Chapter 1710 3.156 A Draw Is Worse

"Senior Brother Lu, please advise!" Facing a second-level spiritual master with a seventh-level earth spirit, Qiao Mu concentrated his attention.

"Junior Sister Qiao, please." The other party clasped her fists in a salute and nodded slightly.

But I saw two figures, both rushing towards the field at an extremely fast speed. As soon as they took action, spiritual energy spread across the field and the wind blew.

Mata, who was squatting aside to watch the fight between the two, held his head and shouted pitifully, "It's over, it's over, it's over, I'm going to lose again this time! I'm losing! I'm going to lose the points again."

Hua Tao couldn't help but said, "Why do you always let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige?"

"I don't want to destroy Wei Feng! But you, Senior Brother Hua Tao, when you were fighting against Junior Sister Qiao on the first day, she threw her out of the circle with one hand, and you couldn't hold on even one move! Senior Brother Lu, your cultivation is different from yours Pretty much, do you think he can win?"

"Shut up!" Hua Tao glared at Mata angrily, "Hey, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute. Besides, I just underestimated the enemy that day, can you not always point it out? "

That day, I was thrown out of the circle without a single move from the little girl. This is simply a lifetime of scandal!

"Senior Brother, I don't want to say it either. But look, Senior Brother Lu only has the power to resist! Alas, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao is very cruel."

"Go, go, go." Hua Tao kicked him, "Shut up! Even if we lose this game, there will be three more games. Taking a step back, even if Duanmuqing wins, the other two brats will also They will definitely not be our opponents! After all calculations, it’s just a draw! Why are you so anxious?”

"A draw is worse!" Mata wailed, holding his head.

With the urinary temperament of the instructors he is familiar with, he will never let them simply fight together like this!

On the field, the little girl's whip shadows were moving, and she was throwing moves at Senior Brother Lu one after another. Senior Brother Lu and several instructors were very surprised.

The little girl is only a fifteenth-level mystic master who has not yet broken through to the spiritual realm. She can barely use the power of water spirits, which is already very shocking.

But now, her spiritual energy is endless.

Why is the spiritual power of a person who clearly has no spiritual veins superior to him?

Senior Brother Lu flipped and jumped into the air, quickly stepped on the Ishikawa nearby, cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Junior Sister Qiao, Senior Brother has lost."

Everyone took a closer look and saw a faint whip shadow falling on Senior Brother Lu's chest, which was caused by the Water Spirit Whip.

Mata sighed, "What should I do? It seems like it's really going to be a draw?"

He had a very bad feeling. After the draw, they would definitely have nothing to gain!

The most pitiful thing is that he doesn't know what the mentors will do to these poor little shrimps.

"Qiao Qiao is great!" Qi Xuanxuan jumped up with a smile, ran forward and took Qiao Mu's arm, and said with a smile, "Qiao Qiao, I knew you would win."

"In the next match, Kou Hongwen from the second team will fight against Jiang Shaoxin from the first team."

The little fat man immediately took out the double-headed hammer from his consciousness, jumped onto the field, and roared, "Senior Brother Jiang, come on!"

Jiang Shaoxin narrowed his eyes, and a black spear came out of his hand. The spiritual power of the gun body floated, and it was obviously a spiritual weapon.

"Junior Brother Kou, be careful."

The little fat man shouted loudly, stepped hard on the ground with his left foot, and like a small cannon, he rushed towards Senior Brother Jiang Shaoxin opposite.