Chapter 252: The villain style is still more satisfying (4000)

Qin Ming was stunned. This is not right. How come the Spirit Hall doesn't care about it?

This is the vice-captain of Tiandou. Shen An has made it to the finals. He is definitely a strong rival of your Spirit Hall. Don't you have any intention of targeting him?

Qin Ming took a deep breath. He realized that the organizing committee didn't intend to ask about it at all.

Black, damn black!

Is there any fairness in this world? !

"Okay, since the organizing committee doesn't care about it, then just pretend I didn't say anything, hehe."

Qin Ming, with a gloomy face, pulled Yu Xiaogang to sit down again.

Emperor Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi were both unhappy. They reported it when they said they would, but sat back as if nothing had happened when they failed to report it. What's the matter with the slightly sarcastic hehe?

They are really uncultured. Which academy taught them this?

Shrek, that's fine. It should be so. There is not a single normal person in the whole academy.

However, both Emperor Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi claim to be positive characters. Especially in front of the public, they should have a good image.

Although Qin Ming made them unhappy, he did nothing wrong. At most, he was reckless and rushed. They could not target him, so they could only let him sit down.

"Who told you to sit down? You framed the contestants at will and disrupted the order of the competition."

"I think you have ulterior motives. Come on, take him to the prison. I will interrogate him personally after the game." Saras said coldly.

What the hell, a little soul emperor gave a cold shoulder. Can a soul emperor fight well?

To come out, you need to look at your power. You are a helpless little jerk. Will I, Saras, spoil you? ? ?

The Templar came to Qin Ming without saying a word and wanted to arrest him.

Qin Ming's face was panicked: "My Lord Bishop, I just raised doubts. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, can't I withdraw it?"

Shen An on the stage complained in his heart: It's too late. You can't withdraw it after more than two minutes.

Zhao Wuji on the side also wanted to step forward and say, how could he ignore the people of his own academy?

Sarath's eyes narrowed: "Anyone who speaks for him will be considered an accomplice and put in jail!"

Zhao Wuji was speechless for a moment. He looked big and strong, but he was definitely not a real reckless man, otherwise he would not be alive until now.

Although Qin Ming was taught by him personally, the Spirit Hall clearly wanted to target Qin Ming. If he insisted on speaking out, he would simply be giving himself up.

The arm cannot twist the thigh. Liu Erlong, who was born from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, was imprisoned.

Qin Ming was also panicked when he saw that no one nearby stood up for him: "My Lord Bishop, I am just a simple suspicion, and I really have no bad intentions."

Salas sneered: "It doesn't matter, you just accept it if you are imprisoned, take it away!"

Then he waved his hand, and the Templar Knights took Qin Ming away in full view of the public. As for Yu Xiaogang on the side, Sarath did not care.

He vaguely knew about the ambiguous relationship between Yu Xiaogang and the Church. He always looked at people and naturally would not take the risk to attack Yu Xiaogang.

Zhao Wuji looked at Qin Ming who was taken away with a sad face, and smiled bitterly in his heart. What is going on? Liu Erlong has not been rescued yet, and another one is sent in.

It is okay for Liu Erlong to be imprisoned in Tiandou Prison. When Yu Yuanzhen figured it out, he would naturally go to rescue her. At most, he would suffer some grievances.

But Qin Ming is different. He will be skinned alive in the prison of Wuhun Hall.

Emperor Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other. Although they despised Saras's character, they were secretly happy about his decisive style of killing.

If you say you want to throw dirty water, you can throw dirty water. If you don't admit it, it doesn't matter. You will admit it naturally after being thrown into prison.

Shen An on the ring touched his chin and thought to himself, it's still cool to be a villain. I have to learn from him in the future.

"The game continues." Emperor Xue Ye coughed lightly.

The Divine Wind Academy rose to the sky again, and Feng Xiaotian took a long time to regain the feeling just now.

"Shen An, you are going to lose this game!" Feng Xiaotian shouted.

Shen An: "."

If it was Shen An himself, Feng Xiaotian would have a 0.01% chance of winning.

But with Tom, Shen An couldn't think of losing at all.

A strong wind suddenly rose, and the Kamikaze team cooperated tacitly, as if they were one body, and took advantage of the huge wind to soar into the air. At this time, they were already 50 meters above the ground.

The audience was in an uproar. This height was never shown by the Kamikaze Academy before.

