Almighty singer assistant system

Chapter 610 Chapter [-] First Victory!
The black fireball exploded, and the powerful impact wave swept all directions. Not only did it dispel the white mist caused by the shattered ice crystals in an instant, it even drove back the thunder for a while, opening up a near-vacuum high-temperature zone.

The air was drained, the arena was distorted and deformed, and there was even a faint tendency to melt. It was enough to show how powerful Wei's fireball was. The surface of the arena, which could not be damaged even by lightning, was burnt out with scars. .

Kuang Dang!
The sound of something falling to the ground was heard, but at this moment, no one paid attention to the broken bottle. Everyone in the audience stared wide-eyed at what happened on the stage.

And Yan He and the others who had followed Wei Cheng in the Garden Trial Field were also in a daze at this moment.

shit!
This scene... so familiar!
Thinking back to before the match against Wang Xiaoming, didn't Wei Wei just hold a huge fireball and shake the audience?
Although the black fireball condensed just now is not that exaggerated in size, in terms of small-scale explosion power, it is not inferior to the big fireball back then... No! It can even be said to be stronger!
Because the power of this fireball is confined within a small space!
"The same power, but it is concentrated in a specific range. Now Wei's proficiency in using fire magic can be said to be even higher..."

Looking at the black beam of light reflecting on the countertop, Luo Tianyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Even the well-informed Zhang Yang and Lei Feng showed signs of struggle after seeing this scene, as if they were considering whether to forcibly interrupt the match.

"Look, the paper in Teacher Zhang's hand has changed!"

Suddenly, someone yelled, and focused everyone's attention on the golden paper in Zhang Yang's hand.

I saw that the paper that was originally surging with golden light was shrouded in an ominous black light at this moment. The next moment, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the paper cracked, and a third of it was forcibly split open, and then it stopped collapsing .

Meanwhile, on stage.

A figure dressed in a mess, with many clothes burned everywhere escaped from the black smoke. Pan Fengjin panted heavily, and while escaping from the attack of the black fireball, he also revealed a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

What was quite surprising was that one after another of old scars could be vaguely seen on that snow-white skin. Obviously, in order to possess the current strength, she had suffered a lot before.

Ding dong!
Accompanied by a pleasant notification sound, one of the three blood bars floating above Pan Fengjin's head was emptied and disappeared, which means that in the confrontation just now, Pan Fengjin was severely injured by Wei Cheng once.

"You are very strong, as I expected, but you are so cruel to yourself, but it is beyond my expectation." Looking at Wei Cheng who walked out of the black smoke and disappeared with a large area of ​​blood bars, Pan Fengjin couldn't help it There was a wry smile.

Too ruthless!
Under such circumstances, she rushed over with the fireball in her arms. In order to ensure that she could not escape, Wei Cheng and Pan Fengjin took the attack of the fireball abruptly.

This is a game of both ends!
With such a big game, isn't Wei Wei afraid of playing himself to death?
Facing Pan Fengjin's slightly puzzled eyes, Wei Cheng smiled lightly, "Sister Pan, your speed is very fast, and it is difficult to cause serious damage to you with ordinary fighting style alone, so if you continue in such a stalemate, you will be dragged away in the end." The probability of a draw is higher."

"If you want to kill the enemy, you must be prepared to be injured. Anyway, I have a lot of blood. When fighting against you, if you can fight off one of your life points, sister Pan, you will win."

Wei Cheng smiled, although he couldn't see his expression because he was wearing a mask, but judging from his demeanor and demeanor, at this moment, Old Wei was laughing flamboyantly and happily.

Looking at Wei Cheng who was smiling happily, Pan Fengjin also smiled lightly. The next moment, surrounded by lightning, he appeared beside Wei Cheng again.

Keng!
The silver needle collided with the chain, and this time, Wei Cheng blocked a string of silver needles that were shot at him, with a calm expression.

"Sister Pan, admit defeat! My eyes have adapted to your speed in the few fights just now. I'm sorry to say that you are suppressed at your current level and unable to exert your original strength. No matter which one you use Posture attacks, even sneak attacks, are basically useless to me."

"Besides, as the party being challenged, if I remember correctly...Compared to us having three chances to challenge, members of your student union also have three chances to fight, right? You don't plan to save a little more life points, you have to follow Am I fighting it out here?"

While talking, Wei Cheng swayed his tail like a dragon, and once again blocked the stabbing silver needle at an extremely tricky angle. The two fought for about half a minute. Wei Cheng's chain failed to trap the opponent, but Pan Fengjin's silver needle He couldn't stab Wei Cheng either.

