The boulder blocking Bailishi's heart finally fell.
He thought to himself: "This prayer throwing method works quite well. Sure enough, the end of science is metaphysics."
When it comes to the effectiveness of prayer, naturally one cannot blindly trust it. After all, Gao Guru is a typical example.
The steps are almost the same, but the results are completely opposite.
Finally, it is Murong Sanshui's turn. At present, everyone except Murong Sanshui has a positive number, so there is no doubt that the one point difference between her and Lei Mingjie is the smallest.
But at this moment, her symbol screen has not been thrown. If it is a positive number, there will be two losers in this round. She whispered: "It is better to have a negative number."
This way there will be no casualties.
Murong Sanshui threw the last symbol sieve. Lei Mingjie was more interested in it than her at the moment. His little life was in the hands of this white-haired girl.
"-" sign, Lei Mingjie lay back and muttered to himself: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous."
The second round of the "Deadly Sieve" game ended, and Han Lu declared the loser to be Murong Sanshui.
"Murong Sanshui will be punished by beheading, and the 60-second countdown to death will begin."
Lin Jian still held a death-free gold medal in his hand, but except for a few of his good buddies, others didn't know.
Before Lin Jian could transfer the death-free gold medal, Han Lu immediately said: "Murong Sanshui used the death-free gold medal to avoid punishment. There are no deaths in this game... You are lucky."
Before Han Lu left, his eyes were wandering, and he finally stopped in a certain direction and said quietly: "Let me remind everyone, there is only one death-free gold medal left in the class, don't imagine that everyone will have it, besides...
Not all games can be guaranteed with death-free gold medals.”
After Han Lu left, everyone was discussing who had the last death-free gold medal. Almost everyone agreed that it was Wang Jiehao. After all, his death-free gold medal had not been used before.
It can’t fail inexplicably, right??
But something was wrong. Others might not know it clearly, but he knew it very well. He had a death-free gold medal in his hand. This was real.
According to Han Lu, there is currently only one in the class, which proves that Wang Jiehao does not have one at all, but he clearly had a death-free gold medal before. To sum up, there is only one possibility, that is, his death-free gold medal has expired.
Already.
As for the cause of the failure, Lin Jian's pupils suddenly shrank, "It's not me!"
Lin Jian subconsciously fell back a step and happened to bump into Xi Li'er beside him.
"What's wrong, Lin Jian? Is something wrong?" Xi Li'er felt that Lin Jian's expression was abnormal, so she took the initiative to ask.
Lin Jian did not hide anything and told Xi Li'er all her conjectures. Based on Xi Li'er's performance in the resurrecting game, she was naturally the first to think that Wang Jiehao might have died in the resurrecting game.
The reason why Han Lu said there were no casualties was because someone replaced him, which in another sense does not mean death.
However, it seems that the replacement Wang Jiehao has not done anything inconsistent with his status, and his obsceneness is still the same.
At night, Lin Jian discussed Wang Jiehao's matter with everyone in the dormitory.
Xiao Ke pushed up his glasses and said in a deep voice: "Let me see, it's not just Wang Jiehao who was possessed in the game of resurrection, there must be others."
Long Xiaohu seemed to remember something, and answered in a murmur: "That Han Lu said he would give them a chance before. I thought it was just to get high, but I didn't expect it to be serious. It seems that these resurrected objects have accumulated enough
People who died tragically because of resentment.”
Bailish listed it down, "The object of Feng Shan's hatred was Miko, so in order to take revenge, he first found Mr. Nozomi and wanted to do something wrong, but he was eliminated by the fire curse."
"The next one is Peng Shuai. At present, Wang Jiehao's soul is obviously controlled by Peng Shuai. Then the last one is Du Shitao, and the object of resentment is Tang Feng..."
Bailishi suddenly thought, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with this, right? That girl Du Shitao is much more useful than Tang Feng."
"That's not necessarily true." Lin saw that he bumped into Tang Feng by accident before and still ran to the inn every day. It was also because of this that he never suspected Tang Feng.
But if this Tang Feng is Du Shitao, running to the inn every day, it can only mean that she has changed and is no longer like her former self.
The discussion reached nearly two o'clock, and the craving for drowsiness increased with the moon, and the brothers fell asleep first.
The next day, Thursday.
During the morning class, Han Lu assigned a death mission that had never appeared before.
Let the students compete in a life-and-death battle, and it won't be over until one party dies tragically.
It is a typical death game, and it is a death game based on PK and does not allow the use of death-free gold medals.
Today's PK player appears on the blackboard.
“Su Xiaomi vs Tang Feng.”
Su Xiaomi didn't care after hearing this. After all, Tang Feng was a scumbag in the first place and his cultivation level was lower than his own. There was no sense of guilt in doing harm to the people.
"Brother Feng, that girl Xiaomi broke into pieces at the slightest touch. Why don't you smash her to death with your hammer?" Wang Jiehao smiled mischievously at the side. The essential difference between him and before was that he lacked a sense of arrogance.
