No, that is the blood of the sacred thorns, the so-called blood of the sacred thorns!

This is the only plant bloodline among the twelve bloodlines of the beasts, and it is also the royal bloodline of the southern beast tribe today! Su Meier... turned out to be the princess of the Southern Beast Royal Family? ! And looking at the length of these thorns, each one has at least seven knots, the length is about three or four meters, and the divine light flashes on it. Obviously, if Su Meier needs it, these sacred thorns can grow longer at any time!

The blood of the royal family, the sacred thorns of the seven festivals, what kind of weak is this?

Both Valalorka and Chopin on the sidelines couldn't help but opened their mouths and looked at each other. Valalorka smiled bitterly.

Should you say you have bad luck, or should you celebrate your good luck?

It was said that he had bad luck and encountered such a worthy opponent. He didn't even go to experience it. This is obviously extremely regrettable for Valalorka, who pursues martial arts.

And speaking of good luck, an orc royal family with the blood of the gods, and the blood of the gods that have been cultivated to the seventh festival, this is definitely the evil of the evils, if Varalorka really went on just now, it will be nine out of ten. Is going to lose.

Bang!

The waning moon on the court didn't have so many thoughts from others. The moment she saw the sacred thorns, she knew she was in big trouble.

After all, they are the people who came out of the Moon Worship Temple. They have vision and aspirations. Before Su Meier’s transformation is completely completed, a cloud of blue smoke bursts lightly, and the waning moon disappears from its original position. It is her best space transfer.

What royal blood, what orc princess, what enchanting genius, is just a mascot of the ghost class... kill!

Snapped!

Su Mei'er didn't move at all, but the eight sacred thorns behind him suddenly rose up, pierced into an empty sky, and then stood still.

A magical thing happened. After piercing into the air, the murderous intent rippling in the surrounding air suddenly dissipated, and the first half of the sacred thorns also "disappeared", as if somehow it was cut off inexplicably, and it seemed to be a thorn. Into a different dimension.

In the next second, traces of blood slowly flowed down one of the branches of the sacred thorns, and the eight sacred thorns suddenly pulled out at this time, dragging out a figure.

I saw that the figure was firmly controlled by the eight sacred thorns at this time, one of which pierced her palm, and the others were wrapped around her body, making her unable to move at all.

Jiaoyue’s face is full of expressions of disbelief, what exactly is this thorn vine? It can penetrate the barrier of space and directly stab yourself and catch yourself! Is this, this really an orc?

It’s just that I don’t get the approval of the Moon Worship Church in this ghost class. Now I have to use it as a stepping stone to other people’s fame... Just play against an unknown girl who turned out to be the Southern Beast Royal Family. Genius...

who am I? where am I? What am i doing?

Jiao Canyue spit out blood, my mentality collapsed!

The outcome of the outcome is already obvious.

Absolute spike!

Fantasea's mouth opened wide: You, do you call this a martial arts school? Or is she still not real at all?

Hei Wukai's eyes lit up slightly, and Lao Wang was also surprised and delighted. When Lao Wu asked Su Mei'er to come over, he said that Su Mei'er is very strong and should be able to help Wang Feng. , But that kind of words came out of Lao Wu’s mouth, and it felt like introducing him to a blind date... When the blind date was on, the parents just wanted to praise their sons and daughters as unparalleled in the sky and unparalleled in the underground. ?

In addition, Su Mei'er's own playfulness is deeply ingrained in Lao Wang's mind, so Wang Feng perfunctory Udagan, but he really didn't pay much attention to this in his heart, but I didn't expect that... it would be a god. Jing bloodline, and also a sacred thorn transformation that has been cultivated to a fairly mature state, how old is Su Meier? Sixteen years old, right? Hey, this talent is no worse than Winnie, and the ghost class has gained another general!

"Pharaoh?" Hei Wukai pushed him.

Only then did Wang Feng remember to announce the result, and hurriedly played: "Fantasy Team, Su Meier wins the fourth game!"

Su Mei'er put down the injured waning moon and bowed to all around her. Winning or losing was not unforeseen for her.

In fact, the world is sometimes very unfair. The reason why she is interested in music and eager to play is really not because she didn't make progress, but since she was a child, her practice was too simple for her. It’s not the kind of person who suffers a lot of grievances. It lives in a stress-free environment protected by people. There is no challenge at all to practice that is too simple and smooth. I don’t know what the bottleneck is, and I was told not to cross it. To enter the ghost level early, you need more solid foundation... Then what else can you do if you don't play some music or the like?

"Su Meier! Su Meier!"

"Orc royal family, the blood of the sacred thorns, one of the twelve primitive blood!"

"Sister Su Mei'er is so strong? Oh my god, our Rose Ghost class is too good!"

There was no hesitation this time, and there was a burst of cheers and applause.

