Zhu Mo nodded, then glanced at Zang Feng and said lightly: "This ruler is good, quite strong."

Being able to use the word "you" in Tianlan High School is already Zhu Mo's recognition of Ouyang Xiaoming's strength.

"You think this is a ruler?"

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiaoming's eyes lit up and he laughed: "I have always thought so, even my family members insist on saying it is a sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, his smile suddenly froze.

A young man stepped out of the shadows in the forest.

This young man has a strong build, dark skin, and bright eyes. There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and there is a calm look between his eyebrows. The whole person seems to have a calm and calm temperament.

The boy was wearing a red shirt, gray trousers, and a purple hairband on his forehead. He was obviously a student of Ziyun High School.

Seeing this young man, Ouyang Xiaoming couldn't help but wailed: "You guy, you are such a ghost!"

The young man looked at Ouyang Xiaoming and smiled slightly: "As long as you are willing to fight with me, I will no longer chase you."

"No!" Ouyang Xiaoming twitched the corners of his lips and muttered softly: "I can't beat you, why do you want to be abused?"

The young man thought for a moment and said, "You really don't want to have a fight with me?"

Ouyang Xiaoming said categorically: "Absolutely not."

"Okay." The boy shrugged, "Then I have to give up."

Give up?

Ouyang Xiaoming was startled for a moment, then said angrily: "There's something wrong with you! If you want to give up, wouldn't you give up earlier? What kind of trouble would you make after chasing me all night?"

"Because there was still time last night." The young man sighed regretfully, "but now there is no time."

"No time?" A look of doubt flashed in Ouyang Xiaoming's eyes, thinking that today is only the second day of the joint examination of the four schools, how could there be no time?

He was about to ask the young man, but saw the latter's eyes suddenly turn to look at Li Haoyu and Sun Yalong, and then bow slightly to them.

"Boy, I'm sorry." A hint of apology appeared on the young man's face, "I have a mission, so I can only eliminate you."

The young man said these words very seriously and sincerely.

Several people present actually heard a hint of apology in this sentence.

However, it was precisely because of this apology that Sun Yalong and Li Haoyu became furious.

This is a great humiliation for them!

"How dare a mere student of Ziyun High School be so arrogant!"

Sun Yalong laughed ferociously, and the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the young man.

"Go away, my target is Ouyang Xiaoming!" With a sharp shout, the sword light swept out like a storm, covering the young man's entire body. The shadow of the sword was airtight, as if there were dozens or hundreds of swords.

It's like besieging him.

Facing this surging sword light, the young man's expression did not change at all. There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, he stretched out his right hand like lightning, pointed at a certain place in the void, and flicked his finger!

when--!

After a crisp sound, the sword light in the sky disappeared without a trace. Immediately afterwards, Sun Yalong suddenly stepped backwards, dragging two long ravines on the ground with his feet.

His long sword was constantly trembling, making a series of buzzing sounds, and his right hand holding the sword was also trembling. The tiger's mouth was slightly cracked, and Yin Hong's blood oozed out.

Raising his head and looking at the young man standing in the distance, Sun Yalong's face was full of disbelief. He murmured: "How can-"

Before the word "neng" could be blurted out, Sun Yalong's pupils suddenly shrank, but the young man appeared in front of him like a ghost and stamped his palm on his chest.

With a muffled bang, Sun Yalong spurted out a mouthful of Yin Hong's blood, and his body flew out like a kite with its string broken, falling heavily to the ground.

Almost at the same time, Li Haoyu passed by Sun Yalong, who was flying upside down. His eyes were filled with anger, and his spear whizzed out and stabbed directly into the young man's chest.

At the moment when Li Haoyu's spear arrived, the young man jumped up with his left foot and landed lightly on the tip of the impaled spear like a dragonfly touching water.

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his waist and placed his right foot on top of his left foot. His body, which was originally as light as a feather, suddenly became as heavy as a mountain. Under the sudden and huge pressure, the gun head suddenly smashed into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The head of the spear was stepped on by the young man, and it was like a rock. Li Haoyu tried his best, but could not pull out the spear at all. In desperation, he abandoned the spear, stepped in front of the young man, and punched out hard!

However, before the punch could be carried out, Li Haoyu was kicked in the chest by the young man. He flew backwards and hit a big tree.

