With the end of the first round of Martin's semi-finals, the audience instantly became much colder.

Although all the white people were exposed, the remaining people of color got along very well with Martin's gathering.

"drop!!!"

The referee blew the whistle, and Yang Mo and Khaki, who were standing on both sides of the battlefield, took action in an instant.

"The Fire Lion uses a loud sound!" He threw out the elf ball, and Khaki shouted and directed his elf to attack.

"Roar~~~~"

The huge roar was filled with sound waves that condensed into substance, just like a lion's roar, and it was fired from the mouth of the fire lion.

After closing his eyes, Yang Mo's mental power instantly condensed a huge protective cover in front of him and himself.

The protective cover can only block for a while, but this little time is enough.

Controlling his mental power, Yang Mo assisted Mu Muxiao in controlling the ghost-type energy that was like a tide.

The ghost-type energy surrounds Mu Muxiao, and without asking for full force to explode, Yang Mo controlled this force within Mu Muxiao's tolerance.

Looking at Yang Mo and the strange Mu Muxiao who were covered by a protective cover, Khaki's face looked grim.

He comforted the fire lion beside him. He was not a fool with developed limbs and simple minds. He calmed down and thought about how to attack.

With Yang Mo's assistance, Mu Muxiao dressed himself with ghost-type energy.

If you travel through two worlds at will, it would be difficult for ordinary ghost-type elves to do this without the talent of Mumuxiao.

Seeing Khaki's gaze gradually shifting to him, Yang Mo only felt the back of his head numb, and this guy was staring at him.

Although blacks are discriminated against and oppressed due to various factors, they actually have privileges that ordinary people do not have in the regular court, such as beating trainers.

Compared with other regions, southern cities and even the entire African continent have always maintained a wild fighting atmosphere.

Not only elves are known for their fierce martial arts, but every trainer is also an excellent battle. In their eyes, elves are comrades who can entrust their backs.

Therefore, in Africa and southern cities of the SAR, it is common for trainers to come forward to fight with the elves in close combat.

The game stipulates that elves are not allowed to attack trainers, but what these guys are best at is to let elves help themselves attack their opponents directly.

Looking at the Huoyan Lion and Khaki rushing towards him, Yang Mo was calculating the way to retreat.

Although I have superpowers, I can't beat the khaki with Fire Lion progress assistance.

Mu Muxiao responded to Yang Mo's command and was hovering in the sky, trying to find the opportunity to attack.

Fortunately, Yang Mo usually accompanied Mumuxiao to train, and his physical fitness is not bad.

Although running around on the field is very unimportant, it is at least better than being beaten.

"I'm unlucky when I meet you guys." Looking at the Khaki and Huo Yanshi who were chasing him, Yang Mo secretly complained in his heart.

The mental power enveloped the entire arena. Yang Mo knew that his physical strength was limited, so it was not a solution to keep running like this.

Khaki and the Fire Lion charge side by side. If Mumu Owl attacks, it will inevitably affect Khaki.

To solve this battle, Yang Mo knew that he had to separate the khaki from its fire lion first.

And Yang Mo knew very well that the Fire Lion has been controlling its own speed now in order to guard against the Mumu Owl in the air.

Once you let Mumu Owl attack, then a brilliant flame will be greeted by Mumu Owl.

No matter how strange the ghost-type elves are, just like Obito's body, if they want to attack, their body must remain in the real world.

The five-minute chase battle made Yang Mo feel sore all over his body.

The khaki speed on the opposite side was also slightly slowed down, but this consumption was not worth mentioning for the Fire Lion.

It was time. When the distance between the Fire Lion and the Khaki was slightly widened a little, the shadow of Mu Mu Owl left in the air instantly changed back to his true body.

With his wings flapping, Mumu Owl stimulated the energy of Lochia's feathers, and the violent whirlwind instantly rolled up on the field.

The power on Mu Muxiao, shrouded in ghostly energy, burst out, and a biting aura merged into the violent hurricane.

Although the strange wind contains the word "wind", it is actually just an airflow generated by the condensed ghost energy.

The reason why I feel the coldness is because this ball of energy will take away the life breath of the attacked person.

The most obvious situation of the lack of life energy is the drop in body temperature. Generally speaking, this skill is not very powerful. Even if humans are affected by this skill, they just feel a gust of cold wind blowing.

Inspiring the energy of the Lochia feathers, a whirlwind rolled up on the field. With the help of Yang Mo's mental power, Mu Muxiao injected his own ghost-type energy into the storm on the field.

Accompanied by this soul breath, the spiral storm was whistling like a wailing sound of evil spirits.

Looking at the fire lion completely shrouded by the storm, the khaki was not afraid and was about to rush into the sweeping storm.

The storm isolated the connection between the Fire Lion and the Khaki, and Yang Mo's mental power also exploded, firmly controlling the Khaki in place.

"You just wait in this barrier until the game is over." Looking at the Khaki in front of you, Yang Mo's thoughts came to Mu Muxiao's side.

In the storm filled with ghost energy, the fire lion burst out with roar. It could feel that its physical strength was lost very quickly in this storm.

"Roar~~"

With the roar of the fire lion's roar, the temperature in its body rose steadily under the influence of the fanatical fire energy.

Outside the storm, it seemed to be responding to the roar of the ignited lion, and the khaki hit the invisible barrier in front of them again and again.

After boxing with all his strength again and again, he felt the pain in his fist, and his hands were not injured at all.

Yang Mo was not worried that Khaki would break through his limitations. After all, he did not waste his energy to really create a mental barrier to block Khaki.

Mental power affects the nerve tissue of Khaki. As long as its body is convinced that there is an invisible barrier in front of this body, then Khaki will never be able to break through anyway.

Just like the illusion in Naruto, unless there are other more intense stimulations that allow the khaki to break through the mental control, he will not be able to break through this invisible prison.

At this time, violent flames burst out in the center of the storm, but these are meaningless.

Mumu Owl hovered in the sky, stabilizing his energy with the help of Yang Mo. The storm danced with its heart, and the violently rising flames were finally destroyed by the storm.

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Chapter completed!