That's fine This pod-like plant grows a total of four, and this time twelve mung beans are smashed out.
Moreover, from the female summoner's side, a yellow plant quickly grew, and this thing was a little strange, looking like coral.
As soon as it grew, streams of yellow mist diffused out.
This mist doesn't have any direct attack power, but the plants that are contaminated with it grow wildly and attack like they have eaten stimulants.
A series of strange sounds sounded, Yang Wenzhao naturally would not be hit by those beans, but every bean that was punctured by him was splashed with juice, and his defense was not invulnerable after all, and his body was suddenly stained with a lot.
These green liquids have a botanical fragrance and are non-toxin, but they are extremely viscous.
After getting some contamination, Yang Wenzhao suddenly felt that his movements had become much slower.
In almost all previous games, only Yang Wenzhao suppressed others, and when he was suppressed by others, this feeling was not only unfamiliar to him, but also extremely unpleasant.
On the rostrum, Han Qian looked at the Spirit Emperor Sanshui who was sitting not far away, and said in surprise: "This girl is good, the summoning speed is so fast."
The staff in her hand must not be ordinary. ” Sanshui snorted and said, "Don't make excuses if you lose."
Xiaomo, this girl is born with a strong affinity for plants, and it is said that she has a certain elf blood.
No matter how good the staff is, the person who uses it must be good. ” "I'm afraid it's hard to lose," Han Qian smiled and shook her head, "Although this girl is good, it's impossible to win this game."
Wen Zhao is the most favorable candidate for our Knight Temple to compete for the first place. ” Lin Chen, the Holy Demon Master who was sitting next to Sanshui, suddenly poked his head out and said, "Hey, I remember saying not long ago that one of the contestants in your Knight Temple was seriously injured by a human stab, it can't be him." ” Sanshui suddenly smiled, smiling very happily.
Han Qian said with a look of shame: "Xiao Linzi, slap your face."
Okay, you'll wait. ” Lin Chen laughed and said, "I'm so scared."
Ying Suifeng sat aside and said lightly: "Even if this kid Yang Wenzhao was injured, it was also caused by the people of our Assassin Temple, what is so funny about you."
In my opinion, the top four of this competition may not be able to see the people of your magic temple. ” The six major temples have three melee and three spells, and they are somewhat competitive with each other.
Naturally, it's melee pro melee, and spell pro spell.
The contestants below naturally didn't expect that these big names would also quarrel, and Yang Wenzhao in the field also broke out at this time.
The plant summoner on the other side was much more difficult than he imagined, the surrounding plants suddenly became crazy, and the red spikes that came to sneak attack at some point, coupled with the sticky green liquid on his body, made Yang Wenzhao a little violent.
A strong golden light instantly rose from Yang Wenzhao's body, and at this moment, his inner spiritual power not only radiated outward, but also showed a flame-like appearance, and the blazing golden light burst out from his body.
The green slime that limited his speed vanished in an instant, and all the thorns that rushed around him entered the flames, all of which turned to ashes.
Bright Flame Long Haochen was shocked in his heart, this skill was also recorded in the Inheritance Ring left to him by his father, but he had not yet cultivated it.
According to the annotation left by his father, this skill requires spiritual power above the fifth order and second level to be used.
Light and fire are inseparable, and the fire of the sun is even hotter, a pure flame of light, and the temperature is extremely high.
The fire of light that erupts from its own liquid spiritual power has the ability to scorch all darkness and corrosion.
For the punishment knight, it has a great effect.
This skill is also one of the secret techniques, and it is required for all fifth-order punishment knights.
This skill is extremely powerful, with three major effects: attacking, defending, and driving away negative effects.
However, behind the great power, its consumption is also huge.
Activating this skill requires 200 liquid spiritual power, and 30 spiritual power is consumed for each breath that lasts.
Even a fifth-order knight can't last too long when using it.
There is no doubt that fire is the most lethal to plants, and although those iron thorns have become crazy under the stimulation of the yellow mist, they can only wither in the face of this bright fire.
Yang Wenzhao let out a long roar from his mouth, pointed his toes on the ground, and attacked again.
The blazing flame of light had burned all the plants close to him, and all he had to do was fend off the red spikes that were still in a hurry.
Moreover, with the scorching of the flame of light, the power of the spikes was also greatly reduced.
The female summoner hidden in the bushes looked a little panicked, since she could accurately hit Yang Wenzhao's location, she could naturally feel the speed of his assault at this time.
