As expected, Shenfeng college didn't give Qin Jian any rest time, so they went directly to the sideline to prepare for the game.

"Captain, would it be too impolite for us to target him like this?" some players couldn't help whispering.

Feng Xiaotian didn't look back, but said faintly, "I'm the captain. I hope you listen to me this time."

"But after all, this is your personal resentment. How can it cost the reputation of the college?" a hostage doubted.

"I'm sorry... But without seriously hurting him, we won't have a chance in the next game."

Feng Xiaotian held his arms and said, "do you really think this is just a private resentment?"

Several people looked at each other.

"This is led by the bishop Salas of the Wuhun hall, because the threat of Qin Jian is so great that their Wuhun hall team also feels threatened."

The wind smiled and snorted, "so even if I don't want to take advantage of people's danger, I can't stop. The college never wants to offend the Wulin hall."

"Captain, our goal is to seriously hurt him, not to defeat him?" someone asked.

Feng Xiaotian nodded and said, "yes, your task is to consume him, not win him. Finally, let me... If you can seriously hurt him, we still have a chance to compete for the second place."

Everyone stopped talking. Even if they felt uncomfortable, they knew they couldn't change anything, because they were just students and didn't dare to offend the Wulin hall.

Sacred wind college finally began to play.

Almost everyone around the test bench focused on it. After all, nothing is more eye-catching than wearing fourteen.

The first three soul zuns didn't look good and didn't cause much trouble to Qin Jian.

The latter two soul sects, Fengji and Fenglin, Qin Jian once fought with them, but now his state is worse than that at that time. He doesn't hesitate to use two ice heart snow swords to win.

"Qin Jian, we are standing on the same soul fighting platform again..."

The penultimate person is also an acquaintance. The Fengyun dance that said "I will always remember you".

She is worthy of being a goddess student of sacred wind college. She is wrapped in light green team clothes and looks picturesque and eye-catching from a distance.

"Hoo..."

Qin Jian gasped slightly. He had no energy to greet her. He just said, "come on."

When mental strength is about to overdraft, the brain seems to be hung up by invisible things, which is very painful.

"Don't be so anxious. It's rare to have the opportunity to say a few words after so long. I cherish it very much."

The words of Fengyun dance caused a slight uproar on the sidelines, especially the other people of the sacred wind team.

Except for Feng Xiaotian, who doesn't know how to take a fancy to the hot tempered hot dance, everyone else has a good opinion of this Fengyun dance. Now when she talks to her opponent on the competition platform, her face immediately looks like that she has been holding for a long time.

"Where did he provoke this woman?!"

A side dance with one hand on his hips and one finger on the wind and cloud dance.

Ning Rongrong pondered for a moment and said, "if the information I see is correct, it should be one of brother Jian's opponents when he played at the sacred wind college."

"It's sad that the Intelligence Department of Qibao liulizong was used to stare at a lover..." Ma Hongjun said wordlessly.

Ning Rongrong: "

"It's shameless to hook up with a man on the soul fighting platform!" the rabbit's ears stood stiff.

At this time, the master looked at the wind and cloud dance that kept talking to Qin Jian in the field, and suddenly said, "whether she meant it or not, but now the more she delays time, the more favorable it is to Qin Jian. He should have a lot of soul power left, but his mental power is to the limit, and it is very unfavorable to continue high-intensity fighting."

Ning Rongrong and Xiaowu stopped talking as soon as they heard it.

Knowing that it's good for Qin Jian, they even hope Fengyun dance can speak longer

Unfortunately, Fengyun dance and Qin Jian didn't meet many times, and there was only so much to say.

"Hey, Qin Jian, aren't you very good at flirting with girls?"

Fengyun dance looked at Qin Jian straight, stroked his hair, smiled and said, "why don't you talk now?"

The sacred wind college team was crying: "goddess of cloud dance! What are you doing!"

The leader teacher of sacred wind college shook his head and said, "she... Just doesn't like such calculations..."

Others were stunned: "did she do it on purpose?"

Feng Xiaotian held his arms in his hands and said faintly, "cloud dance, she has always been like this. Let her go."

On the stage.

Qin Jian smiled: "Fengyun dance, right? Thank you for helping me. I will remember you this time."

The wind and cloud dance blinked.

"However, you'd better not delay any more, otherwise it's hard to explain when you go back." Qin Jian said again.

"At this time, do you still think about my opponent?"

Fengyun dance shook his head with a smile and said solemnly, "this calculation is really meaningless. I don't want to fight this... But as a college student, I can't let myself do things, so..."

Hiss

The unique Storm Spirit is formed behind her. She floats slowly in the storm like the storm goddess.

"Qin Jian, I can't pass the delay in talking to you. Now the fight is to repay the cultivation of the college. I won't keep my hand either. Be careful."

The words of Fengyun dance made the people on the sidelines slightly agitated. They knew why she said so long for no reason.

"The wind and cloud dance is quite atmospheric." Zhu Zhuqing suddenly said.

Ning Rongrong nodded: "according to the information, the martial soul of the wind and cloud dance is very difficult. I don't know how brother Jian should deal with it."

"It's true that most martial spirits are weapon martial spirits or animal martial spirits. She's very strange, like the weather and the variation of some kind of wind beast martial spirits." the master looked calm and said.

Shrek and the others were nervous when they heard it.

"Brother Jian, come on..."

Oscar clung to the railing with both hands and was in no mood to play tricks.

In the field.

Qin Jian held the Wuhun sword and looked at the storm. He looked struggling for a moment.

"I know she likes me... Would it be a little shameless..."

But he only struggled for a moment. The next moment, the divine light condensed, and the long sword came out and directed at the storm.

"Hiss!"

The spirits of the two sides collided violently. At the next moment, Qin Jian appeared on the spirits of the two sides and also came to the storm.

"Uh..."

The violent soul stirring made him quite uncomfortable.

"Now I won't keep my hand. The fourth soul skill... Wind and clouds!"

The bright purple soul ring on the wind and cloud dance shines. Endless blades rise in the storm and attack Qin sword with the storm.

In mid air, Qin Jian seems to have no way to resist, just like throwing himself into a trap.

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong and Xiaowu grasp each other's hands with worry.

"Good... I'm not going to keep my hand..."

Qin Jian's first Soul Ring lit up as soon as the wind blade appeared, and a pink flash from his eyes.

Fengyun danced in his eyes, and then became confused: "Qin Jian, why do I suddenly like you..."

The wind and cloud are fading.