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Against the Purple Star Academy this time, the master did not advise Tang San to give up.

Instead, HIA allowed them to try and play. Because of the simple reason, Oscar and Ning Rongrong did not play in the seven players.

The other five people have all played in order to achieve the current results. If you want to preserve your strength, you can't survive.

Why not give it a go?

"First of all, the tactics to be adopted tomorrow will be the same as those against the Brutal Team today."

The master carefully analyzed for everyone, "The personal strength of September 1st is powerful and completely surpasses all of you."

Everyone nodded, this is indeed the case.

"So, still use that word, drag the word tactics."

The master glanced at Huang Yuan, Jingling, and Tailong, "All you have to do is to drag it, and how long it can last."

This is inevitable, to deal with this kind of enemy far beyond oneself. It must be delayed, exhausting the opponent's soul power to the greatest extent.

"I think there is a shortcoming in September 1st."

At this moment, Tang San said suddenly.

Wang Feng listened, and Wei Wei was a little surprised: What shortcomings do I have, why don't I know?

Seeing everyone's eyes, Tang San thought, "I thought about it. From the qualifiers to the present on September 1st, he has to pursue the ultimate speed in every game, almost trying to use the simplest way. , Defeat the enemy. The fighting style can be said to be not at all muddled, decisively short!"

Tang San was right.

In every battle of Wang Feng, the style is extremely short. If he doesn't make a move, he will inevitably make a hit! Defeat the enemy in the most effective way!

"It reminds me of today's Brutal Team."

Tang San said, "It's too short. It seems to be deliberately pursuing such a fast speed to defeat the enemy. All his battles, including the one against the Tianshui team, are very short-lived from his shots. Think about it, everyone. , His external spirit bone is so powerful, isn't it flawed? It must be impossible!"

"Often the stronger the ability, the more obvious the defect. It's just that we didn't notice it, just like today's Stormblood. I guess, the spirit bone attached to September 1st will definitely not be able to be used for a long time! Or, it's the spirit bone itself. Either the reason is the soul power. Although I use the Eight Spider Lances to become stronger, I can't fight for a long time, unless I use the Eight Spider Lances to absorb the soul power of other spirit masters."

"Also, there are two obvious characteristics of the external spirit bone attached to the Jiu Yi Kai: The first is heavy, and the second is the ability to change form! How much? It can be seen from the previous battles against Elephant Jiazong and Tianshui Academy. I estimate At least eight thousand catties or more!"

Tang San's analysis is actually quite reasonable.

"Imagine that a heavy object of eight thousand jin is on the body. How much spirit power is needed to reduce it every moment? If the spirit power is not used, then his body will directly bear the weight of eight thousand jin! This is extremely for his body. A heavy load! This kind of consumption is definitely not something a normal forty-level spirit master can afford!"

Tang San's eyes flashed with precision.

Every word made everyone nod their heads.

Wang Feng also nodded secretly, Xiao San actually guessed it was very close.

Even if a normal soul master had absorbed this mysterious mysterious armor, it would be difficult to use it.

One is too heavy, and the other is that the consumption of soul power is really great.

Especially Xuan Ming thorn.

Why did Wang Feng want Huo Wushuang to directly hit him with an iron fist, because he didn't want to waste time with him.

Thousands of Xuan Ming thorns were revolving with soul power. Even if each one only needs a trace of soul power, it is very terrifying consumption under the base number of tens of thousands. A normal forty-five soul master dare not play like this at all.

This is also one of the only shortcomings of Xuan Ming Thorn.

That is, Wang Feng possesses meteor tears, coupled with soul power compression and purification, has extremely durable soul power, and extremely fast soul power recovery speed, so he dares to play Xuan Ming thorn like this.

Otherwise, even a sixtieth-level spirit master would not dare to run tens of thousands of Xuanming thorns, but Wang Feng could.

Tang San's insight into this point proved that he was very smart, and obviously he was very concerned about Jiu Yi, observing meticulously.

"In other words, he is consuming soul power every moment." Tang San smiled slightly, "Every moment we are on stage, he consumes far more than us."

Wang Feng nodded frequently.

Well said.

"So, I conclude that he can't attack for a long time. The longest one, the day against Tianshui Academy, was amazing. But I calculated it carefully, from the active attack to the final cracking of the opponent's ice and snow environment and terrain. , It only took more than forty seconds."

"Then, the limit for September 1st should be one minute! As long as each of us can stay on stage for ten to fifteen seconds..."

Having said this, Tang San showed a confident smile, "He must lose!"

Happiness!

Wang Feng was the first to applaud, "Well said!"

Grandmaster:"……"

Tang San was actually thinking about it in a big way.

If a normal forty-fifth level spirit master uses the Xuan Ming armor on the ring, it will take about 30 seconds, which is the limit. If it is used by ten thousand roots, it is similar to the huge iron fist formed by Wang Feng. If you can't use it, your soul power is exhausted.

Even the body can't bear it.

It's a pity...Wang Feng is different.

His physical fitness is too strong, even if he bears the weight of Xuan Ming Jia, he won't have any load.

The strength of the first gear is not a joke.

For Wang Feng, the consumption of soul power to run the Xuan Ming Jia was almost nothing.

why?

Because he has placed cultivation + Meteor Tears, the normal recovery speed of soul power can already support the operation of Xuan Ming Jia.

If used, Wang Feng can fight for a long time according to the number of Xuanming thorns used. Unless it's all together, it may not last long.

But a few minutes is no problem.

In all fairness, Tang San's analysis was accurate enough.

However...

"Ahem, since Xiaosan already has a plan, let's follow this tactic tomorrow."

The master glanced at Wang Feng, "Each of you, Tailong, Jingling, and Huang Yuan, the time requirements can be reduced, but Mubai, Xiao Wu, Hong Jun, Zhu Qing, and Xiao San try their best to achieve this within ten to fifteen seconds. Interval."

"Let's rest, there are only two games left."

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The next day.

The penultimate day of the promotion game ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On this day, the team rankings have been very clear.

The first echelon, Purple Star Academy, Shrek, Kamikaze and so on.

The second tier, Fierce Blood, Blazing Fire, Sky Water, Shadow and so on.

The third echelon, strange animals, Barak team, Botanical Academy, etc.

...

The echelon has not changed much, only the ranking of each echelon has changed.

Zixing and Shrek both ranked first with a winning streak.

Although this is only the penultimate day, it is more attractive.

Because of the duel between Zixing and Shrek! Moreover, Shrek Academy did not choose to surrender. Although I gave up once in the qualifiers, this time obviously not!