Tang Fengpi smiled but thought to himself: "Although you have not offended me, I'm sorry, this body is so tempting. It turns out that it is such a joy to do that kind of thing with another gender."
thing."
She had to live and enjoy Tang Feng's body while she was alive. No matter who tried to kill her, they should die.
The time is set at three o'clock in the afternoon.
The location is in the center of the concentration training camp, and this mission is not just for their class.
In addition to the collective disbandment of one class, a large centralized training area is divided into seven arenas, and there will be people in each class who need to fight.
Everyone sat down in time after lunch. Regarding the life and death battle between Su Xiaomi and Tang Feng, many people were optimistic about Su Xiaomi. After all, Tang Feng was really not a good guy.
In Class 6, where Lin Jian was located, all the students in the class were watching, including Han Lu, Lao Yu and a ghost master he had never seen before.
A red 60-second countdown was flashing on the big screen. People from both sides had already entered the arena, and the onlookers were four steps higher than the arena. The two sides were about 10 meters apart.
Su Xiaomi summoned the magic wand in advance. She is now considered a peak second-level fire mage. She does not only have the basic skill of fireball.
Tang Feng lazily held up a sledgehammer and looked at Su Xiaomi opposite, full of disdain and indulgence. Before the game started, he slowly said: "I am not a human being."
Su Xiaomi immediately replied, "Of course you are not a human being, and the dirty things you did are things that normal people cannot do. Du Shitao has been harmed by you, so I will send you down to make amends."
Tang Feng was obviously stunned when he heard about Du Shitao. He said with a shocked look on his face: "You...you still remember Du Shitao?"
Su Xiaomi asked, "What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't lost my memory. Of course I remember her. I used to play with her when I was doing handicrafts."
"Doing handicrafts..." Tang Feng seemed to think of the girl with a round head who was slightly taller than him and had a lively and cute smile. If she hadn't been timid, maybe the two of them would have been very good friends.
"Yes... I'm sorry. If I want to live, I must kill you."
"Nonsense, just die."
Su Xiaomi only felt that Tang Feng was a bit weird today, and he even said sorry to her? This scumbag's apology is really disgusting.
The countdown is over.
Su Xiaomi was the first to launch the attack. She first used the most basic fire ball to explore the bottom, but was thrown into the air after touching Tang Feng's hammer.
"Still too easy? Try this!"
"Second-level fire magic skills: fire beads, fire clouds!"
Fire Cloud is the ultimate second-level skill. It uses fire magic to form a red cloud in the sky. These clouds float to the top of Tang Feng's head at high speed, and then raindrop-shaped flames fall down.
Tang Feng initially raised the hammer above his head and struck continuously, but found that his spiritual power was being eroded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he had begun to overdraw his life. And because of the effect of the fire beads, the fire rain was falling.
Gradually it condenses into a solid state and falls like hail-like fire beads.
Tang Feng clearly felt that his body was being burned. The flame magic was much more powerful than he imagined, and his body was gradually burned to ashes.
"It seems that the overall situation has been decided. That girl Xiaomi really has something. It's not in vain that I have practiced with her for so long." Fan Yuerong stood in the front row, always paying attention to every move on the court.
This move is considered Su Xiaomi's trump card. Almost no one at the same level can withstand the burning effect of Fire Rain Beads.
Lin Jian was silent on the sidelines. In his opinion, this game was definitely not that simple.
Han Lu on the side was smiling all over his face, which made Han Lu wonder. Did this guy want to cultivate a high-level ghost similar to himself, who would obey his orders and supervise everyone in the class at all times?
Seeing Tang Feng's body turning into ashes step by step, the situation on the field suddenly reversed.
Tang Feng's body twisted wantonly like a piece of plasticine, and then separated from the fire cloud under the eyes of everyone, turning into a soul-like ghost body.
"You...you really are not human?" Su Xiaomi was obviously stunned. Are you still a third-level ghost?
The ghost ghost before was of the third level. She felt deeply that the third-level ghost was stronger than the ordinary fourth-level zombies, and the Tang Feng in front of her was undoubtedly more terrifying than the ghost ghost.
"What's going on? The teacher is suspended, Tang Feng has turned into a ghost! Su Xiaomi will die if we continue to beat him like this." Fan Yuerong quickly found Han Lu to speak out, but Han Lu just said lightly: "It's within the rules, why is he suspended?"
"In this case, can we also go up to support?"
"You can try." Han Lu's face became obviously ferocious.
Seeing that Sister Fan was about to lose control of her emotions, Lin Jian hurriedly pulled her back and whispered: "Let's see first, Xiaomi may not have no chance of winning."
On the field, Tang Feng transformed into a third-level real ghost. He directly threw away his hammer and stretched out a pair of sharp claws.
He was extremely fast. Before Su Xiaomi could cast the next spell, he suddenly appeared in front of Su Xiaomi. He grabbed her slender neck with one hand and squeezed her head with the other hand, and then increased the intensity.