Full-time Summoner

"Field—Suppression of Wind."

The kick was just a slight trampling, as if all the efforts and hopes of Feng Han's first half of his life were trampled under his feet.

A turquoise halo completely suppressed the violent Fierce Fist Jiugong, where it came from, it went back, and the majestic magma fire column that was about to spew was pushed back to the ground.

This kick seemed to be suppressed by heaven and earth. All the majestic and rich fire elements in the surrounding area had all rebelled, and the Fierce Fist Nine Palaces, which had no power to succeed, seemed so pale and powerless in front of Zhaohua's more advanced domain.

Injecting courage, perseverance, and even life into the Nine Palaces of Fierce Fist is just a matter of someone else's kick.

"This... this is the power of the domain... alas."

Even Jiang Heping, who was on the sidelines as a referee, couldn't help sighing. The reality is far more real and cruel than reading novels. The power of the domain is so powerful that even the violent fire element can't break through. This is the strongest power belonging to the high-level ah.

Unless a natural spirit like Mu Ningxue or a summoner with elemental demon like Zhaohua, it is almost impossible to master the field at the middle level.

Zhaohua's step down not only suppressed the Fierce Fist Jiugong, but also bent down, lunged, ready to go.

With a bang, the floor was trampled, and the broken stone fragments were blown away by the wind pressure of the windbreaker on Zhaohua's body, extremely fast. The wind element is not the fire element and the thunder element. The most powerful element of the wind element is speed, or the ability to fight in close quarters.

Zhaohua's green afterimage sliced ​​through all the billowing smoke and dust brought by the Fierce Fist Nine Palaces, and turned into a green kamikaze to approach Feng Han. It didn't need to attack much, just a collision, and Feng Han who was close to the edge could be knocked away. thereby gaining victory.

Feng Han, who had already exhausted his seven-hole bleeding mental power, had no ability to fight back, and even now it was difficult to stand up, and in a precarious state, he might not even be able to use magic tools.

The victory and defeat have been divided.

Just when Zhaohua was still five meters away from Feng Han, a distance of half a second, Feng Han, who had turned his eyes back, suddenly smiled and said, "Spatial rhythm—crack."

A space crack that was more than one meter high, just enough to 'eat in' Zhaohua, opened suddenly, as if Zhaohua was about to send a sheep into the tiger's mouth, rushing into the space channel full of strong winds, trap!

Jiang Heping was shocked! Even he didn't notice it! ! It's true that Jiang Heping majored in summoning, but summoning has little to do with spiritual power. He didn't practice spiritual power, so he didn't notice the crack for a while, thinking that there was such a reversal.

"Oh my god! Where did the spatial rhythm come from—crack, when did Feng Han use it!!"

"Grass Grass!! Ultimate Reversal!?"

No one knew that this was the first time Zhaohua and Fenghan collided with Fengpan Luotian and Fengpan secretly set a trap in front of him. He knew that Zhaohua had the wind element and had a certain The opportunity is not to use the wind disk, but to rush towards him, which will trigger the effect of the crack and swallow Zhaohua into it.

Zhaohua, who has the wind element, will not be killed by Gangfeng so easily, but the victory must be his own. This is the benefit of trap magic, as long as you use it, even if you die, the magic will still run and take effect.

When Deng Le saw the rhythm of space—the crack, his eyes showed a sad look, he shook his head and said to himself: "This kind of talent will unknowingly involve everyone around you, and make people feel confused." Bruises all over."

Snapped. With just a wave of hand, cracks like opening their mouths will be destroyed. Even space cracks in the elf domain can be changed and destroyed. As long as the strength does not exceed that of Xiaofengcan, the domain will have absolute suppression. What's more, Zhaohua already knew if he could fool other people, including Lan Xinghu, who is also proficient in spiritual power.

Deng Le stood behind and looked at Zhao Hua's back. If anyone was hurt the most by this genius, it was Deng Le.

It was only natural for Deng Le to hate Zhaohua at the beginning. No matter how hard you try, you will be defeated by the words 'talent' and 'genius'. Deng Le also worked hard and worked hard, but the harder he worked, the more he knew it was impossible.

It is a good thing to have ideals in your heart, but you must also recognize the relative reality. God is so unfair, some people are born geniuses, and they will always be geniuses.

Some people are not only talented, good family background, good three views, good luck, full of radiance, but they also work hard, crushing all aspects without dead ends.

Just like the light, when the sun comes out, the whole world is white without your color.

When Deng Le stood behind Zhaohua and watched him destroy Feng Han's killing, hiding, and tricks with a wave of his hand, he unconsciously thought of when he was competing in the Congcheng Hot Spring competition.

Where I can't do it, my future is determined like this, and there are things that cannot be changed no matter how hard I try.

People are not born equal.

Zhaohua didn't knock Feng Han into the air, but switched to his left hand and gently pushed. Feng Han, who was already at the end of his strength, was unstable on his feet. He stepped back a few steps and fell to the outside. Neng stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at Zhaohua in front of him, his mind went blank, he still failed, his own efforts were not as good as someone else's wave of hands.

In the end, lying on the ground in a big character posture, he stared blankly at the magic lighting equipment above his head.

"It's so unfair!! God, why are you so unfair!!"

At this moment, Feng Han collapsed, he just lying on the ground saw the incandescent light, he seemed to ask this day, why you can be so unfair.

"Us mortals, ordinary people without talent, is it meaningless to do anything in the end!!!"

"No matter how I chase, no matter how hard I try, the result is all in vain! I'm already so bruised! I've worked so hard, why is there still no result..."

"Efforts... don't get rewarded..."

"The past two years I have been in the main campus... What the hell is it? The resources I have accumulated in the front line of life and death in the demon area, and the strength I have improved, what the hell is it."

"I have been enduring all this time, enduring not playing, enduring the boringness of training, enduring... Enduring is just to enter the school team, to enter the school team... I have already sacrificed everything I can sacrifice But it’s all pointless, there’s no point, there’s no votes, it’s all a waste of time.”

"Why can't it be me... why... I can't"

No one uttered a word, and even the reporters who took pictures did not press the shutter.

They are all people who have been burned by the light called genius, and shadows will appear when they are illuminated by the light. They are just one of the thousands of shadows standing behind the genius.

Fenghan's latent effort for four years is not as good as Zhaohua's cultivation in less than two years, and this is not Zhaohua's full strength.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa One sentence.

"So, are you giving up?"