It has only been more than ten seconds since entering the battlefield. The island has floated a few meters away in the waves, and the bumps of all sizes have never stopped for a moment. Open your eyes and you can see the flat island at the end with just one look. When you close your eyes, it is like riding a wind and waves in a boat.

Huo Xu likes water and likes to watch the water waves roll and impact under his control.

Unfortunately, at this stage, he can only control his own water. Otherwise, the vast ocean around this isolated island would be his best weapon.

In a slight frustration, Huo Xu waited for his opponent - guest.137.

It was a man with extremely short hair, looking about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with his eyes hanging on his face and a rebellious look on his face.

"Why is it a child?" The first time he saw Huo Xu, the man spoke with extreme dissatisfaction.

Huo Xu is indeed not old, and anyone can tell that at most he is only nineteen or twenty years old. But he is not a child, it depends on who he compares with. Among the friends, no one has ever said about Lan Ping.

However, Huo Xu did not show off his verbal disputes. Just talk with his strength in a fight.

Chapter 256 Group 5 & Group 6 2┃ Zhou Yunhui quietly admired the firelight in the sky: "Burn, my battlefield."

The fourth battlefield, the Opera House.

The three chasing lights hitting guest.133 were extinguished at the same time, just like when they came, without any warning.

The theater fell into darkness again, but the next second, a newly lit beam of chasing light hit Zhou Yunhui directly.

Zhou Yunhui was so stung by the light that he couldn't open his eyes. He raised his hand to cover it, but it was useless.

He didn't know what guest.133 was going to do, but he knew very well that he had replaced the other party and became the focus of the battlefield. In such a dark environment, when the focus had only one end - being exposed, locked, and attacked.

Zhou Yunhui began to run decisively and moved rapidly in the gap between the two rows of seats. Since it was impossible to eliminate the strong light, at least he had to leave the strong light range first.

His start was very sudden, and he didn't expect that the light was chasing him very quickly. He hit him again in an instant, and then he moved in synchronously with him, without giving him any chance to get rid of it.

The strong light made him unable to see anything clearly. He was running and was hit by the seat in his stomach several times. He knocked his knees several times. His whole body hurt, but he couldn't stop.

In addition to pain, there is also heat. Now he is baked by a high-power strong light for a long time, similar to the burning heat from the sun swept across his body.

He was also listening to the movements of the performance during the dark running, but there was almost no sound coming from that direction. If guest.133 cannot fly, it means that the other party is still on the stage and has no further action.

Zhou Yunhui was completely irritated in the strong pursuit of light that he could not get rid of: "Did you hire an auxiliary light engineer--"

The roaring sound quality and emotions are amplified in the opera house with its own echo wall effect, which sounds quite shocking.

However, there was no sound in the darkness, and it was obvious that the other party did not want to respond at all.

The exposed skin began to itch and hurt, and the feeling of sunburn gradually appeared. The continuous invasion of super-strong light on the field of vision also made the head dizzy. Zhou Yunhui could not bear it anymore. The ultimatum: "If you can turn on the lights, we will face the battle head-on with real swords and guns. Don't play this trick of stealing--"

There is still a pleasant tranquility in the darkness.

How could anyone who has absolutely taken the initiative and the upper hand pay attention to the intentional provocation of the fugitives?

Ultimatum, stones sink into the sea.

Zhou Yunhui understood that people didn't bother to talk to him at all. Yet, a light could force him to do this, and no one would bother to waste time with such an opponent.

So, you should not be too low-key in life.

Zhou Yunhui stopped and stopped running, and a cold curled up at the corner of his mouth: "It's okay to say that it's okay to discuss it, so don't blame me, you asked for it."

He closed his eyes in the strong light and gathered his mental power with all his might.

No lights? Then return to the original lighting-

[Stars and Fire]!

Countless fireballs appeared on the dome of the Opera House in an instant, gathering densely, burning, ready to go.

Zhou Yunhui raised his eyes suddenly.

The fireball roared like a meteor, and beautiful fires drew out in the air, like a flame meteor shower.

Most of the fireballs fell on the performance stage, and in an instant, the stacked curtains were ignited on both sides. The fiercely rising flames quickly swallowed the fabric, and the red curtain became the best combustion aid. The raging flames suddenly made the performance stage brighter as daytime.

guest.133 It turns out that it is still standing in the middle of the stage. The rainy fireball became the best background, setting him up like the prince who returned from hell.

But now, the prince's expression was ugly, because a small fireball had just burned a hole in his sleeve, and the fire on the curtains on both sides had spread to his feet.

guest.133 cannot be "elegant" anymore. In a not-so-looking posture, the fireballs coming from above the head and the flames coming from below the feet that dodge one after another.

Just as he was seriously dodging, the strong light hitting Zhou Yunhui disappeared, and the crystal chandeliers returned to their bright light, illuminating the opera house magnificently. Even the stage, which had been swallowed by the fire at this moment, had a certain ritual-like beauty.

