Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi took a few steps back and then escaped the dust.

Dongfang Min'er thought she had achieved her goal, but she felt uncomfortable. When she looked down, Feng Xi's silver whip was wrapped tightly around her body, especially her hands, unable to move.

Seeing Dongfang Min'er wrapped in a cocoon, Feng Xi smiled suddenly, knelt down and picked up the dagger at his feet, "I know, so I don't care what you say. Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you. Actually, my whip is really good."

Feng Xi's index finger stroked the sharp edge of the dagger and slowly walked towards Dongfang Min'er.

"What do you want?" Dongfang Min'er stared slightly, wriggling back in fear.

"What am I not going to do?" Feng Xi pulled the rope hard, and Dongfang Min'er flew up, and the dagger in Feng Xi's hand immediately followed.

Dongfang Min'er fell heavily under the stage, and the dagger was also wiped from her face, from the bridge of the nose to the left cheek, leaving a deep scar, and then inserted into her hair, the hair band spread out, and several strands of broken blue silk , Floated slowly.

Dongfang Min'er immediately covered her left face in pain, and looked at Fengxi on the stage in pain, "My face, my face..."

Seeing Dongfang Min'er's bitter wood light, Feng Xi was surprised, "Sorry, I missed it."

"I had to do it windy...It's really beautiful." Baili Youxue looked at the stage excitedly, her excitement is beyond words.

The cloud painting tutor in the stands looked like a heron. This Dongfang Min'er was simply useless. Feng Xi had no spiritual power. It was really shameful not to mention the disastrous defeat and even disfigurement.

The atmosphere on the scene became restless again, some were happy and some were sad.

The students at the Holy Spirit Academy were all excited. Originally, because Feng Xi lost their spiritual power, Bailigu Youxue and Jin Jiaye were very worried and didn't want her to compete, but they couldn't hold her back.

Fortunately, it's okay now, and their hanging hearts are finally let go.

But Changying Academy looked a little cold, Dongfang Min'er was disfigured, and the resentment in her heart was hard to calm. She found Teacher Ruyue and Teacher Yunhua, and wanted them to help her out.

But for Dongfang Min'er losing the game, Teacher Ruyue and Teacher Yunhua were not happy, so how could they help her. Just say a few words casually, and then perfunctory.

The referee announced, "This game is very windy and Dongfang Miner loses, and because Dongfang Miner's appearance is injured, he must withdraw from this college competition."

"Why!?" Dongfang Min'er said with resentment and resentment. She also wanted to rush over to find Feng Xi to settle the account.

But he was stopped by the instructor next to him, "Enough, stop making trouble, whoever makes you less skilled, you must be willing to bet to lose. Since you have lost the game now, then go back and take care of your injury."

"Hmph, Fengxi, I won't let you go..." Dongfang Min'er covered her face and left angrily.

After winning the game, Bailigu Youxue was happier than Fengxi.

"Xier, really amazing, let me just say, that Dongfang Miner would be your opponent, he is simply a defeated opponent..." Bailigu Youxue looked happy, but Feng Xi was not so relaxed.

"You Xue, I always feel that this matter is not that simple, something is wrong."

"Oh, how do you say?"

Feng Xi lowered her head and thought, "From my point of view, Dongfang Min'er must be instigated by others. He wants to give me a disarm when my spiritual power disappears, but I don’t know who is behind this scene? What conspiracy..."