Miss Eight Series Summoner

Fengxi, you won't be proud of it for long.

Feng Xi noticed her cannibalistic gaze, and respectfully nodded at her, as if not feeling the hostility in her gaze.

The majestic referee came to the center of the game table and announced the players of the Holy Spirit Academy.

"Holy Spirit Academy is participating in the competition this time, Fengxi!"

Feng Xi walked to the stage indifferently, and the referee nodded secretly when he looked at her.

With such an extraordinary bearing of this person, no surprises, the future will become a great weapon.

"Min'er, you go." Yunhua instructor patted Dongfang Min'er on the shoulder, nodded again, giving her confidence.

Dongfang Min'er stepped onto the stage with full confidence.

From the audience, there was a sneer from the Fengxi side, "How courage does Dongfang Miner, the defeated general, have the courage to fight? I really admire it."

Dongfang Min'er paused and flicked an eye knife in the direction of the sound.

"Game start!"

As the referee's voice fell, Dongfang Min'er shot away in Fengxi's direction.

Today is the best time for her shame, she must not let it go.

A ball of water element more solid than before surrounds her.

"Fengxi, after I lost to you, I have been practicing hard. Today I will definitely win!" Dongfang Min'er looked serious.

"I'm waiting." Feng Xi is still faint.

Dongfang Min'er, after Fengxi entered her attack range, the water elemental ball around him slammed towards Fengxi.

Feng Xi stood there to meet her attack.

She raised her hands and prepared to condense the Thunder Elemental Ball to resist Dongfang Miner's Water Elemental Ball.

The water element ball hit her straight, and hit her without resistance.

Boos came from the scene.

It turned out that the water elemental ball hit Feng Xi's right shoulder, making Feng Xi back five or six steps.

Feng Xi rubbed her right shoulder with her left hand and looked at her right hand in shock.

what happened? Her Thunder Elemental Ball actually failed!

Fortunately, her physical defenses are pretty good, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

The cloud painting tutor sitting in the stands gave a smile, and the conversation with Qing Yao appeared in his mind.

"Then now, you can tell me about the specific effects of this medicine."

"Yes, Yunhua tutor, this medicine was obtained by a slave servant who once rescued a drowning young master by a river." Qing Yao stabilized her mind and began to speak slowly.

"At that time, there was nothing else on him, only the porcelain bottle containing the medicine was not soaked in water. I still remember the little young master..." Qing Yao was full of enthusiasm when talking about the little young master.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, what exactly is the effect of this medicine?" Yunhua instructor frowned impatiently, and the smiling face that had just overflowed on Qing Yao's face was instantly scared back.

"I heard that young master said that this medicine can make people lose their spiritual power for a period of time." Qing Yao raised her head and glanced at the teacher Yunhua, and said intermittently.

"Lost spiritual power?" The Yunhua tutor, who had no hope for Qing Yao, raised his head and became interested. For Feng Xi's kind of heavenly pride, if he loses his spiritual power, hehe, it is tantamount to being disabled.

"It's loss of spiritual power, but it's just a period of time, once time passes..."

"As long as you can survive tomorrow's game, it's fine." Yunhua's tutor sneered, "What are you going to do? How do you give Fengxi this medicine?"

"The servant girl is acquainted with Birouer, who is cooking for the team members. Tonight I will excuse to cook for her and find a way to put the medicine into her dinner."