The most powerful emperor in the city

Chapter 92 Reporter Sun

After understanding the rules of the game, the three of Lin Yu came to their field.

You can start only after the layout of the rune array is completed.

"Assistant Zhang, do you have a game today? It seems like I'm here just in time."

Outside the door of the guild hall, a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life came in with a camera and said.

"Oh, it's Reporter Sun, are you here to interview Fang Jian today?"

The assistant spiritual master turned his head, and when he saw the person coming, he enthusiastically greeted him.

"That's right, Fang Jian is the ace spiritualist of your Chrysanthemum Psychic Hall. Our magazine is very optimistic about him, and we want to do a few more special interviews with him."

Reporter Sun replied.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll ask Fang to cut it out."

Assistant Zhang nodded slightly, and then went in to call someone.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't you guys still have a game? It's not too late to interview after the game is over."

Reporter Sun pointed at the crowd on the field and said.

"What's so interesting about this? Reporter Sun, I'm not bragging. The other side is just a group of noobs, not even the bottom spiritual master in our guild hall."

Assistant Zhang said disdainfully.

"is it?"

Reporter Sun looked into the arena, pointed to Long Ying and said, "That guy's strength is not weak. According to my estimation, his soul fire may reach about ten."

"But he alone is strong, as long as you guard against him, the other two are no different from air."

Assistant Zhang said disapprovingly.

"That's right, that fat man doesn't even have a soul fire, it's really no different from ordinary people."

Nodding his head, Reporter Sun agreed with Assistant Zhang's opinion and was going to interview Fang Jian first.

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"The preparation of the match array is successful, and the two sides stand on their respective fields."

A healer from the Nine Paths of Soul Fire acted as a referee outside the arena.

When he shouted 'Start', a ghost flashed out of the glass tank above the arena.

Long Ying immediately took out the ghost talisman from his waist, and hit the ghost.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "You two, don't worry about anything else, just stop them from snatching ghosts!"

When the fat man heard this, he really set off and rushed to the three people on the opposite side.

Seeing that the three of them had lost weight, he thought that with his physique, he should be able to take advantage of it, so he frantically blocked the other party's sight with his body.

It's a pity that this is a competition of spiritual masters, and the physical strength is not enough for them.

Among them, the man named Zhang San stretched out his hand to push Fatty Wang, and pushed Fatty Wang to the ground, just like pushing a child, without any effort at all.

"Ouch, he fouled! He pushed someone!"

Fatty Wang lay on the ground and yelled loudly.

"Jiji, this is a spiritual master's training competition. As long as you don't use spiritual magic to attack the vital points of the contestants, you can do whatever you want."

Zhang San said with a look of contempt.

Hearing this, Fatty Wang's face suddenly turned green.

He didn't expect that he could do anything casually in this match, that would be bad, if he got injured because of a match, it would be a real disadvantage.

Looking back, Long Ying seemed to have a high fighting spirit, and it is estimated that the safety factor of mixing with him would not be too high.

Taking another look at Lin Yu, I feel that the safest place is to hide behind Lin Yu.

So he stood up quickly and came behind Lin Yu cheekily.

"Brother Yu, you have to protect me, the opponent is too good at fighting, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

Fatty Wang said nervously.

"If you want to be afraid, just stay at our sealing talisman, it's safe there."

Lin Yu said.

"how about you?"

Fatty Wang blinked and asked.

"Me? Of course I scored in the past."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, and then walked leisurely to the other party's sealing talisman. The old god was waiting for the dragon eagle's ghost talisman.

Longying's strength was stronger than the three on the opposite side, and the first ghost was successfully collected by him into the ghost talisman.

After using a spell to take back the ghost talisman, Long Ying ran towards the seal talisman array of the chrysanthemum camp.

He had to get closer to accurately paste the ghost talisman to the center of the talisman array.

However, Longying underestimated the opponent's team strength.

The opponent's individual strength is not as strong as Longying, but together, they overtake Longying.

Under the double-teaming of the three of them, they almost let the other party snatch the ghost talisman away.

"Hi, Reporter Sun!"

A young man with a height of 1.8 meters followed Assistant Zhang out and greeted Reporter Sun.

The young man was slim, with a sharp-edged face, and he had the handsomeness of a sunny boy all over his body.

"Hi, Fang Jian."

Reporter Sun smiled back and greeted, this young man is the super ace healer of the Chrysanthemum Psychic Energy Hall.

The entire magazine believed that the Chrysanthemum Psychic Energy Hall would have the possibility to win the first place in this year's Healer Competition due to the appearance of Fang Jian.

So many reporters wanted to interview him specifically, but Reporter Sun had high qualifications and a wide network of contacts. In the end, he took down this popular ace spiritualist and took full responsibility for the interview.

"How much do you think the Fallen Leaf Psychic Hall can take away from you today?"

Reporter Sun looked at Fang Jian's face and asked.

"Well... if they don't replace the substitute Healer, they probably can score two points, but we can score twenty points."

Fang Jian smiled slightly on his handsome face, and said confidently.

"Hey, Fang Jian, how can you say such words to raise others' prestige?"

When Assistant Zhang heard this, he immediately became unhappy, and quickly shouted: "The other party is the Fallen Leaf Psychic Hall, the most hopeless guild hall, it is impossible to take two points from us, and they can't get a single point." Come down!"

Fang Jian just smiled and didn't speak.

In his opinion, that Dragon Eagle's strength is not just the ten soul fire shown on the surface, so it is still difficult for Zhang San and the others to prevent him from scoring.

But in the end the winner was his own side, because there was only one dragon eagle, and without the help of his teammates, his spells would be easily broken.

Casting spells consumes a lot of soul fire, but destroying spells is much simpler, so looking at it all together, Fang Jian came to his own conclusion.

"hateful!"

Long Ying dodged left and right, but he couldn't get rid of the harassment of Zhang San and others. Now he was too far away from the center of the opponent's talisman formation. With his talisman throwing skills, he was not sure of throwing it there.

"You are very good, but it's a pity that your teammates are pigs, so you are destined to lose this point, so let's give up obediently."

Zhang San harassed each other while making cold remarks.

"Go away!"

Long Ying was furious, raised his foot and kicked Zhang San in the abdomen.

"Too naive, thinking that with your attack alone, you want to repel the combination of the three of us?"

Zhang San sneered and didn't even dodge.

That kick was very powerful, blessed with seven soul powers, but Zhang San only had six soul fires, so he couldn't stop this kick, but he had two teammates.

"Spirit Transformation Curse!"

Li Si and Wang Wu cast spells with both hands, completely dispelling Long Ying's kick.

(End of this chapter)