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Unfortunately, no matter how Third Prince felt that he had the upper hand, no matter what methods he used to calculate the opponent's spiritual energy, the golden wingman was still able to easily deal with the wave after wave of attacks. It did not look like it lacked spiritual energy at all.

It had to be known that this kind of all-out release of spiritual energy would take at least an entire period of time. Even if it was seventh level s, they would have to stop in the middle to replenish their spiritual energy Potions. Look, even Third Prince, who only used a small amount of spiritual energy s, found some time to drink two small bottles of spiritual energy Potion, but golden wingman was still as energetic as if she had eaten a Energetic Ball.

Not only that, the golden wingman had also started to get used to the opponent's fighting techniques. Originally, the opponent had only attacked once or twice, but it had gradually increased to three or four times, and when it realized that its defensive barrier could fully defend against any attack, it started to get close to the opponent, and directly waved its sword at them.

Of course, the Third Prince had the advantage in long range attacks, and short range attacks was his favorite. The two males' bodies were extremely strong, and they clashed fiercely, evenly matched.

The golden wingman tried its best to close the gap between the two of them, but the Third Prince was not willing to give up his advantage. He retreated, but after a few rounds, he became a golden wingman chasing after the Third Prince.

The first move had already been lost in a thought, so it was already impossible for Third Prince to think about pressuring the golden wingman like he did before.

Since it was a close combat, it required a lot of spiritual energy. The third prince had only brought a small amount of tonic water, and from time to time, he would take some time to drink a small cup of it. At that time, the golden-winged man would mercilessly fight back.

The number of rockets on the Third Prince's Fire Devil Sword became lesser and lesser, obviously the spirit energy on the jadestone which had been injected with fire magic was almost used up, if he wanted to continue fighting, he had to change the jadestone. Although there were three pieces of the Third Prince's storage ring that could be replaced, it would take some time to do so, especially in a battle between two armies.

The Third Prince fought with his own spiritual energy against the golden wingman, and slowly grew anxious and worried. The golden wingman seemed to be eating something, and the spirit energy seemed to be flowing endlessly, and after fighting for so long, the four unscrupulous people of Di Jiye's family started to eat and watch the show. The golden wingman did not seem to be exhausted, but he felt more guilty, and the more he fought, the more cold he felt.

In a moment of confusion, the golden wingman's sword slash split apart the fire elemental barrier. Fortunately, he had managed to dodge in time, otherwise, he could have cut off a piece of his arm.

The golden wingman grew braver as the battle went on, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. As he inhaled, spirit energy gushed out, and the sword qi suddenly froze, but it was very slow, causing Third Prince to be unable to dodge it. He could only feel that the other party's sword seemed to be releasing an endless amount of pressure, moving slowly, inch by inch, right in front of him.

Qiu Xiaobao turned around and said to Yuan Feiyu: "If we win this match, Mommy would have at least earned 30% of the contribution. Without Mommy's Worm Clan and meat patties, Uncle wingman would not have won so easily."