Yongjila had a great advantage against Qingmianiao, both in terms of race and attributes. Many people did not understand why Xiao Ran would choose such an elf to fight.

The teachers and students from Huaxia all know Xiao Ran's strength. Except for the Xishi Hairen, Menus, Tianxi, and Xanadu can easily sweep away the remaining elves of the opponent, but why did they send an entry-level green bird?

Of course, there will be some ordinary teachers and students who have doubts. As for Qiu Yuxuan and the others, they have already known Xiao Ran's idea of ​​preparing for the second echelon. Perhaps in this exchange match at the University of the Hawaiian Islands, these entry-level or even ordinary-level elves will become the main force in his hands.

Not only that, such an approach can also play a very confusing role, making these students in the Federal Empire feel that Xiao Ran's strength is nothing more than that, and that Jane Bacon is just the beginning.

"Yongjila, Nianli!" The battle on the field has already begun. The Qingmianiao is not a western lion and sea lion, and Nianli can easily lock it.

But Qingmianniao wouldn't just stand there and let it fight, just open its mouth and spit out a mouthful of dragon's breath.

Qingmianniao, who is of dragon blood, can easily master most of the dragon moves. With the improvement of the level, he can master the dragon's breath even without deliberate training.

"Bang!" The dragon's breath sprayed, and Yongjila was forced to dodge, and the lock of mind power was also broken.

Immediately afterwards, Qingmianniao launched an overwhelming offensive relying on the strong physical fitness of the dragon elves.

The mouthfuls of dragon's breath spurted out, forcing Yongjila to dodge constantly, while he quickly approached the opponent by taking advantage of his flight.

"Qingmianniao, Steel Wing!" As the distance between the two sides finally narrowed, Xiao Ran also made Qingmianniao use a move he had trained for a long time.

Steel wings, covering the wings with steel-type energy, while improving its own defense energy, it can also hit the enemy with its wings.

This is one of the few steel-type moves that Qingmianniao can master, and steel-type moves often produce unexpected effects, so this move has always been the focus of Qingmianniao's training.

Not only that, but as a flying elf, a strong body and favorable wings are also the physical qualities it must possess.

The blue cotton bird's wings began to glow white, and it rushed towards Yongjila who had just finished teleporting with an unrivaled momentum.

"Yongjila, the spiritual blade!" Jane shouted quickly.

As her words fell, a silver light flashed in front of Yongjila, and collided with the green cotton bird that was rushing forward.

"Boom!" There was a small sound, and two silvery-white rays of light intertwined, like two swordsmen facing each other in the moonlight.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

There were two more muffled sounds, and Yongjila and Qingmianniao fell to both sides in turn. The fast-flying Qingmianniao turned several somersaults on the ground before stopping.

And Yongjila was also having a hard time. Although he didn't fall too far due to his large size, there was a wound on his shoulder where the bones were deep, and blood flowed out.

"Yongjila! Self-regeneration!" Jane shouted, only to see that the terrible wound on Yongjila's shoulder was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this situation, Xiao Ran could only express his helplessness, the Qingmianniao did not have any moves to restore its state, all it could do was keep attacking.

"Ling Mianniao, hit randomly!" Xiao Ran called out a general move again.

"Chirp~~~" I saw the green cotton bird uttered a soft cry, and rushed towards Yongjila fiercely, but this time the claws, wings, beak...everything that could be used was used by the blue cotton bird, and the random attack fell on Yongjila, but it was very fast and chaotic.

The damage of random attack is not high, and it's just a general move, but Xiao Ran's purpose is only to prevent Yongjila from recovering from his injury.

After all, the injury caused to it by the steel wing is not serious. If it does not recover, it will lose its fighting ability just by bleeding, so what Xiao Ran is doing now is to delay time.

Blood was flowing, and even with Yongjila's subconscious blocking, the wound not only did not continue to heal, but showed signs of tearing.

Jane's anxiety caused Yongjila to use teleportation to get rid of the entanglement of the blue cotton bird, but the destructiveness of space tearing caused Yongjila's wound to tear, and blood flowed out like no money.

"Yongjila!" Jane shouted nervously, and Yongjila, who got rid of the blue cotton bird, also began to use self-regeneration to recover from his injuries.

"Cyan Mianniao, sing in rounds!" This time, Xiao Ran didn't continue to chase, the short-distance harassment was okay, but once the distance was widened, there was no other way, because the previous spiritual sharp blade also left a lot of wounds on the wings of the Cyan Mianniao, but it was only guarded by the steel wings, and now there is also blood overflowing.

Melee combat is not enough, and long-range attacks become the last resort to determine the outcome. Qingmongniao is also a very good singing elf, the voice of charm, round singing, singing... They can even master the ultimate sound-type move-the song of death.

The appearance of the round singing made Jane seem to feel the shadow of the first round. Looking at Yongjila who was recovering, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

But at this moment, she has nothing to do. If the injury cannot be recovered in the first place, there will be no way for Yongjila to proceed normally in the subsequent battle.

I can only stand against the singing of the blue cotton bird, hoping that Yongjila's self-regeneration will be faster.

As time went by, Yongjila's brows began to wrinkle, which was a manifestation of the impact of the singing in the round, and at this time, its injuries were only half recovered.

"How could it be so fast?" Jane murmured puzzled.

The singing speed of Qingmongniao is much faster than that of the previous Western Lion and Sea Ren, but this is only an entry-level elf, can't the elite-level elves of Western Lion and Hairen compare?

If Xiao Ran heard the question in her heart, he would just shake his head and sigh, the other party still underestimated the difficulty of the combination technique.

The round singing of Xishi Hairen is integrated into the aria of Paoying. This set of combined skills is much more difficult than the simple round singing, and the interpretation time will naturally be much longer.

However, Qingmianniao simply uses the round singing, and it will take effect quickly, but the lower limit of the round singing used in this way is very low, and the upper limit grows very slowly, and it is only a pure voice move, which cannot be accompanied by special effects like the enchanting voice and Bubble's aria.

But it is enough to deal with Yongjira.

The voice of Qingmianniao gradually became higher, as if ending the gentle prelude and starting to reach the climax of the music.

Yongjila's injuries have fully recovered, but at this moment it can only squat on the ground in pain with its head in its arms, not to mention attacking, even its movement is a problem.

In the end, under the singing of Qingmianniao, he fell down powerlessly.

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