The Futo University League won a great victory, and the top 24 games ended.
China National Spiritual Cultivator Competition, Mentor Battle Competition Arena.
Jin Zhejian turned into a golden flash of light, like a golden snake in the arena, constantly passing between several spiritual cultivators and mentors.
Wherever the golden flash of light reaches, a spiritual cultivator mentor will surely fall.
In another battlefield not far from the golden color, a huge peerless demonic bear roared among the crowd. The old bear was in control, with strange purple-red spiritual energy ripples, and the demonic bear's momentum was even more extraordinary.
The peerless demon bear slapped down, as if it pierced the sky, and the sky collapsed. The two nearby spiritual cultivator instructors could not withstand this terrifying power, and were teleported out by the secondary teleportation array on the spot.
On the other side, the spiritual cultivators of Xiangnan University were not inferior at all. Especially Xu Gao, the wordless book in his hand appeared with golden light. Every time he turned a page and read a name, an ink-colored wild beast appeared and tore it apart.
Bites nearby enemies.
The irritable woman who had had misunderstandings and conflicts with Lin Yi before was also not far behind. She used a pink magic fist to rush through the crowd like a monster with strange power.
The spiritual masters of Futo University and the Shonan University Alliance almost used their overwhelming advantage to launch a desperate counterattack against the Demon City University Alliance.
Seeing each of his companions being eliminated and teleported out of the game, Lao Zhou's expression turned ugly.
Originally, there were a total of twenty spiritual cultivator instructors in the Demon City University Alliance, which was far more than the number of spiritual cultivator instructors in Futo University and the Shonan University Alliance.
But now, because everyone had consumed too much spiritual energy when attacking the secondary defense formation, how else could the spiritual cultivator instructors from Futo University and Shonan University have been able to defeat them?
"Alas..." Lao Zhou sighed helplessly, his heart full of guilt and self-blame.
He is the leader and decision-maker of this competition. If he hadn't been too dependent on Lin Langtian and thought about waiting for Lin Langtian to come back, the spiritual cultivator instructors of Futo University and Shonan University would definitely be doomed.
But he never expected that Lin Langtian, who Lao Zhou had been waiting for for most of the day, finally arrived. However, Lin Langtian's cultivation level dropped to the early stage of mortal level.
Lao Zhou pressed his fists secretly, his angry eyes full of unwillingness.
Just like he arranged his subordinates rationally, even if Lin Langtian didn't come back, he wouldn't be beaten into this state by his rivals, the spiritual masters of the Futo University and the Shonan University Alliance.
After all, although Lin Langtian's cultivation level has dropped to the early stage of mortal level, Lin Yi, the formation master from Fudu University, has not appeared yet.
Lao Zhou secretly guessed in his heart that maybe Lin Langtian and Lin Yi fought so hard that Lin Langtian's cultivation level plummeted, and Lin Yi's situation would not be any better than Lin Langtian's.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Another three spiritual cultivators from the Demon City University were punched out of the ring by a spiritual cultivator from Fudu University.
Lao Zhou sighed helplessly again, and the unwillingness in his eyes turned into despair.
"Is it true that we at Shanghai University of Science and Technology are going to lose this tutoring competition?"
At this moment, Feng Wenbiao, Jin Zhejianxu, the spiritual masters of the Futou University and the Shonan University Alliance had surrounded him, and they blocked the water around him, so that not even a fly could fly in.
Jin Zhejian raised his eyebrows, looked at Lao Zhou with some pity, and said, "What else do you have to say?"
"Hahaha..." Lao Zhou smiled boldly, his laughter full of magnanimity and loneliness.
"In this world, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is especially true in the world of spiritual cultivation. If you lose, you lose. What can I explain?"
"But don't be too complacent. Lin Langtian, the strongest person in our Demon City University, has fallen to the early stage of a mortal level. Lin Yi, the formation expert from your Fudu University, is probably not much better either."
Zhou said, a venomous glint flashed in his eyes.
"Maybe he's dead?"
"What are you talking about?!"
"Bang!" Jin Zhejian was furious and punched Lao Zhou in the abdomen.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lao Zhou's mouth, and his eyes revealed gloating and madness.
"Hahaha!? How about it? Did I tell you right?
Lin Yi has not come back for so long, but Lin Langtian has come back a long time ago, and any discerning person will know that if Lin Langtian fights Lin Yi just now, Lin Yi must be disabled or dead!"
"Get out of here!" Feng Wenbiao's face was full of anger, and the phantom bear's paw fiercely slapped Lao Zhou.
"Boom!" Lao Zhou's sternum shattered and he vomited a large pool of blood, like a living bloody man.
"Hahaha!" Lao Zhou had a ferocious face, his eyes full of heat and ridicule.
"You guys fight! Keep fighting! The harder you fight, it means you are afraid. You are afraid that Lin Yi is really dead!"
"Damn it!" Feng Wenbiao gritted his teeth, the spiritual energy in his body surged with all his strength, and the pressure around him was completely released in an instant, intending to kill Lao Yiyi!
"Feng Wenbiao, what are you going to do?" Jin Zhejian frowned and hurriedly stopped Feng Wenbiao's uncontrollable emotions. You must know that this is the arena for the China National Spiritual Cultivator Competition. If Feng Wenbiao really slaps Lao Yiyi to death, then Feng Wenbiao will
He will also be severely punished for killing people.
This really comes true to Lao Zhou’s wish!
"Zhe Jian, don't stop me. Damn it, this grandson dares to curse our boss to death. Even if he dies, I will kill him!"
Feng Wenbiao used his arms frantically to fight for Jin Zhejian's tightly bound hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
Jin Zhejian gritted his teeth and restrained Feng Wenbiao with all his strength, and said urgently: "That's enough, Feng Wenbiao needs to wake up. If you really slap him to death, even the boss can't save you!"
Feng Wenbiao was stunned, and his irritable mood suddenly calmed down. The powerful spiritual energy fluctuations in his body began to converge, and he no longer broke free from Jin Zhejian's bonds.
"Thanks…"
There was a hint of complexity in Feng Wenbiao's eyes. He looked at Lao Zhou very happily. If it weren't for what Jin Zhejian said just now, his life might really have stopped here.
Feng Wenbiao suddenly stopped, and a trace of disappointment flashed slightly in Lao Zhou's eyes, but it quickly disappeared again.
Lao Zhou snorted coldly and continued to mock: "Humph, what? You don't dare to take action? You are a timid coward!"
"Do you think it's interesting to ridicule like this again?" Jin Zhejian glanced at Lao Zhou coldly, with a vigilant expression on his face.
Now that they knew his intentions, Lao Zhou said nothing more. Likewise, he looked coldly at the people from Fudu University who surrounded him.
Everyone was silent for a while, then Jin Zhejian slowly said: "What else do you have to say?"
"There's nothing to say." Lao Zhou replied.
"Then why don't you admit defeat?"
Lao Zhou found it a little funny and said, "Why should I admit defeat?"
"Oh? Really?"
Suddenly a familiar voice sounded, making Lao Zhou shout in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost: "Lin Yi!?"