Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

The flying height exceeded the coverage distance of the blue flame, and within a short period of time, Matar could not do anything to Du Muyan and Ethereal Princess.

At this time, the audience on the battlefield began to shout.

"Hit it! Get down! Why are you flying up there?"

"We paid money to come in to watch the game, not to watch you stalemate each other!"

"Fight! You have wings, what are you afraid of!"

The spectators clamored frantically, and the enthusiastic faces made Wan Muyan feel that the world in front of her was a little distorted for a while.

It turned out that the situation of the Guangguai Continent outside the academy was really disgusting.

Dusk Smoke controlled the distance and flew a little closer to Matar.

"You just keep flying up there, I'll go down."

After all, with a dive, Dusk Smoke went straight towards Matar.

Matar did not expect that the seven-year-old girl would be the first to attack him.

He thought that the two girls had grasped the advantage of flying, and they would fly in the sky until their spiritual power was exhausted before they would descend.

But I didn't expect that the seven-year-old would take the initiative to attack, but...it's okay.

With the level of blue five, hang and beat yellow two, it is still easy and smiling.

Matar didn't panic at all, he raised his right hand, and once again hit his signature spirit method, Blazing Fire.

Dusk Yan relied on a pair of wings, dodged left and right, and circled beautifully in the air, dodging the blue flame.

While dodging, she seized the opportunity, shot four golden needles from her hand, and went straight towards Matar.

At this time, Wan Muyan couldn't help regretting secretly in her heart, she should have gone to collect some poison if she knew it earlier, so that the needle would be highly poisonous, and it would not be used in battles on weekdays, but in this kind of life-and-death battle, it could play a key role effect.

Otherwise, Mu Yan knew very well that with Lan Wudao master's spiritual power, as long as he forcibly used the spirit to protect the body, the needles would not even be able to penetrate the body.

Mu Yan's only chance is to catch him by surprise.

Sure enough, Matar did not expect a doctor to attack with needles.

He only thought that Mu Yan was putting himself in danger and wanted to consume his spiritual power.

However, the difference in spiritual power between the two parties was so great that even if Matar used blazing fire ten times, he still had enough strength to deal with them.

Four golden needles stabbed firmly into Matar's back.

The entire auditorium fell into a moment of silence, and then, a lively discussion broke out.

"What? Did the little girl shoot the golden needle?"

"Isn't that a doctor? Doctors will take the initiative to attack?"

"And Matar was actually tricked! What is this golden needle? It's so thin, it won't hurt too much right away? Is there any special needle method?"

"This match was pretty good. I thought it was a big god abused food, but I didn't expect this little girl to be so full of surprises!"

"Come on September [-]! Come on September [-]! Get rid of Matar! Get rid of Matar!"

Under the leadership or reminder of someone, the audience started to scream wildly.

"September [-]! September [-]! September [-]!"

"Kill Matar! Kill Matar! Kill Matar!"

However, such shouts could not boost Mu Yan's morale at all, and on the contrary made Mu Yan feel a little bored.

Why are these spectators so noisy.

When the four gold needles sank into Matar's back, frankly, Matar didn't feel anything, only a very slight tingling.

If it wasn't for the huge reaction from the audience, he wouldn't even know he had been hit by the needle.