Mo Lingfeng's Performance
Chapter 817:Mo Lingfeng's Performance
You know, although Wang Mengyao failed to enter the top three of the last big exam, but in the previous several battles, but the performance is very strong, each time and the opponent fight, most of the contest she is not useful, just by virtue of the spiritual attack will wipe the other side in the illusion.
In every duel before she won by an absolute margin.
And this time, Wang Mengyao did not have the slightest light enemy, she also believes that Qin Yuxuan, one of the top ten in the final, is a strong enemy, so the magic attack and the weapon attack together, but so, the final result is still her loss!
With all her efforts, she still lost the game, which fully proves that Wang Mengyao's opponent is more terrible than her!It is stronger than everyone thought.
“What?“Did Qin Yuxuan win this boy?”The distant Shushan sent the head of the Heavenly Sword Dao, as well as those peak masters and high-ranking people, all had their eyes bright.
Before the battle between Qin Yuxuan and Wang Mengyao, most of them believed that Wang Mengyao would win, because it was clear to everyone how difficult it was for spiritual attacks to cultivate to directly attack people's inner gods, and how terrible it was for a magician to complete the great completion of the chemical period.
Many people think that Qin Yuxuan's performance has stopped here.But they didn’t think the boy could go any further.
"From the illusion of Wang Mengyao, in such a short time to wake up, how strong the knowledge must be!"It has to be a very strong will!Qin Yuxuan, this boy, great!It's great!"Even the sword-wielding people praise the unscrupulously.
Originally he was concerned about Qin Yuxuan, but only because this boy went to the elite college to study, it is just the face of the Shushan faction.He did not look good about Qin Yuxuan's achievements in the gate school entrance examination.After all, Qin Yuxuan's time for the stageization period is too short, and his opponent is too strong.
But now, Qin Yuxuan also defeated Wang Mengyao's powerful magic master, and let him look at it.After all, Wang Mengyao is recognized by several high-level students, and he has absolute strength to enter the top five disciples in this college entrance examination.
However, this person was defeated by Qin Yuxuan.This makes them look forward to the final position of this exam.
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Qin Yuxuan's game ended very early, and when he finished his breathing, the other rounds of the game were still going on.
Just saw the No. 2 ring above the ring, the last champion of the competition, Mo Lingfeng, holding a long black sword, and a small old man is in a fierce battle.
But see the little old man, holding a squirt-like sac similar to a spit.
As soon as he shot, a dozen bright red bullets roared out of it, and the black sword that cut out of the ink maple to himself was smashed.And the rest of the enemy's counter-attack.
The trolls, however, were unhurried.As soon as he patted a golden leather bag around his waist, a golden stream of light squirted out of it, and then surrounded his body, and even with a "click", he condensed into a golden armor.
Although the firebombs soon flew to the front of Mo Lingfeng, and one by one hit the past, making a huge explosion, soot.However, after the fire and the smoke and dust dissipated, the golden armor on the body of Mo Lingfeng was only a dozen red scars.In addition, the gray armor has no damage to the appearance, let alone hurt his body.
The little old man saw it, and his face immediately became unsightly.
"I did not expect this Mo Ling maple even has this flexible defensive armor, I am afraid the quality is at least the middle-level magic weapon!"And most of them are close to the quality of high-level magic weapons...” Qin Yuxuan looked at the struggle in the No. 2 ring and said to himself.
"Yes!Not only that, the black sword in Brother Mo's hand is also a very high quality magic weapon, coupled with his original outstanding strength, Brother Lu seems to be difficult this time."At this time, the green tao side walked to her side and said with a smile.
During the speech, the molin maple on the ring was suddenly physically shocked, and after the sword broke several fire bombs again, the left hand grabbed a golden bead the size of an egg from his bosom, and then fought hard in the ring.
Seeing these golden beads falling on the ring, they suddenly turned into a golden puppet.
At a glance, each puppet was wearing the same golden armor as the same as the molin maple, holding a black sword, under the control of the god of Mo Lingfeng, the momentum of the little old man killed the past.
In this case, the face of the little old man is also extremely heavy.After he flashed in his eyes, his hands holding a syringe suddenly appeared a faint glare.
After he poured his whole body of magic into the syringe, the jet suddenly made a burst of "squeaking" sound.
“Hang!”
With the bursting of a small old man's drink, a giant fireball the size of a face basin instantly irritated from the tray, like a fire wave, continuously burned seven or eight puppets, and finally dissipated the flame, becoming a wisp of blue smoke.
At this time, there were several loud noises of "bombing, bombardment, and bombardment" in the ring.
The seven or eight puppets who had just been burned fell to the ground and became physically transformed into seven or eight piles of burnt gold.
However, the little old man's face at this moment also turned pale, apparently firing this giant fireball, but also consumes a lot of his mana, but the effect is still satisfactory to him, finally to get rid of half the puppet cast by the enemy.It also makes him feel a little happy.
However, just as it put on the spat, ready to release a giant fireball again, and also defeated the remaining half of the puppets, the gratifying smile on his face was frozen in this moment.
I saw the seven or eight gold nuggets that had just been burned by him, and at this moment the golden splendour was flourishing, and soon it was re-solidified into the shape of the puppet, and he rushed to kill him again.
And look at the surface of the body, but a little burn marks have not been left, it seems that it has not been forged at all.
At the same time, standing behind the puppet, Mo Lingfeng, but raised the black sword in his hand, and pointed the sword at him like a demonstration, and seemed to play something strange.
When the little old man saw this scene, his face suddenly became unsightly, but in the face of the swarming puppets, he had no better way to resist.
In desperation, he had to wave the quib and spray a firebomb in an attempt to resist the enemy's attack.
However, these puppets seem to be unable to kill at all, after being hit by fire bombs, although they will be burned at that time.You can stand up and continue to attack even if it is immediately frozen.
The continuous firing of fire bombs is very consuming.However, the small old man has consumed most of the magic power, and was gradually surrounded by these puppets, forced to a corner of the ring, struggling so as not to fall off the ring.
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