And now, not only did they rise to a high altitude as soon as they entered the venue, but they also pulled such a distance, which shows the importance and fear of Shen An.

Tom was also stunned. How could he fight at such a high altitude? Cats can't fly.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian looked at Shen An with a serious face. He had fought against Shen An before and knew that Shen An had the ability to hurt people with a flying sword from a long distance.

So he didn't hesitate at all. The seven people directly summoned a strong wind and pulled the distance to the highest.

The control of the spirit master's martial spirit is limited by the distance.

At a distance of fifty meters, even if Shen An can kill them with a sword, they have enough time to react and dodge, and can also use the high altitude to bombard and attack continuously.

Even if Shen An's attack is unparalleled for a while, there will always be a time when his spirit power disappears completely, and then he will defeat Shen An.

Huo Wu's eyes are full of brilliance. Could Feng Xiaotian really win this time?

"Wind Blade Array!"

Countless wind blades condensed by airflow swept to the stage.

This is almost the signature attack of the Shinfeng Academy, simple and effective, and all the academies are miserable.

Oslo's scalp numbed as he watched the wind blades falling like raindrops, and ran to the stage without saying a word.

He couldn't resist the attack without releasing his martial spirit. What else could he wait for if he didn't run quickly? Anyway, Tom was sent to the field.

Shen An shouted in a low voice, and the long sword in his hand cut through the void. In the eyes of the audience, countless green lights and shadows flashed, and countless wind blades shattered in response.

"Dang!"

The collision sound of the sword and the wind blade was connected, and the heart-pounding cutting sound continued to ring.

The silver spear in Na'er's hand shone with a cold light. In a trance, people seemed to see a silver dragon baring its fangs and claws to resist the wind from all directions.

Tom on the side had a completely different style.

Tom looked at the sewing cat face that fell on the ground and cut deep grooves. If it was hit, it would die.

Tom hurriedly hugged his head and fled. Soon Tom desperately found that the wind blades were getting denser and denser, and there were more and more of them. He had nowhere to escape.

Tom had already run to the edge of the ring. He knew that if he went down, he would not be able to compete on the stage, and he would not be able to retaliate against the man who looked like a dog.

Tom gritted his teeth and said, "Let's die." He spread his hands helplessly in front of the audience, then covered his eyes with a white cloth, took out a lit cigarette, and took a deep breath.

A smoke ring slowly came out, announcing Tom's elegance.

The people in the audience laughed at Tom's performance, and their hearts were pulled up. Can this cat make it? It won't die.

By the way, the out-of-body martial spirit shouldn't die.

The next moment, dense wind blades passed through Tom's body, and some timid people screamed and dared not watch anymore.

"Puff!"

Tom was cut into countless irregular cat pieces by the wind blades. Xue Qinghe stood up instantly, unbelievably, and the regret in his eyes was clear.

Tom died? Just shattered to pieces.

A strong sense of guilt filled Xue Qinghe's chest, followed by great panic.

She knew how important Tom was to Shen An, but she sent Tom to his death with her own hands.

Xue Qinghe stared at Feng Xiaotian in the sky with murderous intent. He who kills cats will be killed by others.

Feng Xiaotian in the sky instinctively shuddered, feeling as if he was being stared at by some kind of prehistoric beast.

But the next moment, the audience burst into even louder cheers.

"This martial soul is amazing!"

"It's restored, it's restored!"

Xue Qinghe looked over and found that Tom, who had been broken into pieces, appeared intact again.

Xue Qinghe was in a trance. What kind of operation is this? Give me back my feelings!

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong are no longer surprised. Basic operations are not bad.

Tom on the stage looked at Feng Xiaotian angrily, and then turned to look at Shen An.

Shen An immediately understood that Tom was asking him to help knock down one of the guys in the sky. After all, the competition does not allow the use of anything other than martial souls.

It was rare for Tom to get on the stage under the cover of Xue Qinghe. If he used weapons openly, it would be difficult to explain.

Shen An's second soul ring shone brightly, and his soul skill was to control the sword!

"Dang!"

A crisp sword chant sounded.

Instantly, a stream of green light illuminated the great soul fighting field.

The green light soared into the sky, like a flying green dragon, rushing from bottom to top towards Feng Xiaotian and the other seven.

The sharp momentum it carried made Feng Xiaotian tremble with fear.

The seven people seemed to be one body, and countless wind blades were shot out, while constantly changing and moving in the air, trying to avoid the sword.

