Chapter 10 Blame the Opponent for Not Being Strong Enough
While Liu Mang was resting, he carefully reviewed the battle with Huang Yan just now.
It is true that the main reason for the failure of Huang Yan and Erlang Shen was that they lost Jingzhou carelessly.
However, this cannot eliminate the powerful fighting power of Black and White.
Liu Mang clearly remembered that the two ghost masters used their own skills as soon as they came up. Fan Wujiu's was Soul Seizing and Xie Bian's was Corpse Poison.
This is not the natal spiritual skill of the possessed gods, because these two ghost masters are not Liu Mang's possessed gods, but the first pair of guardian ghosts summoned by the gate of the underworld.
From this, Liu Mang was surprised to find that the ghost clan he summoned had powerful skills of his own.
He wanted to understand this and couldn't help but feel excited.
Currently, most of the students in the training hall are trainee spirit masters. No matter how high the status of the spirit that awakens the possessed spirit is, or how powerful the original strength is, in fact, due to the blood fusion with the possessed spirit, If the ratio is less than 10%, then the strength that the gods can exert is naturally lower than this ratio.
As for natal spiritual skills, some people have them, and some people don't.
Even if there is, it is just one.
In this case, wouldn't Black and White Impermanence with skills be ridiculously strong?
But, no matter how strong or excellent, without the energy provided, it is just a showpiece, just like the previous battle against Niu Kexin, who was restrained by He Xiangu's lotus barrier. Didn't the two ghost masters scold Liu Mang for this?
Because of this, Liu Mang planned to ask Wang Hongmin for help and asked to borrow the spirit stone.
He had thought about it. If there were no big differences in his calculations, wouldn't it be possible to enter the quarter-finals, semi-finals, finals, and win the championship all at once?
Faced with the huge temptation of the champion's full 100 low-grade spiritual stones, Liu Mang simply couldn't resist.
As long as I can fulfill my wish, I can definitely repay the borrowed spirit stones, even if I double them.
Wang Hongmin heard Liu Mang's inquiry and took out a spirit stone from his pocket without hesitation: "Take it and behave well!"
"Thank you, teacher! Don't worry, when I get the reward, I will give it back to you in double the amount."
"No need. I told you, the teacher doesn't care about your rewards. Play the game well and don't let me down."
Wang Hongmin was holding a sigh of relief in his chest. He thought of Min Lulei's cold face and wished Liu Mang could give him more air.
If I can win the championship, I will definitely make the principal feel sick.
The round of 16 began soon, and Liu Mang stood on the ring with confidence in his hand, holding the spirit stone.
His opponent was Chen Hao from Class 3. As soon as he came up, a purple spiritual light array lit up, and a graceful immortal stood in front of him.
This immortal holds a flute in his hand and looks happy. He is none other than Han Xiangzi, one of the Eight Immortals.
Chen Hao grinned and said: "First of all, I want to express my gratitude to you. Huang Yan has been eliminated. This is great news for everyone. Secondly, I want to express my apology to you. Top eight, I am determined!" "
However, when Han Xiangzi was about to put the flute to his mouth and activate a certain skill, Liu Mang didn't say a word nonsense. Black and white came out of the gate of the underworld. With the aura provided by the spirit stone, he followed the same method and used the corpse rot poison. Add the soul-stirring, and then use the mourning stick to whip hard.
Even Erlangshen's body couldn't bear these three axes, let alone Han Xiangzi's small physique.
The result was that Han Xiangzi didn't play a single syllable, was pulled out of the ring, and disappeared with a bang while still flying in the air.
Chen Hao was even worse. He vomited three large mouthfuls of blood in a row and was much more seriously injured than Huang Yan.
Another instant victory!
Liu Mang bowed gratefully to Black and White and took back the gate of the underworld.
"Teacher, can you announce the results?"
The referee teacher who was slightly stunned at the side heard Liu Mang's reminder. He squinted at him seriously and then said calmly: "The game is over, Class 4 Liu Mang wins."
By this time, many teachers and students watching the battle were more active.
I'm sorry, this Liu Mang is suspected of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
After defeating Huang Yan in the last game, everyone believed that he relied on a shameless sneak attack and Huang Yan's misstep to achieve a miraculous comeback.
But in this case, Han Xiangzi was well prepared, and Chen Hao was not arrogant, but he was still defeated in the same attack mode.
This shows that Liu Mang and Shuanggui are really capable.
However, some people still have reservations.
After all, Chen Hao is just a blue spiritual light array, and Han Xiangzi is not a powerful fighting type of protoss, so it may not be possible for him to be restrained by the twin ghosts.
But no matter what, Liu Mang did win and made great strides into the guaranteed quarterfinals that he had expected.
Wang Hongmin greeted Liu Mang and gave him a big hug.
The exchange competition has reached this stage, and among the entire Class 4, Liu Mang is the only one left, carrying all Wang Hongmin's hopes.
As a class teacher, he feels honored and eager to witness that his students can go further.
"Teacher Wang, I may want to borrow another spiritual stone from you."
"What can I borrow? Take it away!"
Spiritual stones are truly valuable, but the relationship between master and disciple is even more valuable.
Wang Hongmin didn't care about his little wealth, wasn't he just the third low-grade spiritual stone? There was nothing to care about.
He asked Liu Mang to rest quickly, while he sat aside, folding his arms, looking down at Min Lulei in the distance.
He didn't plan to go to the principal to intercede anymore. Wang Hongmin had finally figured it out. The other party had already made up his mind to prevent his students from getting ahead.
However, Wang Hongmin had other plans. Although he was a teacher, he had some connections.
The most important thing now is for Liu Mang to continue to strive for success and see how far he can go.
So, at this moment, he was keeping an eye on all directions and listening to all directions, taking in the battles in other arenas and collecting information about potential opponents in advance.
After the draw for the quarterfinals, Liu Mang took the stage again.
At this point, no one would look down on anyone without thinking.
The other side was a demon beast, and it roared as soon as it appeared.
But Heibai Wuchang would not indulge the other side, and he harvested it with three axes and easily got it done.
"Boy, we will get tired of this kind of food all the time."
"That's right, can you come up with something that you like next time, at least the level of Erlang Shen."
Heibai Wuchang seemed not very satisfied with the level of their opponents, and each left a sarcastic remark, and then disappeared with the gate of the underworld.
"Blame me!"
Liu Mang spread his hands, it was obviously the opponent's gods who were not strong enough.
After the quarterfinals, the semifinals began.
Wang Hongmin fed a game with a spirit stone, and watched Liu Mang's two ghosts invincible, and unexpectedly made it to the finals.
At this time, there was no need to draw lots, and the two opponents locked each other.
Wang Hongmin first stuffed a spirit stone into Liu Mang, and then helped him relax his shoulders and pat his back: "Don't be nervous! Don't be nervous! It's come to this point, you have to believe in yourself!"
Liu Mang was not nervous at first, he fully trusted the strength of the Black and White Impermanence.
But after Wang Hongmin did this, his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.
"Teacher Wang, can you calm down for a while?"