The strongest talent tree

Chapter 256 Grammar Magician
Lu Linfei and Ming Xinyan seemed very relaxed because their opponents today were very ordinary.

Seeing Feng Hao coming, Ming Xinyan couldn't help but tease her, "You're not in a hurry, you always come so late."

"It's just a competition, there's nothing to be anxious about." Feng Hao smiled nonchalantly, turned to look in the direction of the ring and asked, "What? You didn't have any competition in the first round today?"

"I'm in the second round and Sister Ming is in the third round." Lu Linfei chuckled.

Feng Hao curled his lips in surprise and said, "Really? Then I'll go up first, remember to cheer for me."

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I'm the best at cheerleading and stuff like that!" Ting Xiaoxue said as she patted her chest.

"Very good, promising." Feng Hao nodded with satisfaction, swung his sleeves, and swaggered onto the fifth stage, causing the three of them to burst into laughter.

The game is about to begin, and most of the players in the first round have already entered the venue, as have Feng Hao's opponents.

When Feng Hao stepped onto the fifth stage, his opponent was already waiting on the stage. He looked like a gentle young man, dressed in white and holding an exquisite folding fan. He looked a bit elegant. Thief temples are rare.

Feng Hao looked at this person for a long time, feeling a little weird in his heart. He always felt that this person was covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to fathom.

The young man in white clothes was also looking at Feng Hao, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about how to deal with Feng Hao.

"What do you call this brother thief?" Feng Hao asked with interest.

The young man in white beat his folding fan and said humbly, "He Zhizhang, a person from Snow Country."

"He Zhizhang? What a name!" Feng Hao said with a strange expression.

"Haha, it's not worth mentioning to pick a name." He Zhizhang said happily: "I heard that Brother Feng is very powerful, please show mercy later."

"No problem, buddy, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll be gentle with you." Feng Hao nodded and smiled.

"That couldn't be better."

When the two were chatting and laughing, the referee elder had already entered the arena, and amidst the surge of magic light, ten light barriers rose above the ring.

"Please prepare both players, the game officially begins." With the order from the elder referee, the battle is about to begin.

He Zhizhang didn't talk nonsense, the folding fan in his hand burst open, the golden thread lifted the edge, and the halo flowed, like a good magic weapon, "Brother Feng, I've offended you!"

As he spoke, pieces of words condensed by magic light flew around He Zhizhang, attacking Feng Hao like a butterfly.

"Oh~, Grammar Magician!"

Feng Hao exclaimed, holding the two daggers in his hands instantly, tapping the ring with his toes, his steps were agile and elegant, and he easily avoided the attack of the magic light of words.

To be honest, Feng Hao never thought that the grammar magician could also enter the points competition. You must know that the grammar magician, like the dancing magician, is a training route that requires showing off and not harming, and their combat effectiveness is relatively low.

And compared with dancing magicians, grammar magicians are relatively rare, because most ordinary people like to talk about words, and most people with magic base talents will not choose the grammar route.

After all, compared with other training routes, grammar is a bit embarrassing, and sometimes it can't even compare to dance.

"I'll go, there's something wrong with this injury!" Feng Hao suddenly became surprised.

Because he discovered that some words, the magic light, couldn't be avoided, especially the words "death" and "kill". They were like tracking missiles, unable to be shaken off, and they got into his body in the blink of an eye.

"1975!"

"2331!"

"1842!"

...Under the detection of the crystal eye, a series of injuries rose from Feng Hao's head. There was no pain or any discomfort, just like that, more than 1 qi and blood were inexplicably lost.

"Hey, this dude's grammar is weird." Feng Hao immediately became serious, and the dagger was waving with a cold light.

brush!brush!
Swift Shadow Slash + Moon Dancer rushed over, hoping to resolve the battle as quickly as possible.

But he saw He Zhizhang mumbling words, and in a blink of an eye, a circle of strange words condensed outside his body. The damage that could have killed him instantly was reduced by more than half, which almost frightened Feng Hao.

"What the hell? Can you even block An Jin's damage?" Feng Hao said in surprise.

He Zhizhang pursed his lips and smiled secretly: "I learned this grammatical technique from an ancient book. It is specially designed to restrain the damage caused by dark energy."

"I'll go, it's so magical?" Feng Hao was shocked. The situation in front of him completely overturned his impression of the grammar magician. He actually had the ability to defend against dark energy.

You know, An Jin can't even stop armor protection and Gang Qi.

"Three horizontal death seals!"

Just when Feng Hao was surprised, He Zhizhang took action again, lightly traced his fingers on the folding fan, threw out three huge "death" characters, and with unparalleled momentum, he crushed towards Feng Hao.

"This feeling..." Feng Hao was shocked and confused. These three words "death" gave him the same feeling as the [Dark Moon Killing] after mastering it.

Thinking of this, Feng Hao quickly waved his double daggers, and the moon-shaped energy of [Dark Moon Killing] intertwined into a cross sword energy and faced him.

Facts have proved that after mastering [Dark Moon Killing], it is indeed very effective, easily tearing three "death" words into pieces.

He Zhizhang was shocked. In his impression, his three horizontal death seals had never been cracked like this before, because grammar is a special kind of energy, which is completely different from strength, magic injury and dark energy, and is not affected by it at all.

"Impossible, why does the Anjin secret method have the same aura as the grammar?" He Zhizhang said incredulously.

Feng Hao didn't have the habit of talking nonsense. He directly attacked and pursued the victory. The moment the Dark Moon's killing blow fell on He Zhizhang, he slashed his side with a flat shot, knocking out his vitality and blood.

The winner was decided, and the referee Shen Ran announced: "Feng Hao wins this game, please prepare for the next game."

Coming off the ring, Feng Hao was in a state of confusion and couldn't help but look at He Zhizhang a few more times, "It seems that grammar and dance are not as simple as I thought."

"Brother Feng is really powerful, I am convinced." He Zhizhang's energy and blood had been emptied, but he didn't look weak at all. Dense numbers of strange words flashed on his body, and his energy and blood recovered quickly.

"No matter what, you are also very strong." Feng Hao said slightly embarrassed.

He Zhizhang smiled faintly, gently shook his folding fan, and left slowly...

Feng Hao frowned secretly and quickly returned to Lu Linfei and the others, wanting to ask Ming Xinyan about the Grammar Magician, but when he saw the state of the three of them at the moment, he was completely confused.

The three of them were all staring at Arena No. [-], watching the duel between Fang Jie and Huang Danian. They didn't even know he was back.

"I'll go, where's the cheerleading team we promised? I won't lead you like this!" Feng Hao said with black lines on his head.

Fortunately, he was still working hard on the stage to put on a show of love. It was a good thing that they could forget about the cheerleading team they had agreed to disappear. They were actually paying attention to the competition between Fang Jie and Huang Danian. How could this make him feel so embarrassed?

Hearing Feng Hao's complaints, Lu Linfei was the first to react, while Ming Xinyan and Ting Xiaoxue were still paying attention to the competition in Arena No. [-].

"Brother Feng, are you done with the competition?" Lu Linfei turned around awkwardly and said, "Come and see, the competition between Fang Jie and Huang Danian was so exciting!"

"..." Feng Hao rolled his eyes at him with a black line on his head, and then turned his attention to Arena No. [-].

(End of this chapter)