Fan Texi was surprised and delighted to see him. As expected, Pharaoh was quite a buddy, and he quietly placed such a hidden BOSS beside him. This is the true love between brothers!

Motong looked at De Broglie triumphantly. This guy's temple ranking is actually higher than that of Motong, or even higher than Lao Hei? Motong has always been very upset to repay this: "Returning to the top ten of the church... Look, every girl has won!"

"Yes, Gina won too." De Broglie gave him a blank look. He likes to chat with others, but Motong is definitely not included among the candidates.

Mo Tong's face suddenly stiffened: "Do you not understand human words? I told you that I am..."

"You lost on purpose, didn't you?" De Broglie laughed loudly. He didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence at all. He looked at him and said with a smile, "Understood!"

"I'll rub! Don't be yin and yang weird with me. Have a match after a match?"

"Not interested in."

"Are you scared?" Mo Tong laughed, trying to excite his general, but De Broglie smiled and shook his finger at him.

"No." De Broglie said lightly: "I just don't want to bully children..."

…………

After four games, two to two draw!

Seeing that the game was about to lose, it was now pulled back to the same starting line, and the next game would no longer require Pharaoh to warm up or introduce too much, let alone the spectators around to guess the candidates on both sides.

"The last game, the captain's game!" Lao Wang retired directly to the side after finishing his sentence, picked up his health cup, and handed over the arena to the two sides that had already attracted much attention.

Captain match, Chopin vs. Fantasy!

Both are absolute top melee masters, and they are both ghost-level powerhouses in today's ghost-level classes, and benchmarks in the eyes of all students.

On the basis, Chopin seems to be stronger. After all, before he knew Wang Feng, the third prince of Longyue was already one of the top 100 masters in the sanctuary, and the return of Dragon City after practicing in the Warcraft Mountains was even more of a stroke. Climbed to the top ten position of the temple, and once independently killed the prince Obroluo of the Northern Beast tribe. He is famous and has rich practical experience. His identity as the third prince of Dragon and Moon and his profound accumulation of resources are obviously not. Fantasy can be compared.

But Fantsey stepped into the realm of the ghost level earlier than Chopin, and his control over the power of the ghost level, and even the strength of his power, is probably much stronger than that of Chopin who has just advanced to the ghost level. Slightly worse, but strong in absorptive capacity and learning ability. Everyone can see his progress in this way during the Rose Eightfold War, and he is definitely an alternative genius.

Therefore, as early as when Wang Feng announced the Open, there were so-called experts on the Templar Lights to evaluate the strength of these captains. If Chopin's value can reach eight points, then Fanci and Winnie. There is no doubt that it is between nine and ten minutes.

The gap is not big, each has its own advantages, but the advantages of Fantasy and Winnie seem to be bigger. This is the most pertinent and mainstream analysis, and it is also the most recognized evaluation by the disciples of the Rose Temple today.

The excitement is coming. More than 20,000 people around the stands cheered in unison. Many of them stood up and swelled desperately, shouting the name of Fantasy or Chopin with exhaustion. They were extremely excited, and the degree of madness was more than that. It is because of the star chasing that people in the ghost class can see these ghost-level battles every day, but for ordinary rose disciples, how many real ghost-level battles can be seen in this lifetime?

Such an opportunity is too rare! It's the Rose Temple. If you change to another church, you can't get such a lineup even if you are really killed in the internal game.

Chopin smiled slightly, and walked slowly onto the stage. His head was matched with the uniform of the black rose representing the ghost level, plus the faint smile on his face, plain and unassuming.

Fantsey plucked the couple's eyes on the sockets. They were exactly the same as Chopin's, but with this figure...

The two black roses are standing on the court separately at this time. It makes sense to say that Chopin is a black rose. The chiseled muscles and the close-fitting uniforms still have a sense of line, but Assi's side looks really unreasonable.' The word'rose' is connected together. After becoming a ghost class, Fantasy seems to be a little fatter again... Even if it is a specially customized oversized uniform, the belly is still bulging. , Making him look a little bloated.

Of course, no one would laugh at Fantasy. Obesity has become his label and weapon. Now everyone knows that the fat body is in fact unique to Fantasy that makes opponents nowhere to start. The strongest defense.

After the extreme noise, no one wanted to lose, let alone on such a highly anticipated stage.

After putting aside the things that should be considered as a captain before, both of them showed absolute concentration in their eyes.

The ghost-level ‘vision’ is completely different from that of Hu Dian.

At the top of the tiger, Chopin was more accustomed to looking at his opponent's posture and aura before the battle, to initially judge the strength of his opponent, but after entering the ghost level, he looked at his eyes and mind...

You must not only observe your opponent, but also understand what kind of state you are in the eyes of the opponent.

