"Team Tianhai, get rid of them as soon as possible!"
Hearing the shouts of the audience in the stands, the Tianhai team regained their composure and arrogance.
"We don't have too many people to bully the few people." The captain of the Tianhai team waved his hand with a tolerant look, "Since you have seven people, then we will only have seven people."
After finishing speaking, three of them immediately took a step back and stood in the corner, looking at Muyan and the others with contempt.
The people in the stands immediately applauded Team Tianhai warmly.
"The Tianhai team is doing well, this is the wind of the strong."
"To deal with such a weak team, my Tianhai team only needs seven people to be more than enough."
The students of Lingwu Academy felt even more honored.
I originally thought that such a seemingly humble, but actually humiliating move would make the Xiaoyao team feel ashamed and angry.
Who knew that when they heard this, they immediately nodded like chickens pecking at rice, "Okay, okay, it's great to be able to save three beatings. Thank you very much!"
The captain of the Tianhai team was so angry that he waved his sleeves with a cold face: "Attack!"
The next moment, the flying swords of the seven members of the Tianhai team burst out with powerful spiritual power, and attacked Muyan and the others.
The sword light flickered, and the cold light overflowed.
All the people in the stands showed expressions of amazement, and some of them with low strength had to cover their eyes to prevent themselves from being dazzled.
"I didn't expect that the Tianhai team's strength this year is not bad!"
"Yeah, the power of this sword array, I think even if it is against other teams, it may not be at a disadvantage."
"Haha, it seems that today's game will really end faster than yesterday's first game."
On the playing field, Muyan slowly sat down and began to pluck the strings.
The sound of the piano is melodious, surrounding the high platform, silent and pervasive.
"Haha, look, the members of the Xiaoyao team really gave up struggling, and it's fine if they don't fight back, but there are still people playing the piano."
"That's Jun Muyan. I heard that she is the strongest support among the freshmen of the Star Academy this year. She went to the Yaoguang branch by mistake. Now that she plays the piano, she probably wants to increase the combat effectiveness of her teammates."
"Just kidding, even if you increase your combat effectiveness, you want to defeat the Tianhai team with five little dolls who haven't reached the peak of bigu and a cripple? How is it possible?"
"Hey, you can't stop them from dying!"
However, almost no one noticed that as the sound of the piano lingered, the speed of the flying swords began to slow down obviously, and the spiritual power surrounding the long swords also began to dissipate.
Luo Yu and Ling Yusheng looked at each other, then raised their hands together and started to move.
Many people in the audience were still praising the Tianhai team and mocking Muyan and the others. Suddenly, there were several ding ding ding sounds from the arena.
The long swords that were roaring and galloping unexpectedly fell to the ground one by one.
"What... what's going on here? How did the flying sword fall to the ground?"
"I don't know, what happened just now?"
Ling Yusheng and Luo Yu raised their hands, and seven colorless silk threads and seven puppets the size of thumbnails were taken into their hands respectively.
Team Tianhai watched this scene blankly, completely unaware of what happened.
And Qin Jiu had already rushed over, and before they could react, he was facing them all in a circle.
Those with poor strength were kicked off the platform by Qin Jiu without the power to resist.
For those who were strong, Qin Jiu couldn't kick him down, so he hugged him up by the waist, and with a bang, he was thrown off the ring.