Wang You cried and swears to say the handsome "end" with confidence, but slapped himself in the face.

Seeing Ibrahimovic's fierce attack, how could the opponent feel as if he was exhausted?

"Wait a moment--"

"Ibrahimovic is depressed again!"

"This time, I should be really exhausted, right?"

Ye Xunling was covered in wounds... After Ibrahimovic beat it up, he returned to his weak and exhausted appearance.

This change made Zhao Yan look at the contestant seat silently while trying to curse.

"This Ibrahimovic actually learned the move of a substitute, but after he had one quarter of his physical strength, his physical strength should have bottomed out this time."

Zhao Yan fell into deep thought and did not criticize Wang You who was defeated. However, Ibrahimovic's one-on-one match made Wuzhou No. 1 Middle School feel a little uncomfortable.

"Haha... I did not read this kid wrongly." Fang Yuan's three-game challenge made Yang Han's expression relax, and then looked at Zhao Yan provocatively.

At this moment, Pingcheng No. 1 Middle School finally got back to face, and instead, Wuzhou No. 1 Middle School has a little hot face.

"Feng Ziming, this time... no, Bai Qi, you go."

Zhao Yan calmed down and looked at the ace of their middle school, Bai Qi.

"If this continues, the main force will be consumed. Bai Qi, are you confident of solving the other party smoothly?"

"Of course." Bai Qi nodded.

For him, it was easy to deal with this Ibrahimovic. He had been waiting for the opportunity to play. Now, it was finally his turn.

Whether it was Ibrahimovic's speed, the spinning splash, or even the substitute moves, Bai Qi didn't care too much about it.

In the face of absolute suppression, these tricks have no use.

"Bai Qi..."

Cheng, Tang and Wang, who had lost before, felt relieved when they saw Bai Qi stand up. If Bai Qi can't win, then Wuzhou No. 1 Middle School will admit defeat directly.

When Bai Qi walked towards the venue, Wuzhou No. 1 Middle School cheered twice as loudly, which surprised Pingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

"Who is this person?"

Liu Le asked.

"It should be the captain of their school team." Teacher Bai Ning smiled.

"At that time, the captain was so popular."

Bai Qi's appearance was like Fang Yuan had lost. In terms of cheering momentum, Pingcheng No. 1 Middle School was really not good.

Yang Han stood up suddenly and said to Fang Yuan: "Win this game hard for me. After you win, you will be qualified!"

Fang Yuan on the field heard Yang Han's voice from the contestant Xi, and immediately smiled strongly and looked at Bai Qi, as if he was looking at a golden egg, and he really wanted to smash it open.

If you smash him, you will get the cultivation resources of shadow balls and reflective walls!

Bai Qi didn't like the look of Fang Yuan and Ibrahimovic looking at him. After frowned, he released the elf.

The next moment, a hot wind blew around out of thin air, and the elves who appeared on the field sprayed upwards of scorching flames, with a powerful aura!

The upward flame on the head, like its hair and the flame symbol on the abdomen, gives this elf a sense of dignity.

The temperature of the site increased, which made Fang Yuan look surprised, but he didn't expect to see such an elf.

"Duckbill Fire Dragon."

Duckbill Fire Dragon!

After seeing this elf, Yang Han, Director Wu, and Bai Ning all had a serious expression and began to guess Bai Qi's identity. This kind of elf living in the secret realm of volcano is very rare, and... the duck-billed fire dragon is not weak, and it was definitely only after laying a solid foundation.

Yang Han sat down and watched the game seriously, no longer putting pressure on Fang Yuan, so that he could concentrate on his opponent.

Such a duck-billed fire dragon is far more powerful than the elves Ibrahimovic dealt with just now.

"Duckbill Fire Dragon, flame vortex!!"

Under Bai Qi's order, the red platypus took a deep breath and swept out the flame vortex covering half of the field.

If Xiao Wenyu's coal turtle's flame vortex could have reached this scale during the cup of Xiaofeng, then he would not be so passive when facing Xu Jing's Casey.

