"Come on, Qinghe No. 1 Middle School, let them see how powerful the beast masters of Xichuan Province are!"
"The iron-eating beast knows martial arts and no one can stop it. Come on Chen Wen!"
"..."
As the game time came, a large number of viewers quickly poured into the live broadcast room of Qinghe No. 1 Middle School versus Qianyang No. 1 Middle School, many of them coming from the hometowns of both teams.
In the live broadcast room, the host has received the lineup of both sides.
After the list was displayed on the big screen at the back, the host Chen Jie smiled and turned his head to look at his partner commentator Liu Sanxiao.
"Sanxiao, what do you think of this lineup?"
Liu Sanxiao showed his signature smile, and then said: "It's interesting, we just talked about it. Although the captain of Qinghe No. 1 Middle School is Yang Wenhan, the strongest one is Chen Wen, who is best at wheel fighting.
Now that Chen Wen is taking the lead, I wonder if Qianyang No. 1 Middle School can withstand it?"
When the audience watching the live broadcast heard this, they immediately started to refresh their screens.
Audiences in Xichuan Province and some people who were not too concerned about the excitement started saying "One string of five", while supporters of Qianyang No. 1 Middle School said "I can stand it."
"Isn't Qianyang No. 1 Middle School in danger?" Chen Jie asked.
Liu San smiled and shook his head, saying: "Qianyang No. 1 Middle School chose Zhu Li to take the lead. Her magic sound bat strength has reached the tenth level of the mortal body. She is good at flying and sonic detection. Obviously, she wants Zhu Li to replace Qinghe.
The strongest thug in No. 1."
As he was explaining, Chen Jie saw the referee signaling for the players to enter, and he looked straight and said: "Okay, the referee indicated that the venue is correct. The match between Qinghe No. 1 Middle School and Qianyang No. 1 Middle School begins now!"
…
On the battlefield, Chen Wen and Zhu Li faced off from a distance.
At the contestant seats in Qinghe No. 1 Middle School, He Xiong and others were relatively relaxed.
After being refreshed by Chen Wen's performance again and again, everyone has no doubt that Chen Wen will win. The only difference is how much he consumes.
As for Qianyang No. 1 Middle School, Yu Mingjun, who was ranked after Zhu Li on the list, had a look of anticipation in his eyes.
His pet beast Wind Wolf is also good at assault and roaming. As long as Zhu Li's magic bat can hurt Chen Wen's iron-eating beast, then he can take advantage.
He couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought that he had a chance to defeat this genius who had been on the list of the strongest high school students since his sophomore year.
Although her talent is sonic, Zhu Li is a girl who doesn't like to talk. After the referee announced the conversation time, she closed her eyes and prepared to summon the pet beast.
Chen Wen looked relaxed and said with a smile: "Has your magic sound bat mastered the cursed magic sound?"
When Zhu Li heard this, she immediately opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Chen Wen in surprise.
"Lao Lu's guess is really accurate!"
Chen Wen sighed in his heart, a smile appeared on his face and said: "Thank you for telling me the answer."
Since it was true, he was ready to let Abao make a quick decision.
"you!"
Zhu Li knew instantly that she had leaked the information, but she still suppressed her emotions and calmly prepared for the summons.
When the time was up, the referee waved his right hand and said: "The game begins!"
As soon as the referee finished speaking, Chen Wen and Zhu Li communicated about the beast control space at the same time.
"attack!"
Abao was still in the white light, and Chen Wen's instructions were transmitted to his mind.
Bang!
Abao did not hesitate, stepped heavily on the ground, turned into a black and white lightning and rushed towards the magic sound bat in the distance.
The magic sound bat flapped its wings slightly and soared into the air just before Po rushed over.
Stopping under the magic sound bat, Abao did not attack rashly, but raised his palm to aim at the magic sound bat in the air.
"Dragon Capturing Skill!"
The solid, almost liquid spiritual energy circulated in specific meridians and acupoints in Abao's body, instantly generating an unparalleled suction force in his palm.
