Water flowed out from the gaps between the earth thorns and vines, and more and more water flowed out.
The air at this time had become less hot, and Wen Wanning felt that her breathing was gradually becoming easier.
Ye Jiuyou was not surprised by this. After all, Wen Wanning was Huang Lingshi and had the ability to solve difficult situations.
It's just that if you want to get out of the Nanmingli fire, you may have to burn off a layer of skin.
It is a pity that Ye Jiuyou cannot use the three spiritual powers of wind, ice and thunder. If he had used them, Wen Wanning would have been lying on the ground with more air coming out and less air coming in.
Ye Jiuyou wasn't in a hurry. Wen Wanning didn't want to admit defeat anyway, so he kept wasting it.
Anyway, it's not her who feels uncomfortable.
Wen Wanning felt that her breathing had become much easier, but the flames around her were still burning.
"What's going on? There's water that can't put out the fire!"
"What happened to Ye Jiuyou's fire spirit root? Her fire is actually different?"
"If this flame does not go out, it feels like the arena will burn down."
"This arena hasn't been broken in many years. If it were broken, how many spiritual stones would it cost to repair it?"
Ye Jiuyou: "?"
She quickly looked at the place where the flames were burning, and sure enough, the stones on the ring were burned and cracked. After the fire was extinguished, they would probably break into powder with a light step.
If she damages the arena, will she be asked to compensate?
Thinking like this, the flames on the stage gradually became much smaller.
Ye Jiuyou was thinking about how to fight Wen Wanning without spiritual power when he heard Di Yin's voice in his mind, "Don't worry, I'll be with you in everything."
Humph, her man is the vice-dean, what’s a ring?
A gentle male voice sounded from the audience. It was Yanling Qianhan who was speaking, "Ye Jiuyou, the damage to the arena is the responsibility of the college. You don't need to pay for it!"
Ye Jiuyou turned to look at the audience and nodded slightly to Yanling Qianhan.
After all, he could say this just to let her continue to attack Wen Wanning.
Ye Jiuyou immediately enlarged the flame, making Wen Wanning angry and yelling inside:
"Ye Jiuyou! Bitch! Don't use fire if you have the guts!"
"The five spiritual roots are amazing! If you have the ability, you only need water spiritual roots!"
"Ahhh! Bitch, bitch!"
Wen Wanning's furious voice shocked everyone around her.
It was hard for them to believe that such vulgar curses were coming from the goddess Wanning.
But they didn't know that Wen Wanning was as embarrassed as a dirty beggar at this moment.
The vines were still attacking her. Her white dress was stained with mud, her hair became messy, and her black hair was covered with mud spots.
When soil and water mix, it naturally turns into dirty muddy water.
After being roasted by the hot scalding temperature, the dress became dry, and the muddy water stuck to her body firmly.
Listening to her scolding, Ye Jiuyou raised his voice and said: "Aunt Wen, the more you scold me, the more excited I become, and the more excited I am, but I can't control my five spiritual roots -"
"Here comes the water!"
"Tu Lai!"
"Golden wood fire!"
With Ye Jiuyou's voice one after another, heavy rain fell, and the fine raindrops were like a piece of rain cloth, making it impossible to see clearly what was happening in the rain.
The golden spiritual power turned into pieces of golden leaves and slammed towards the soil thorns.
In an instant, the huge earth thorn collapsed, and the blades in the sky pierced towards a clay figure.
"ah!"
A shrill scream came from the mouth of the clay figure.
Ye Jiuyou ejected from the spot, her whole body covered in a layer of orange-red flames, as if her red dress was on fire.
Wen Wanning waved the sword in her hand wildly. The raindrops hit her so hard that she couldn't see the surrounding scene at all. She could only swing the sword randomly to block the flying blades.
She had just used a lot of water spiritual power, and the sea of qi in her Dantian was about to dry up, and there was not much spiritual power left in her body.
Therefore, she no longer has the ability to use spiritual power to build a defensive barrier to protect herself, and can only let those blades pierce her body.
In the blur, a red shadow flew towards her.
Wen Wanning thought it was Ye Jiuyou's fire spirit power and hurriedly dodged aside.
The next moment, the red shadow also changed direction and appeared directly in front of her.
"boom!"
A punch fell, hitting Wen Wanning in the chest.
"puff--"
Wen Wanning spit out a mouthful of blood instantly and flew out.
She fell heavily onto the ring and her back hurt.
In the rain all over the sky, Ye Jiuyou punched him one after another.
The iron fist with a layer of flames smashed out fire holes one after another in Wen Wanning's white dress.
Wen Wanning gasped for air and made a hoarse voice, "I...I..."
"Snapped!"
A loud slap hit Wen Wanning's face, interrupting what she was about to say.
Ye Jiuyou's voice was low and cold, "If it had been anyone else today, I'm afraid I would have been beaten to death by you. It's a pity that you met me."
Another slap fell, and a bloody slap mark appeared on both sides of Wen Wanning's face.
Ye Jiuyou punched her dozens of times in succession, and finally felt relieved.
The moment she stood up, the rain curtain disappeared.
Everyone in the audience hurriedly took a closer look and saw that Ye Jiuyou was dressed cleanly in red, and not even a hair was wet.
On the ground, a dark clay figure lay motionless, and the white skirt could be vaguely seen in the soil.
"Wen Wanning lost!"
"Goddess Wanning actually lost!"
"The Yellow Spirit Master lost to the Red Spirit Master! A fantasy!"
Ye Xueying and Ye Yuejiao both opened their eyes wide, looking in disbelief that the person lying on the ground was actually Wen Wanning!
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, what should we do? Are we going to go to the yellow-letter class in the future..."
Qiao Lianwei said from the side: "Aren't you just going to the Tianzi class through the back door? What's the regret in leaving? Tsk! You might not even be able to get into the Yellow class class on your own!"
Now that she has left the Valley of Forgetfulness, she wishes that everyone would be as unlucky as her.
She didn't care if these two people were princesses or not, even if they were princesses, she still had Cao Ding to support her!
Ye Xueying ignored Qiao Lianwei's taunting and shouted towards the ring: "Sister Wan Ning, don't admit defeat! Get up and teach Ye Jiuyou a lesson!"
Wen Wanning's whole body was now in burning pain. The fist was not only like an iron hitting her body, but also had a burning sensation, as if her skin had been burned off.
Ye Jiuyou stood next to her, looking at her condescendingly, and asked in a cold voice: "Are you admitting defeat?"
Wen Wanning looked at her. Ye Jiuyou had the sunlight behind her, and her charming face was hidden in the slightly darker light and shadow. Her whole body seemed to be glowing.
Beautiful, powerful.
The sun was too dazzling, and Wen Wanning's slightly squinted eyes were filled with hatred.
Everyone around held their breath, waiting for Wen Wanning's answer.
Even if they already know the result, they still want to hear the words "I surrender" from Wen Wanning's own words.
Time passed little by little, and Ye Xueying's heart was beating wildly.
Finally, a very soft voice came from the stage, "I surrender."
Wen Wanning gave up.
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