Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

Just after Kyle finished speaking, a female voice suddenly came from above the ring: "I will be the referee."

As he finished speaking, countless light spots suddenly appeared on the stage. Those light spots slowly condensed and combined into one person.

It's the shadow.

Kyle was startled when he saw the person coming, and then smiled and said: "Miss Shadow will take charge of it herself, so there will be no problem."

Shadow stood on the ring, glanced at Qin Fan and the others, his eyes were unruffled, and suddenly, a terrifying killing intent poured out from his whole body, instantly surrounding both team members.

Qin Fan and others looked stunned, only to feel that the murderous intention was faintly wrapped in a comfortable nutrient solution-like substance that moistened their bodies.

On the other hand, the expressions of several students from the alliance changed. Their faces turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat flowed down their faces.

Kyle snorted coldly, and a powerful spiritual power came out, wrapping several of his students in it.

All this happened in just a few seconds. Before Sides could get angry, the murderous aura had already dissipated.

"In this competition, after either side admits defeat, the other side is not allowed to continue attacking. You can start when you are ready."

"While you're under my watch, you'd better abide by my rules."

Shadow glanced at Kyle as he spoke. After finishing his words, he walked directly to the corner of the ring.

Kyle smiled and said nothing. If there was anyone in the Eighth Army that he was afraid of, Shadow would definitely be one.

This woman is crazy and doesn't care who you are.

As the saying goes, no desire leads to strength. Apart from killing secrets, she doesn't care about her career at all. As a result, there are naturally very few ways to manipulate her.

Qin Fan and the others looked at each other. The competition was about to begin. The first thing they had to do was to arrange their troops. It was very important who came first and who came last.

Of course, if you know the strength of the other party, you can naturally make better arrangements.

Now they are like opening a blind box. They can only wait for the other party to get in, and then they can see the strength of the other party after fighting.

As a result, the first person has to shoulder more tasks of testing.

After some thought, Qin Fan took the lead and said, "I'll take the first shot, and the handsome guy will take the last shot."

"No, you can't hit the first one. It doesn't matter if you can't beat the opponent with the first few hits. As long as you consume enough of the opponent's spiritual power, you will be victorious."

"The handsome guy is right, I'll do the first one, just in time to try some new things."

An Ji said.

Zhang Xiong nodded in agreement and said, "I'll take the second shot, and Fatty will take the third shot. As for the rest, I can take a look first and then make adjustments."

A few people discussed in a low voice for a few more words, and the strategy was roughly decided in a hurry.

An Ji straightened his clothes, shook his fists at Qin Fan and others, and walked towards the ring.

The alliance also sent six students, but unlike Qin Fan and the others, after the six were appointed, they all seemed calm and relaxed.

Seeing that Qin Fan's side had finally reached an agreement, one of the tall, strong young men with yellow hair and blue eyes said calmly: "Who's going up?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man dressed all in white, like a filial piety man, said: "Let me do it, who makes me the weakest."

"Haha, Pu Bucheng, please take it easy, don't pierce it, and let us move our hands and feet."

As soon as these words came out, several members of the alliance burst into laughter.

Before the filial piety man Park Bucheng came on the stage, he fired a series of jabs, then a few mid-air spin kicks, and took advantage of the situation to enter the ring.

This sequence of actions was smooth and smooth, and immediately won a burst of applause from several players in the league.

"Huh, what a flower stand."

Fu Nanren curled his lips disdainfully.

Pu Bucheng looked at An Ji disdainfully and said, "Boy, don't cry when I beat you down later."

"Hey, your dad was so courageous standing there. Don't tell me it was you. Why did you forget so quickly when your dad was beaten to pieces?"

An Ji made a move with his hand, and the ruler sword appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Pu Bu Chengdao.

Pu Bucheng snorted coldly. If you can't argue, then take action.

Pu Bucheng was like a white crane with its wings spread out. Above his head, a shadow of a figure appeared faintly, and in his hand, a long sword shining with cold light made a faint low cry.

Seeing this, Gao Fushuai said in a solemn voice: "This guy should be a stick. Their highest god is Zhu Song. Looking at the shadow above his head, it should be Zhu Song's shadow. I'm afraid his status in Bangzi Country is not ordinary."

Qin Fan and others nodded in agreement. As soon as Pu Bucheng made a move, they could feel Pu Bucheng's state. The peak of the warrior state was not too high, but it was two small levels higher than An Ji. This scene was not The injury won.

On the ring, Pu Bucheng took the lead in launching an attack. His sword was very fast, as fast as a rain shower. It was obvious that he wanted to knock An Ji down in one round.

After all, the gap between the two small realms means that the other party cannot resist his attack.

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As soon as the sword shadow arrived, a burst of flames suddenly spurted out from An Jing's feet, and the huge force pushed An Jing directly into the air.

You know, unless you have special powers, only when you reach the realm of the King of War can a Transcendent take to the air to fight.

Pu Bucheng naturally couldn't fly, and his huge advantage suddenly disappeared.

Qian looked at the tranquility above the sky, as steady as Mount Tai.

"Boy, isn't your side spin kick very cool? Kick it? Come on, perform one."

An Ji smiled shamelessly.

Pu Bucheng was immediately furious, how could you fight like this? I can't reach it at all.

"Pu Bucheng, don't worry, he is driven by energy and cannot stay in the sky forever."

Seeing that Pu Bucheng was in a hurry, Kyle said lightly.

Hearing this, Pu Bucheng immediately realized, yes, if you have the ability, don't come down, otherwise I won't beat you to death.

Hearing Kyle call out the other person's name, An Ji was stunned: "Is your name Pu Cheng?"

"No money? Or not?"