Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

"Whew, it's dangerous, it's dangerous!" Wen Fan dared to poke his head out to see the situation when he saw that the spell was released.

He had already expected this situation, in case Bai Yu was not good at fooling and did not move his hand without saying a word, then he must still use his most commonly used spell "Dustless Land".

The reason why Wen Fan sat cross-legged on the ground was firstly, to give people a confident and resolute impression and unfathomable, and more importantly, once Bai Tianyu made a move, he could use a shield to block his entire body while sitting cross-legged.

In Bai Yu's astonished gaze, Wen Fan stood up and pulled out the shield that was stuck in the ground.

Shaking his somewhat sore arm, Wen Fan said sullenly: "Spicy Tiansai, are you

Payne?" ???" Bai Baiyu looked puzzled: "Who is Payne?"

Wen Fan didn't reply, changed the shield to his left hand, and once again put his right hand in his pocket and groped.

Holding the golden hoop stick with gloves in his pocket, Wen Fan looked at Zuo Huaibi's position again, and he hadn't come back yet.

"Godmaster, it's not that I don't listen to your arrangement, I won't take out the golden hoop stick again, I lose a small matter, and I really can't drag on the time. Wen Fan muttered to himself in his heart.

Directly take out a baton-sized golden hoop stick, holding a shield in one hand and a baton in the other.

"Please put away your stick immediately!" The referee who jumped out of the field jumped back at some point, and when he saw Wen Fan take out the stick that Zuo Huaibi was forbidden to use, he immediately shouted sternly: "The mayor prohibits the use of it, once the regulations are violated, it will be directly punished!"

Wen Fan glanced at the referee and said lightly: "The mayor only said that it is not allowed to destroy the venue, and it is not allowed to be used in the battle with He Shun, when did he say that it was permanently banned?" I'm a creator, I don't take props, I take off my pants and go up to get a barren pump?"

Wen Fan will only announce the start and end of the exam, and he will be the first to run when he encounters danger, and he will not have much affection for the referee who treats the students differently, and the referee who choked directly had an expression like eating.

"But the mayor ... What

else did the referee say, Wen Fan interrupted directly: "You go and ask him, as long as the mayor says that he will disqualify me, I will admit defeat without saying a word." The

referee looked at the unoccupied VIP seat and hesitated.

Wen Fan just knows that Zuo Huaibi is not there so fearless, if Zuo Huaibi comes back and really sentences himself for violating the rules, then Wen Fan will not play directly, what do you like.

And Wen Fan can be sure that even if Zuo Huaibi is on the scene, he won't say anything, after all, he faced He Shun before, and now he is facing Bai Baiyu, and the two are not students of the same level at all.

Zuo Huaibi didn't let himself use the golden hoop stick just to let himself delay time, but he didn't take out the gold hoop stick and dragged a woolen yarn.

Seeing that the referee stopped talking, Wen Fan didn't care about him, and with a flick of his hand, the golden hoop stick instantly stretched to the edge of the ring, and it swept over the frightened referee. The referee shrank his neck and took two steps back.

It's no wonder that the green-robed referee is so cowardly, the weight of this stick is estimated to be at least 10,000 catties or more, rubbing it is an injury, touching it is death, but you don't dare to approach.

Bai Baiyu didn't have any idea about Wen Fan taking out the golden hoop stick, it was natural for the creator to use props, and it was natural for the mage to use spells, and it was just up to their abilities.

"Pathetic!" Wen Fan sighed: "I have seen too many students like you who have no ideas of their own, and you can still maintain the aura of genius during school, and once you go to society, you will be like a corpse walking with everyone." "

Since I can't wake you up, then I'll wake you up!" Wen Fan held the stick in one hand and raised it to the sky to make a percussion shape: "Eat my old Wen's stick!"

After speaking, the nearly 100-meter-long golden hoop stick fell from the sky, although it looked slender, but the real weight could not make anyone underestimate its power.

