Miss Eight Series Summoner

It now appears that basically all the brands are in their hands!

Not long after Feng Xi and Bailigu Youxue arrived, the students from Changying College and Youdu College also arrived.

"Hey, you two don't have a brand in your hands. Couldn't you not even get a brand?" Lan Ke'er of Youdu College provocatively looked at Fengxi and Bailigu Youxue, the corners of his mouth raised.

"Sometimes the eyes are deceiving." Bailigu Youxue answered the question.

Lan Ke'er snorted coldly and turned his head to ignore Fengxi and Bailigu Youxue.

She had known that their mentor would go to **** the brands of Fengxi and Bailigu Youxue, just now she just wanted to taunt the arrogance of the Holy Spirit Academy, and she didn't expect it to be counterproductive.

It's just that Fengxi and Bailigu Youxue have already returned, and they don't know why they haven't returned.

"Now let's count the brands." The host said loudly.

"Let's come first." Lan Keer rushed to say. Anyway, they have so many brands, and they are no less than the ones from the instructor.

"Youdu College, ninety-eight brand."

Hearing the host's report, Lan Keer's mouth made a smug smile.

"Wow, so awesome!"

"This time the extra points must be from Youdu Academy."

"Next, Changying Academy, ninety-five yuan."

"It's a pity, I almost surpassed Youdu Academy a little bit."

"Fengxi, it's our turn." Bailigu Youxue rubbed Fengxi's shoulder and motioned for her to go up.

Feng Xi took out the space around her waist, flung her slender hand, and poured out a lot of signs from the space.

"Oh my God, why do the Holy Spirit Academy have so many brands?"

"great!"

"It's terrible, this person named Fengxi must be a monster!"

Lan Ke'er's originally proud face turned pale at this time, with no blood.

"Holy, Holy Spirit Academy, three hundred and fifty-two signs!" The host's voice became trembling, as if he didn't believe his eyes.

"Next, I announce that the winner of this bonus match is the Holy Spirit Academy."

Compared with the excitement of other students, Feng Xi's reaction was extremely flat: "You Xue, I'm tired, let's go back and rest."

"Good." Bailigu Youxue nodded, and the two quietly left from behind the crowd.

The second day of the game was still in full swing, and the students from the three academies were very serious about fighting.

However, a group of untimely figures appeared in this one.

Several people dressed in black mixed in, they looked strange, moved quickly, and shuttled through the crowd.

Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye were thinking about the upcoming match, naturally they didn't notice the abnormality around them.

These people in black seem to be a little unkind.

They gathered in twos and threes, hiding behind the players who were practicing, as if they were planning something.

Ye Qianxue of Youdu College had sharp eyes and noticed the man in black who broke in inexplicably. She was curious, and followed them, wanting to see what they wanted to do.

"Ye Qianxue, where are you going?" Ye Qianxue's companion asked.

"I suddenly have something to deal with. You should continue to practice first, and I will meet you again later..." After speaking, Ye Qianxue hurriedly followed.

Through observation, Ye Qianxue found that those people in black were waiting for opportunities and seemed to want to do something bad. When they waited until the students in the room came out, they looked around at the door, sneaking.