"Okay, let's not talk about it, I've already lit the fragrance, start quickly!" Yu Xiaogang said, "You both must do your best in this game, otherwise, there will be no breakfast in the next week!"

Hearing that there might be no breakfast, everyone became serious. Dai Mubai roared, the White Tiger Martial Soul possessed, and the third soul skill, the White Tiger King Transformation, was activated, and then he took the initiative to stand in front of the team.

Now Qi Ling does not use soul skills, and Dai Mubai has received Ning Rongrong's soul skills assistance, and he can compete with Qi Ling for a while.

Just as the two were fighting, Zhu Zhuqing attacked from behind Qi Ling like a ghost, and the Netherworld suddenly stabbed Qi Ling's vest, and was about to win the game in one fell swoop.

Qi Ling naturally would not be subdued by this simple plan. His body slightly shifted to one side, letting Zhu Zhuqing's thorns beneath his ribs, and then he fell backwards, "Arhat fell to the ground" with one move, successfully resolving the attacks of the two.

Zhu Zhuqing fell to the ground immediately after being hit by Qi Ling. Although she immediately stood up to maintain her posture, Qi Ling took the opportunity to escape from the two of them.

Dai Mubai wanted to chase, but was blocked by Zhu Zhuqing's body and lost the opportunity.

Although he was defeated, before Qi Ling could breathe a sigh of relief, new attacks had already come one after another!

After possessing the martial soul, Ma Hongjun ate Oscar's flying mushrooms, and suddenly seemed to have become a real birdman, flapping his wings and flew into the sky.

"Hehe, Boss Qi, take the call!" Ma Hongjun said, spitting out a flame from his mouth, which was his soul skill: Phoenix Fire Line.

Ma Hongjun's flame has extremely difficult attachment attributes. Once it is contaminated, it is extremely difficult to extinguish and can ignite out of thin air. Therefore, Qi Ling had to avoid the edge for a while, move quickly to avoid his flames.

With Ma Hongjun's current soul power, if Qi Ling was wearing the golden holy dragon armor, he could completely ignore his damage to him. However, without using his soul skills, Ma Hongjun became a powerful enemy that restricted him.

So Qi Ling had to deal with Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing while avoiding Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line. Three people, one main attacker, one auxiliary attacker, and one long range, which made Qi Ling feel a little headache.

"Brother Three, is the time right? Can I take action?" Xiao Wu asked Tang San excitedly, "Haha, I can't wait to surprise Brother Qi."

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu, you are the key to our victory, because among us, we can determine the outcome with one blow, only your throwing skills." Tang San said calmly, "Wait until I give you enough opportunities, you can take action!"

As a military advisor among several people, the reason why Tang San never used his blue silver grass to take action is to find the right opportunity!

Although Xiao Wu's throwing skills can determine the outcome with one blow, as long as Qi Ling is still standing on the ground, Xiao Wu's attack will not be successful.

So the opportunity Tang San is looking for is to let Qi Ling off the ground and lose the support of the earth! That is the best time for Xiao Wu to take action.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing naturally had already received a hint from Tang San, so while fighting with Qi Ling, they led him to the place designated by Tang San.

When Qi Ling stood on the land with his feet, Tang San said in his heart: "It's done!"

Then Qi Ling's blue silver grass martial soul was activated instantly. On the land under Qi Ling's feet, the lush blue silver grass instantly grew out and pushed Qi Ling into the air.

From the beginning of the battle, Tang San made this plan for everyone, planted the seeds of the blue silver grass here in advance, and tried every means to lead Qi Ling here.

This is naturally to create opportunities for Xiao Wu, because once Xiao Wu's throwing skills are activated, it is a chain attack that determines the outcome, which is a capability that others do not have.

The moment Qi Ling soared into the air, he also knew Tang San’s plan. Sure enough, Xiao Wu had already appeared behind Qi Ling in the next second, and his slender thighs clamped his neck.

"Hehe, Brother Qi, I'm sorry, we will win this victory!" Xiao Wu said, and activated his soul skill "waist bow" and threw Qi Ling directly to the ground.

What Xiao Wu used was her most proud fall skill, eight-stage fall! This is a fall skill that will not stop halfway through once it is used. It will last for eight-stage, and it is named after it.

Seeing Xiao Wu reaching the sky and throwing Qi Ling out with all his strength like a sandbag, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but look painful: "Miss San, you and Xiao Wu are very cruel. I don't know, I thought you had a grudge against Boss Qi."

"This is the rule set by the elder brother for us. If we fight, we must do our best, including murderous intent to launch an attack!" Tang San said.

"Brother said that this is to let us familiarize ourselves with the real battle in advance. If we still show mercy in the battle, then the only one who loses is ourselves!"

"Ah, this..." Ma Hongjun looked surprised, "I'm afraid only you brothers and sisters will have such a strange way of getting along!"

"Is that? I don't think anything strange." Tang San said to Qi Ling in the field, "Because no matter how serious we are, we have never officially defeated our elder brother once!"

Xiao Wu's wild and violent eight-stage fall finally stopped attacking after slamming Qi Ling from the sky and falling from the ground. She retreated lightly and jumped back into the formation.

"Xiao Wu, have you done too much?" Dai Mubai hesitated. Like the way he threw the slap just now, if he had no death, he would have been paralyzed.

But before Xiao Wu could speak, Zhu Zhuqing beside him said, "No, if he could get rid of him like this, he wouldn't be that person."

It seemed to be to verify Zhu Zhuqing's words, after she finished speaking, Qi Ling's body slowly moved, got up from the big pit on the ground, and slowly rubbed her neck.

Ma Hongjun looked at Qi Ling as if she was safe and had nothing to do, and her eyes almost glared: "I, I'll go, Boss Qi is fine? Are we fighting a human?"

In fact, Qi Ling can't say it's completely fine now. His whole body is also in pain. In order to protect his body, his muscles are even more sore. If he is done like this again, he may not be able to hold on.

After all, Xiao Wu's eight-stage falls, just like his own Balong Fist, are beyond their level of injury-bearing limit. They are all the ability to use the skills to determine the winner.

The reason why Qi Ling is fine is that the true dragon body he practiced has extremely strong defense and is enough to withstand such damage.

And another point is that the terrain here and the elastic soil ground helped Qi Ling absorb some of the power, causing the damage he suffered was far less terrifying than it seemed.

"Hu, Xiao Wu, have you heard a word?" Qi Ling patted the soil on his hair, "You can break your head, and your hairstyle should not be messy."
Chapter completed!