The duck-billed fire dragon directly pressed against the flame vortex and pushed the flame vortex towards Ibrahimovic. In this case, no matter how fast Ibrahimovic is, he will be burned when he approaches the duck-billed fire dragon.

"Sure enough, this Ibrahimovic has not mastered the long-range moves yet." Zhao Yan smiled.

Ibrahimovic is already evil enough now, but fortunately... there are still some shortcomings.

Some shortcomings make Zhao Yan more accepting.

Apart from the Sha version of the Retaliation Shield, there is no one Ibrahimovic who can affect its moves without getting close to the Duck-billed Fire Dragon. Therefore, if Ibrahimovic does not want to be burned, he can only keep dodging and looking for opportunities.

However, with such a large place, Ibrahimovic will have no way out sooner or later!!

Yang Han's expression sank. His elf fire system was quite large, and he had a clear understanding of the power of this vortex of flame.

With Ibrahimovic's previous moves, it was difficult to fight this move. He couldn't help but shook his head and forget it. Fang Yuan had already done a good job to perform to this level.

Do you really expect him and Ibrahimovic to beat the whole game?

Yang Han thought so, but Fang Yuan had no intention of admitting defeat. Fang Yuan said simply:

"Front attack."

After seeing this vortex of flame, Fang Yuan knew that Ibrahimovic finally had the opportunity to show its limit.

This flame vortex is indeed very strong. The constantly rotating flame protects the duckbill fire dragon. It is used for attack and defense at the same time, similar to the counterattack shield, but it also has flaws!

Ibrahimovic masters more powerful moves and can directly break through!

"Bu Yi!!" Hearing Fang Yuan's order, Ibrahimovic looked serious. This was the fourth one. For Ibrahimovic, all the enemies in front of him were paper tigers that blocked him from playing with his mobile phone. They all had to be killed!

Emotional energy lingers all over the body and flows from the torso to the limbs. Ibrahimovic feels full of strength.

In the third stage of repaying kindness, Ibrahimovic used his first attempt to fight the enemy.

Swish!

The dust suddenly stirred up where Ibrahimovic stepped on, and it rushed towards the duck-billed fire dragon behind the vortex of flames!

"Are they crazy?"

Seeing Fang Yuan and Ibrahimovic intend to use a "lightning flash" to fight the flame vortex, the audience on either side were surprised.

Hit the stone with an egg?

Standing at Ibrahimovic's perspective, it should be that it is to hit the egg with stones. The power of the collision, supported by the speed of the flash of lightning, burst out a huge impact force. This force strengthened the energy layer that protected Ibrahimovic, and directly made Ibrahimovic open a big hole in the flame vortex in the face!!

This extremely destructive impact accurately penetrated the flame directly on the duck-billed fire dragon.

"vomit……"

As the belly sank, the duck-billed fire dragon looked at the flame vortex that was penetrated with a big hole in front of him. The huge pain in his abdomen made the duck-billed fire dragon spit out a fire thread. Then, its body was knocked out by this force, flew directly backwards out of the venue, and hit the guard wall of the audience.

Click...

A crack appeared on the wall.

After the duck-billed fire dragon landed, Fang Yuan said speechlessly: "This... shouldn't be compensated, right?"

"No need to compensate..." In the direction of Wuzhou No. 1 Middle School, professional trainer Zhao Yan's hands twitched on the railings, looking at Ibrahimovic in disbelief.

The duck-billed fire dragon trainer himself stood there, feeling a little unresponsive. What exactly happened?

The next moment, the entire Wuzhou No. 1 Middle School gymnasium became silent without any sound.

Fang Yuan scratched his head, but he didn't expect that the power of the repaying move would be so terrifying to the elves.

"It should be fine..."

Ibrahimovic slowly walked back to Fang Yuan's side, and Fang Yuan said, "Who is the next one to fight?"

"My Ibrahimovic, this time I really have only a little bit of physical strength."

Fang Yuan's voice, like the whisper of the Demon King, appeared in the ears of every member of the No. 1 Middle School Clan in Wuzhou...

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Chapter completed!