But how could they resist the sharpness and agility of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass? With a scream, one of them fell to the ground.

Shen An immediately controlled the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass to return and stop attacking. Since Tom wanted to play, Shen An certainly would not spoil its fun, and just be a tool man.

Master Tang, who was waiting on the side, quickly stretched out his hand to catch this soul master. The position was just right and he could catch it accurately.

Feng Xiaotian, who was just frightened by the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in the air, had a look in his eyes. Is this cat so good? It even helped them pick up the fallen team members.

But what happened next shocked everyone.

First, the fallen soul master accurately hit Tom's arm, and Tom's body was as steady as an old dog.

Then, the soul master pressed Tom's arm and slammed into the ground with a clang. No one was seen, and the whole fighting soul field trembled.

Before everyone had time to think about why it was so heavy just falling from the sky, they rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

What happened? Why was this cat only with its body and white gloves outside, and its arms were actually bent in a concave shape, as if it sank into the ground with the soul master.

Shen An was silent, mourning for the soul master in his heart. If Tom hadn't taken action, then the soul master might have just fallen.

But Tom reached out to catch it, and due to some force majeure, the soul master who was supposed to fall to the ground suddenly sank into the ground.

As Tom struggled to pull his arm and the soul master out of the deep pit, everyone gasped.

The Kamikaze soul master was already unconscious, and Tom's arm was stretched more than ten meters by the pressure.

How deep was the fucking smashed? It's unreasonable, absolutely unreasonable.

This strange painting style stunned everyone present.

Even the knowledgeable Emperor Xue Ye and others were speechless.

Tom shook his arm casually, and it returned to its normal size in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, hoo, hoo, hoo"

Tom gave a sinister smile. It was not allowed to use off-field tools. It used the martial spirit of the opponent's team members. It was a smart cat.

The wings of the unconscious soul master were composed of cyan light and shadow, which were condensed by soul power.

Now, due to the injury of Shen An on his right arm, the blue light and shadow wings seemed a little sluggish.

Next, in the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, Tom took off the wings of the Kamikaze Soul Master and installed them on his body.

Everyone in the audience and the VIP seats was shocked. This is a possessed martial spirit.

Except for the soul master himself, no one can use it. Even if you use brute force, the wings can't fall off. At most, they will disappear.

Yu Tianheng and others looked at Oslo in silence. This is the transformation of Oslo's martial spirit. Who are you trying to fool?

Oslo smiled embarrassedly, but he refused to say a word.

Xue Qinghe's talk is not a joke.

Next, everyone saw Tom running a few steps on the ground and then flew into the sky.

Tom smiled smugly, little dog, I'm here to bully you.

The Kamikaze team looked at Tom as if they had seen a ghost, and soon they found Tom swooping down.

Every time Tom circled and dived, one of the Kamikaze team members was knocked to the ground by the blue light and shadow wings.

Dodging was useless, because every time they successfully dodged, the blue light and shadow wings could change into various shapes.

Fists, slaps, or fingers, twisted and hit at incredible angles.

Soon, all the Kamikaze Academy members fell to the ground except Feng Xiaotian.

This time it was more normal. None of the Kamikaze soul masters smashed a deep pit of unknown meters like the original Kamikaze soul masters, but just lay on the ground.

The cheers for this game were absolutely unprecedented. I have never seen such a unique battle. It is simply unheard of.

Feng Xiaotian's mouth twitched, looking at Tom who was circling freely as if he was facing a great enemy.

It was fucking outrageous. How could he not know about his own team members?

It was just a normal beast martial spirit Qingling Bird, but in the end, it was played out of shape in Tom's hands.

He never expected that the biggest obstacle on his way to capturing the heart of Sister Huo Wu was not Shen An but a cat.

Inexplicably, he thought of the clever cat yesterday, and regretted that he shouldn't have chased it away. Isn't it retribution?

Tom flapped his wings and looked at Feng Xiaotian with a smirk on his face. You are the only one left. Are you ready, little licker?

"Meow!"

Tom shouted and immediately vibrated his wings to chase Feng Xiaotian in the air.

Feng Xiaotian flew while swinging the wind blade, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

He lost this game. The most annoying thing is that he didn't lose to Shen An, but to a cat.

He still has a trump card that he hasn't used. How can he be willing?

In the sky, Feng Xiaotian and Tom, one chasing and one fleeing, drew a beautiful curve.

It chased, he fled.

He couldn't escape even if he had wings.