Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

However, the cloud dance was naturally just a guess at the moment, because she was not sure that the woman's wooden element had been manipulated by the summoner.

Dragon looked at the cloud dance excitedly, the corner of her mouth slightly raised, and knew that it must be difficult for her to restrain herself when she saw the scene, so he let her do it for herself.

First, to hide his strength, and second, naturally, he has his own intentions.

However, at this point, the people watching under the stage were crying out.

Only, the power of the green element, even across a ring, can make the people under the stage clearly feel the air, full of green wood.

Some of the lower qualifications may not have found anything.

However, most people seem to feel implicitly that the force of the wooden elements is in the air.

Even Willow and the two mentors on the bench suddenly opened their eyes.

Surprising colour in the eyes.

Wood element manipulation?

That Ying Ling, isn't he a samurai? It has always been the use of samurai power. How come this time, the wooden elements are the result?

Element manipulation, not just...

Is this spirit a summoner too?

This idea, which sometimes swept through Willow's mind, narrowed the bottom of his eyes a little.

However, the idea soon disappeared.

Because, just after the wooden elements swept away in the air, a stranger atmosphere of struggle gradually emerged.

Turns out this spirit was caused by a variation in the smell of the samurai.

She is a samurai, but she can bring the wooden properties of the fighting to such an extreme, so similar to the wooden elements.

This, when Willow sensed it, the cloud dance naturally sensed it.

The cloud dance inevitably picked the eyebrows and plundered them with curiosity.

Who the hell is that woman?

She didn't seem to have this number when she was competing for a spot!

It's only a month or two apart. How did this woman suddenly show up? Look at the badge on her colonel's uniform, still in third grade.

However, the cloud dance is unknown because it is approaching the inner college promotion competition, followed by three grand competitions.

At this time, the College of Foreign Studies again selected additional students from the College of Internal Studies, and almost all of the students who had practiced abroad returned.

This time, it's not just about competing for a place in an internal school, but it also means that if you enter an internal school at this time, you can compete in a promotion competition.

There may even be a chance to compete in the grand tournament of my three countries!

Who doesn't boil blood?

On stage.

The long whip of the Spirit swept everywhere like a python attack, fast and full of killing.

Nangong's figure suddenly moved away, and the figure dodged away from the whip very easily.

The next second, his hand flipped, a long sword came out of the sky, and suddenly stabbed Ying Ling in the past, but the sword was not familiar with killing, but a very gentle smell.

How can this sword have a gentle smell?

This is absolutely wild.

Even the cloud dance I saw underneath the stage was a slight eyebrow picking, and the color of curiosity passed over the bottom of my eyes.

This Nangong Yi, isn't it Pity Xiaoyu?

Yet, at a time when everyone believed that the sword had no killing power, the face of the spirit suddenly changed.

Almost at that moment, instead of following the attack, it was a retreating rush to evade.

“Hiss!” Some kind of clothes that were ripped open.

There was a bloody wound on Ying Ling's shoulder.

It's not deep, but it's not shallow, as if it happened intentionally.

He……

After a few steps of retreat, Ying Ling's eyes finally stopped being empty and looked at Nangong Yi with dismay.

“You're more than nine-level strength? ”

What just hurt her was not the sword, but the sword, a peculiar sword.

That sword is not dangerous at all, but if you want her dead, it's just a matter of time away.

She just lost?

Though Ying Ling did not want to admit it, her shoulder stings were like a reminder of what she had just done.

How strong is this Nangong Yi?

Nangong Yi said that Baidu Sha's expression was still very gentle and elegant, and his voice was gentle; “The other day just broke through the ninth order, and it was the girl who gave in. ”

Meaning, he just broke through the ninth order.

Nangong Yi said it was kind and polite, and there was really no way to get angry.

Though Ying Ling passed the cut, he thought it would never be easy to admit defeat, but now...

Under the white veil of Nangong Yi Na Yang, no one can see the five officials, but his breath of peace of mind and purity seems to attract women enough.

Ying Ling watched Nangong Yi for a while, and the shady, empty eye flashed through a dark stream, putting away the whip.

“Well, I can afford to lose, too. This round, I lose! ”

After saying this, Ying Ling looked at Nangong Yi and turned around and jumped off the ring, leaving in front of everyone.

Naturally, Nangong Yi is all that's left on the ring.

The winner of the first round is self-evident.

But isn't the last round of this first round supposed to be the best and the most intense?

Why did this move just end with the last move?

I haven't seen any passion yet!

The audience and the judges in the room were a little corrupted, and they reacted a little later, and the sound of announcing who won the first victory came to mind.

In the first round, Nangong Yisheng.

For this result, the cloud dance was not surprising.

At least, this Nangong Yi has something that she never understood.

“I can't tell, this Nangong Yi still has some strength!” The dragon on one side looked at Nangong Yi, and the deep under-eye swept past a dark stream, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

The cloud dancer couldn't help but glance at him and wanted to ask.

It is to be expected that the man's mouth is cheap and the problem has been committed again, and it is estimated that she has given him reason to eat tofu.

When you think about it, cloud dance is a smart choice.

And for the careful thought of cloud dance, dragons can't understand evil. This little thing is getting smarter and smarter.

But if he wants to do something to her, why should he be afraid to find no reason to be "bright and upright”?

You stupid bitch!

Dragon poured evil magic smile arc couldn't help but deepen a few points, hands slightly hard, naturally held her a few points.

After the first round of the selection, the second round follows.

The second scene was unfamiliar, so the cloud dance and dragon were lazy, sitting on the racetrack chair, napping.

This makes all the excitement around looking at the players in the ring, all depressed.

It's beside the ring, and it's a distraction?