Chapter 1812 Appeared, Mowgli's Exclusive Style of Play

"Damn it, it's really stinky and shameless!!"

The venue of the competition was full of voices, simultaneous interpretation, Wuji's word for word fell in the ears of all the audience.

Immediately, the audience at the scene was boiling.

Well, this dog's idea is really this idea, and he wants to waste time on his own milk and blood until the end.

If Chunxiang and Ming relied on tactics in the first two rounds, Wuji would be shameless.

"snort!"

Feng Leng snorted in March and said with disdain: "You really think I can't do anything about you? Sea of ​​flames, get up!"

While speaking, Sanyue's wind staff was lifted up, and a sea of ​​flames rose under Wuji's feet.

"hehe!"

Seeing this, Wuji chuckled, and threw the Holy Healing Technique on his head calmly.

Although March's wind can also use fire spells, but as a wind mage, March's wind magic attributes are all increased by wind, so the continuous damage of this sea of ​​flames is not high, and Wuji drops every second. More than three hundred points of blood.

And Wuji's Holy Healing Technique is a continuous blood-gaining skill, which can restore 500 points of blood every second.

As a result, the output speed of March's wind could not keep up with Wuji's recovery speed, and Wuji was like a stroll in the sea of ​​fire.

Seeing Wuji walking back and forth in the fire he set so arrogantly, Feng Sanyue raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sinister smile, then stretched his left hand forward, and the magic staff in his right hand flashed blue.

"call!"

There was only a whistling gust of wind, and a whirlwind blew up on the ground of the arena.

A huge tornado rose under Wuji's feet.

The so-called fire takes advantage of the wind, the sea of ​​fire under Wuji's feet was blown by the tornado, and immediately rolled up a raging flame more than three feet high, forming a violent whirlwind of flames under the blessing of the tornado.

"This is combination magic, Flame Whirlwind!"

After all, Jinglei was born as a professional master, and he was very knowledgeable. He could tell at a glance that March's wind was using combination magic.

The damage of wind magic is not explosive,

But once the fire element is combined with the wind magic, the fire magic will also get the same level of element improvement.

In other words, this flame whirlwind magic not only has the speed of wind magic, but also has the high damage of fire magic.

Worthy of being a top expert, his shots are really extraordinary.

Below the ring, Ming Du's eyes widened even more.

Combination magic is Mingdu's best skill. Mingdu naturally understands the horror of this whirlwind of flames better than anyone else. If this wave of output continues, if Wuji's healing can't keep up, he might be killed in seconds.

...

March's wind certainly knew how shameless his opponent was, and also knew how difficult his opponent was, so he naturally didn't think that a whirlwind of flames could kill Wuji in seconds.

After the whirlwind of flames covered Wuji, March's wind waved his left hand casually, and large fireballs ignited around him, and then the magic staff in his right hand flashed blue, and the big fireball swelled into huge balls of flames when the strong wind blew in the wind. With the sound of howling wind, it hit Wuji continuously.

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

Following a series of violent explosions, Wuji was smashed solidly, and was instantly engulfed in flames.

The position where Wuji was standing on the ring was even blown out into a pink cloud of gunpowder smoke.

"Huh? This smoke is interesting."

Seeing the pink gunpowder smoke, Jing Lei frowned slightly, although he was puzzled, he didn't say much.

After all, Jinglei only knows the setting of combination magic, but it is the first time he has seen combination magic. Who knows what special effect combination magic has.

On the other hand, March's wind on the ring had a dazed look on his face.

Fire magic has the special effect of gunpowder smoke, but the smoke will disperse when the wind blows, so the combination of fire magic and wind magic will definitely not have smoke. Could this pink smoke be the priest's blindfold?

"!!!"

Thinking of this, March's wind was startled, and immediately summoned a fire dragon again. When the gust of wind blew, the fire dragon hit the ground and blew towards the powder mist that had spread to less than two meters away from him.

"call!"

The wind, fire, and dragon flames whistled past, and the pink gunpowder smoke was blown away, and the smoke dispersed, revealing Wuji's figure.

At this moment, the golden light of the Holy Light Shield was shining on Wuji's body, and he was less than two meters away from the March wind.

"Martyrdom!"

Wuji narrowed his eyes, opened his arms, and let out a loud shout.

"not good!!"

Hearing the sound of March, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and was about to run back, but when he realized it, it was already too late.

Before March's Feng could open his legs, March's Feng suddenly felt uncontrollable and was pulled to him by Wuji.

Wuji's arms immediately hugged Sanyue's Feng tightly.

"let me go!!"

Sanyue's Feng was terrified, struggling desperately, trying to break free from Wuji's shackles.

However, Sanyue's Feng and Wuji are both legal professions, and they don't have the slightest advantage in strength attributes. Naturally, no matter how hard he struggles, it will be of no avail.

"Liquidation!"

After embracing the wind of March, Wuji spit out two words lightly.

At the same time, a dazzling holy light burst out from Wuji's body.

"boom!!!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, March's Wind was blown into a white light, and the blood strip on Wuji's head was only a little blood left.

"ha!!"

Seeing this familiar scene, the players on the national server let out a clear smile.

Appeared, the self-detonation technique of the Quanzhen Muslim pastor.

After blowing up March's wind to death, Wuji casually applied a healing technique to himself, and said with a helpless face: "You who told me that we were tied a long time ago didn't listen, look, it's just a little bit close."

"..."

After being blown off the ring, Sanyue Fengqi didn't even react. Hearing Wuji talking to himself, the lungs of Sanyue Fengqi in the audience exploded.

For Wuji, the wind in March is also on all precautions, for fear of being caught in some trap, but he never expected that Wuji first acted in a time-consuming manner to let himself take it lightly, and then slowly approached him and made such a move. He actually blew himself up to death with one hand, can this nima get some face?

In the third game, the mob team won.

At present, the score is once again opened by one point.

"I get it! I get it!"

When the result of the match was announced, Jinglei shouted from the audience like Zhuge Liang afterwards: "I know why I played like this."

"I bother!"

Seeing Jinglei's appearance, the audience all rolled their eyes. This commentary is still not enough, and it can't keep up with the rhythm of the game.

...

Of course, in the eyes of everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, being as shameless as Wuji is purely a basic operation. After all, he is the leader of the Quanzhen Sect. Chunxiang Mingdu is so smelly and shameless. The leader of the sect is naturally higher than everyone else in the Quanzhen sect in terms of shamelessness alone.

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