"This is Lin Luolan, the bloodline of that high elf? This mask on his face is an amplification weapon?" A bitter cold flowed out of Ma Tai's chest, making his hands a little stiff.

Si Dinghan vs. Guqi and Lin Luolan vs. Ma Tai, and it seems that there is no need for Ailin to intervene.

"I don't seem to have many magic particles..."

Looking at Si Dinghan's look of beating, such thoughts flashed through Ailin's mind.

After the previous battle and moving forward at full speed, the magic element particles in his body were less than one-quarter of the time they were full.

"Or how about you hit me twice?"

So he looked at Lotner and others with some embarrassment, and said.

"you…"

"Silent Artist" Lotner, "Rusley" Presley, "Rusley" Curtra, and "Russy Walker" Pirlo, who was severely injured by Lin Lotran, are all heart-wrenching powerful people in the national competition, but at this moment, when they heard Ellin's words, their mood could not be described in words.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Several rays of light fell on Ailin.

"Dragon scale absorption technique!"

"it hurts!"

Ailin's cry of pain started to sound.

He did not use other techniques, but used the dragon scale absorption technique to resist.

"What kind of guys are these St. Dawn Academy?"

"Are they all perverted masochists?"

Lotner and others almost cried.

In severe injuries, they cannot use technical skills vigorously, and can only use small amounts of technical elements, and the technical power emitted is limited.

But Ailin didn't fight back, just asked them to fight.

And they were afraid that Ailin would rush over to kill them, so they had to fight.

Such a scene is really like they are cooperating with a masochist.
Chapter completed!