Chapter 220 A strange reappearance
"Captain, do we still want to fight?" The atmosphere of the Dou Ling Team was gloomy. After a while, one of the team members hesitated to speak.
Others also looked at Captain Lone Bamboo Sword at the same time.
They lost the game yesterday. According to the rules, today they can only defeat seven of the opponent with three people in order to turn defeat into victory and qualify for qualifying.
But the other party is Shrek!
They had no confidence in dealing with Huo Yuhao alone. It was basically impossible to defeat him three times and seven times.
In other words, they are 99.99% guaranteed to lose this game!
Guzhujian glanced at Huo Yuhao who was walking towards the stage, gritted his teeth and said, "Of course we have to fight! Don't forget, we represent the Dou Ling Royal Academy and the face of the Dou Ling Empire!"
"Even if Shrek is powerful, if we admit defeat even if we don't dare to fight, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the Dou Ling Empire!"
"This"
The other team members looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.
Because what Lone Bamboo Sword said makes sense.
It seems that even though they know they will lose, they still have to bite the bullet.
Guzhujian’s face was solemn, and he said to the girl with neat short hair: "Ling'er, you are in the first game."
"Huo Yuhao should be a fifth-level soul engineer. , long-range attacks are what he is best at, and your lightning mink martial spirit is invincible at its level."
"When the game starts, you will explode with all your strength. Don't give him a chance to accumulate energy. Try to catch him off guard. With your speed, you might be able to give him a try!"
"Yes, captain!" Han Ling'er nodded heavily, clenched her fists, and walked towards the stage with some anxiety.
As the spirit master of the Dou Ling Team, Han Ling'er is about 1.7 meters tall and looks about eighteen or nineteen years old.
Although his appearance is a bit ordinary, his figure is very toned and slender.
Especially her long legs are very eye-catching, and the close-fitting outfit fully highlights her excellent body curves.
Huo Yuhao looked at it with interest for a moment and shook his head slightly.
Compared with Qiuer’s big S, she can only be regarded as a small S at best.
After the players from both sides stood up, the referee waved his hand and said loudly: "Start!"
Before the referee finished speaking, a light flashed in Han Ling'er's hand, and a pair of silver balls appeared instantly. dagger.
The blade of the sword shone with cold light, obviously extremely sharp.
Two yellow, three purple, and five soul rings appeared on Han Ling'er's body instantly.
The second, fourth and fifth soul rings shone one after another, a layer of white light covering the broken blade, spitting out a three-foot-long sword light, and the sharpness increased sharply again.
Han Ling'er's figure instantly disappeared on the spot, as if transformed into a strange lightning, rushing towards Huo Yuhao in the shape of a snake.
Seeing Han Ling'er's performance, Wang Yan in the audience blurted out: "Melee soul guide?"
"You should pay attention, any soul master who uses a melee soul guide, Maybe their soul skills will be weaker, but their melee abilities will definitely be extremely powerful.”
"The best way to deal with them is to keep them away from them as much as possible, otherwise..."
Wang Yan was still seizing every opportunity to explain to these young disciples, but the situation on the field had suddenly changed!
Huo Yuhao’s mental detection has been launched since the moment he came on the field, and the entire stadium has been included in the surveillance scope.
To outsiders, Han Ling'er's speed and movement were as fast as a ghost.
But in Huo Yuhao's mental detection, he could clearly see every detail of the opponent's movements and running trajectory.
Huo Yuhao shook his head slightly and murmured: "It's all bells and whistles." Then he repeated his old trick, activated the simulated soul skill, and then threw his spell-casting prop "Gate" out, landing on Han Ling'er's path. .
But in the eyes of everyone outside, Huo Yuhao still just stood there with a calm expression, without any movement.
Facing Huo Yuhao, who was as steady as an old dog, Han Ling'er had a look of uncertainty in her eyes.
Because in the previous games, Huo Yuhao was almost always so aggressive, and then he won inexplicably.
But the arrow was on the string, and she had no choice but to shoot.
Han Ling'er raised her hand and waved her sword, and stabbed Huo Yuhao with two sharp sword lights!
However, the next moment, a scene similar to Shen Ce's appeared again!
Han Ling'er, who was thrusting at extremely fast speed, suddenly froze up and instantly lost consciousness during the sprint. His whole body went limp and he was thrown towards Huo Yuhao by inertia!
Looking at the slender and delicate body that was bumping towards him due to inertia, Huo Yuhao glanced at her lightly. He looked elegant but actually took a step to the side very quickly. He raised his left hand and moved Han Ling'er accurately. Stopped!
Looking at Han Ling'er, which was hanging slightly on Huo Yuhao's arm like clothes, the whole place was silent!
“For the first time in the individual competition, Huo Yuhao wins!”
As the referee announced the result, the audience suddenly burst into exclamations!
Although he didn’t have those fancy soul skills, Huo Yuhao’s clean, elegant and mysterious fighting style still made their hearts swell!
Everyone in the Shrek rest area stared at Wang Yan silently.
Wang Yan's mouth opened slightly, and what he just said came to an abrupt end. After a while, he added awkwardly: "If it's Huo Yuhao, it doesn't matter if he gets close."
The rest area of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, Everyone was silent.
Ma Rulong looked solemn: "It's like this again. It's exactly the same as Shen Ce before. How did he do it?"
"This Han Ling'er's speed is much faster than Shen Ce's. Oh, what a weird ability.”
“What the hell is his martial spirit?”
The same question also appeared in the minds of other contestants watching the academy.
“Next one.” Huo Yuhao’s plain voice sounded slowly on the field.
Douling Royal Academy, Gu Zhujian looked pale.
He is also a melee-type soul master. He is not as good as his opponent in long-range attacks. He doesn't even know how to lose in melee combat. How can he fight like this?
"Captain."
"Captain, is it really necessary to fight? Even Han Ling'er can't hold on for 10 seconds, we"
Looking at his teammates whose faces were full of fear and doubt, Lone Bamboo Sword knew their mentality. It's already a bit broken.
He gritted his teeth and looked at the calm-looking young man on the field, clenching his fists.
He knew that his team's morale had quickly fallen to the bottom at this time, but the problem was that this individual competition had only been held for one time!
He would definitely not be willing to give up like this.
Moreover, losing is really ugly!
I don’t know if he could see Gu Zhujian’s inner struggle, but Qian Yuan, the vice-captain of the Dou Ling Team, suddenly stood up, looking as if he was about to die: “Captain, let me try again!”< br>
“If we just give up like this, we will really become a joke when we return to the academy!”
Gu Zhujian’s eyes brightened, he looked at Qian Yuan, and patted him heavily on the shoulder. : "Okay! You are worthy of being the 'unlucky bear' of our college. Go ahead. No matter what the result is, at least you must show the style of our college!"
"Yes, captain!" Qian Yuan said loudly.
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