Fallen leaves flew down and landed on his drooped head.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Yalong and Li Haoyu, among the seven young masters of the imperial capital, were defeated by the young man.

"So strong." Looking at this scene, Zhu Mo subconsciously tightened his grip on the spear.

"That's why I don't want to compete with him." Ouyang Xiaoming curled his lips, "Fighting with this guy is just asking for trouble."

"Right."

The young man suddenly turned around and looked at Zhu Mo and Ouyang Xiaoming.

"It seems I haven't introduced myself yet."

He scratched his head and showed a humble smile.

"First meeting."

"I am a student of Ziyun High School."

"Wu Lie."

"Please give me your advice."

His surname is Wu and his given name is Lie.

Looking at the young man with a humble smile on his face, Zhu Mo held the spear tightly, with a strong fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Wu Lie and said calmly: "If I guessed correctly, your next target should be me."

Wu Lie nodded, "That's true."

"Very good." Zhu Mo took a step forward, raised his spear, and pointed at Wu Lie, "It would be interesting to fight like this with you."

Ouyang Xiaoming on the side said with some worry: "Brother, although I am very optimistic about you, I don't think you can beat him!"

Zhu Mo glanced at him and said calmly: "Of course I can't beat him."

Ouyang Xiaoming was slightly startled, "If you can't beat me, why don't you fight?"

Hearing this, the corners of Zhu Mo's mouth raised slightly.

He smiled.

Smile so arrogantly, smile so unrestrainedly, smile so brightly!

His arrogant laughter echoed in the forest!

The breeze blew by, blowing up his enchanting red hair, making him look like a great devil who was not afraid of heaven or earth!

"It's just because we can't beat him that we have to fight." Zhu Mo raised his gun and raised his voice, his dark eyes shining brightly, "What's the point of beating me if I can beat him!"

The next moment, his figure suddenly rose, and his whole body turned into a ray of lightning, shooting towards Wu Liebiao!

The latter put his left foot on the ground a little and then jumped up, exactly the same as the move he used to deal with Li Haoyu before.

"Don't even think about it!"

Zhu Mo shouted loudly, his body surged with energy, his speed doubled, and before Wu Lie jumped up, he waved the spear in his hand and stabbed him in the face like lightning!

This spear was not only as powerful as a rainbow, but also extremely powerful. Before the spear could reach him, the wind pressure came first, causing Wu Lie's hair to be messy and his eyes to narrow slightly.

At the moment when the spear was about to pierce between his eyebrows, Wu Lie tilted his head, his right shoulder sank slightly, and the tip of the spear passed over his shoulder. Then, he raised his left foot slightly by three inches, and then fell to the ground.

A sudden step!

With this step, an invisible shock wave was immediately generated. The thick fallen leaves piled up on the ground suddenly spread out around him with him as the center. The fallen leaves floated in the air, like countless butterflies dancing in the air.

With the force of this step, Wu Lie's shoulder suddenly lifted up and hit the gun body heavily!

Bang--!

The spear flew upside down, and Zhu Mo's figure retreated dozens of steps before he could stabilize his figure.

Wu Lie didn't give Zhu Mo any chance to breathe, he ducked in front of the latter and put a palm towards his chest.

At the critical moment, Zhu Mo suddenly swayed and disappeared from Wu Lie's eyes.

"oh?"

Wu Lie raised his brows, without even looking behind him. He hooked his fingers slightly and grasped it with his backhand. Hearing a local sound, Zhu Mo's red spear was firmly grasped in his hand.

"What?" Zhu Mo's pupils shrank slightly, Wu Lie not only saw through his own movement skills, but also easily defused his own thunder blow!

The next moment, he felt a frightening force coming from the gun tip, and then, his feet left the ground involuntarily.

No, it wasn't just his feet, Zhu Mo's whole body had left the ground! But it was Wu Lie who grabbed the spear, raised it with one arm, and drew a line from bottom to top, then from top to bottom, with him and the gun.

The arc hit the ground hard!

There was a bang and dust flew up!

His back hit the ground heavily, and Zhu Mo couldn't help but groan. However, before he could feel the severe pain in his back, he saw Wu Lie let go of the spear and kicked him in the chest.
To be continued...