Eyes are the windows of a person's soul, and every slight change in their eyes represents the rich heart activities of the opponent. Interpreting this information can more accurately judge the comparison of each other's strength.

At this time, Fantsey gave Chopin the feeling of two words-calmness.

Obviously, this guy's mentality has already been tempered, and the outside world's evaluation of his "used to be weak will affect the basic height" is obviously very inaccurate.

Of course, the inaccurate part of the external evaluation obviously also includes those saying that'Chopin has been in the ghost class for a short time.'

When ordinary soul cultivators first set foot on the ghost level, they will indeed be trapped in the control of the soul power, the consolidation of the ghost level realm, and many other issues, and they cannot immediately use the power of the ghost level, but this law is true. Obviously, this genius does not apply to him, and it so happens that Chopin is such a genius.

boom!

No longer waiting, a terrifying force suddenly rose from Chopin's body, surpassing the barrier of the tiger top in an instant.

His spirit power is growing rapidly, and his flesh body becomes shining brightly against the background of the spirit power. A terrifying air current swirls around him, causing his feet to gradually leave the air, floating naturally, shining brightly. In his eyes, two bright rays of light dazzled from those eye sockets, staring straight at Fantasy like a sword, with a dragon looming behind him.

Opposite him, the same change took place in Fantasy's body.

The same ghost-level spirit power, the same slowly suspended in the air, the turbulent spirit power drove the airflow, raging in the field, rolling up the rubble on the ground and the ice residue from the previous battle, the momentum is amazing, only different from Chopin , Just the soul-seed phantom behind that.

Tai Chi Tiger!

The vigorous spirit power permeated the field, and the two ghost-levels with their toes hanging off the ground had already detonated the enthusiasm of more than 20,000 people in an instant before the fight started.

"I actually watched two ghost-level battles on the spot..."

"The ghost-level disciple of the temple, it's still a team match, it is estimated that it is unique in the history of the temple, right?"

"How can we say that it is the number one temple now. Be confident and remove the word ‘ba’. It’s unique!"

"The first church in history!"

There were cheers, whistles and applause in the stands.

The disciples of Rose in the past had no confidence when they went outside. They had to be cautious in participating in a hero contest for fear of being looked down upon. But now disciples of Rose Temple, their self-confidence is bursting at any time, even the so-called ten temples. I didn't pay attention to it, and my subconscious mind felt that Rose was a step higher than all other temples.

"Senior Sister Famil, you are familiar with these two, who do you think is great?"

"Haha, think about who Senior Sister Mir will cheer for this time!"

Famil was also in the stands. She belonged to the Chopin team. At this time, the companions around them all teased and teased. Famil said with a smile: "They are both very strong. As for who to cheer for... I am Chopin. The team, of course, cheer for your boyfriend! Assi, cheer for you, if you win, you will be rewarded!"

"What is the reward?"

"Then need to say, of course it belongs to Sister Famil..."

"Are you going to force me to fire and guard against theft and girlfriend?" Famil kicked a friend or girlfriend unceremoniously.

There was a lot of laughter all around.

The two in the field were not disturbed. When the evenly matched ghost-level auras came together, the two had only left each other in their eyes.

There is no wave in Chopin’s eyes. After breaking through the ghost level, not only his strength, but also his mentality seems to have suddenly come to a strange situation. Many things that he cared about before, Chopin no longer cares, many things that he was interested in before. It seems that he is not interested anymore. Peace and tranquility have become the main theme of Chopin’s soul. Frankly speaking, even Chopin himself sometimes doesn’t know what he’s thinking. In fact, he doesn’t think about anything at all, and doesn’t go casually anymore. Conjecture about others, even the most basic daily inferences are too lazy to do...

This is very strange. For example, I used to occasionally think about what I had for breakfast today, but now Chopin prefers to go directly to the cafeteria to see what he eats; for example, when chatting with people, he always subconsciously thinks about what the other person will say in the next sentence, but now... …Why do you want to guess? Wouldn’t it be better to just listen to other people’s ideas?

He is enjoying the peace of mind, enjoying every moment of life or the surprises that this world brings to him, just like the opponents he is facing now... This is not a battle of life or death, nor is it about honor, but just In a game, some people may stare at the punishment and depression after losing, and are nervous for this, but what Chopin sees is the joy of the winner, and the whole body is relaxed. Both are ghost class disciples. If there is a loss, there must be To win, no matter who wins, the side who wins must be very happy. This is not a matter of bitterness and hatred.

So Chopin didn't care about winning or losing, and he didn't even think about how to design tactics based on the characteristics of Fantasy.