A series of spells like a raging bean spat out of her mouth, and the staff in her hand pointed to the ground, and suddenly, two fiery red plants like cherries quickly grew, and her own body suddenly moved sideways at high speed.
If you look closely, you can see that there is an extra vine around her waist at some point, and the source of this vine is on the side of the summoning magic she first released.
At this time, the vines pulled her body and flew sideways quickly, and the iron thorns naturally made way for a path, and the speed was even faster than Yang Wenzhao's assault.
The next moment she moved out, Yang Wenzhao had already arrived at the location she had been before, and at a glance he saw the plants that were still spraying spikes and the pods.
Yang Wenzhao was slightly stunned, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and the two heavy swords swept towards the plants in front of him with a blazing light fire.
Although the power of these plants is very great, their defensive power is much worse, and they are suddenly shattered in an instant like a hot knife into butter.
Yang Wenzhao's plan was very clear, his opponent was only a fourth-order summoner, his spiritual power was limited, and it was not liquid spiritual power.
As long as her summons are destroyed as much as possible, she will also lose the capital to compete with herself.
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Just as he swept away the attacking plants, two large red fruits appeared in his sight.
The two red fruits had swelled to the size of a pumpkin, and they were still expanding at an alarming rate.
A sense of crisis crept up.
While Yang Wenzhao quickly retreated, his two swords swung together, and the two light slashing swords formed a cross slash, slashing towards the red fruit.
Hey, sometimes, some people just change Long Haochen with less hands, maybe they won't split these two swords, because they already feel the danger, and it is the most correct to stay away.
But Yang Wenzhao is a pure punishment knight, and the attack has long been deep in the bone marrow, so he is tragic and booming The huge roar made the entire knight's trial ground tremble violently, and everyone was stunned to see a mushroom cloud burst up from the center of the Iron Thorn.
The female summoner, who had already been hiding far away, subconsciously took off the cloak on her head, revealing a pretty face that was disgusting and happy, and stuck out her tongue, "The power of this violent cherry is really not small."
It's not going to kill him."
On the rostrum in the distance, Han Qian stood up suddenly, not only him, but also these bigwigs watching the battle.
Because they all know what Yang Wenzhao's true identity is, being stabbed by the Assassin Temple before has already caused the Knight Temple to have a seizure, if there is really a good one, I am afraid that "Sanshui" Han Qian shouted angrily.
Granny Sanshui's facial muscles twitched, "I really don't know about this."
When will this girl summon such a thing?
I didn't teach her."
"Ahem, ahem," a series of coughs came from the field.
An embarrassed figure emerged from the iron thorns.
He was really a little laughing like that, the original beautiful armor had turned scorched black at this time, the helmet was also blown away, his hair was curled by the explosion, the armor on his arms and body was damaged in many places, faintly revealing bloodstains, and his face was even blacker and redter.
It looks like a down-and-out beggar.
"I, I" Yang Wenzhao's depression at this time is simply indescribable.
If he didn't use his sword to split, the violent cherry that could only explode in place might not hurt him much, but his split was equivalent to a direct detonation.
Although he was already retreating, the explosive power of this violent cherry was indeed strong, but fortunately, he still had a fire of light burning in his body, and he still had time to wield his dual swords with all his strength to protect the vital point.
Otherwise, this violent explosion would have really hit him hard.
However, even so, at this time, there was no pain in his whole body. looked at the girl opposite, her eyes were full of anger.
The golden light reappeared, and a holy light shield rose up, which did not mean that the punishment knight would not be able to heal or support skills at all.
The Holy Mask is an essential healing skill for every knight.
A pair of swords re-emitted a dazzling golden light, and Yang Wenzhao stared viciously at the female summoner who showed her appearance not far away, and strode towards the other party.
"Okay, okay, you can still fight, then I'll admit defeat."
Bai Xiaomo said helplessly.
As Yang Wenzhao expected, her cultivation was only of the fourth order after all, and in the previous series of continuous magic, most of her spiritual power had been consumed.
It's no longer possible to set it up like it used to.
In that case, fortunately, I threw in the towel.
The pace of the charge stopped abruptly, Yang Wenzhao only felt that there seemed to be a breath of breath in his chest, this is considered a win, have you ever seen a person who won like himself was so embarrassed with grief and indignation on his face, and thought to himself that he was simply the spokesperson for the word pathos.
Can you not do this?
To be continued: