Text_Chapter 167 The mood of the wind(1/2)
"First game, Senior Class of Little Ronaldo, please give me advice!"
Bai Xiaoluo?
When everyone in the audience was stunned when they heard this name!
Bai Xiaoluo is one of the seven major war wolves in the advanced class, but he is the weakest one, at the late stage of the fifth level of the Spirit Acupoint Realm and the Qihai Acupoint Realm.
The first one shouldn’t be the wolf king Chen Yuxuan?
"This Yan Yunyu is cunning!" After the competition, Li Zelin did not return to his class, but came to Mu Yun instead.
"oh?"
"Advanced Class 1, Seven Fighting Wolves, Chen Yuxuan ranked first, and Bai Xiaoluo ranked seventh. There are only four people in your class who can play now. He let Bai Xiaoluo play first, consume Mo Yang, and finally let Chen Yuxuan play. He only loses for a while, but he can win the game beautifully."
"Uh... Is my Class 9 that scary?"
Mu Yun was stunned.
Yan Yunyu was really careful to sail the ten thousand years of ship, and he could come up with such a way.
"Since that's the case, there's nothing we can do. Mo Yang is destined to be unable to fight only one game. He will still have to go to the first game!"
Mu Yun smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
He just taught the four people that the right to choose at this moment was completely left to the four people.
"I'll do the first game!"
Mo Yang did not hesitate too much and stepped onto the ring directly.
This game gave them almost no choice in Class 9.
He and Lin Zhi are good at attacking, so in seven battles, I'm afraid each person will have to play at least two games. The first game is crucial and he must play.
"Please give me advice!"
Looking at Mo Yang, Bai Xiaoluo was not worried at all, but instead showed a hint of joking on his face.
Yan Yunyu gave him the order to consume Mo Yang, but he thought he had the strength to defeat Mo Yang, so after consumption, he would completely defeat Mo Yang.
"Please!" Mo Yang bowed his hand, and the Qingjiao sword was in his hand.
When the game reaches the last level, if you lose, it is meaningless.
Everything is above the sword move.
The two of them took action in an instant, and at this moment, only two figures were left on the ring.
Bai Xiaoluo is thin, and he is in the late stage of the fifth level of the Lingku realm. He is a martial artist at Qihaiku. He is good at avoiding his body skills. For a moment, Mo Yang could not catch his figure at all.
"Why is this Bai Xiaoluo just evading and not attacking?"
Seeing this scene, a man suddenly spoke in the crowd.
"Just play tricks, first drag down the strongest man in the advanced class 9 first. Next, if the three people lose one more, then the class 9 will lose."
"No way, advanced class 1, do you still use this method?"
"Why can't it be? Otherwise, Chen Yuxuan would be the first to play, not Bai Xiaoluo. Who doesn't know that Bai Xiaoluo is first-class in evasion?"
Seeing that Bai Xiaoluo was just dodging on the ring, many students below began to curse.
But Ronaldinho ignored this at all.
The time has not come, and the time has come, he will definitely give Mo Yang a heavy blow.
"run?"
Seeing that Bai Xiaoluo was not fighting with him, Mo Yang stood there and stopped chasing him.
"Well? Why don't you chase after me? The great genius of Mo? Isn't that possible?" Seeing Mo Yang stopping, Bai Xiaoluo sneered.
"no?"
Mo Yang shook his head and stopped speaking.
However, the green dragon sword in his hand was slowly raised, surrounded by the sword tip and sword intent, sword energy came out one after another like a jumping elf.
And those sword energy finally gathered a little and rushed to Bai Xiaoluo.
"I thought Mo Datian was not good enough?" Bai Xiaoluo sneered: "It turns out that he is accumulating true energy and is preparing to fight to the death!"
"Battle? That's right, I'm fighting for your life!"
The anger in Mo Yang's heart was completely aroused by Bai Xiaoluo.
Advanced Class 1 knew that only four people were left in their Class 9 to participate in the battle, but it was really despicable to use such tricks.
Since his opponent is so despicable, he doesn't have to leave any means.
"My life? Tell me, I'm afraid you won't be able to fight!"
Bai Xiaolong smiled, looked at the sword light coming straight towards him, and immediately used his body technique to avoid it.
Ten meters away, Bai Xiaoluo turned around and smiled.
However, looking at the sword light that followed behind him, Bai Xiaoluo's smile was frozen on his face. No matter how hard he smiled, he couldn't laugh.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that the sword energy was always tightly attached to his back, Bai Xiaoluo's face changed, and he jumped and flew up directly.
However, Bai Xiaoluo flew up, and the sword light also flew up!
The sword light, which was like a tail, became faster and faster as it ran, and the sword light became longer and longer.
What kind of sword technique is this?
Seeing this scene, Bai Xiaoluo looked surprised.
However, Mo Yang no longer gave him a chance to be surprised.
The sword light suddenly expanded ten times more than ten times. With a squeak, the sword light directly forced Bai Xiaoluo to go to the left side of the abdomen. A blood mark dyed Bai Xiaoluo's abdomen red.
With a thud, Bai Xiaoluo fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.
In the first game, Mo Yang won!
"The second game, Zi Xinran, come!"
Seeing that Bai Xiaoluo was defeated, Yan Yunyu was not angry and directly replaced the second person to play.
Zi Xinran, among the seven wolves, was stronger than Bai Xiaoluo, and had a soft sword, and was elusive.
"I'll do it!" Lin Zhi smiled and said, "It's said that softness overcomes hardness. I want to see if Zi Xinran can overcome my strength."
Lin Zhi smiled calmly and walked onto the ring.
"I didn't expect it would be you!" Seeing Lin Zhi appearing on the stage, Zi Xinran sneered: "I heard that if you hear someone calling you the maid's illegitimate child, you will be furious, right? The illegitimate child?"
"hehe……"
Hearing this, Lin Zhi smiled and said, "You are right. When I hear someone calling me an illegitimate child, I will be furious, but I am furious, a hundred times more terrifying than usual."
After the words fell, Lin Zhi held a gun and went into battle!
When the battle reached this point, he naturally understood that the most important thing was to get rid of some impetuousness and victory.
"bring it on!"
Zi Xinran's thin sword pulled out from her waist, with a cold look on her face.
For a moment, two figures were coming and going on the entire arena. Zi Xinran's cultivation was higher than Lin Zhi, and his own sharp sword was even more powerful.
Lin Zhi's spear was too hard. Once Zi Xinran was close to her body, she would leave two scars on her body from time to time.
On the other hand, Zi Xinran had a soft sword in her body. Every time Lin Zhi stabbed out, she would be blocked by her soft sword!
Gradually, Lin Zhi's wounds became more and more, and every scar was left by a thin sword. Although it was small, every movement of the slight scar was tying the whole body, and blood flowed continuously.
"How is it, are you convinced?"
Looking at Lin Zhi's blood all over, Zi Xinran sneered.
In her eyes, Class 9 of Advanced Class was just garbage. With her luck, they had no chance of winning at all when they encountered a strong class.
"Acceptance? Little girl, where did you go?" Lin Zhisen smiled: "I'm afraid you don't know yet. Everyone in Class 9, call me Lin Zhi a madman. Now I'll let you see what a madman is!"
With a loud roar, Lin Zhizhi's spear became even more fierce. Each shot was pierced, and the gun was circulating, and the gun was strong and strong.
At this time, Zi Xinran felt the pressure.
It is true that softness can overcome hardness, but once it reaches the extreme, softness cannot stop the hardness.
Even if she leaves scars on Lin Zhi's body every time she is left, she will be swept out by Lin Zhi's spear.
The game continued, and gradually, the scars that Zi Xinran could leave on Lin Zhi's body became smaller and smaller.
On the other hand, Zi Xinran, every time she approached Lin Zhi, she was shaken by Lin Zhi with a spear, causing internal injuries.
Gradually, Lin Zhi's offensive became more and more fierce, while Zi Xinran could only defend passively.
Bang……
To be continued...