In the end, Wei Cheng raised his right leg and kicked towards the opponent. Pan Fengjin also made a similar movement. His two right feet touched together, and the strong impact erupted caused the two to stagger back and separate from each other.

"I know, senior sister, you still have a trump card, a secret technique that can increase your combat power in a short period of time. But the side effects of this trump card must be huge? Are you really willing to use it in the first match?"

Wei Cheng took a few steps back and then stopped. The power of blood energy exploded, and the exhaustion in his body was quickly cleared away.But Pan Fengjin barely stopped after more than ten steps back, and even almost fell down. The difference in recovery speed between the two was obvious at a glance.

"Hmph! You don't need to tell me, I understand all of these."

With a cold snort, Pan Fengjin turned on the lightning mode again, his figure flickered a few times, and began to revolve around Wei Cheng at high speed, so that Wei Cheng couldn't see her figure clearly for a while.

"Yeah~ Brother, you are really good. You are obviously a little lower than me, but your stamina is stronger than mine, and the strength of your blood is even more amazing. If you don't have all kinds of combat experience, I might have lost a long time ago. " Pan Fengjin's voice came from all around, praising Wei Cheng from the bottom of his heart.

"But... If you just admit defeat like this, I won't be reconciled to my sister, no matter in terms of face or strength~ Otherwise, it's fine! As long as you can survive my next offensive for 1 minute, you will be considered a winner. how?"

As the words progressed, Pan Fengjin's speed became faster and faster. When she uttered the last word, she could hardly see her exact position. Only by using the power of the eye of truth, Wei Cheng could barely capture Pan Fengjin's shadow.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Cheng healed his injuries with black fire, stabilized his body, and walked to the depression that was bombed out earlier.

"You're really boring..." Seeing that Wei Cheng didn't intend to reply, Pan Fengjin was a little dissatisfied, and his voice turned cold, "Forget it, this farce is over, and it's time to end this farce."

As soon as the words fell, Pan Fengjin threw out the silver needle in her hand, her whole body was filled with energy and blood, and endless elements of wind and thunder gathered around her, forming a tornado and a thunderstorm cloud with different styles on her two palms respectively.

She waved her hands, the thunder in her eyes reflected the void, and the combination of the tornado and the thunderbolt on her palm formed circles of mysterious lines on her body. the trend of conversion.

"Lei Zun type."

After whispering something, Pan Fengjin's eyes were deep, and he launched an all-round attack on Old Wei in an instant!
On the arena, sand and stones were flying, and the tornado filled with thunderclouds roared crazily. The stones on the ground were sucked into the sky, and then were smashed into debris by the violent thunderclouds.

Looking up at the huge thunder tornado in the sky, the wind was so strong that Wei Cheng felt that he was about to be sucked in, so he quickly attached his blood to his feet and stood firmly so that he didn't get sucked up.

"Wind and Thunder Kill!"

However, Pan Jinfeng's move is not the only one.

After creating the thundercloud tornado, she waved her hand, and in the tornado, countless dense silver lights appeared, all of which were silver needles carrying high-voltage current!
The silver needle drifted, and under Pan Fengjin's command, it quickly pointed the needle toward the center of the tornado, pointing to where Old Wei was.

boom!
Sooner or later, the silver needle touched the thunder outside the arena, turning into a blue thunder dragon, and the tornado turned into a blue dragon while spinning at high speed; in an instant, it swallowed Wei Cheng on the ground go in!
The wind and thunder intertwined, and the two dragons came out together, and Wei Cheng was about to be involved and turned into food.

However, Wei Cheng didn't panic at all in the face of such a mighty momentum. Although he was a little surprised that Pan Fengjin's breath was close to the master's, he immediately regained his composure.

"As expected of the student union's battle order, the means are really unexpected."

"However... fire defeats the wind, and the wind grows the strength of the fire. Even if you have the blessing of the sky thunder, you still can't change this fact."

With a calm expression, Wei Cheng had black fire flowing under his skin, and the desolate soul lock wrapped in his hand turned into a sickle, and murmured: "It's been a long time since I've used this trick, let's take a look... with my current blood, How strong will it be after strengthening?"

"Desolate soul lock, lock soul, strengthen!"

In an instant, blood engulfed him, and a blood-red sickle about three meters long appeared and was held in Old Wei's hand.

At the same time, under the blessing of the Desolate Soul Lock, Wei Cheng's blood, which was already thick, grew rapidly, directly breaking through the thousand mark!
The next moment, with the knife in hand, the huge sickle directly cut through the tornado!
At the same moment, Wei Cheng stepped forward and put the knife on Pan Fengjin's neck indifferently, announcing the end of the battle.

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