Zhou Yunhui, who finally got out of the sun, breathed a sigh of relief. While rubbing the sun-stained top of his head, he looked up to observe the above the theater.

There is no searchlight to chase light.

If he was just guessing in the dark before, then now he can be completely sure.

The ability of guest.133 is light.

This guy can not only control the light of the crystal lamp, but also create aggressive bright light by himself.

While thinking, Zhou Yunhui saw guest.133 jumping off the stage in a mess from the sea of ​​fire. And the moment he jumped down, the last bit of open space on the stage was also covered by the fire.

"What are you doing? This is a closed battlefield-" guest.133 finally said, no, roaring the first sentence after entering the battlefield.

Zhou Yunhui jumped to the back of the chair and stepped onto the front row, making her innocent and righteous: "I don't want to do this either. Am I calling you? Did you ask you to turn on the lights? You don't respond. I have to pretend to be cold, so I have to be forced to do it. After all, one-on-one battles are unreasonable. I'm in broad daylight, and you're dark and windy."

guest.133 took a deep breath, moved forward and further away from the stage, because the fire had begun to spread below the stage, and the chairs in the front rows were quickly engulfed by the fire: "Then you see me now, hurry up and put out the fire. I'll say again, this is a closed battlefield, and when it really burns, we can't run away."

"Yes." Zhou Yunhui was easy to speak.

The "fireball rain" that was still pouring into the stage suddenly disappeared, and the fireballs gathered in the dome were gone.

But the fire that had already burned was not extinguished, and it became more and more intense.

guest.133 waited for a while, but the fire did not subside. He asked Zhou Yunhui for no reason: "Why are you still standing there?"

Zhou Yunhui shrugged: "I have cut off the stationery tree."

guest.133: "What about these fires?!"

Zhou Yunhui: "My ability is only to ignite fire, not to put out fire."

guest.133 was stunned: "What should I do now?"

Heat waves and thick smoke were rolling, and the fire had surrounded the entire theater. The flames even began to follow the pillars to the upper chambers. Each chamber had a curtain made of the same material as the curtain. You can imagine that in a few minutes, they would have nowhere to escape.

He is here for entertainment, not for the trial of the sea of ​​fire!

"Simple, you admit defeat," Zhou Yunhui enthusiastically provided advice, "If you admit defeat, the battle will be over, and we will escape from the sea of ​​fire in minutes."

guest.133 squinted his eyes and finally realized that Zhou Yunhui wanted to force him with death together. His voice became colder: "I think it's faster to kill you."

"No," Zhou Yunhui shook his head gracefully, "I haven't used Level 5 yet."

Level 5?

guest.133 Just as he was confused, he had not had time to think deeply, and suddenly he felt a new heat wave appear above his head.

He quickly looked up.

There was no idea when new fireballs gathered in the dome, more, bigger and denser.

The moment he raised his head, the fireball rushed down, and the range was no longer limited to the stage or a meteor shower, but was rushing towards the entire battlefield like a thousand troops, covering the sky and with a rainbow of momentum.

[Stars and Fire], Stationery Tree Level: Four.

[Stars and Fire ii], Stationery Tree Level: Five.

The flames engulfed the opera house and there was no more place to stay.

guest.133 I thought Zhou Yunhui just wanted to burn him to death, but when he looked up, he saw that the guy sitting in the fire did not have the privilege of flame retardant. The fireball fell on his body and burned fiercely.

guest.133 Unbelievable: "You're crazy-"

Zhou Yunhui said: "It's not crazy, it's just getting out of the way. I was thinking just now, how can I crack your ability? Fortunately, my head turned in time. Why did I have to crack it..." He thought of something and smiled knowingly, "At this time, you should learn from a certain guy who is completely impatient, and you'll just do it simply and rudely."

A new round of fireball came down and flew towards each private room, from the second to the third, from the third to the fourth, without any escape.

Zhou Yunhui quietly admired the firelight in the sky: "Burn, my battlefield."

Consultant room.

A crisp "ding" sounded from the fourth battlefield projection screen.

Less than fifteen minutes after the battle started, guest.133 admitted defeat, Zhou Yunhui passed the level, and burned a battlefield.

Before the screen projection, I basically watched the guards of the gate throughout the journey, but I didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

After a while, he snorted on June 10: "Do it randomly. This means that meeting 133 is a life-lossing person. What if he encounters someone who doesn't want to live?"

8/10 A sentence came from Youyou: "Which customer do you think is worthy of life?"

6/10 I was speechless.

7/10 The finale: "Which customer will be the result."

Sobeck sighed a little: "One side is entertainment, the other side is fighting hard, the original determination to bet is not at the same heavyweight..."

"Hey," frowned on 6/10, "Your words are becoming more and more biased towards those guys in recent times, and this is not a good thing."

5/10: "What about you?"

6/10: "What's wrong with me?"

5/10: "How long have you not called them bugs?"
To be continued...