Douluo Ball Lottery Draw System

(Two more)

The appearance of the Shenfeng Academy did not cause too many waves, and felt the cold sentiment towards the audience, and many students were ugly.

After all, they are all in their teens, and when they are still in a moody mood, they will show whatever they think.

Feng Xiaotian naturally also felt the emotions of his teammates, pursing his lips tightly, a flash of consciousness flashed in his eyes.

He had given Yang Ming a wake-up call just now, hoping that he could retreat from difficulties, but unfortunately Yang Ming was more confident than he had imagined, but he knew that there was a tiger in the mountain that was biased towards the tiger.

"As a result, don't blame me, Yang Ming."

Feng Xiaotian soothed himself in his heart. Suddenly he bit his teeth, bit the pill hidden under his tongue, and swallowed it into his stomach.

This aspect is due to the fact that the pseudo-death effect of the pill takes some time to be digested before it appears. On the other hand, it is also afraid that Feng Xiaotian has missed Yang Ming's postoperative surgery and failed to take the pill in the first time. , So the effect of this delay effect will be set specifically.

Feng Xiaotian, as the handle of the Kamikaze Academy, is already a forty-fourth-level assault warrior at a young age. It is also a wind-powered martial spirit blast two-headed wolf, which should have become the focus of the audience. .

But now, almost everyone's eyes are not on him, but on Yang Ming.

In their view, this game is no suspense, Yang Ming will, as always, win the game with one move.

Feng Xiaotian led the team members of the Kamikaze Academy to walk calmly into the ring, and set up according to the lineup of the past game. It looks like a decent.

Feng Xiaotian stood at the forefront, staring coldly at Yang Ming, saying:

"You shouldn't be here."

"But I still came."

Yang Ming looked indifferent, his hands were carried behind his back, and Feng Xiaotian saw "cut", saying:

"You will regret this."

If the two were confusing, the referee was a bit confused.

The referee simply regarded the two as air, and raised the right hand wearing white gloves, indicating that the players on both sides can release their martial spirits.

Unsurprisingly, the Shrek Academy side, except Yang Ming, consciously stepped back to the edge of the ring.

On the side of the Kamikaze Academy, this one unfolds its own soul ring.

A full set of dramas are to be done, and there is a sharp shriek in the mouth of Feng Xiaotian. A layer of blue light is surging out of him. The blue light is surging, and his body has obviously changed, accompanied by the crackling of bones. Muscles and bones swelled at the same time, the figure became huge, and the long hair on his head was rendered blue. The most peculiar thing was that a wolf head appeared from his shoulder.

The blue wolf's eyes were glorious, and he stared at Yang Ming violently, and a trace of chill kept releasing from him.

The blast of the two-headed wolf, the mutation of the blast of the wolf exists.

Swift Devil Wolf was originally a high-level martial spirit, but after mutating into a double-headed wolf, it has already made it close to the existence of top martial spirit.

It is with this powerful mutant Wuhun that Fengxiao Genius has today's achievements. Twenty-four years old and forty-four years old are among the most outstanding talents among their peers.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes stared at Yang Ming, as if he was talking to Yang Ming, and it seemed to be further hypnotizing himself, saying:

"I am twenty-four years old this year. When Wuhun was awakened when I was six years old, it was innately full of soul. All my achievements today are from my little savings. I appreciate your strength. But you shouldn’t have to do it, and you have to fight fire dance with me, this is something I absolutely cannot accept!"

Looking at Feng Xiaotian's eyes, his eyes were covered with fierce bloodshot eyes, a trace of unabashed maliciousness, Yang Ming smiled softly.

"You have any tricks, just come here."

The wind-smiling Sirius kissed slightly, revealing rows of sensuous fangs.

"Game start."

The referee announced at once that the soul rings on the seven students of the Kamikaze Academy on the field immediately shone brightly.

The space behind Yang Ming was like a stone dripping onto a calm lake, a circle of golden ripples rippling. He was about to cast the treasure of the king and project the weapon and martial spirit contained in it.

But at the next moment, I was full of confidence just now, and Feng Xiaotian, who wanted to take off the green hat, suddenly turned pale.

"puff!"

Feng Xiaotian opened his mouth with a spray, and at the same time, he dropped the sputtered blood in front of him, the whole person was lying on his back on the ground, the breath of living people disappeared at a very fast rate, and the temperature of the body surface died normally. The speed began to decline slowly.

Yang Ming: "???

This is the legend, I haven't started, you have already got down?

Upon seeing this, the referee immediately raised his right hand and signaled that the game that had just started immediately stopped temporarily.

In addition, the Big Fighting Soul Field is specially designed for the participants in the treatment department equipped with the Soul Master below, immediately catching up with the ring at a very fast speed, and making a comprehensive diagnosis for the unconscious wind and laughter.

The entire audience was immediately noisy. They didn't realize what was happening in it, and there were all kinds of speculations.

On the VIP table, Bishop Saras's mouth slightly raised a subtle arc, two thin palms overlapped on his chin, his eyes narrowed a gap, and he looked like a good show.

Bishop Saras, a platinum bishop, has already installed a lot of people in the Wuhun Temple among the audience. He pretended to be an ordinary audience sitting on the audience platform, and the wind laughed and fell unconscious, which seemed to be a signal of action. These disguised Wuhun The hall man immediately infiltrated some news among the audience.

Gradually, a certain consensus was formed among the audience.

Yang Ming killed Feng Xiaotian with his magical psychic skills!

There are many classic stories of the ancients, such as bullying gold, turning black horses upside down, referring to deer as horses, and three people as tigers. They all well illustrate that when public opinion has reached a certain consensus, it is even a conclusion to something.

Although ~www.ltnovel.com~ also has some sane viewers, it doesn't feel right, but seeing everyone around him bite, Yang Ming will also have self-doubt after killing Feng Xiaotian. It's not that I'm dazzled, so I'm shaken.

Looking at this scene, Emperor Xueye frowned and waved his hand. A shadow guard came to him and said:

"Go down and see what the **** is going on?"

"Yes!"

Yingwei left quietly, and then walked quietly around Fengxiaotian.

Before approaching, the shadow guard heard these psychic divisions arguing.

"Apnea, pulse pause, heart stop beating, he is dead."

"No, maybe I can save it?"

"Impossible, you look on his eyelids, his eyes have lost their luster, and it is already confirmed that it is brain death."