National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

In the next match, Wan Tianle will face Zhao Binshan in the Southern Region.

"It's a little troublesome to play a summoner."

On the seat in the Southern Region, a handsome man had a sad and thoughtful look on his face.

He had seen Wan Tianle's match before, this one was definitely a top summoner, the one from the Western Regions he didn't even have the confidence to win, but Wan Tianle won with a slightly relaxed attitude.

If you don't have a strategy, I'm afraid the chances of winning are really not great.

Perhaps it was because of quick wit, or because of calmness, he actually thought of a very "reasonable and effective" countermeasure.

Since the odds of winning against his summons are not great, why don't I directly attack the opponent's body?

A summoner, how high can his own strength be?

Thinking of this, excitement flashed in his eyes.

The strategy against the enemy, isn't this the way to find it?

On the other side, Wan Tianle also stood up and walked slowly to the competition stage.

His opponent, Zhao Binshan, who was the genius who was calmly thinking about the problem just now, also walked slowly onto the stage to stand opposite Wan Tianle.

"Zhao Binshan."

"Wan Tianle."

Both parties clasped their fists and bowed to show respect, and Wan Tianle naturally wanted to return the salute.

"Game start!"

As the referee's voice fell, the two of them also straightened up at the same time, assuming they were ready to fight.

Wan Tianle retreated quickly and prepared to summon undead creatures directly, but who knew that Zhao Binshan did not give him this opportunity, and appeared in front of Wan Tianle very quickly.

The white glove exudes a dazzling thunder light, high-level magic weapon, thunder glove.

Two purple bolts of lightning suddenly flew out from Zhao Binshan's hands. Due to the short distance and the high speed of the lightning, even a gymnast couldn't dodge it.

Zhao Binshan was overjoyed seeing Lei Guang getting closer and closer to Wan Tianle.

Be steady, be steady here!

Lightning fell, bringing a dazzling thunder.

Just when he thought he had succeeded in taking down Wan Tianle with this blow, a pitch-black coffin suddenly appeared on the competition stage.

"over!"

Dean Su Pengshan spread his hands, this guy really hasn't forgotten his broken coffin.

Before Zhao Binshan realized what was going on, the black coffin roared in front of him.

boom!

When the coffin hit his body, Zhao Binshan immediately felt as if he had been directly hit by a big truck. After a mouthful of blood spewed out, it turned into an afterimage and flew down under the competition platform.

"Phew, I almost lost."

Wan Tianle wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and looked very grateful.

And everyone who heard this remark showed an extremely abstract expression.

Listen, listen, is this a human language?

And almost lost.

The universe between fingers, right?

Above the dean's seat, the four deans fell into deep thought.

The quickest responder was Dean Beiyu, pointing to Wan Tianle who was walking down the stage and said, "Pengshan, don't tell me that this is actually an individual teacher?!"

"Hey, you are really right. He is not only a summoner, but also an individual teacher. He also minored in the healing department in our college, so he is also a healer."

Su Pengshan gave a thumbs up, he was finally not the only one who was tortured by Wan Tianle's wonderful talent.

The four deans' minds froze when they heard this.

Summoner, Healer, Body Master.

How did Wan Tianle manage to master these three professions that seem to have no connection at all?

This is simply unreasonable.

And while the four deans were brainstorming, the next match had already begun.

Han Yi walked onto the stage under the eyes of everyone, and he was fighting against the fire magician of the Central Region, Feng Xinlan.

"Feng Xinlan... If I remember correctly, she seems to be the eldest lady of the Feng family in the capital, tsk tsk tsk, why did I meet Han Yi, such luck, alas~"

Li Mubai shook his head helplessly, feeling sorry for Feng Xinlan.

The line of the Feng family that owns Tianhuo has only two descendants, one male and one female, and it is obvious that this Feng Xinlan is the female among them.

Although Feng Xinlan does not have Skyfire, everyone in the main line of the Feng family will have a magic weapon that stores Skyfire, and this young lady is no exception.

But even so, it is still not enough to look at in front of Han Yi. If the other party has a whole sky fire, maybe he can meet Han Yi.

"Damn, why is it another bitch."

Han Yi twisted his neck and walked up to the competition stage in a very uncomfortable mood.

Since Han Yi said this before taking the stage, Feng Xinlan didn't hear it.

The two stood facing each other.

Han Yi is gearing up and ready to go.

Feng Xinlan was wearing a standard white magician's battle attire. She had a hot body and a well-proportioned appearance, and her appearance wasn't too bad. But it was a pity that others might be sympathetic, merciful, or even let go.

And Han Yi, not only won't show mercy, he may even hit you madly.

They are all human, why should I let you.

"Game start!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Feng Xinlan activated the magic weapon on her neck.

A blazing flame roared out from the ruby ​​in the necklace, turning into a fire snake and circling around her continuously, as if it would rush out to attack Han Yi at any moment.