Frankly speaking, the "reading ability" of ghost-level powerhouses is very strong, and Fantsey is an absolute talent in this area. After all, as a child who has been educated in clubs since childhood, if he could see the murderous in the eyes of his parents earlier ', then at least two beatings can be saved. If you can realize early where the old man's stick is pulled down, adjust your posture in advance, at least you can use the thickest piece of meat to cushion... They are all talents that are forced out.

And after self-confidence is improved, especially after stepping into the ghost level, this ability has been further improved in Fantasy, and it can be called an absolute combat interpretation machine! The fighting intentions of those tiger disciples in the ghost class can be completely seen by Fantasy with a casual glance. Even Winnie’s fighting intentions can’t be hidden from Fantasy’s eyes. Every move seems to have told Fantasy in advance. What are you doing, so much so that Winnie and Fantasy's exchanges are actually because Winnie loses more and wins less...

But at this moment, the faint smile on Chopin's calm face made Fantasy a little uncomfortable.

He could not read the slightest information from Chopin's eyes! Even in the overall sense of consciousness, you can't see any of his aura circulation, no emotional fluctuations... The whole person is like a cloud of inexplicable chaos, no information can be read, let alone Speaking of predicting the opponent's shots and strategic intentions.

For Fantasy, who had long been accustomed to deciphering his opponents, suddenly encountering an opponent like Chopin was like blindfolding him suddenly.

Uncomfortable, uncomfortable, uncomfortable!

Fantasy snorted...don't care!

Buzzing~~

Observing and observing, the soul power of the two people has been continuously improving. At this time, the golden dragon soul power and the white Tai Chi tiger soul power have expanded to the extreme, as if the two groups are shining with each other, but they are not mutually exclusive. The fusion light touched and rubbed in the air between the two, stimulating sparks at the meeting place.

Zipa Zipa!

The fire was shining, and the spirit power ran away, but it seemed that there was an inexplicable tacit understanding. The rising spirit power suddenly stopped at the same time, making the battle intent in the field also slightly certain.

"Brother Chopin."

"Fantasy Junior Brother."

The two people in the field made a starting gift at the same time: "Please!"

The atmosphere in the field suddenly solidified at this moment. Everyone realized that the war was about to begin, and subconsciously held their breath...

Winnie's eyes flashed with excitement, full of excitement.

During this period of time, she and Fantsey analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of Chopin and Guler. Chopin belongs to the kind of martial artist with strong melee combat ability, but this is what Fantsey is not afraid of. In terms of close combat, Fantsey is still If you really don’t agree with anyone, the only thing you need to pay attention to is Chopin’s spinning storm. It can already explode that level of power when he is at the top of the tiger. After entering the ghost level, it must be even more powerful. If you really want to release this indiscriminate big move, you It may be okay. After all, there are many methods, but Fantsey will be quite a headache. He is a pure melee, and he will carry others' waves with his body. It is not a loss...

Of course, it is not impossible to deal with it. The best way is to stay close to the body as much as possible and not give him a chance to release the spinning storm!

Fantsey must have this ability. Winnie believes that the guy was completely reborn after he entered the ghost level, and now he has slipped into the dark fight, his eyes are super sharp, his brain is super flexible, and he looks like a brown candy behind him. Even a flexible assassin like himself can't get rid of him...

The two people in the field are as calm as Yue, and the peace at this moment is like the moment before the storm...

Boom~~

The huge white tiger's eyes suddenly became frenzied, the white light covered his eyes, he jumped and took the first shot.

Crazy Tai Chi Tiger!

Unlike the Tai Chi tiger who lost his mind during the eight wars, although the Tai Chi tiger at this time was still looking frenzied, Fantasy's consciousness was extremely clear, and that frenzied blood seemed to be a kind of excitement at this time. The medicine can help him improve his combat power, soul power, and the excitement of his body muscles, but it will not affect his consciousness and judgment too much.

Fantasea hasn't been idle this month~lightnovelpub.net~ This is a ghost-level mad Tai Chi tiger, a power that is truly under his control!

The spirit power that Fantasea raised during the confrontation was already strong enough, enough to stun more than 10,000 tigers in the field, and let people clearly feel the power of the ghost-level, but at this moment, the ghost-level madness Tai Chi tiger exploded, but It makes people feel that his spirit power just now is just a starting point.

In the face of Chopin, he didn't dare to be careless.

The distance between the two of them was only a few meters away. For a ghost-level powerhouse, such a distance was almost the same as being close at hand. What's more, fanciful under the madness of Tai Chi Tiger?

Crazy to the extreme speed, it teleported in front of Chopin almost at the moment of activation, the huge imaginary madness, as if two thick tiger claws suddenly came towards Chopin's shoulders.

Dodge? It doesn't exist. Fantsey has a hundred ways that opponents can dodge in his mind, but there are also a hundred ways to deal with dodge. What is the most important thing in melee combat? It's rhythm! As long as the opponent enters his own rhythm...Huh? !

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