Check in Wang Feng from Douluo

"Start Checking in with Douluo Wang Feng"

Wang Feng was indeed a little shocked.

He has not played for six consecutive days. It stands to reason that the teams behind him should not have the guts to play again.

Wang Feng can be considered happy and comfortable, and it's just right not to play.

He didn't expect to encounter an academy that refused to admit defeat, which surprised Wang Feng.

If it were a well-known elemental college in the empire like Tianshui College, Wang Feng would still understand, or if it were a college with a high record and wanted to give it a try, Wang Feng would also understand.

But this rubbish academy, which had lost nineteen of its twenty games, didn't give up?

Could it be that you are letting yourself go?

"Well, my soul power is empty. I'm going back first. You can go watch the game."

Wang Feng coughed a few times and said, "Watch it, this game is a bit weird."

With that said, Wang Feng held his head with his hands and walked out of the lounge seemingly weakly.

"Brother, Brother Feng only used his soul skill once, so it shouldn't be like this, right?"

Xiao Wu looked at Wang Feng's back and wondered.

Tang San said in a low voice: "Of course I'm faking it. That soul skill is too powerful. In order not to reveal too much, Brother Feng pretended to be weak and made other teams think he could only use it once. Of course he was faking it." If he goes back in high spirits now, wouldn’t it be obvious that he’s just pretending?”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"Okay, let's go watch the game quickly. This game gives me a weird feeling."

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When Wang Feng came to lead the Purple Star Academy rest area, he learned the name of this team.

Huangquan College.

Although there is no such thing as Huangquan in this world, Wang Feng still feels a little weird when he hears such a name.

"A very weak team..."

Dean Feilun said calmly, "For you, it only takes a few seconds. The highest level of their team is only thirty-four, and the average is thirty-two... Among the senior colleges in Tiandou City, they are better than us." It’s much worse.”

"But this team never gave up in any game."

After Dean Feilun finished speaking, he handed the information to Wang Feng to read.

Wang Feng actually looked at it this time, because he might think it was a little strange.

After reading.

"Isn't this too rubbish?"

Wang Feng was speechless. He looked at it for a long time. Among the seven members of the Huangquan Academy team, there was not even a thirty-five-level person.

Among the more than 20 teams, this is really the bottom-level academy. No wonder the record is so poor.

Moreover, the quality of martial souls is not high.

The best martial spirit Wang Feng has seen is the horn insect martial spirit. This is an insect-like martial spirit with strong defense and certain offensive capabilities.

He is the beast spirit with the highest quality spirit among the seven.

The rest are just rotten fish and shrimp.

After Wang Feng took a look at the information, he led the six people onto the ring.

Perhaps out of curiosity that there were still other colleges that dared to compete against Purple Star College, the audience seemed a little excited.

For fans who haven’t seen Jiuyi Kai for a long time, they are naturally even happier.

Although they all know the result, when Jiuyi takes the field and sees each other, they will naturally cheer and be happy.

on the ring.

Even the referee was a little hungry and sleepy, too lazy to cheer up. He was obviously speechless and uninterested in the challenge of such a weak academy.

If it were the other Elemental Schools, there would be something to see.

But what can such a weak academy do? Not to mention ten seconds, even four or five seconds would probably not last.

Wang Feng also saw the members of Huangquan Academy, five men and two women, all with average looks and builds, the kind that would not be easy to find in a crowd.

He doesn't seem to be very old, around 20 years old. The captain's martial spirit is the horned insect martial spirit with the best quality among the martial arts seen in the information.

"Game start!"

The referee said lazily.

After saying that, he retreated to the high platform aside.

At the same time, five of the seven people from Huangquan Academy activated their martial spirits and rushed towards Wang Feng. Two auxiliary soul masters behind them were applying status to them.

Wang Feng looked even more confused.

What did he think these seven people could hide? So he rushed over like this?

The one who came at the head was the captain. The three soul rings on his body lit up directly. He seemed to have turned into a horned insect, with an extremely sharp horn growing out of his head, containing a layer of milky white light. .

The other four people attacked at the same time.

"No... with this level of strength... there's no reason to go out and fight?"

Wang Feng wondered, with the strength of these five people, not to mention him, even Dai Mubai could handle it.

He originally thought that the opponent might have some hidden moves, but now it seems that they are too weak.

Seeing several people attacking, Wang Feng frowned slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, his black robe floated, he just gently used one hand and slapped the captain away.

Then came a few slaps, sending the other four people flying.

In a few blinks, all five people fell to the ground, leaving only the two auxiliary female soul masters in the distance, who opened their mouths and said:

"We concede defeat."

Hearing this, another strange light flashed in Wang Feng's eyes.

This battle is a little weird.

It's so weird, there's always something wrong...Wang Feng filtered it from beginning to end.

These seven people were in ordinary colleges with low soul power levels, and their attacks were mediocre.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, as if he thought of something.

I feel a little chilled in my heart!

At this time, the referee also stretched and planned to declare victory.

But at this moment...a scream rang out from the mouths of two female soul masters in the distance:

"Dead...dead!"

As soon as the words came out, the whole place fell into silence!

Countless spectators trembled violently!

The referee also froze on the spot, suddenly turned around and walked over.

I saw the captain lying on the ground at this time, his eyes were white, and there was a slap on his chest.

The referee walked over and checked, and his heart sank.

Man, I'm out of breath.

Seeing the referee's extremely solemn expression, many people's hearts sank.

There are rules in the competition, and no one is allowed to kill anyone.

Once this happens, at least everyone will be disqualified from the competition!

Countless pairs of eyes suddenly looked at Jiuyikai!

"Are you still using such dirty tricks? Are you trying to get into trouble?"

Wang Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

With his control over power, the slap just now could at best knock the opponent away, but it was impossible to kill him.

But under the gaze of everyone, even ten thousand mouths couldn't explain it clearly.

Wang Feng really didn't expect that there would be such a dirty method.

Wang Feng knew who it was without even thinking about it. It must be the fault of Wuhun Palace, or that platinum bishop Salas.

The reason is very simple. He rejected invitations from various forces a few days ago, including Wuhun Palace.

In addition, his identity is mysterious and he has not even agreed to basic contact. There is a high probability that the other party is responsible.

Wang Feng walked over, but halfway, he was stopped by the referee.