Douluo: Peerless Light.

Chapter 227
In just a few seconds, Jiang Nannan, who had been suppressed so much before, tried to win in defeat, forcibly created opportunities for his teammates, and defeated an attacking soul sect who was far stronger than himself.

Everyone felt that their throats seemed to be choked, and that feeling could not be described in words.

In the battle zone, Qian Zhaoguang clenched his fists hard.

If Yan'er's reaction was not too sharp, Wang Dong and Jiang Nannan might really have the possibility of winning.

What a pity, what a pity.

The two of Zhengtian Academy are not fools, and the spirit ring is the standard optimal ratio.

Few people who can make it to this round are ordinary people.

What's more, they were still the top eight in the last game!
Under all these circumstances, Jiang Nannan, who had no cheats, was able to take Wang Dong, who had just entered the soul lord, and forcibly replace one of them under the desperate situation of being overwhelmed. It is not a miracle.

On the stage, Wang Dong barely extinguished the burning purple flame on his body.

She, who has always paid great attention to image, has no image at all at this time.

Ragged and bruised, these two words are enough to describe her current state.

A head of pink-blue hair was scorched yellow by the flames, and the end of the hair that was enough to make any girl envious was curly and split.

The originally white, tender and handsome face was blackened when the fireball exploded forcibly, like a miner who had just been rescued from a black coal mine.

He opened his mouth slightly, and black smoke came out of his mouth.

In order not to let Jiang Nannan forcibly create the opportunity in vain, in order to make up for this attack in time, she did not hesitate to resist the exploding fireball with her body, and made up with Butterfly God Slash at close range.

Butterfly God Slash's attack cannot lock on the opponent, it can only be released at close range.

You know, the effective attack distance of this move is only five meters!

Beyond five meters, the Butterfly God Slash gradually dissipated, becoming non-aggressive.

Under the darkness, Wang Dong's eyes were extremely hot.

A strong fighting spirit rose, like a hungry wolf about to devour people.

Even if she knew it well, the blood wolf in front of him who was almost in its heyday only needed one attack to knock her down.

But she still stood refusing to admit defeat, and moved forward slowly step by step.

The golden light slowly lit up on her left arm, shining a warm light.

Ever since the start of the competition, Wang Dong has been holding back a lot of energy in his heart.

She wants to do something for this team.

In the previous matches, Qian Chaoguang single-handedly won two victories for Shrek, and even planned the tactics for the next match.

The accuracy of the information is even down to the opponents and the soul skills they use in each match.

The same is true for Huo Yutong, who forcibly killed the soul king in a flash in the last battle.

But what about her?
Only she, from the establishment of the team to the present, has not done more than half of it.

From the beginning of training, I was the one who was holding back.

Until now, it still is.

Wang Dong was unwilling.

She was not reconciled to being such a waste, a waste that dragged her feet.

Especially when she took the initiative to choose to play with Jiang Nannan as the bait destined to be sacrificed.

She just wanted to do something for the team as much as possible.

Under her usual heartless appearance, there is a proud, fiery, and unyielding heart hidden.

In the center of the stage, the tall blood wolf watched Wang Dong slowly walking in his direction.

When he saw Wang Dong's eyes, he felt palpitations.

It seemed that what was walking towards him was not a wounded and nearly exhausted soul master, but an extremely majestic lion.

Even if the body is riddled with holes, you must stretch out your sharp claws and show your fangs!

Off the field, apart from the movement of the medical personnel rescuing the two wounded, it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Everyone's heart was tightened.

Wang Yan's fists were clenched tightly, and it took almost all of his strength to hold back. He held back and didn't shout out—we admit defeat, these four words.

This is the pride in Wang Dong's heart.

The breath of the arena is extremely dignified, as if a century has passed.

Wang Dong, who tried his best, finally moved in front of the somewhat sluggish blood wolf.

She sucked in the air reluctantly, and every breath she took through the respiratory tract that had been burned by the flames had a strong smell of blood, and it was hot and painful.

Snapped.

The blood wolf stared in a daze at the soft, powerless punch that hit him on the abdomen.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the limp Wang Dong, so that she didn't fall to the ground.

After she swung that last punch, she was exhausted and passed out.

The referee jumped up, skipped over the wide competition platform, and came straight to the blood wolf.

He checked Wang Dong's body first, and stuffed a elixir into her mouth, and then he stood up straight.

A deep voice echoed in the arena: "In this game, Zhengtian Academy won. The two sides played against each other in two, two, and three. The current score is one to one. The winner will be decided in the final three-on-three match."

As soon as the referee's voice fell, several people in the audience rushed up at the same time, and Wang Dong was carried back to the waiting area.

Jiang Nannan had already been treated by a soul master of the healing department just now, and now she has been sent back to the hotel to recuperate.

Wang Yan took out Shrek's own healing elixir and stuffed it into Wang Dong's mouth, then signaled to the staff at the side to carefully send it back to the hotel as well.

After the referee announced the winner, the audience fell into silence and silence.

I don't know who was the first to applaud.

Applause gradually sounded.

It was a little sparse at first, but as more and more people joined, the applause gradually became more and more enthusiastic.

The applause doesn't just belong to Shrek.

It belongs to both sides of the competition.

Whether it is Jiang Nannan who seeks victory in defeat and fights against adversity, or Wang Dong who fights to the end and fights fearlessly;

Whether it is Yan'er who is calm in the face of danger and sacrifices his life for hard work, or a blood wolf who promotes style and gentlemanly demeanor;
They all deserve the applause.

This round robin match was undoubtedly extremely tragic.

After two games, six people were unconscious and four were seriously injured.

Both sides won a match, all of which were tragic victories.

Not giving up and working hard in desperate situations is the core spirit of the Soul Fighting Competition.

It's just that this kind of hard work is really miserable.

In the waiting zone, Qian Chaoguang had completely calmed down.

There are no other emotions in his eyes anymore, only the belief of victory is left.

Four people fought, two were seriously injured, and two were unconscious.

The next game must be won!

Beibei's eyes narrowed slightly, as if there were lightning flashes.

At this moment, his fighting spirit has also been raised to the extreme, like a volcano that may erupt at any time.

He Caitou didn't say anything, just touched his storage soul guide.

There, there is a super concentrated energy soul guidance cannon.

　Thanks to the book friend 20210724204602184 boss for the reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)