The Xuan Shui Turtle's head shook, thick water vapor spread from its body, and the water vapor in the air quickly condensed towards it.
In an instant, a spiral water wall formed around it, and then waves of five or six meters high hit the Wind and Fire Demonic Wolf in the distance.
The five or six meter high wave is not a natural disaster, but under the standard battle rules at this moment, Luo Yu's Wind, Fire and Demonic Wolf are unavoidable.
"Is this still a battle between high school beast masters?"
"This place is simply not enough for Gao Dewei's Xuanshui Ghost!"
"How to fight here?"
"..."
When the audience roared, Luo Yu's face was solemn and she had no intention of giving up.
The next moment, his eyebrows flashed with green and red light.
In an instant, the Wind-Fire Demonic Wolf felt the dual-attribute spiritual energy of wind and fire surging within his body, and the surrounding wind-fire spiritual energy seemed to have become a wolf cub under his command.
"Flame Jet!"
"Wind Blade!"
With the blessing of dual talents, the Wind and Fire Demon Wolf controls the wind and fire, spitting out a huge pillar of fire while using spiritual energy to generate gusts of wind.
The wind is roaring and the fire is blazing.
The wind assisted the fire, instantly causing the fire pillar spitted out by the Wind and Fire Demon Wolf to double in size, burning towards the incoming waves with the force of a conflagration.
Boom!
The waves of water collided with the pillar of fire, causing an explosion.
呲呲呲——!
A large amount of water vapor was evaporated, and the battlefield was instantly enveloped in thick mist. For a while, no one knew the true situation on the battlefield.
After a while, a gust of wind was generated out of thin air and dispersed the water mist on the battlefield.
As the mist dissipated, the scene on the field became clear.
At this moment, the wind-fire demon wolf's soft fur was already wet, and his legs were trembling and he could barely stand, while the black water turtle still held its head high.
With the blessing of dual talents, the Wind and Fire Demonic Wolf was able to compete with the Xuan Shui Turtle for a short period of time, but in a long-term competition, the Xuan Shui Turtle, who compressed his spiritual energy seven times before advancing, was obviously better.
"The Wind and Fire Demon Wolf has lost its fighting power. In the ninth game, Gao Dewei wins!"
Hearing the referee's announcement, the audience suddenly roared. Everyone did not hesitate to applaud and cheer, giving it to the powerful High School Affiliated to Beijing University.
"The High School Affiliated to Beijing University is awesome!"
"The High School Affiliated to Beijing University! The No. 1 High School!"
"The High School Affiliated to Beijing University! Who can compete with me?"
"..."
After a while, instead of shouting "Hi", a shout suddenly rang out from the audience.
"champion!"
The audience at the scene was silent for a moment, and then the shouts gradually rose and became a torrent.
"champion!"
"champion!"
"champion!"
"..."
Listening to the cheers and shouts from the audience, Luo Yu's eyes turned red quietly, turned around and left the game sadly.
Gao Dewei, who had been serious about his words since the national competition, showed a rare smile and waved his arms vigorously to the audience.
Off the field, everyone in the High School Affiliated to Beijing University was also jumping up and down with joy.
For a moment, it seemed as if they had truly become champions.
In the lounge, the faces of the people in Qinghe No. 1 were not very pretty.
After all, they are also the opponents in the finals of the High School Affiliated to Beijing University. Now someone is calling the champion before the finals even start. Do you think they don’t exist?
However, after seeing the strength of the High School Affiliated to Beijing University, they also understood why some people would shout like this.
The strength of both sides is indeed not on the same level.
He Xiong said: "Awen, can you bear this? If you don't beat them in the final, your face will be full of love?"
Chen Wen rolled his eyes and said: "You don't need to provoke me, I will do my best, but the High School Affiliated to Beijing University is really difficult to win..."
Before, he thought that he and Abao should be able to defeat the High School Affiliated to Beijing University in a two-on-one match.
But after seeing the battle between Gao Dewei and Luo Yu today, the final may not be as simple as he thought.
