Miss Eight Series Summoner

How could Feng Xi be Dongfang Min'er's opponent without his spiritual power?

The tutor Yunhua narrowed his lips with a smile and watched the game in the field.

Feng Xi hurriedly adjusted his state and tried to condense his spiritual power several times, but there was still no response.

Bailigu Youxue and others in the audience were also in a hurry.

Feng Xi closed her eyes and thought about ways. Dongfang Min'er, who was opposite, saw that when she opened her eyes again, the sparkling light in her eyes was breathtaking.

It made Dongfang Min'er feel that even if she lost her spiritual power, she herself did not have the strength to defeat her.

Feng Xi calmly took out the brilliant silver whip wrapped around her waist, and looked at Dongfang Min'er opposite with cold expression.

Now her spiritual power can't be used, but this game will not end, she must use other methods to defeat Dongfang Miner.

It seems that she must attack first in this game.

Although Dongfang Min'er trembled in her heart, she pretended to be calm and disdainful, "Hmph, I will never lose today. I will definitely ask you to kneel on the ground and beg me for mercy."

Dongfang Min'er smiled brilliantly, as if he was certain to defeat Fengxi.

Fengxi is naturally not stupid, and his mouth agrees, "Is it? Then try it." He immediately seized the opportunity in his hand, and with a wave of the silver whip, he slashed towards the smug Dongfang Min'er.

When Dongfang Min'er reacted, it was too late, the silver whip split the air straight, leaving a perfect arc in the air, and then fell towards Dongfang Min'er.

Dongfang Min'er, who was caught off guard, completely forgot to use his spiritual power to block, and just hurriedly backed away. Even so, his left hand was hit by the silver whip, leaving a touching scar.

Due to the rapid retreat and the effect of inertia, Dongfang Min'er could not control it for a while and rushed straight down the stage.

Upon seeing this, Baili Youxue and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although Fengxi could not use spiritual power, but fortunately Fengxi was able to face it calmly, seizing the pride of Dongfang Miner, and taking the opportunity to move her to the stage. Next, it seems that Feng Xi doesn't have to worry about this game.

On the other side, the teacher Yunhua held the teacup tightly in his hand, and a gloomy heron flashed in his eyes. This Dongfang Min'er was really useless, Fengxi was in such a field, and even one face was about to step down.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of Dongfang Min'er on the stage, and he quickly used the water element to form a ball to hit the place, and Dongfang Min'er instantly returned to the stage with the reaction force of the water element shooting to the place.

Facing the sudden change in form, the cloud painting tutor in the stands stretched his brows, but Baili Youxue and others became nervous again.

After returning to the stage and standing firmly, Dongfang Min'er roared frantically, "Hmph, I said I would never lose."

A large number of water elements surrounded Dongfang Min'er, quickly condensed into a ball and flew towards the wind. Seeing the element ball getting closer and closer to the wind, a trace of madness flashed in Dongfang Min'er's eyes, "You give me death."

Seeing this, Feng Xi stepped back and retreated to the edge of the stage, looking at the powerful and surging element ball, Feng Xi was inevitable, and she had to wave the silver whip, and the silver whip hit the ground. It made a sound, then twisted into a spiral shape, quickly entangled the element ball.

Although the elemental ball was entangled by the silver whip, it only prevented it from hitting the wind, and its power was indeed undiminished, and it slowly approached the wind.

Upon seeing this, Feng Xi twisted her wrist slightly and swung the silver whip. The silver whip quickly released the element ball. Feng Xi also grasped the opportunity, tapped his toes and jumped behind the element ball.