Mo Xiaojing is completely unreasonable. Not only is he unreasonable, but he also doesn't follow the rules.
This is not a battlefield of life and death. Even though it has changed from a competitive football game to a competitive battle, after all, in public, no matter what is done openly, it must be done with courtesy. For example, after a move, you can discuss it with each other. Let’s look at the key gains and losses of talents, comment on the opponent’s moves, etc.
No matter how difficult it is, you should wait for the person on the other side to catch his breath, etc., and make the necessary polite remarks.
However, Mo Xiaojing had nothing.
He commented on the opponent's moves, but that was before he took them.
He gave the other person a chance to breathe.
That was after he made his move.
In short, at this moment, Mo Xiaojing acted like he was taking advantage of your illness to kill you, with nine holy flames spinning around the center of a non-existent circle and heading straight towards Captain Minghuo.
Captain Minghuo's non-existent expression turned dark instantly.
Even if it was his previous estimate, it would only come one by one. The wheel battle consumes his energy and will.
Jiuduo was never mentioned.
After all, the other party is a senior. Although he pretends to be a student at this time because of his high moral character, he should keep a line in his behavior so that we can meet each other in the future. You can serve as a guide to the juniors. The nine flowers in the back row are soldiers who can defeat others without fighting.
But what the hell are you doing together? What's the point of simply relying on strength to crush someone? Do you still want dough?
The most important thing in life is life and death.
With life and death at stake, Captain Minghuo made a decisive decision.
Since the other party dares to kill people here, he still has enough confidence and support to kill himself as a hidden person. So he bit his finger, and a dense black mist rose from the broken wound on his fingertip.
Use the void as paper.
Use the palm of your hand as a pen.
Use Xuan blood as ink.
Draw a magic pattern array.
It was not any complicated and powerful magic pattern, because time only lasted within a blink of an eye.
Sometimes the simplest are the most powerful.
So he only drew six straight lines and two equilateral triangles.
But when two equilateral triangles are superimposed, they form a six-pointed star array.
The six-pointed star array is a nearly universal array because it is compatible with any magic in the six series. It is also one of the basic symbols of the magic pattern array because the flow of magic it leads can be flexibly converted into array services.
However, at this time, he had only one purpose in drawing this magic circle.
That is the formation disk.
A pure black crystal as deep as night was taken out from his hand, and then embedded into the center of the six-pointed star without delay. At that moment, the crystal slowly shattered, and the flowing night instantly filled the entire six-pointed star, turning into a side. The pure black shield then flowed and extended in all directions until it enveloped his entire body like an egg.
This is an indescribable power. From the six-pointed star being painted, to the crystal shattering and extending into an egg, in just one moment, such rapid and comprehensive protection achieved by relying on external force is of immeasurable value.
Immediately, nine holy flames came together.
Then, without even touching the ink egg, it was torn into pieces and dissipated by the remaining aura on its surface.
"I think." Ao Xuehua stood in the second echelon of the Late Summer Friends team, covering her face and saying to Ye Qing, "That guy is in trouble."
Ye Qing also understood all this and nodded: "If I were the person opposite, I would hunt him down for ten years at any cost."
At this time, all the truth naturally comes to light.
No matter what means Mo Xiaojing used to hide it, judging from the final result, the destructive power of the nine menacing holy flames was only equivalent to a magical fireball.
After all, no matter how extraordinary and powerful the ink egg is, it is a barrier mainly for defense. How can it be possible to annihilate the holy flame that is comparable to the forbidden curse with just a little breath participation.
When the black egg finally shattered, Captain Hellfire appeared on the spot unscathed, looking at the referee above with an angry face: "I need an explanation!"
"I was blatantly murdered by you here, using a secret method equivalent to a forbidden curse."
"My tribe also needs a reasonable explanation. First, the murderer must be handed over and sent to my tribe for trial."
Captain Hellfire was filled with indignation and protested loudly. He had enough confidence and had enough reasons.
As a shadow elite who has been crushing the outside world's geniuses since he left the clan, he was openly assassinated here by hiding his identity. How could this not make him fearful and angry?
The Shadow Clan suffered a major blow and recuperated for two hundred years before they had the courage to be reborn. However, this does not mean that the Shadow Clan has remained stagnant for two hundred years and is still the weakest among the seven clans. The Shadow Clan dares to provoke such a provocation without being bound by an oath. One clan has enough reason to start a war.
However, Captain Hellfire felt the silence behind him.
This is not normal.
After all, he was murdered as a leader, and the tribesmen behind him were all elite tribesmen who had absolute trust. There was no reason not to support him, and there was no reason not to gather together to protect his safety.
But neither.
He couldn't help but look back in confusion.
The tribesman closest to him tried hard to control his emotions and not laugh. After all, it was not easy to remain calm after watching the whole process.
"The holy flame is false, the abyss sacrifice is true."
The tribesman's words were concise and to the point, saying everything that needed to be said.
Captain Minghuo couldn't help but blush. His people naturally had no reason to lie, but if that were the case, then everything would make sense.
Why does a seventeen-year-old Ye Ye student have the strength of the pinnacle of the world?
Why would he dare to murder himself here without fear of any retaliation.
"But the first flower is definitely real." He looked at Mo Xiaojing and gritted his teeth.
"Of course the first one is real. I asked someone to spend a lot of effort to seal it." Mo Xiaojing nodded solemnly, confirming his judgment: "Just condensing one flower requires that school girl to spend a lot of effort. I I can only barely control one with her help."
"Then why can the second one resist my dark tenon?" Captain Minghuo asked coldly.
"Because." Mo Xiaojing's expression was innocent: "Of course I can block it with my hands."
"Why are you doing this?" Captain Minghuo's words were filled with murderous intent.
"I just want to teach you idiots something." Mo Xiaojing said matter-of-factly. At this time, his expression was indifferent and cold: "After two hundred years of drilling underground, you have forgotten what it means to discern tactics, that's why you were People treat you like fools, and I’m not the only one who treats you like fools, and you’ll see more of them soon.”
"It's just that you just lost a piece of the Abyss Sacrifice that can block Ziwei's blow. You will lose more, because the current world does not welcome your arrival."
The identity of Mo Xiaojing who spoke at this time was not just the chairman of the Student Government Association, but also represented the position of the college.
More importantly, it represents the forces behind him that he is subordinate to.
"It's shameless words." Captain Minghuo suppressed the pain of losing the protective object in his heart and said coldly: "In this case, we have to see what can stop us in today's world."
"You just pretended to use the Forbidden Spell, so if we use the real Forbidden Spell here, will anyone stop it?"
Captain Minghuo was furious, raised his right hand high, and began his obscure and difficult chant.
"A shadow darker than the night."
"A dawn as clear as blood."
"A blade colder than ice, a blade as thin as the wings of the wind."
"You who have come at my call, the dark night will cover the heavens and the earth, and the voice of freedom will ring through the clouds."
"Destroy, tear to pieces, suffer, despair."
"Nightblade Dawn."
(A tribute to Magister Xiu Dou’s Dragon Breaking Spell, although the second level is off the charts.
There will be almost no spells in this book, because the ones I wrote back then were also at a high level.
Although I'm past the age of watching cartoons about Show Magician, fortunately, I am a loyal fan of Fire Girl. )
