From the Queen's Descends, Collapse Douluo

Chapter 75 Finals are coming soon
"Qian Fei, what is this doing to Wang Dong?!"

At this time, a deep voice sounded, and a tall figure had come to the side of blue-haired Zhou Yi without anyone noticing.

"That is the purification ability of the light elemental martial spirit."

It was the sail feathers that were also dyed blue.

"The ability to purify is a talent unique to elemental martial souls, especially light and water elements. I think Qian Fei is just dissolving Wang Dong's soul power to make her lose her fighting power."

Wang Yan seemed to understand the explanation given by Lanfa Fanyu, "So that's how it is. It seems that Wang Dong's life is not in danger. We can wait until Qian Fei is finished before announcing the winner."

Looking at Xuan Zi next to him, he did not raise any objection, but just kept staring at Qian Fei.

Wang Yan’s research on elemental martial spirits is still not thorough. Since the two academy leaders said it was normal, he would not say anything.

No one noticed that the blue-haired Fanyu covered his forehead, and under his palm, a hint of mockery flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"Ah ah ah..."

On the field, Wang Dong's wailing was gradually weakening. He felt that something of his was being taken away by Qian Fei!
"let me go……"

"Give it back to me!" The only response she got was Qian Fei's cold shout. She exerted force again and pulled her palm back. A streak of blood appeared on Wang Dong's forehead. Then his eyes went black and he fell backwards.

The invigilator no longer dared to hesitate, and rushed into the venue in a flash. After checking Wang Dong and "not finding" any direct injuries, he announced that Qian Mu's team won.

"here you go!!"

Mu Jin slammed the table and cheered for her students.

Almost under the gaze of the entire audience, Qian Mu's team left the stage gracefully.

Qian Fei clenched her right palm, tightly holding a soft, illusory golden sword.

"...Hehe, you are indeed Tang San. You actually gave me the Angel's Holy Sword that I left behind..."

She was holding back a rage in her heart, but at the same time she felt relieved. Fortunately, the last inheritance of the angel clan was back in her hands.

"Got it back?" Qian Mu's voice softened for once.

"Ah."

Qian Mu tilted her head back slightly, a blue light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and Zhou Yi and Fan Yu left the examination venue in silence.

However, what Shibao didn't know was that her actions made her class teacher's eyes slightly red. She held the railing of the platform tightly with both hands, her eyes were already misty, and her heart suffered a thousand points of critical hit.

Qian Fei hid the golden sword in her right hand and took the initiative to hug Qian Mu for the first time: "Sister, thank you..."

Shi Bao was stunned, then, seeing Xiao Xiao's somewhat unnatural expression, he hugged his good sister back.

"What are you talking about? Is my sister not a trustworthy person? Let's go, Fei'er, let's go back to the dormitory and have a good rest so that we can continue the competition tomorrow."

"Um……"

There are only four teams left in the knockout round, which is the semi-final stage, and the other eliminated teams are not eligible to continue watching the game.

When Bai Hei Shuang Xue and Xiao Xiao arrived at the competition venue in the afternoon, they immediately attracted strong attention from the other three teams.

The remaining four teams are naturally led by Soul Master players: Xie Huanyue Team, Ning Tian Team, Dai Huabin Team and Qian Mu Team.

This made Mu Jin very proud. She smiled so hard that her face broke. She began to imagine her future teaching career with promotion and salary increase. Because three teams participating in the semi-finals were from her freshman class nine.

All twelve freshmen who entered the semi-finals stood together, and the person in charge of drawing lots today was still Du Weilun, the director of the Wuhun Department of the Foreign Affairs College.

Actually... originally, Yan Shaozhe, the Dean of the Wuhun Department's External Affairs College, would have been present today.

As for what happened and what caused this... Beibeilong doesn't know~

Du Weilun glanced at the twelve young faces, feeling gratified but also a little jealous.

When I was the head teacher of the freshmen class, how could I be as glorious as Mu Jin? These 9 students were all in her class!
"Freshmen Class 9, Qian Mu's team, come forward and draw lots." This time, the first to draw lots were still the focus of the championship, Qian Mu's group.

Captain Qian Mu stepped forward and calmly took out a small white ball from the signature box in Du Weilun's hand.

Du Weilun smiled slightly and said, "Girl, I wish you and your team win the championship."

"It's simple." Qian Mu did not show any modesty. He was still lively and playful and returned to the team.

"Freshman Class Nine, Qian Mu Team, sign number two."

"Next, freshman class nine, Dai Huabin's team draws lots."

Dai Huabin walked up to the stage, saluted Du Weilun, and drew a lot. He bowed to the dean and handed the lot to him.

"Dai Huabin's team, sign in number one." After Du Weilun's announcement, Dai Huabin walked back to his team. However, before returning to the team, he took one more look at Qian Mu on the far right, his eyes revealing his fighting spirit and unwillingness to accept the defeat.

Qian Mu completely ignored the look of a certain little brain axe and continued chatting and laughing with his sister.

The drawing of lots continued, and no one noticed the change in Dai Huabin's expression after he returned to the team. It was not until all the drawings were finished that he stood firm again.

But Zhu Lu beside him could still feel his body trembling. It was the trembling of emotions reaching their limit.

"Hua Bin, calm down... Can you still compete?" Zhu Lu asked worriedly.

Now is not the time to ask reasons because the semi-finals are about to begin.

Dai Huabin took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, nodded gently, and said: "I can do it. Lulu... As long as we win the game this afternoon, tomorrow, it will be another battle with Qian Mu. We must win!!"

There is obviously no deep hatred between them, but Dai Huabin is just like that. He is extremely competitive and cannot accept that he cannot compare to anyone in all aspects.

In fact, if he thought about it too much, Dai Huabin always felt that Qian Mu was not magnanimous, but she simply treated him as air!
"A cold light flashed in Dai Huabin's eyes, "Tomorrow, I will let you know the true strength of me... no, the Netherworld White Tiger! ! "

This extremely strong fluctuation of negative emotions was caught by Qian Fei who was playing with her sister.

She slightly side-glanced at Dai Huabin, and a hint of darkness quietly disappeared in the depths of her sky-blue eyes.

"Do you also want to join ■■'s stage?"

Counting the numbers, they have won 11 games in a row. Due to Wang Dong's identity, it is not possible to move for the time being. Qian Fei has already built 32 basic foundations of the [stage].

Now that I have found another piece of high-quality blue brick, what reason is there to refuse?
Moreover, Dai Huabin’s surname is Dai... The black-haired girl next to him, if I guess correctly, her surname is Zhu, right?

Qian Renxue suddenly had a bad idea.

[The fallen angel god, the pseudo-hersrer Qian Renxue, and the compatibility of the Herrscher of the Thousands have risen again. ]

　It must be Shibao who was naughty and corrupted my computer at the critical moment. It must have been Shibao who did it!
　　
　
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