Since Shi Xiaobai is the weakest among the newcomers of [Destruction], if even Shi Xiaobai's spiritual shield cannot be broken, wouldn't it be even weaker than the weakest?

The possibility that the newcomers had subconsciously ignored was now revealed by Shi Xiaobai himself. Although they still sneered at this possibility, they had to pay more attention and their eyes became a little more serious.

Obviously, Shi Xiaobai pushed himself to a more difficult situation by dying.

The Sith seemed to be happy to see such a situation, and even felt that it was not satisfying enough, so he immediately pushed it hard.

"I will determine the destruction of your psychic attacks and rearrange your team rankings."

As soon as Sith said this, the newcomers on the seat changed their expressions, and the lazy people also became serious.

Sith's games are often related to the team rankings. The higher the ranking, the greater the ranking, the greater the advantage. No one wants to lose in Sith's games, because Sith never shows mercy to deal with failed "toys".

At this time, the Sith had to rearrange the rankings according to the degree of destruction of the psychic attack. This was undoubtedly an opportunity for the newcomers ranked behind, but not careless for the newcomers ranked ahead.

Sith is forcing the newcomers to do their best.

Shi Xiaobai's declaration of committing suicide and the rules suddenly issued by the Sith pushed this boring game to another development. Now it is no longer a "scheduling", but Shi Xiaobai has become their touchstone.

"The game continues, next, Song Nan."

Seeing that the time was right, Sith opened the first page of the booklet.

......

Shi Xiaobai was trying to calm his anger. When the newcomers mocked and insulted Lingcun, he was really out of his anger. Although he had not known each other for a long time, Lingcun was a fan of him, Shi Xiaobai.

Shi Xiaobai naturally would not sit idly by the fact that fans were insulted so much, so he chose the simplest and brainless method.

You laugh at Zero Cun as the weak, right?

Then, I insist on letting you taste the feeling of being ridiculed as a "weak".

Shi Xiaobai strengthened his belief in his heart. Although he didn't know whether he could "break and then establish", he was not afraid of "breaking" and longed for "establishment". Isn't this enough?

At this time, a slightly fat girl had already walked to Shi Xiaobai.

"Song Nan, please give me advice!" Song Nan spoke out to remind Shi Xiaobai, who was a little trance.

Shi Xiaobai came to his senses, stretched out his right hand, and a force surged out, and the white shield appeared again, looking broken and transparent.

"drink!"

Song Nan took a deep breath, and his fat hand suddenly stabbed out like a spear. Shi Xiaobai only saw the fat hand stretching out two fingers. The moment it stabbed, a sharp white light shot out and hit the white shield.

"bump!"

The white shield was instantly pierced through a hole, and then it shattered and dissipated invisible. The white light did not stop. It passed through Shi Xiaobai's face and almost hit Shi Xiaobai's body.

The moment the shield was broken, Shi Xiaobai felt a pain in his chest, as if blood was flowing backwards in his body, and his consciousness was dazed for a moment due to the pain. After coming back to his senses, he felt scared and took a few deep breaths with difficulty.

"Feel sorry!"

Song Nan showed a look of indulgence on his face and reminded: "You'd better hold the shield beside you. Some of the newcomers are as good at 'psychic piercing' as I do. If you accidentally hit your body, you may..."

Song Nan did not say the terrible consequences, but sighed deeply, turned to look at Sith. Seeing that Sith was writing in the booklet, she realized that it was recording her own grades, and she suddenly became nervous. She didn't hold back at all just now, almost unable to control her direction, and didn't know what the grade would be and whether she could rise to a few places.

"Next, Hua Pengju."

Sith waved his hand to signal Song Nan to leave and turned the booklet to the second page.

A young man with hair dyed hair stood up on the seat, smiled and nodded with the few people beside him, looking eager to try.

Shi Xiaobai's chest on the stage was still undulating, as if he had not recovered from the pain just now.

"The more thorough the psychic shield is shattered, the greater the load it will be on the user. Song Nan's full-strength attack has caused a pain to Shi Xiaobai. If it were Wang Lin and Song Xiao, Xiang Wu's full-strength attack, how could Shi Xiaobai withstand it?" On the seat, Lingcun's eyes were full of worry.

At this time, the young man dyed his hair had already walked in front of Shi Xiaobai.

"What? This won't work? Hurry up, don't you want to 'break it and then stand it'? Where is your shield?" The young man with hair dyed hair was still breathing, and cursed.

"How could I not do it!" Shi Xiaobai gritted his teeth and once again supported the white shield. This time, Shi Xiaobai listened to Song Nan's suggestion and supported the shield farther away from his side.

"Well? Don't you know that the closer the psychic shield is to the body, the higher the hardness? Why, after being so far, did you give up? Or retreat? Aren't you trying to prove who is the real weak? Do you dare to have some blood? Can you be like a man?"

The young man with hair dyed harsh words, his face full of contempt.

Shi Xiaobai was slightly stunned, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. He didn't say anything, but just dispersed the shield and raised a brand new shield next to him. This time the shield was almost close to his body. Shi Xiaobai vaguely felt that the shields that had been before and after the two times were indeed slightly different in hardness.

Suddenly, Shi Xiaobai's heart thumped, as if he was intuition that some kind of danger had come. He turned his head and couldn't help but shrink his pupils. He saw that the dyed young man rushed to his side at some point, and the young man's fist was already close!

This punch came too suddenly, and Shi Xiaobai didn't have time to react, and the fist lingering in white energy suddenly hit the fragile shield!

"boom!"

The shield shattered, but the fist did not stop and hit Shi Xiaobai's shoulder heavily. A white light suddenly burst, like a white firework, blooming brilliantly on Shi Xiaobai's shoulder.

Shi Xiaobai's body was instantly knocked away, and he flew back several meters back and fell on the hard steel floor, making a collision sound. Shi Xiaobai felt a rushing force in his body, as if he was about to break out of his body.

"Puff!" Shi Xiaobai spit out a mouthful of hot blood.

"Tsk, it's such a waste of slap." The young man with hair dyed sneered disdainfully, then turned to look at Sith. The expression on his face suddenly turned into flattery, and he looked at the booklet in Sith's hand with a beacon.

The expressions of the people on the seat became a little ugly. The young man with dyed hair was named Hua Pengju. He has always been a thorn among newcomers. Although his strength is quite good, his character is extremely bad and despised by everyone. Only a few people with the same low moral character call him brothers. Hua Pengju's actions at this time obviously aroused the disgust of everyone.

“Yes, as a toy, you have enough 'fun'.”

The Sith's praise made the newcomers who wanted to denounce Hua Pengju obediently shut their mouths. Hua Pengju's face was happy and laughed.

On the side, Shi Xiaobai was kneeling on one knee, coughing constantly, vomiting blood from time to time, and his body began to tremble violently.

Sith glanced at Shi Xiaobai, smiled evilly, raised his hand and swung it gently, and a playing card that appeared out of thin air hit Shi Xiaobai, blending into his body. The red light exploded from behind Shi Xiaobai and turned into a phantom of "Red Heart Three".

"Stand up, my beloved little toy, the game has just begun."

The Sith opened the third page of the booklet with interest.
Chapter completed!