Seeing their opponents fighting and making noise, the students of dead soul college said they were under great pressure.

Let's not say that the students of the College of the dead, even the spectators on the sidelines of the game are stimulated by the happy atmosphere of the ChiYan team.

The ChiYan team has performed well in the previous battle, which can be said to be enough to compare with the royal college team with the highest attention. However, in the previous match, their performance was quite regular. They started the match, went after the match, and there was no special reaction.

However, when they meet such a special rule of the game, the attitude they show is so amazing.

The audience may not be surprised if we change to a team of experienced soldiers.

However, the ChiYan team is full of underage youths, let alone experienced a bloody battle. I don't think it even killed a chicken.

But such a team shows more composure than any other team.

Say calm, that's a very face, they are simply to visit good!

The originally depressed atmosphere was obviously relieved under the unreliability of the ChiYan team.

"Hello, brother on the opposite side, do you want to fight with us in the end, or do you want to be more harmonious? Don't get up if you fall down." Xerox put his hand on zhanye's shoulder and smiled at the students of the dead soul college opposite.

“……”

The students of the dead soul college all look at him with a kind of monster eyes.

"Xerox, the game should be regular." Zhan Ye frowns slightly.

Xerox shrugged.

"I'm just saying that, and I don't think they will."

“……” The students of dead soul college want to spit blood. They have a deep feeling of being teased.

"Don't be nervous, relax and relax. It's just a competition. Don't go to the battlefield as a whole. Friendship comes first and competition comes second." Xerox opens with a smile.

The students of the dead soul college don't want to pay attention to this unreliable opponent. Can they relax? As soon as the rules of the game are changed, it's impossible to avoid injury or death. What's the difference between keeping up with the battlefield?

The students who always boast that they are strong in heart have to kneel down in the face of the iron and steel psychological quality of the ChiYan team.

Calm down to this point, what else do they have to say?

On the main stand, the dark night, which was still worried about the ChiYan team, was relieved to see the happy atmosphere of the team.

These teenagers are stronger than he imagined, though They feel extremely unreliable, but somehow they don't tremble.

"Dark night."

The ancestor of the dead, who has been silent, suddenly opens his mouth.

The night of the dead comes at once.

"Which college are they from?" The voice of the ancestor of the dead has no ups and downs.

Ming night knew that what he asked must be the team of ChiYan. Because of Shen Yanxiao's relationship, Ming night always paid attention to the team's competition, so it was clear to them.

"Father, they are students of Ming fire college."

"Where is Kyle?" Asked the father of the dead.

"Yes."

"Their mentor is Kyle?"

"No. It's a pure undead named Emperor Yan. " Ming night carefully said Shen Yanxiao's name.

"Emperor Yan..." The eyes of the ancestor of the dead narrowed slightly. Compared with other teams, the reaction of the ChiYan team was too dazzling. In the face of the coming war, they did not show any tension, which was recognized by the ancestor of the dead.

"Let them begin."

"Yes."