Chapter 218: Twenty seconds of crushing, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower shocked the entire audience

Su Bai put one hand in his pocket, his eyes not even staying on his opponent for a second.

After all, this Tiandou Team 2 is just a passerby, there is nothing that interests him.

On the opposite side, the second team of Tiandou, let alone harsh words, the seven of them huddled together, not even daring to raise their heads, and the fluctuations of the soul power in their hands flickered due to their unstable mentality.

"Is that for the competition? Why do I feel like they are going to the execution ground? "

In the audience, some people couldn't help but whisper.

"Nonsense, haven't you heard? The leader of Qilin Academy is Su Bai, a god of death.

Does Yu Tianheng know? A direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Su Bai seriously injured Yu Tianheng for a long time. "

On the ring, the captain of the second team looked at the circle of beautiful women with unparalleled elegance and unfathomable aura around Su Bai, and any thoughts of a man in his heart had long been dispersed by the desire for survival.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and spoke tremblingly:

"Su... Young Master Su, if you do it later, can you... be gentle?" "

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The face of Tiandou Royal Academy has been thrown into grandma's house today.

But the captain of the second team couldn't care less.

It was better to be embarrassed than to lose his life. He didn't want to be like Dai Mubai, who was photographed on the wall and couldn't dig it out.

When Su Bai heard this, he finally glanced sideways at him, with a playful arc hanging from the corner of his mouth:

"That depends on your performance. "

"Yes, yes, yes..."

The captain of the second team nodded hurriedly, with such a humble look that the face of Emperor Xue Ye in the stands instantly turned gloomy.

"Open the martial spirit! "

As the emcee gave the order, the atmosphere in the ring instantly became tense.

"Nine treasures turned out to be colored glaze! "

Ning Rongrong moved her lotus steps lightly, and the nine-story pagoda shining with nine-colored divine light was held in the palm of her hand, and four soul rings emerged——

Two yellow, one purple and one black, especially the fourth ring of ten thousand years, instantly blocked the last bit of resistance from the second team of Tiandou.

"The fourth ring of ten thousand years! Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda? "

On the high platform, Bishop Salas suddenly stood up, his sinister eyes filled with horror.

Not only him, Huo Wu from Chihuo Academy, Feng Xiaotian from Divine Wind Academy, and even Yu Tianxin, who had always hated Su Bai, were all staring at the nine-story pagoda at this moment.

"The Shangsan Sect, the number one auxiliary martial spirit in the mainland, has evolved? "

However, Ning Rongrong ignored their shock.

"Nine treasures are famous! One said: Power! The second said: Hurry! Three said: Soul! Fourth: Royal! "

Ning Rongrong's clear voice resounded throughout the audience, and four streams of light instantly disappeared into Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan at the main station in front.

"The third soul skill, teleportation! "

Xiao Wu didn't even think about talking nonsense. She tapped her toes and her whole body instantly turned into a stream of pink light.

The captain of the second team felt his eyes blurred as an irresistible force strangled his throat.

He didn't even dare to resist, just instinctively closed his eyes and shouted:

"I admit defeat! We..."

"It's too late."

Xiao Wu winked playfully, and her waist suddenly exerted force.

"The first soul skill, waist bow!"

Boom!

With Ning Rongrong's all-round increase, the power of Xiao Wu's attack reached a terrifying level.

The captain's whole body was like a cannonball, smashing into the hard floor of the arena, and even his begging for mercy was stuck in his throat.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing turned into a ghostly afterimage and shuttled among the crowd.

Every hand strike and every kick landed accurately on the opponent's acupuncture points.

"Ah!"

Screams came and went, but they quickly subsided.

Only twenty seconds.

The seven members of Tiandou's second team were lying neatly on the ring. Except for those who had passed out, the remaining few were pretending to be dead, not daring to open their eyes.

The entire audience was silent, and then an overwhelming boo and cheer erupted.

"Is this the end? I haven't seen clearly how Catwoman moved!"

"Qilin Academy is so bullying, it's just a massacre!"

Su Bai clapped his hands, very satisfied.

Then he put his arm around Xiao Wu's shoulders and strode towards the audience.

"Let's go."

"Rongrong, your support is great!" Xiao Wu said with a smile.

"That's not true, I am the number one auxiliary spirit in the mainland!" Ning Rongrong patted her chest, which was not exactly plump.

Dugu Yan sighed:

"Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing, you two are so good at grabbing people's heads. You cleared the place before I even made a move!"

When Zhu Zhuqing heard this, the corner of his mouth raised:

"Yanzi, I am an agile soul master, and Xiao Wu has the teleportation soul skill. In this kind of crushing battle, you will definitely not be able to defeat us!"

Xiao Wu also smiled and said:

"That's right, Yanzi, you don't need to take action against such weak opponents! I'll let you poison them all next time!"

Xue Ke saw several people happy and said helplessly:

"You all can still fight, and neither Lingling nor I have a chance to use our soul skills!"

The group of people left the spirit fighting arena just like this, talking and laughing.

Only the audience in Tiandou City and the geniuses from the academy were left, unable to recover for a long time in front of this absolutely violent aesthetics.

"Bastard...bastard!"

In a corner of the rest area, Tang San looked at the dazzling "Twenty Seconds" record on the big screen. The Zhuge Divine Crossbow in his hand made an overwhelmed squeaking sound due to excessive force.

He expected that the second team would lose, but he did not expect that it would lose so completely.

Not far away from him, Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng were even more eerily silent.

They were stronger than the second team, but because of this, they were more aware of how outrageous Ning Rongrong's growth rate was at that moment.

That was not a contest between soul masters at all, it was a crushing of dimensions.

"Tian Heng, if we face them..." Dai Mubai's voice trembled, and his evil eyes no longer had the arrogance of the past.

Yu Tianheng stared at Su Bai's back for a long time before squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth:

"Let uncle find a way. Now Su Bai... can no longer bridge the gap with skills."

On the high platform.

Emperor Xueye laughed, completely ignoring Salas' livid face.

"Good! What a Qilin Academy! Qinghe, be sure to maintain a good relationship with Su Bai."

"Yes, Father."

Qian Renxue bowed gracefully, maintaining the humility of a prince on her face, but she was already happy in her heart: This is the man I like.

At this time, Su Bai had already walked out of the arena with a group of Yingying Yanyan. Because it ended too early, the street snack stalls had not even begun to close their stalls.

"Brother Bai, you were so fierce just now. Look, the captain was so scared that he peed his pants."

Ning Rongrong complained heartlessly while eating the roasted chestnuts she just bought.

"That's because his mental quality is not good enough."

Su Bai lazily threw one into his mouth, "However, looking at the trembling looks of those mice, they are indeed good enough to eat."

He looked back at the Soul Fighting Arena that was gradually getting further away, and a hint of depth flashed in his eyes.

The massacre just now was just to tell those eyes hiding in the dark!

This time, Su Bai has the final say in this competition.