Chapter 392

In the match against Purple Star College, Master did not advise Tang San and the others to give up.

On the other hand, HIA allowed them to give it a try. The reason was simple. Among the seven of them, only Oscar and Ning Rongrong had not fought yet.

The other five had already fought, which was why they were able to achieve their current results. They could not preserve their strength even if they wanted to.

Why not give it their all?

"First of all, the tactics used tomorrow will be the same as today's match against Brutal Blood Team."

Master analyzed carefully for everyone. "Nine to one is very strong and completely surpasses all of you."

Everyone nodded. This was indeed the case.

"So, we'll still use that word, the word 'drag'."

Master looked at Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, and Tai Long. "What you need to do is drag it out for as long as you can."

This was inevitable. Against an enemy who was far stronger than them, they had to drag it out. They had to exhaust their opponent's soul power as much as possible.

"I think Nine to one has a weakness."

At this moment, Tang San suddenly said.

Wang Feng also listened and was slightly surprised. 'What weakness do I have? Why don't I know about it?'

Seeing that everyone's gazes were on him, Tang San pondered for a moment before saying, "Thinking back, from the start of the preliminaries until now, Jiu Yi has been pursuing extreme speed in every match, striving to use the simplest method to defeat his opponent. His fighting style is not sloppy at all. It's decisive and short! "

Tang San was right.

Wang Feng's fighting style was extremely short. He did not make a move, but when he made a move, he would definitely hit the target! He used the most effective method to defeat the enemy!

"This reminds me of Brutal Blood Team today."

Tang San said, "It's just that it's too short. It's as if he deliberately pursued such speed to defeat the enemy. All his matches, including the match against Tianshui Team, were very short from the moment he made his move. Everyone, think about it. His External Attachment Soul Bone is so strong. Does it have no weakness? It's definitely impossible! "

"Often, the stronger the ability, the more obvious the weakness. It's just that we didn't notice it, just like Brutal Blood Team today. I'm guessing that the External Attachment Soul Bone can't be used for a long time! Either it's because of the soul bone itself, or it's because of my soul power. Even though my Eight Spider Spear has become stronger, I can't fight for long unless I use it to absorb the soul power of other soul masters. "

"Also, the 4-6 External Soul Bone has two very obvious characteristics. The first is its weight, and the second is that it can change its form! How heavy was it? From the previous battles with the Elephant-Armor Sect and Skywater Academy, I can tell that it weighs at least four thousand kilograms! "

Tang San's analysis was actually very reasonable.

"Think about it. Eight thousand pounds of weight on your body. How much soulforce do I need to reduce it every second? If he didn't circulate his soulforce, his body would directly bear the weight of four thousand kilograms! This was a huge burden on his body! This kind of consumption is definitely not something a normal Rank 95 soul master can bear! "

Tang San's eyes sparkled.

Every word he said made everyone nod their heads incessantly.

Wang Feng also secretly nodded. Little Three's guess was actually very close.

Even if a normal soul master were to absorb the Mysterious Underworld Armor, it would be very difficult for them to use it.

Firstly, it was too heavy. Secondly, it consumed a lot of soulforce.

Especially the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

The reason why Wang Feng directly sent Huo Wushuang flying with his iron fist was because he didn't want to waste time with him.

Tens of thousands of Mysterious Underworld Spikes were circulated with soulforce. Even if each spike only required a sliver of soulforce, it was still a very terrifying consumption with tens of thousands of soulforce. A normal Rank 90 soul master wouldn't dare to play like this.

This was also one of the only weaknesses of the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

Wang Feng had the Meteoric Tear. Coupled with the fact that his soulforce was compressed and purified, he had extremely durable soulforce and extremely fast soulforce recovery speed. Only then did he dare to play with the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

Otherwise, even a Rank 15 soul master wouldn't dare to play with tens of thousands of Mysterious Underworld Spikes. However, Wang Feng could.

Tang San was able to see this clearly, proving that he was very smart. It was obvious that he was very attentive to the 4-6 External Soul Bone.

"In other words, he's consuming his soulforce every second." Tang San smiled. "Every time we're on the stage, he's consuming more soulforce than we are."

Wang Feng nodded his head as he listened.

He was right.

"Therefore, I'm sure that he can't attack for a long time. The longest match was against Skywater Academy that day. It was very amazing. However, I calculated carefully. From the moment he took the initiative to the moment he broke through the opponent's icy environment and terrain, it only took him about 95 seconds. "

"Then, the limit of the 4-6 External Soul Bone should be one minute! As long as each of us can last 65 to 60 seconds on the stage … "

At this point, Tang San revealed a confident smile. "He'll definitely lose!"

Clap, clap, clap!

Wang Feng was the first to applaud. "Well said!"

Grandmaster: "…"

Tang San was actually thinking in a big direction.

If a normal Rank 90 soul master used the Mysterious Underworld Armor on the stage, it would probably take about 85 seconds. That would be the limit. If he used tens of thousands of Mysterious Underworld Spikes, like the huge iron fist that Wang Feng formed, his soulforce would probably be exhausted before he could use it.

Also, his body wouldn't be able to bear it.

Unfortunately … Wang Feng was different.

His body was too strong. Even if he could bear the weight of the Mysterious Underworld Armor, he wouldn't feel any burden.

The strength of a first-grade soul master was no joke.

The consumption of soulforce to use the Mysterious Underworld Armor was almost nothing to Wang Feng.

Why?

Because he had the Meteoric Tear, and his normal soulforce recovery speed was enough for him to use the Mysterious Underworld Armor.

If he used it, according to the number of Mysterious Underworld Spikes used, Wang Feng could fight for a long time. Unless he used tens of thousands of Mysterious Underworld Spikes, he might not be able to last long.

However, a few minutes was no problem.

In all fairness, Tang San's analysis was accurate enough.

However …

"Ahem, since Little Three already has a plan, we'll follow this strategy tomorrow."

The master glanced at Wang Feng. "For each of you, Tai Long, Jingling, and Huang Yuan's time requirements can be lowered, but for Mu Bai, Xiao Wu, Hong Jun, Zhu Qing, and Xiao San, try your best to achieve between ten and fifteen seconds."

"Alright, let's rest. There are only two matches left."

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The next day.

The second last day of the qualifier round.

On this day, the teams' rankings were very clear.

The first tier, Purple Star College, Shrek, Divine Wind, and so on.

The second tier, Cruel Blood, Zhihuo, Tianshui, Anying, and so on.

The third tier, Exotic Beasts, Balak, Botany, and so on.

…

The tier didn't change much. The only thing that changed was the ranking of each tier.

Purple Star and Shrek were both in first place with consecutive victories.

Although it was only the second last day of the qualifier round, it was even more attractive.

Because Purple Star and Shrek were facing off against each other! Moreover, Shrek Academy didn't choose to admit defeat. Although they gave up once in the qualifier round, they obviously wouldn't do it this time!