When he saw his opponent standing there in the distance, his hair color and eyes changing, a breath of freshness like mint and rose slowly filling his surroundings, and the first black mist on the opposite side of the field slowly condensing, the captain of the Underworld Fire Team felt a little confused. He covered his nose in disgust, as if he hated the smell of light and water.
But he finally stopped looking down on the opponent in front of him.
"Everyone retreats." Yibi said quietly, her voice echoing throughout the field: "Strategic defense until the end of the game."
Even in the academy, which is widely considered to be the most powerful place in the mortal world, the Yin Clan is still regarded as the Yin Clan. The Yanling that once targeted the true names of the Seven Yin Clan simply and effectively locked the spread of those seven names in the mortal world. .
So when the captain behind him changed his appearance and even his strength level and aura, the members of the Nine Songs Team were not too surprised.
Those who are selfless have nothing to fear, and those who do not know have nothing to fear.
Magic items that hide physical signs are not uncommon in Ye Ye College. Hiding strength and the like are commonplace in this genius concentration camp, so no one asks anything. Besides, this is a crucial game, and behind you is the captain who can trust everything.
this! enough!
Everyone retreated, just like a formation switch that had been rehearsed thousands of times.
They also didn't understand why the opponents in front of them all mysteriously dispersed into smoke, even though the president had given them a pass through the wind before - this game must be played with the intention of losing.
But if you follow the captain's orders, you can do such simple things as long as you say it.
Just like Yi Bi said, here, her orders are ten times more effective than Mo Xiaojing's.
On the stand, Mo Xiaojing looked at the motionless red crystal and shook his head tiredly: "Even so, he will still not be their opponent."
"After all, that race once reached the pinnacle of all races. Even if it is knocked down from the clouds, it is still beyond the reach of existences like us in the dust." Qi Xia said with a smile. There was no sign of anxiety, but there was no joking either: "Jiu The chorus leader has extraordinary potential and extraordinary status, but how can one fight against nine?"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Xiao Jiu tried hard to disrupt the atmosphere: "Why one against nine? What are you doing against me?"
But such a joke is really not funny.
The opponents are the hidden people who have been forced to hide from the world for more than two hundred years. No one knows what they want to do when they suddenly appear here.
The only things that are certain are two things.
First, even if it is to establish prestige, even if it is just to let others remember, they will only win but not lose.
Second, the nine people who appeared here for this purpose are definitely the best among the younger generation of that race.
On the field, the Jiu Ge team completely gave up the offense, and all members hid in the backcourt, just waiting for the end of the game.
After all, they hold a huge advantage of three to zero.
"Is this enough?" Captain Minghuo sneered as he looked at the waiting formation on the opposite side, "You should know that the condition for victory is not just the end of the lead."
As he said this, his figure instantly became blurred and turned into mist, heading toward the Nine Songs Team's half.
Then a ray of light flashed through, piercing the black mist. His half-expanded figure suddenly solidified, and he fell back two steps before standing still. With a little disbelief and anger: "You dare to hurt me?"
Yibi quietly retracted her outstretched fingers, and the light came from her fingertips.
“You shall not speak of your kind, nor shall I speak of my kind.”
Yibi spoke quietly, her voice soft and cold: "I hurt you, so what?"
"The members of the Underworld Fire Team released black mist to wrap themselves up. They are indeed rare dark magicians. But why did they come to the academy to participate in the Lanliu Conference? Bei Luan, I am also very curious."
"Their black mist looks very much like the five-level magic dark enchantment of the dark system. It can completely absorb all the light within the range. The members of the Nine Songs Team began to test the black mist with water balloons, but it seemed that there was really nothing inside. It will penetrate directly no matter what.”
"It's just that, even Beiluan, I can't tell where the ball is. It's very troublesome."
Even at this time, Bei Luan was still trying hard to explain everything that happened on the field. Even though she already knew that some very bad changes had occurred, she still had to do what she needed to do here and now.
"Can't attack?" Yibi looked at the black mist and tilted her head slightly, raising her right arm forward: "What about this? Everyone?"
There was pure light overflowing from her fingers, dripping like water drops, just like the dripping sun.
The entire venue was instantly enveloped in warm and pure light.
"The sky is shining brightly! The ultimate magic of the light system has multiple magical attributes such as healing, purification, and burning. The focus is different depending on the intention of the caster."
"But." Bei Luan's voice was a little questioning: "Captain Yibi used the ultimate magic on the field. Although he chose the purification attribute, this has exceeded the magic limit for water polo competitions."
"But why was there no warning or penalty?"
Bei Luan is such a smart woman, otherwise she would not be the deputy of the Student Government Association.
But at this time, as a commentator, she should not take sides in the game, even if her best friend is down there and something bad happens.
But she can still help in her own way.
This game has been on an abnormal trajectory since Team Hellfire used Hellfire, but no one stopped it. The magic restrictions on the field have long been ineffective, but the big shots in the academy turned a blind eye.
So when Yibi openly used magic that far exceeded the limit, she immediately introduced the full effect of the magic and emphasized its illegality.
This is the help she can give from the position she sits at this time, and she does not grudge it.
So when there was a buzz of discussion on the field, a rumble sounded from an unknown place, echoing on the Lotus field.
It was the gentle and calm voice of an old man, and Ge Sheng immediately reacted to the voice.
It's Lin Xi's voice!
Sure enough, the dean of this college was watching this game silently, and he was far from the only one watching this game.
"Rules change!"
he said.
"The magic level restrictions are temporarily lifted and all means are allowed to be used to compete."
"The only rule, no death of any kind is allowed on the field."
"That's right."
Lin Xi's words were short and concise, and she didn't even intend to give any explanation.
Of course, he doesn't need to explain, this is his country.
"Understood." Yibi said calmly.
"Understood." Captain Minghuo nodded.
On the stands, Ye Qing hammered the chair in front of him: "Why don't you just cancel the game!"
Qi Xia turned around, looked at her sunken cushion with distress, and smiled with squinted eyes: "This is the first time in the hundreds of years of the Lan Liu Club that the rules have been temporarily changed on the field. Who gave us an unreasonable dean?" Woolen cloth."
"But it also shows that there is more to this game than meets the eye."
Under the bright light of the sky, the edges of the ethereal black mist began to slowly melt. They began to retreat and regrouped behind Captain Hellfire. He shook his head, lowered his head and took off his hat to reveal pure black short hair.
The black eyes are as deep as the night.
"Are you so anxious to die?" He also raised his right hand and smiled sideways, with a strange and evil smile: "Although, you can't die."
There was pure shadow pouring out of his hands, like the huge wings of a condor stretching out in the sky, like a drop of the blackest and thickest ink dripping into clear water.
"As you wish. Girl."
