He was also counting in his heart: "Three points is the turning point... Only when the Kuru Wild Wolves score three points first, will they use the art of exorcising wolves and killing Confucians..."

He believed what he saw.

He believed what he heard even more.

He turned his gaze to Mo Longsheng, and from the corner of his eye he saw a happy smile on Kuzhu's face.

I just don't know who she is happy for.

The Kuru Wild Wolves scored first and gained the right to kick the ball.

Zhao Wuxie stood at the closest distance to the water area early on, and specially arranged for a player with the most solid skills to kick off the ball.

Our team, Tianxia, ​​seemed to have figured out their intentions early on, and also arranged for three team members to attack Zhao Wuxie in the water area.

The others lined up in an arrow formation in the path of Zhao Wuxie's attack.

After the kick-off, Zhao Wuxie grabbed the sick man as expected, with the sole of his foot a little bit.

The water flooded the sick ghost, and the fire quickly disappeared, leaving only a thin fire coat.

The purple thunder and lightning of the sick ghost crawled towards Zhao Wuxie's limbs and head like an ivy clinging to the root of the wall.

Zhao Wuxie was neither alarmed nor panicked. He shoveled hard with his feet and hit the three opponents who blocked him in the water area like heavy hammers.

I don’t know where she got the strength of flesh and blood.

This kick directly knocked one person away. Even if the other person asked Ru Bian to use his heavenly power, he was caught off guard.

This man fell to the ground, and the encirclement of the three men was immediately broken.

Like a gust of wind, she rushed towards the opponent's base camp with her sick ghost behind her, followed by all her teammates.

Everyone is aiming at an opponent and intends to fight with them to gain room for Zhao Wuxie to move.

There is no doubt that with the cooperation of her teammates and Zhao Wuxie's skillful operation, she finally reached the opponent's goal line with ease and familiarity.

But there is still an obstacle in front of him, the opponent's captain.

The number four on his chest pierced his eyes, making Zhao Wuxie hesitate.

But who would have expected that the other party would actually feint, allowing Zhao Wuxie to pass easily, and the chance for her to shoot through the door of the house came again.

Without any hesitation, she seized the opportunity and made the final move.

The sick ghost rushed towards the door of the house like a gust of wind and smashed it in safely.

The people were even more uproar.

The comparison of strength is as different as heaven and earth, and our team, Tianxia, ​​has no power to resist.

"Kuru Wild Wolves scored twice... scored two points..." Mo Longsheng's words are always so pleasing to the eye.

Wen Donglai became increasingly anxious and kept mumbling the same words as Zhao Wuxie.

"One point left...one point..."

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"Haha, the Xueluo three-point contest is still good, the Kuru Wild Wolves scored three points..."

Mo Longsheng howled out this sentence with a full voice.

Three points is a small victory, six points is a big win, and nine points is a decisive victory.

The Kuru Wild Wolves scored three points first, which was a small victory.

All the live shots projected on the curtain were turned towards the cheering audience, but not a single shot was left of Wolf Yuan Shang.

But for Wen Donglai, three points was the decisive victory.

Wen Donglai stopped squatting. He quickly stood up and walked to the position closest to the sideline of Langyuan, eager to see clearly the situation inside Langyuan with his own eyes.

The referee, who was standing in the center of Langyuan and overlooking the situation, immediately pointed at him and signaled him to retreat immediately and not to interfere with the game.

Wen Donglai looked embarrassed and immediately retreated.

He gently rubbed the corners of his eyes, and what he saw immediately entered the world of Qi.

He stared at Zhao Wuxie intently and put all his energy on her body.

His perspective immediately changed to that of Zhao Wuxie.

At this time, Zhao Wuxie seemed to have lost the ability to blink. Even though the corners of his eyes were sore, he was still staring at the Our Lord World Team opposite.

The other members of the Kuru Wild Wolves team hugged each other excitedly.

With limited manpower alone, he actually managed to get a small victory ahead of his opponent.

At this time, their hearts were a little empty.

The captain opposite, wearing No. 4 athletic uniform, winked to the left and right.

Everyone in our main world team began to move closer together with the captain as the center.

"Hey, what are they doing?"

"Losing by three points, maybe we are changing our strategy."

"What are you afraid of? If we use our human power against their heavenly power, we can get three points. If we borrow heavenly power from Confucianism, wouldn't we be able to press them to the ground and rub them against each other?"

Zhao Wuxie couldn't figure out what they were doing.

But Wen Donglai's complexion outside Langyuan suddenly changed, and he murmured one sentence: "Changed... changed..."

In the world of qi, the earth qi floating above the heads of all the members of our team, like giant gods, became entangled with each other as they came closer.

From a distance, it looks like they are devouring each other.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge air ball that covered half of the Wolf Plains. A wisp of air floated out of this air ball and aroused the sick ghosts on the ground.

The purple and red Qi on the sick ghost's body revived as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

He started sucking in the huge air ball crazily, and the outline of his body doubled in size in the blink of an eye, from the size of a football to the size of a washbasin.

"Using Confucianism to sacrifice the power of heaven to the heavenly wolf...hum...what was supposed to come has come."

Wen Donglai sighed quietly: "Is it worth making such a sacrifice to escape from the prison in Kuru Town?"

This has lost the fair spirit and fun purpose of a competitive game.

This is completely a life-and-death struggle.

Suddenly, a sweet voice came into my ears: "Good Lord, Confucianism and eccentricity are being formed... they are being formed, and the category sequence cannot be determined for the time being."

Wen Donglai narrowed his eyes slightly and said in shock: "You mean them?"

He was well aware of the horror of Confucianism's weirdness, and upon hearing this, he was about to ask how to interrupt the formation.

Yu Xinshu said: "No, in the audience."

The heart that Wen Donglai had just raised was forcibly raised a few inches more.

At Yu Xinshu's prompt, he turned to look at the audience, and his eyes happened to be focused on Mo Longsheng.

He saw Kuzhu standing behind Mo Longsheng smiling at him, her smile was extremely sweet.

He smiled back, but as soon as he smiled, all the muscles on his face froze.

"Blood line!" His expression was as uncomfortable as eating a lump of soybean.

A faint line of blood stretched out from the sole of Kuzhu's foot.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it began to crawl toward Wolf Plains along the grid lines on the earth chessboard, and then became entangled with the purple and red earth energy around the sick ghost's body.

Wen Donglai felt a pain in his heart and looked at Kuzhu in confusion.

But Kuzhu still looked at him with a smile, maybe she thought that Wen Donglai didn't know anything.

"Idiot, what are you still doing standing here?"

Jun Qing swiped Wen Donglai's buttocks hard with the dragon's tail. He stumbled. If his lower body wasn't stable enough, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

"Yes, stop her."

Wen Donglai woke up with a start, no longer paying attention to the developments in Langyuan, and rushed towards the audience like crazy.

When Ku Zhu saw him rushing toward the auditorium, his expression changed, and he slowly backed away, finally disappearing into the crowd.

Wen Donglai was only a hundred meters away from the auditorium, and when he rushed up, she could no longer be found.

He was anxious in his heart and knew that he could not mess up his position at this time.

"There are still clues, blood lines..."

His eyes wandered, staring at the earth, relying on the blood lines on the earth's chessboard to search for Kuzhu's whereabouts.
Chapter completed!