Faced with the water rush of the Xuan Shui Turtle, he and Abao might not have the chance to get close to Gao Dewei.
After the game, Lu Dong and Chen Wen were invited to receive official interviews.
It stands to reason that Qinghe No. 1 Middle School, as a dark horse and one of the protagonists of the finals, must be packed with reporters, but now not even half of the seats in the room are filled.
Most reporters went to interview everyone at the High School Affiliated to Beijing University. Only the media who came with two teams at the same time left one team here.
The official host first asked Lu Dong how he felt about leading his team to the finals.
"Excited!"
Lu Dong smiled happily, "For us, reaching the national competition is actually a happy thing. Now we have advanced to the finals without knowing it. No matter what the result is, we have no regrets."
A reporter asked Chen Wen how he evaluated Zhenhai Middle School. He was from the media in Zhejiang Province.
Chen Wen did not offend anyone and said: "Zhenhai Middle School is very strong, and we won with difficulty."
Later, a reporter from Kyoto asked: "You were lucky enough to win the runner-up in the national competition for the first time. How do you feel about Chen Wen?"
"Winning second place?" Chen Wen frowned.
The reporter quickly apologized: "Sorry, I forgot that the finals haven't started yet, but..."
He paused and then asked: "Do you think Qinghe No. 1 Middle School has a chance of winning?"
After saying that, he looked at Chen Wen maliciously.
No matter how Chen Wen answers, he will fall into his trap, enough for him to write a manuscript.
"nature!"
Chen Wen knew what he was planning, but he still nodded confidently.
With a confident smile on his face, Chen Wendao said: "The High School Affiliated to Beijing University is indeed strong, but we are also a team in the finals, and everything is possible. When we reach the final stage, no one wants to compete for the runner-up place."
After hearing Chen Wen's answer, many reporters at the scene suddenly smiled.
At night, Chen Wen lay on the bed and read the news, and found that his words had indeed been taken out of context by the reporter.
"...Chen Wen has absolute confidence that he can defeat the High School Affiliated to Beijing University..."
There are all kinds of comments below this news.
"Didn't you just win a few games? What is there to be proud of?"
"Is this ridiculous? Young people don't know how to be humble at all!"
"Arrogant and arrogant, I swear by this, this guy will never go far in the future!"
"You can't even win the championship of Xichuan Province, but you dare to say you want to win the national championship. Do you know how Shudu No. 7 Middle School lost?"
"The High School Affiliated to Beijing University! YYDS!"
"Do you know the rules of the final? I'm afraid I'll be so scared that I wet my pants!"
"..."
Public opinion online is one-sided.
Not everyone supports the High School Affiliated to Peking University, but regarding the result of the game, normal people think that Peking University No. 1 High School will win.
Even those who like to support Chen Wen cannot speak for him when he talks nonsense in the face of a powerful enemy.
"What a good teammate!"
After browsing through the various speeches made by Qinghe No. 1 Middle School and himself, who was not optimistic throughout the article, Chen Wen couldn't help but laugh out loud.
These media were so powerful that they not only publicized the finals, but also lowered the audience's expectations of him, which fully laid a solid foundation for him to earn a lot of points in the finals.
After laughing for a while, Chen Wen opened the system.
Now that the stage and audience are ready, he can't let himself slip.
【integral:】
After purchasing the Uchiha Gene Potion, I only have 1.43 million points left. I did not gain much from the quarterfinals and semifinals, and now I have only accumulated 2.37 million points.
“It’s time to invest!”
Chen Wen knew that all his current investments would be recouped several times as long as he could win the finals, so he did not hesitate at all.
Chen Wen first opened the lottery wheel.
"Black, Kung Fu book!"
"Green, panacea."
"Purple, a treasure of genius."
"Golden, mysterious thing."
"..."
There was nothing in particular that Chen Wen wanted, except for the magic weapon, which Chen Wen kept smoking.
Crash--
The lottery wheel spins and changes into different colors.
Then, the prizes quickly flew into the package system one by one.