Chapter 350 Five Houses Competing with Eight

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In the next match, Wan Tianle played against Zhao Binshan from the Southern Region.

"It's a bit troublesome to fight the Summoner."

On the seat in the South Territory, a handsome man had a sad and thoughtful look on his face.

He had seen Wan Tianle's competition. This one was definitely a top summoner. Even he had no confidence that he could beat the one in the Western Region, but Wan Tianle won with a slightly relaxed attitude.

If you don't think of a strategy, I'm afraid your chances of winning are really slim.

Perhaps out of desperation, or out of composure, he actually came up with a very "reasonable and effective" countermeasure.

Since the chance of winning against his summons is not very high, why don't I directly attack the opponent's body?

How high can a summoner's strength be? ?.?????.???

Thinking of this, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Have you not found the strategy to fight the enemy?

Wan Tianle on the other side also stood up and walked slowly to the competition stage.

His opponent Zhao Binshan, the genius who was thinking about the problem calmly just now, now slowly walked onto the competition stage and stood opposite Wan Tianle.

"Zhao Binshan."

"Wan Tianle."

The other party clasped their fists and bowed to show respect, and Wan Tianle naturally wanted to return the favor.

"Game start!"

As the referee's voice fell, the two men straightened up at the same time, looking ready to fight.

Wan Tianle quickly retreated and prepared to summon undead creatures directly. However, who knew that Zhao Binshan did not give him this chance and appeared in front of Wan Tianle very quickly.

White gloves emit dazzling lightning, high-level magic weapon, thunder gloves.

Two purple thunderbolts suddenly flew out from Zhao Binshan's hands. Due to the close distance and the speed of the lightning, even the physical master could not avoid them.

Zhao Binshan was overjoyed as he watched the thunder light getting closer and closer to Wan Tianle.

It's stable, it's stable here!

Lightning fell, bringing with it a dazzling thunder.

Just when he thought he had successfully defeated Wan Tianle with this attack, a dark coffin suddenly appeared on the competition stage.

"over!"

Dean Su Pengshan spread his hands. As expected, this man still hadn't forgotten his broken coffin.

Before Zhao Binshan could react to what was going on, the black coffin roared in front of him.

boom!

When the coffin hit him, Zhao Binshan immediately felt as if he had been hit directly by a large truck. A mouthful of blood spurted out and turned into an afterimage that flew under the competition platform.

"Phew, I almost lost."

Wan Tianle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked very happy.

Everyone who heard this showed an extremely abstract expression.

Listen, listen, is this human language?

Almost lost.

The universe between your fingers, right?

Above the dean's seat, the four deans were deep in thought.

The one who reacted fastest was the Dean of Beiyu. He pointed at Wan Tianle who was walking down the stage and said: "Pengshan, don't tell me that this is actually a personal trainer?!"

"Hey, you are really right. He is not only a summoner, but also an individual master. He also majored in healing in our hospital and is also a healer."

Su Pengshan gave a thumbs up. Finally, he was not the only one who was tortured by Wan Tianle's strange talent.

The four deans were a little confused after hearing this.

Summoner, healer, body master.

How did Wan Tianle manage to master these three seemingly unrelated professions?

This is simply unreasonable.

While the four deans were brainstorming, the next game had already begun.

Han Yi walked onto the stage under the spotlight, and the one he was fighting against was the central fire magician, Feng Xinlan.

"Feng Xinlan...if I remember correctly, she seems to be the eldest lady of the Feng family in the capital. Tsk, tsk, tsk, why did I meet Han Yi? Such luck~"

Li Mubai shook his head helplessly, feeling sorry for Feng Xinlan