Bai Bai Yu's face was also condensed, and he knew that he couldn't stop this strange stick with the "Dustless Land", but it was definitely too late to dodge, so he raised his right hand, opened his palm in Wen Fan's direction, and quickly spoke: "Gather dust to draw away!" This

is the first time Wen Fan has seen Bai Tianyu use the second spell other than the "Dustless Land", including the audience. No one knew what this spell did.

Wen Fan waved the stick and originally only wanted to scare Bai Baiyu away, or sweep out of the ring, but he didn't want to kill him with a stick.

After Bai Baiyu used the second method, Wen Fan only felt that the center of gravity of his body was unstable, and all the cells in his body, every drop of blood, every hair, and every piece of skin, were sucked away in the direction of Bai Baiyu.

The body suddenly lost its center of gravity and flew towards Bai Yu, and the golden hoop stick in his hand also waved to the side indiscriminately because of the unstable center of gravity. Swept in front of the referee several times. Listening to the sound of the "whirring" breaking wind, the referee swallowed his saliva, and regardless of other people's opinions, he jumped out of the ring again.

Wen Fan was very angry at this time, although his body flew towards Bai Yu quickly, he scolded: "You said you are not

Payne!" "I said I don't know who Payne is!"

Bai Baiyu replied, his body trying his best to keep the spell stable.

Sucking Wen Fan is nothing, it's just that Wen Fan is holding a golden hoop stick in his hand, Bai Bai Yu has to try his best to avoid it, once the target locks on the golden hoop stick, then his mana may be drained instantly.

There is also that strange shield, I originally thought it was just excellent defense, but I didn't expect to block my "dust-free land", even if it blocked my "dust-free land", my "dust gathering body" sucked on it like a mud cow into the sea, and there was no half reaction.

Therefore, during the day, Yu should try to control the suction target and range, and there can be no mistakes.

Wen Fan couldn't resist this suction, and his body lost control again, and he was sucked five meters away from Bai Baiyu in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Fan shortened the golden hoop stick, and was about to stabilize his body and use the golden hoop stick to push Bai Bai Yu out of the field, when he heard Bai Bai Yu speak again: "Dustless land

!" "Grass!"

Wen Fan scolded.

As a result, Wen Fan, who was quickly pulled in front of Bai Baiyu, had no time to stop his body under the action of inertia, and was pushed away by a strong repulsive force.

The pinching of the two forces, one in front and one in the back, made Wen Fan's chest feel stuffy, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

This is the first time Wen Fan has been injured in the ring, and the audience and candidates present are also watching the blood, this is the battle of a mage!

Fortunately, the shield of the American team has offset part of the repulsion, so that Wen Fan will not be unconscious on the spot under the violent impact. But this repulsion still pushed Wen Fan away, and the destination was the off-field.

Wen Fan was also quite annoyed, he would have to cringe when he played a game, if he wasn't afraid of shocking the four seats, Wen Fan would have already worn a mark armor and smashed it with a stick with a golden hoop stick.

However, the end is that Bai Baiyu dies, Wen Fan loses the game, and he will be spurned and imprisoned at the same time, and no one can protect him.

Wen Fan shook his head in mid-air and threw these thoughts away, for now, he had to stay on the field first, otherwise everything would be.

Shortening the golden hoop rod and aiming it downwards at the ground of the ring, the thought flashed, and the golden hoop rod quickly stretched towards the ground like a spring, and drove into the ground like an iron nail.

The moment it touched the ground, the direction of Wen Fan's hand also stretched out at the same time, and this time it smashed directly on Wen Fan's stomach.

"I'm Nima!"

In this way, the golden hoop stick continued to stretch out and carry Wen Fan towards the sky.

Bai Baiyu: "。。。。。。 Audience

: "。。。。。。

At this time, the ring that was cleaned by Bai Tianyu using the "Dustless Land" on the field was extremely clean, and the referee was secretly glad that he had left the ring early.

There was only one stick left in the ring except for Bai Baiyu, a stick with no end in sight.

One end is connected to the ground and the other end is connected to the sky, as if it grew out of the ground, reaching into the sky.

And Wen Fan also disappeared into the clouds and disappeared.