Zhu Li was well prepared and immediately commanded: "Feng Hui!"
In an instant, a whirlwind was generated under the wings of the Demonic Sound Bat, and it quickly moved a certain distance.
"Have you been prepared?"
Chen Wen was slightly surprised, but not worried at all.
Because at this moment, Abao is no longer what he used to be.
It stands to reason that after using "Wind Return", the Magic Sound Bat has moved away from the gravitational range of Abao's palm.
However, what surprised Zhu Li was that the gravity generated in Abao's palm was unexpectedly strong, and the range of attraction was unexpectedly wide.
After a moment of stalemate, the continuously flapping Demonic Sound Bat was instantly attracted to Po's hand like an iron piece attracted by a magnet.
"how come?"
Zhu Li was stunned with surprise, and her slightly opened red mouth declared that she was not in a calm mood.
In the live broadcast room, when they saw the magic bat being sucked into the paw of the iron-eating bear, the host and commentators looked at each other in shock, and every audience member was also stunned.
After a moment of silence, countless question marks arose in the live broadcast room, and it was quickly overwhelmed by a large number of barrages.
"what happened?"
"It's so fast. I didn't even take off my pants, and you said it's over?"
"I just drank some water. Is the game over?"
"The foreplay lasts three minutes, but the main game only lasts three seconds?"
"If you want to make a string of five, you first have to be fast?"
"..."
At the same time, the auditorium in the battlefield was also in commotion, and loud and clear national quintessence songs could be heard constantly.
"Damn it, is this too fast? I'm not even ready to scream..."
In the Qinghe No. 1 Middle School contestant's seat, although He Xiong was prepared, he was still shocked by Abao's performance.
Lu Dong also shook his head in astonishment.
He knew that Abao could defeat the Demonic Bat, but he didn't expect it to be this way.
Yang Wenhan and others shouted, "Fuck!"
At this moment, Abao gave them the same feeling as the Thunder Tiger they had encountered before, but the Thunder Tiger was extraordinary.
"How is this possible? This is unscientific!"
Zhang Qiang, the instructor of Qianyang No. 1 Middle School, was so surprised that he stood up immediately.
Although there was a reason why he stopped at the top 32 last time, he did not accept such results, so he paid special attention to the national competition this year.
After the first round of opponents came out, he mobilized his own network and that of the school, collected all the intelligence about Qinghe No. 1 Lieutenant Colonel's team in detail, and formulated a special combat plan.
For this reason, his hair, which was already thin, lost a few more hairs.
However, he never expected that Chen Wen's Iron-eating Beast's "gravity skill" would become so strong and its range would become so wide.
Cao Jun, captain of the Qianyang No. 1 Lieutenant Colonel Team, approached Zhang Qiang and said with a stern face: "The power of the iron-eating beast's skills far exceeds the mortal level. The quality of its aura must have been compressed at least three times!"
"How is this possible?" Zhang Qiang asked in disbelief.
He really found it incredible that it had only been more than seven months since the contracted beast.
In more than seven months, after cultivating the pet beast to the tenth stage of mortal life, it can be called a beast-controlling genius. How can it be possible to let the pet beast undergo three spiritual energy compressions?
Cao Jun smiled bitterly and said: "I find it incredible too, but apart from this, I can't find any other reason."
Zhang Qiang was speechless. He knew that Cao Jun's guess was correct.
The same skill, performed with different qualities and quantities of spiritual energy, will have completely different effects.
Just like a simple fireball, a mortal-level spiritual energy cast is usually only the size of a head, while an extraordinary-level spiritual energy cast is at least half the size of a human being.
In order to display such a powerful gravity skill, the pet beast must have either advanced to the extraordinary level, or it has completed three spiritual energy compressions at the mortal level.
On the court, after glancing at Zhu Li who forgot to admit defeat, the referee shook his head and made a verdict.
"The Demonic Bat was subdued, the first game, Chen Wensheng."