Star Team

Shui Zhen'er opened her mouth but could not utter a word. Her tattered clothes and broken high heels said it all.

　　She was the one being given special attention. Even a dumb person could have seen that the other party was holding back, otherwise no one present would have been able to walk off the fighting stage alive.

　　Ling Yunzhi glanced at the distraught Shui Zhener and walked down the stage.

　　Use all your strength? If they use all their strength, the so-called finals will lose their meaning. It is better to hone themselves. As Qianshui told them long ago, the purpose of training has always been to strengthen oneself. Things like competitions can only be a way to hone oneself, not the ultimate goal.

　　They originally had mediocre talents, with an average innate soul power of no more than level 8. Without years of boring training, day after day, without social interaction, and racking their brains, how did they end up like this?

　　His fighting ability that surpassed his peers was fully demonstrated at this moment. It was even more unimaginable for him to think about Qianshui who was even better than them.

　　This is also why they can understand why Qianshui despises the competition so much. It's nothing else but that he is just strong enough!

　　"Hmph, waste! I paid such a high price for it!" Prince Xuexing had a gloomy face at this time.

　　Although Ning Fengzhi's face was full of solemnity, he still said something to comfort his partner: "Prince, why do you have to be like this? Tianshui's role is enough. At least we know that the Wuhun team is still hiding its strength, right?"

　　"I hope so!"

　　…

　　"Feng Zhi, did you see it? That kid's soul skill?!"

　　"How can an auxiliary spirit master have such fighting power as him? How can a humanoid spirit be so simple!"

　　"Uncle Jian, our estimate of him is still too simple. His lit spirit ring is just his own spirit skill, and the spirit skills he gave to his teammates are not normal auxiliary spirit skills at all!"

　　"Self-created auxiliary soul skills! Feng Zhi, do you remember Tang Chen, the previous generation leader of Haotian Sect?"

　　"Haotian Jiujue?"

　　"That's right!"

　　Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were both filled with murderous intent. According to the unwritten rule of Douluo Continent, a genius that could not be obtained would become an enemy that must be destroyed!

　　…

　　"Xiao Shui, I'm sorry, I took off the weight and played the game early..."

　　Feng Jingyi lowered her head and apologized to Qianshui obediently.

　　"Raise your head, Sister Feng!"

　　Looking at Feng Jingyi who had put on the weight again, her hair was wet with sweat and she looked a little wilted. However, there was no reason to blame him for what he did, as it was not an order that must be followed.

　　"You performed very well, very cool and handsome!"

　　"Didn't you realize? No matter what the outcome is, you made your own choice. Wasn't that moment exactly what you longed for?"

　　The big boy in front of her had his long hair swaying in the breeze. That tiny acknowledgement was exactly what the girl wanted, and the warmth that arose was undeniable. What should she do?

　　"Yeah!" Feng Jingyi smiled but replied with tears in her eyes, "Sasha is still waiting for me. I'm leaving first!"

　　Turning her head and shaking off her tears, Feng Jingyi ran towards Chen Sha.

　　Qianshui couldn't help but look towards the main podium. The gaze there was too strong for him to ignore.

　　Ning Fengzhi and others on the stage all looked at Qianshui, and invisible pressure enveloped him.

　　As the saying goes, one cannot look at the bottom of a card game. The opponent's cards are all known, so Qianshui would not be so cautious even if he is afraid of losing.

　　Qianshui also left the field with a confident smile towards that person. Only Qian Renxue who was also in the stands was speechless.

　　"Xiaoshui, you are laughing so foolishly!" "You don't understand. This is called the Crooked Mouth Dragon King! He will return to his position after three years!"

　　Qian Renxue felt uncomfortable seeing Feng Jingyi stealing all the limelight, but she didn't think anything about it. It was just their last conversation that made her concerned.

　　Until the Qianshui Crooked-Mouth Dragon King smiled and brought her back to reality.

　　…

　　"Are you so happy? Didn't I punish you?" Chen Sha didn't understand. Feng Jingyi had been smiling foolishly after returning. No one knew what she was thinking.

　　"Shasha, tell me, it would be great if I met Xiaoshui first..."

　　"Didn't you give up?"

　　"Yeah, I gave up, but I still feel a little unwilling..."

　　…

　　The third battle was against the Divine Wind. If Feng Xiaotian was not still a child, he would have been beaten if he met the Wuhun Team in this battle. After all, the Wind Demon Wolf left an indelible memory for the three strongest players.

　　The Kamikaze Team was not doing much better in this competition. In order to restore their image against Tianshui, the whole team went all out. The first-kill encirclement and suppression tactics made their debut in the elite competition, and the Wuhun Team showed their power with another form of instant kill.

　　The opponent in the semi-finals is the Xingluo team. As a veteran strong team, they must have the spirit fusion skill of the Netherworld White Tiger, which is a bit tricky.

　　"Brother Shui, what do you say, Big Nether Cat, do you want to come up or not?"

　　"Let's continue with the previous tactics. We cleared the field quickly enough. They can't use their martial soul fusion skills at all. This year's Nether Spirit Cats are just average. In terms of pure speed, Ruoyou is the winner."

　　Since the Xingluo team was mentioned, Qianshui analyzed it out of habit.

　　"In short, there is nothing wrong with our tactics. However, there is one thing. Since our one-hit kill tactics have been exposed, they are likely to launch the Nether White Tiger right at the start of the game. And you are the only one who has the ability to interrupt the launch of their martial soul fusion skills instantly."

　　Ruoyou, as the actual tactical planner, has naturally considered this. His meaning is very clear. If Qianshui does not move, they may not be able to interrupt the attack of the Nether White Tiger. As for whether Qianshui should move or not, they have to seek his opinion.

　　"I'll just assist you guys, you guys fight, if you can't do it, just take the load off. Our overall strength far exceeds Xing Luo, we'll just crush you with our strength."

　　No one doubted this. Even if Qianshui didn't move, the attack speed bonus was high enough. If he unloaded the weight, the game would be a foregone conclusion.

　　"If they dare to use the fusion skill, we will clear the back row. There is nothing to say. It will be too easy to fight seven against two."

　　Their tactics are basically a natural counter to this kind of martial soul fusion skill with a relatively long pre-swing. If they give up interrupting the martial soul fusion skill, they will ask their teammates for help. This is not a turn-based game, and they can still taunt. You hit me and I hit you back.

　　One night did not seem like too long of a wait. The people headed by Xing Luo should be from a branch of the royal Dai family and the side branch of the Zhu family, probably brothers or cousins ​​of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

　　They had a bye in the last round, and they had seen the match between Spirit Hall and Shen Feng, so no one dared to underestimate the Spirit Team.

　　After both sides activated their martial spirits, they waited for the order to start the battle.

　　"You guys are strong, so don't blame us for going all out!"

　　The evil-eyed cat made some harsh remarks, which immediately exposed their tactical arrangements. Qianshui could only laugh at their stubbornness.

　　"The game begins!"

　　"Martial Soul Fusion Technique - Netherworld White Tiger!"

　　Ruoyou's eyes were sharp, and she shouted, "Clear the place!"