Chapter 357： The trap of no solution (6) (2/2)

”Game start!”

The referee said lazily.

After speaking, he retreated to the high platform aside.

At the same time, of the seven people in Huangquan Academy, five of them directly activated the martial arts, rushing towards Wang Feng, and two auxiliary spirit masters behind them were imposing status on them.

Wang Feng was even more confused.

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

It was the captain who came in the lead. The three spirit rings on his body were directly lit up, and the whole person seemed to have become a hornworm, with a sharp horn growing on top of his head, which contained a layer of milky white light. .

The other four people attacked at the same time.

”No...just this strength...no reason to play?”

Wang Feng wondered, just the strength of these five people, let alone him, one Dai Mubai could handle it.

He thought that the other party might have some hidden moves, but now it seems to be too weak.

Seeing several people approaching, Wang Feng frowned slightly, his eyes flickered, and his black robe floated. He just gently moved a hand and slapped the captain directly into the air.

Then there was a few slaps and slapped the other four people away.

After a few blinks, all five of them fell to the ground, leaving only the two auxiliary female soul masters in the distance, opening their mouths:

”We admit defeat.”

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

This battle is a bit weird.

It's too weird, there is always something wrong...Wang Feng filtered one side from beginning to end.

The ordinary academy where these seven people belonged was at a lower level of spirit power, and then attacked mediocrely.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, as if thinking of something.

Slightly drunk in my heart!

At this time, the referee also stretched his waist, intending to declare victory.

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

”Dead...dead!”

As soon as the words came out, the audience fell silent!

Countless audiences trembled suddenly!

The referee also stayed there, then suddenly turned and walked over.

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

The referee walked over, checked, his heart sank.

People are out of breath.

Seeing the referee's face extremely solemn, many people's hearts were also sinking.

There are rules in the contest, and there is no way to kill people.

Once this happens, at least it will be disqualified!

Countless pairs of eyes suddenly opened to Jiu Yi!

”Still playing such nasty tricks? Touching porcelain?”

The corner of Wang Feng's mouth twitched slightly ~ With his control of power, the slap just now was at most knocking the opponent into the air, it was impossible to kill the opponent.

But under the eyes of all the people, even if there were 10,000 mouths, they couldn't tell.

Wang Feng really didn't expect that there would be such nasty means.

Wang Feng almost knew who it was without even thinking about it. It must be the Spirit Hall, or rather, the ghost of the platinum bishop Salas.

The reason is very simple. He rejected the invitation of the various forces a few days ago, naturally including Wuhun Palace.

In addition, his identity is mysterious, and he didn't even agree to basic contact. There is a high probability that the other party is the ghost.

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