Chapter 28 Storm
Facing everyone's gaze, Feng Ling had no choice but to bite the bullet and wave at the camera with a smile.
Only after exiting the subway station did Feng Ling summon the Night Hidden Butterfly. As usual, he sat by the window, with the Night Hidden Butterfly in his arms staring out the window.
"Hidden?"
Suddenly, Yeyindie asked Fengling if she would not be able to take the bus with her if she became a little bigger.
Feng Ling didn't expect Ye Yin Die to ask this question. After thinking for a while, she said, "The Guild Center has a rule that spirit beasts that are too large are not allowed to be summoned in public facilities. But don't worry, when you evolve into Qi Xuan Die, you can still take the bus with me."
The size of the Qixuan butterfly is only slightly larger than that of the Yeyin butterfly.
After listening to Feng Ling's words, Ye Yindie nodded, squinted his eyes, felt the touch of his beastmaster, and continued to look out the window.
Feng Ling, sitting in the car, was still thinking about the freshman competition. As more and more people were eliminated, the opponents would become more and more difficult.
Relying on the randomly selected battle method, those lucky players should have been eliminated in the past two days.
Feng Ling returned to the dormitory and asked Ye Yindie what kind of energy meal she wanted as usual. She also took out an energy block and let Ye Yindie fill her stomach first.
The Night Hermit Butterfly has become accustomed to eating energy meals, although most of the time it eats whatever flavor Fengling prepares.
But after the competition or when Night Hidden Butterfly wants to eat something, Feng Ling will cook it for it.
Although there are still some energy blocks, Fengling is prepared to feed the Night Hidden Butterfly with energy blocks if there is no way to make energy meals.
Although Feng Ling is not so tight on money now, it is only for her own use. After all, the prices of spiritual beast-related products are generally inflated.
If Fengling eats energy blocks every day, it will be difficult for him to support the Night Hermit Butterflies.
The Night Hidden Butterfly ate the energy cube in one hand and used its wings to practice the poisonous phosphorus powder skill on a small box. It knew that its beastmaster was playing in a competition recently, but it was not used to returning to the spiritual space every time it took a ride.
After preparing an energy meal for Yeyindie, Fengling also went to the school cafeteria and ate while reading an electronic video of pickled mustard tubers.
At this time, someone tagged Feng Ling in the class group. Feng Ling didn't say much, so she clicked in and found that they were discussing the freshman competition.
Liu Yan: "I lost today too."
Zhang Xiaoming: “Me too.”
Li Yan: "Haha, today's opponent is still very strong."
Soft and soft: "I lost on the first day, but Fengling won, and even beat my opponent to submission today!"
other people:"!!!"
Li Lan: "If I remember correctly, the spirit beast of Feng Ling's contract is the Night Hidden Butterfly, right?"
Liu Yan: “Yes, that’s right! I remember it too”!
Zhang Xiaoming: "+1, why don't we just call the person out and ask him?"
After looking through it and finding out the reason why she was tagged, Feng Ling's mouth twitched unconsciously. Rumor, this is definitely a rumor!
Feng Ling: "It's fake, no, don't talk nonsense!"
Feng Ling: "The Crystal Duck on the other side was poisoned, so it surrendered!!!"
Li Yan: "So that's how it is. But Feng Ling, you are pretty amazing too."
Zhang Xiaoming: "Yes, you are the only one in the class who has contracted an insect-type spirit beast."
Liu Yan: "The only hope for the insect-type spirit beasts in the class?"
Feng Ling thought for a moment before replying, "By the way, where is Zhang Bohan? Why don't I see him?"
Li Yan: "He didn't participate in the freshman competition. It seems that he went to the secret realm with his brother."
Ruanmianmian: "Which secret place did you go to?"
Seeing them change the subject, Feng Ling heaved a sigh of relief. It was better not to put the hopes of the entire class of insects on her alone...
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This time, there were already some reporters at the entrance of the gymnasium in Diao Square, interviewing passers-by and players.
The later the contestants are, the stronger they are and the easier it is for others to remember them.
Feng Ling took a look and quietly disappeared into the crowd, avoiding the reporters and followed them into the gymnasium.
Because Feng Ling had seen other people's interviews on the Hotspot app before, their battle videos were all dug out and made into a collection. The more ruthless they said in front of the camera, the more miserable they lost in the battle. Feng Ling said that he didn't want to be one of them...
There are two games today, and tomorrow is the semi-final. I don't know if I can make it to the top ten.
After all, only the top ten will receive star coin rewards, and the others are just runners-up. Feng Ling watched the lottery on the big screen while praying silently in her heart, hoping that her luck would not be too bad.
After taking a look at the big screen and seeing that the number drawn was 73, Feng Ling came to the competition venue.
Maybe because they found a topic about Feng Ling last time, the host this time specifically explained the scene of Feng Ling: "This is our contestant No. 56 Feng Ling who used a mid-level insect spirit beast to beat her opponent into submission yesterday. Her opponent today is contestant No. 73 Duan Xiaoan who has a small flying falcon."
Ignoring what the host said, Feng Ling and the other party summoned their own spirit beasts at the same time. Looking at the other party's little falcon, although it was a falcon... Feng Ling looked at the head that looked like a pigeon and always felt that it was a bit out of place.
Following the referee's order, the opponent launched the attack first: "Storm."
Storm, flapping the wings to create a strong air flow, can disrupt the opponent's flight trajectory, and can also be regarded as a long-range collision skill.
As the little falcon pushed its wings backwards, a faint white light appeared on the edge of its wings, and then an invisible airflow rushed towards the Night-Hidden Butterfly.
After the Night Hidden Butterfly dodged, the opponent did not stop, but instead launched a continuous storm.
Feng Ling had no good solution for this. When the Night Hidden Butterfly was about to fail to escape, Feng Ling issued an order: "The wind blows, don't resist the airflow."
If you can't get close to the opponent, then let the opponent consume energy. After all, the energy of each spirit beast is limited. This is the best solution that Fengling Man can think of.
The Night Hidden Butterfly flapped its wings, and a stream of air was blown out with the wings. After a few months, the Night Hidden Butterfly's wind-raising skill had reached the minor level. Although it still did not cause much damage, the strong wind in the airflow was not so easy to defeat.
Although the Wind Rising skill was already a minor accomplishment, it was still no match for the Storm attack skill. After being hit by the Storm skill, which consumed most of its power, the Night Hidden Butterfly followed the Wind Chime's instructions.
“Yinyin!”
The Night Hermit Butterfly persisted and did not resist the force of the airflow. As the airflow dissipated, the Night Hermit Butterfly returned to the air.
Duan Xiaoan had already guessed that Feng Ling wanted to consume the energy of the little falcon. After all, the little falcon was still a primary spiritual beast.
Looking at the already tired little falcon, Duan Xiaoan thought for a moment and could only issue other instructions: "Peck, claw."
Feng Ling heard the opponent's command and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. If the opponent continued to storm, he would definitely run out of energy in the end. If they came to close combat now, Ye Yindie would be the one with the advantage.
However, Feng Ling did not dare to be careless. After all, the little falcon was still a perfect match for the night-hider butterfly. When the opponent flew over.
"The wind is blowing." Although the wind is not very powerful, it can disrupt the airflow and prevent the little falcon from approaching.
The little falcon, having consumed too much energy and strength, was indeed lifted into the air by the air current.
"Falcon!"
The little falcon cried in panic. After all, a bird losing the ability to fly in the sky would be as panicked as a fish leaving the water.
Feng Ling took advantage of the victory and commanded: "Continuous wind will be generated after the poisonous phosphorus powder, and don't let the little falcon keep its balance."