Three Hundred and Fiftieth Chapters No Solution to the Trap (Six)

Wang Feng was indeed a little surprised.

He has not played for six consecutive days. It stands to reason that the following teams should not have the guts to play again.

Wang Feng can also be considered to be happy and comfortable, and it is just right not to play.

Unexpectedly, there will be a college that does not admit defeat and abstain, which makes Wang Feng feel quite surprised.

If Tianshui College is a well-known element college in the empire, Wang Feng can understand it, or if it is a college with a high record and wants to fight, Wang Feng can also understand.

But in this 20 games, the junk academy that lost 19 games, did not admit defeat and abstain?

Could it be that you let yourself go?

"Well, my soul power is empty. I'll go back first. Let's go watch the game."

Wang Feng coughed a few times, "Look at it, this game is a bit weird."

With that said, Wang Feng supported his head with his hands and walked out of the lounge seemingly weak.

"Brother, Brother Feng has only cast his soul skill once, so it shouldn't be like this, right?"

Xiao Wu looked at Wang Feng's back and wondered.

Tang San said in a low voice: "Of course it's pretending, that spirit ability is too powerful, in order not to expose too much, Brother Feng pretended to be weak, so that other teams thought he could only play it once. If he wants to wear a full set, if he goes back in good spirits now, wouldn't it be obvious that he is pretending?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"Okay, let's go and watch the game. This game gives me a weird feeling."

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When Wang Feng came to bring the rest area of ​​Purple Star Academy, he knew the name of this team.

Yellow Springs College.

Although there is no Huang Quan's statement in this world, Wang Feng still feels a little strange when he hears such a name.

"Weak team..."

Dean Fei Lun said lightly, "For you, it's just a matter of seconds,

Their team is only level 34 at the highest level, with an average of 32... In the advanced academies in Sky Dou City, they are much worse than us. "

"But none of this team gave up."

After Dean Fei Lun finished speaking, he handed the information to Wang Feng to have a look.

Wang Feng really took a look this time, because he might find it a little weird.

After reading.

"Is this too rubbish?"

Wang Feng was speechless. He watched for a long time. The seven members of the Huangquan College team did not even have a level 35.

Among these more than 20 teams, they are really the bottom-ranked academies, so it is no wonder that the record is so poor.

And the quality of martial arts is not high.

The best martial spirit Wang Feng saw was the horned worm martial spirit.

It is the beast martial spirit with the highest quality among the seven people.

The rest are stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

After Wang Feng glanced at the information, he took the six people to the ring.

Perhaps because of curiosity that there are still colleges who dare to face Purple Star College, the audience at the scene seemed a little excited.

For fans who haven't seen Jiuyikai for a long time, they are naturally happier.

Although they all know the result, but when Jiuyikai and them are on the court, they will naturally cheer and be happy when they can see each other's posture.

on the ring.

Even the referee was a little hungry and lethargic, and he couldn't keep up his spirits lazily. Obviously, he was speechless and uninterested in the challenge of this weak academy.

If it is the rest of the Element Academy, there are still some interesting things to see.

But what can such a weak academy be worth? Not to mention ten seconds, even four or five seconds probably won't last.

Wang Feng also saw the team members of Huangquan College. There were five men and two women. They were average in appearance and body shape, and it was not easy to find them in the crowd.

The age does not seem to be old, about 20, the captain's martial arts is the best quality of the horned worm martial arts seen in the data.

"Game start!"

The referee said lazily.

After speaking, he retreated to the high platform beside him.

At the same time, five of the seven people in Huangquan Academy directly activated their spirits and charged towards Wang Feng, while two auxiliary spirit masters were imposing status on them.

Wang Feng looked even more confused.

What did he think these seven people could hide? It just came over like that?

The leader who came was the captain. The three spirit rings on his body lit up directly, and the whole person seemed to have become a hornworm. A sharp horn grew on the top of his head, with a layer of milky white light. .

The other four attacked at the same time.

"No... just this little strength... no reason to play?"

Wang Feng wondered, with the strength of these five people, let alone him, one Dai Mubai could handle it.

He thought that the other party might have some hidden moves, but now it seems that it is too weak.

Watching several people attack, Wang Feng frowned slightly, his eyes gleamed slightly, his black robe floated, and he just gently moved a hand and slapped the captain directly with a slap.

Immediately afterwards, a few slaps slapped the other four away.

In the blink of an eye, all five of them fell to the ground, leaving only the two female soul masters of the auxiliary system in the distance, who opened their mouths and said:

"We concede defeat."

Hearing this, another strange light flashed in Wang Feng's eyes.

This fight is a little weird.

It's so weird, there's always something wrong... Wang Feng filtered one side from the beginning to the end.

The ordinary academy where these seven people belonged had a low level of spirit power, and then attacked mediocrely.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, as if thinking of something.

Slightly in my heart!

At this time, the referee also stretched his waist, intending to declare victory.

But at this moment... a scream sounded from the mouths of two female soul masters in the distance:

"Dead... dead!"

As soon as the words came out, the audience fell silent!

Countless audiences trembled violently!

The referee also froze in place, suddenly turned around and walked over.

I saw the captain, who was lying on the ground at this time, his eyes were white, and there was a slap on his chest.

The referee walked over to check it, and his heart sank.

Man, don't be mad.

Seeing this referee's face was extremely solemn, many people's hearts also sank.

There are rules in the competition, and it is not allowed to kill people.

Once there is such a situation, at least it will be disqualified from the competition!

Countless pairs of eyes suddenly looked at Jiuyikai!

"Still playing this filthy trick? Touching porcelain?"

Wang Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

With his control of power, the slap just now could at most knock the opponent flying, and it was impossible to kill the opponent at all.

But under the eyes of all the people, even 10,000 mouths can't tell.

Wang Feng really did not expect that there is such a dirty method.

Wang Feng knew who it was without even thinking about it. It must be the Hall of Souls, or rather, the ghost of the platinum bishop Salas.

The reason is very simple. He rejected invitations from various forces a few days ago, including Spirit Hall.

In addition, his identity is mysterious, and he didn't even agree to basic contact. There is a high probability that the other party did it.

Wang Feng walked over, but halfway through, he was stopped by the referee.