Just after Huo Yuhao was about to be swallowed by darkness, a beautiful figure appeared in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea.
"The use of mental power should be like this." A cold female voice came from Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea. Naturally, others could not hear it. Only Huo Yuhao could hear it clearly.
At this time, Huo Yuhao found that he seemed to have lost control of his body, but everything around him was so clearly presented in his brain.
Immediately afterwards, he felt his soul power begin to boil, and the next moment, his spiritual eyes that had turned gray suddenly lit up.
The first soul ring soul skill - soul impact, was activated again without Huo Yuhao's control.
The use of soul skills this time was different from the previous ones. The speed seemed a bit slow, and the amount of mental power used was not as much as before.
His current mental strength is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark and hidden grass, slowly spitting out its snake message, looking at the people passing by, ready to choose and devour them at any time.
Moreover, when Huo Yuhao usually used it, he used a messy and disordered mental power to carry out soul impact. At this time, it was controlled and restrained to only the thickness of a hair. It was a bit like the fox tail soul used by Cui Yajie before. Needle look.
After finishing this, the gray-eyed Huo Yuhao stretched out Huo Yuhao's slender and white fingers, lightly touched Wu Feng, and then said in a cold voice, "Ling, soul, rush, strike."
After he finished speaking, the people around him only saw Huo Yuhao's eyes suddenly light up. They were no longer the silent gray, but instantly became crystal clear.
Immediately afterwards, his noble, cold and arrogant gray eyes flickered slightly, and then, the next second, fell silent.
Then, Wu Feng's hoarse screams sounded from the other side.
Although Wu Feng had already begun to make preparations when she felt fear, and directly concentrated all her remaining soul power in her brain for defense.
However, the moment Huo Yuhao pointed his finger at her, she felt a gray steel needle suddenly fly into the center of her eyebrow, and then, little by little, the steel needle slowly penetrated into her head. Inside, she could clearly feel that there was a person holding a hammer on her head. Time passed minute by second, and then the person's hammer also struck once, twice, and three times. The steel nail stuck in her head, and then,
She could clearly feel the steel needle piercing her defenses layer by layer, and finally touching her fragile brain gently.
The moment she clicked, her whole world seemed to be quiet, including the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, the sound of wind, the sound of others fighting souls outside, the sound of her classmates breathing in the stands, and the sound of her own heartbeat.
At that moment, it seemed that all these sounds were silent, and the brain fell into a blank stagnation for a moment, and even the breath was forgotten. The world seemed to be under a huge white curtain, leaving only a straight black line.
Wu Feng's whole head was raised with her neat long red hair, as if she was electrocuted. Her eyes turned gray at that moment, and her whole body lost its highlight, and she looked heavily towards Then he fell to the ground and fell into coma.
After seeing this scene, Huo Yuhao softly uttered the word "bitch" in a cold voice.
The battle ended just like that, but every student from Grade 1 and Class 1 present seemed to have been strangled by the neck. The whole place was silent and no sound could be made.
Ling Ge's hand that was holding on to the railing finally relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that it was Electrolux who took action.
Ling Ge also felt the sense of disobedience on Huo Yuhao's body at this time, as if his whole aura had suddenly changed. Huo Yuhao's original aura and the way he made others feel, everything had happened. Change.
Gu Yan<spa> He could feel the darkness, silence, silent despair, and deathly silence in Huo Yuhao's body.
"He is truly worthy of being the Holy Mage of the Dead - Electrolux." Ling Ge secretly sighed in his heart.
In the eyes of everyone, Huo Yuhao's body swayed slightly, and then the gray in his eyes slowly receded, but he still stood there upright.
His warm blue eyes, which had returned to blue, glanced at the students in the stands, and finally looked at Ling Ge. After looking at each other, he slowly walked out of the venue, but did not look at him again. When he glanced at Wu Feng, he didn't even pay attention to Wang Yan.
After brushing past Huo Yuhao who was walking outside the venue, Wang Yan quickly came to Wu Feng's side, checked her body, and found that she had simply passed out and had not suffered any real injuries.
However, this also made Wang Yan a little worried. It seemed that there was a mental problem, so Wang Yan hurriedly picked her up and sent her to the infirmary. He was not good at treatment, so he still wanted to send her to the infirmary. See a professional for treatment.
Huo Yuhao quickly walked towards the exit, and what was waiting for him here were Ling Ge, who jumped down from the stands as early as the moment the two looked at each other, and Wang Dong, who spread his wings and flew down. There was also Xiao Xiao who was brought down by Wang Dong.
"Yuhao, you are so awesome." Xiao Xiao said with excitement.
But at this time, Ling Ge and Wang Dong couldn't laugh.
Both of them looked a little gloomy and walked towards Huo Yuhao in three steps at a time.
At this time, Huo Yuhao insisted on walking to Ling Ge, and then looked at him deeply. The next moment, he fell directly on Ling Ge and fainted.
Ling Ge gently caught Huo Yuhao, who was now limp, and hugged his soft body. Ling Ge found that even his breathing was burning.
Ling Ge slowly hugged him, and as soon as he put his hand on his back, Ling Ge felt as if he touched something wet.
He raised his hand and touched it, only to find it was bloody.
Ling Ge had even forgotten that Huo Yuhao had been scratched by that guy Wu Feng just now.
Ling Ge took another look and found that there were burn marks on both of Huo Yuhao's arms.
These were all burned by Wu Feng's red dragon fire.
Huo Yuhao's injuries have always been much more serious than Wu Feng's, but he has always supported him and refused to fall.
Ling Ge hugged him tightly, carried him on his back with Wang Dong's help, and then ran out.
Yuhao must not want others to see how fragile he is now. He must fulfill his persistence. This is the only thought in Ling Ge's mind at this time.
