My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

On the Institutional Academy side, other people who were kept in the dark had dull faces.

What are you doing?

Logically speaking, Moller's realm surpasses the opponent in all aspects. Even if the opponent's formation is condensed quickly, and there is no need to arrange the formation base like ordinary formation masters, and must make a lot of preparations before releasing it, under the influence of Moller's puppets and his own. In this realm, it is impossible to fall into the opponent's formation so easily!

And being sent out of the ring so quickly...

"Is it possible that Brother Moller was careless and accidentally fell into the opponent's illusory formation?"

"But this is impossible. The puppet master's attainments in the soul are also extremely outstanding. How could he fall into the illusion formation so easily?"

"Then do you have any other explanations for this situation?"

So, the man stopped talking.

I really can't think of any other possibility.

After all, they didn't know that the Mo family had decided to let Hunling Academy...or let Mu Fusheng and the others get this spot.

On the side, four members of the Mo family, including Mo Ling and Mo Xing, could not help but cover their faces.

Although I’m asking you to let your guard down, isn’t it too obvious?

Not just people from the Mohist family.

Even Mu Fusheng and the others, as well as Fang Qiong on the stage, were in a daze and haven't reacted yet.

Fang Qiong originally planned to use the Annihilation Illusion Killing Formation to delay the opponent for a while. Even if it was just a little, he would be able to cooperate with Lian Zhi to activate the Dark Night. Only by releasing the Dark Night and then cooperating with the Little God-killing Sword Formation would this be possible. Defeat a strong and special opponent like Moeller.

As a result...the Annihilation Illusion Killing Formation ended.

Who would your mother have thought of this!

Below, Mu Fusheng also gradually came to his senses and guessed: "It is impossible to underestimate the enemy. The opponent values ​​​​the quota so much. Even if he faces an opponent with a lower level than him, he will use all his strength to defeat Junior Brother Fang quickly without giving any chance. ! Otherwise, the Mo family will not end up personally."

"So there is only one possibility, and that is that Junior Sister Mo Yu and those people from the Mo family are angry and let them take the initiative to let go."

This was said by voice.

Xiao Hei, Fang Qiong, and Shi Sheng couldn't help but nodded when they heard this guess.

Only this possibility is more reliable.

Except for a few people from the Mo family and Mu Fusheng, they knew.

The audience was also confused.

Even though he was as smart as Jiuxuan, he didn't speak for a long time. He didn't know what to say. He had no clue at all and was completely confused!

Jiu Bailu looked at Fang Qiong and then at the people from the Mo family, thoughtfully.

dark place.

Lu Changsheng's eyebrows twitched, and Mo Yu also covered his face.

No...what is this?

Isn't this acting too bad?

Fortunately, there are no negative punishment rules in this kind of game, otherwise Moller might have been directly banned for life...

The Ancient Sage didn't care. Anyway, he felt that the competition with the Institution Academy would be difficult, and the possibility of defeating them was less than 30%.

Now that Fang Qiong has won, it has undoubtedly relieved a lot of pressure on Hunling Academy.

Fang Qiong took a deep breath and couldn't say anything now, so he could only continue the comparison.

The second person who went up was another participating student from the Mo family, Mo Ling.

Mo Ling's face was full of confusion now, how should he release the water?

If I follow Moller's example, others may be able to spot the problem.

But if others don't notice it, then Moller may be questioned by the outside world...

Compare the consequences of the two.

Mo Ling quickly decided how to release the water.

If Moller is questioned, just question it. It doesn't matter. It just exercises his mentality.

When others saw Mo Ling coming on the stage, they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Mo Ling's realm has now broken through to the late ancestral realm.

This is not the most important thing, the main thing is that Mo Ling is a disciple of the current head of the Mo family.

This identity is enough to show Mo Ling's talent and strength in the puppetry.

After the referee announces the start.

Mo Ling directly released his puppet.

Seventeen late-stage ancestral realm puppets! There are eight more seats than Muller!

These seventeen puppets slowly moved to different positions around Fang Qiong, blocking all possibilities for Fang Qiong to dodge. At the same time, it can also compensate for the damage immediately.

Well, that should be fine.

Several other main competition students in the audience and the Institution Academy nodded involuntarily.

Mo Ling has already taken action, and defeating Fang Qiong can be said to be a matter of hands-on control.

Although the priest brother guessed that the other party was specifically told by Junior Sister Mo Yu, Fang Qiong would not take it lightly. He frowned solemnly and planned to proceed according to the original plan!

The illusory killing formation of annihilation enveloped the entire arena in an instant!

In the previous battle, Fang Qiong did not withdraw his formation, but directly cast it instantly, covering Mo Ling!

Feeling the Annihilation Illusion Killing Formation, Mo Ling hesitated for a moment, then showed a confused look in his eyes. Then he woke up again and controlled seventeen puppets to attack Fang Qiong at the same time!

Fang Qiong also frowned slightly, and immediately pressed his seal to activate the killing power in the Annihilation Illusion Killing Formation.

Mo Ling did not use puppets to defend at all. Instead, he released a huge amount of divine soul power to form a barrier to resist all these killing attacks.

The seventeen puppets had no intention of defending the puppet master himself. Under the control of Mo Ling, they all waved their huge fists and blasted towards Fang Qiong!

Wherever seventeen fists passed through the space, the whole space was rioting!

If this attack falls on Fang Qiong, it will probably be seriously injured directly.

Under the interference, even with Lian Zhi's condensation, the night fell and still did not complete condensation in the body.

After gritting his teeth, Fang Qiong's skin turned into silver!

Under the silver skin, blood emerged.

There are even jade-colored rays of light coming out from it. When the jade-colored rays of light are connected together, they resemble the shape of human bones!

There were thunderous roars inside his body.

Holy Formation Hell Body Kung Fu, silver skin, blood muscles, jade bones, and five internal organs.

Be fully motivated in this moment!

Fang Qiong planned to withstand this blow. As long as he could withstand this blow, the fall of night would be completed!

However, just when Fang Qiong was about to confront these puppets head-on.

Mo Ling frowned slightly and turned his eyes.

The fists of the two puppets closest to Fang Qiong directly brushed past Fang Qiong's shoulders!

The puppets that followed from behind landed on the two arms that brushed Fang Qiong's shoulders with their fists...

Bang bang!

Click, click, click...

The fists of the four puppets cracked in response.

Fang Qiong didn't have time to be stunned. He just thought this was a good opportunity and immediately escaped from the surroundings of these four puppets.

But the other thirteen puppets were once again surrounded airtightly!

In the form of a circle, it surrounded the square dome, getting closer and closer.

When Fang Qiong saw this, hey... something didn't seem right.

Then he jumped up.

The remaining thirteen puppets collided directly with each other, and their fists landed on their respective puppets.

At this moment, everyone is missing an arm or a leg or something...

Mo Ling wiped the sweat from his face, raised his hands and said, "Ah, I'm still not good at controlling the puppet. I'll admit defeat."

Then he jumped directly off the stage.

Well, with the loss of seventeen puppets, no one should be able to notice such a huge price, right?

Perfect!

PS: I have a lot of things to do during the Qingming Festival, so I came back late. I still have two chapters to write.