his balance point. Even if he couldn't see the direction clearly, he could still judge whether there were obstacles ahead through the sound.
Xiao Hei is very smart. He has already memorized the direction of the arena before being disturbed by the soul sound. Even if he flies blindly, he will not exceed the designated range.
"Great." Su Yan secretly praised.
Ye Jing also slowly smiled: "It seems that Nighthawk was not affected by the soul sound in a short period of time."
The audience in the audience was talking a lot.
"Where is the nighthawk?"
"Meng Yinrui's soul sound interference is actually ineffective against Nighthawk. What kind of magical bird is this Nighthawk?"
"It's probably not that it's ineffective against Soul Sound, but that Nighthawk can fly blindly." Jiang Qingfeng spoke slowly.
"Sister's contracted beast is really powerful!" Jiang Shiyu's eyes were filled with light.
Arena.
Meng Yinrui didn't see the nighthawk falling to the ground in the image, and frowned slightly.
Can you fly blind?
It seems that she still underestimated this juvenile nighthawk.
Currently, the nighthawk is in the dark and the lark is in the light. She can only be forced to defend first.
Immediately afterwards, Su Yan also issued an attack command: "A-level skill Thunder Blade Technique!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Yinrui quickly issued a defensive command: "B-level skill Phonological Barrier!"
A light green barrier instantly solidified around Yin Yun Bai Ling's body.
"Rumble--" Thunder sounded overhead.
An extremely sharp thunder blade fell from the air and hit Yin Yun Lark accurately. The light green Yin Yun barrier was instantly split open by the thunder blade. Yin Yun Lark was agitated by the aftermath, and its center of gravity was a little unstable.
The Nether Nighthawk, which used its first offensive skill, finally appeared in the air, and the visual interference on its body was also resolved.
The audience in the audience saw the figure of the nighthawk and kept screaming: "Nighthawk, the nighthawk flies bravely, mom and dad will always be with you!"
"A-level skill sonic attack!"
"A-level skill Thunder Blade Technique!"
…
Ye Jing: "Both sides started to consume skills, and the game was deadlocked."
To the naked eye, the two seemed to be evenly matched. In fact, Su Yan played a vital role in Nighthawk's blind flight training last night. Even though the Yin Yun Bai Ling's cultivation level was four levels higher than that of Nether Nighthawk, once Bai Ling's soul sound interfered, it would not affect her. When it comes to Nether Nighthawk, Nether Nighthawk's skill strength must far exceed that of Rhyme Lark.
If it is a battle at the same stage.
When the Nether Nighthawk showed its ability to fly blindly, there was no suspense in this game.
But precisely because it was a cross-level duel, the outcome of the two was still indistinguishable.
Twenty minutes have passed, and the energy values of Nether Nighthawk and Rhyme Lark have been consumed to the point where they can only support one ultimate skill.
"Nighthawk's ultimate skill can release ten lightning bolts in a row, and Yun Yun Lark's ultimate skill has not been shown yet."
"Meng Yinrui didn't use his ultimate skill in the first three games. He defeated countless people just by relying on soul sound interference. It seems that the girl in black dress is going to force Meng Yinrui's ultimate skill?"
"Who do you think will win this game?" Jiang Qingfeng turned his head and looked at his sister.
Jiang Shiyu said in a determined tone: "It must be the girl in the black dress!"
"Why are you so sure? Meng Yinrui's ultimate skill should be related to illusion. This skill is too deadly for spiritual beasts with weak anti-interference ability." Jiang Qingfeng looked in the direction of Su Yan, with some worry in his eyes.
"Nighthawk's ability to resist interference is not weak." Jiang Shiyu said more seriously.
When Meng Yinrui used soul sound interference, Nighthawk was able to show off his blind flying skills with ease, which amazed everyone.
Just like when Nighthawk fights against the mechanical dog and Crystal Butterfly, it always brings unexpected surprises to people.
"Dean, what do you think?" Jiang Shiyu smiled.
Dean Qin pushed up his gold-framed glasses and moved the white beard on his mouth. He looked at the figure of the girl in black skirt and Nighthawk on the ring, and smiled slightly: "This kid is not simple."
Dean Qin had already noticed something was wrong from the first moment he saw Su Yan summoning her contracted beast.
The immature young masters may not be able to see the strangeness in it, but Dean Qin, who has experienced many battles, can tell at a glance that it is not a summoning formation.
The summoning formation is an important part of the contract relationship. The higher the cultivation level of the contracted beast, the more powerful the summoning formation will be.
If it weren't for the summoning formation, would this child...
Dean Qin looked at Su Yan with a meaningful look.
In the arena.
The energy value of Yun Yun Bai Ling is only 40, and the energy value of automatic recovery is almost reaching its limit.
Su Yan finally forced out Meng Yinrui's ultimate skill.
Meng Yinrui's lips were slightly opened as he muttered: "Ultimate skill, Sonic Illusion."
I saw the Yin Yun Bai Ling hovering in the mid-air, and under the wings, countless musical notes flew out, accompanied by the soul sound reaching the ears of the Netherworld Nighthawk.
Nighthawk's vision went dark, and in the next second, he fell into the sacred forest environment woven by Yun Yun Lark.
A cloud of mist appeared on the stage, and the mist gradually dispersed, revealing a huge picture, which was the figure of Netherworld Nighthawk trapped in the sacred forest environment.
The eyes of the audience are focused on the picture, always paying attention to the movements of the nighthawk in the illusion.
"Nighthawk fell into the illusion of the divine forest of Yin Yun Bai Ling. If those who enter the illusion cannot find the formation eyes in the illusion and break out of the illusion, they will be permanently sealed in the illusion and never see the light of day." Ye Jing explained.
The audience was a little restless.
"It turned out to be the Divine Forest Illusion, one of the seven terrifying illusions. I didn't expect Meng Yinrui's Yin Yun Ling to awaken such a powerful skill."
"Nighthawk is in danger..."
"It seems that there is no suspense in this game. The high-level second-level spirit beasts are trapped in the high-level sixth-level divine forest illusion. It is simply more difficult to break through the formation and break out of the illusion than to reach the sky."
"You should surrender. It doesn't matter if you lose a game. Staying in the illusion for a long time will cause permanent damage to the spirit beast's spiritual veins. If Nighthawk with such excellent attributes becomes mentally ill, the gain will outweigh the loss."
The audience all felt that the girl in the black dress was going to lose this game.
But Su Yan never said the words "I give up."
Her eyes had been silently watching Xiao Hei in the illusion of the divine forest.
The master and his spirit beast need to trust each other. If Su Yan had lost confidence in Xiao Hei just from the beginning, then Xiao Hei would not have so many self-breakthrough performances.
It is precisely because of this trust that Xiaohei has created miracles again and again.
(End of chapter)
