The 500-kilogram sickle directly split open the green tornado. When everyone came to their senses, Wei Cheng had already put his knife on Pan Fengjin's jade neck. There was a chill in his eyes, and he was about to swing down the sickle in his hand at any time.
For a moment, the air was silent.
Pan Fengjin raised his head with difficulty and looked at the knife on his neck in disbelief. He was obviously shocked by Old Wei's hand.
However, this does not mean the end.
With a flash of silver light, Pan Fengjin exploded with lightning, which instantly shook Wei Cheng's palm away, away from the knife, and then used the silver needle in his hand to pierce Old Wei's face fiercely!
Seeing Pan Fengjin's counterattack coming so quickly, Wei Cheng not only had no time to counterattack, he was unable to even mount an effective defense. He could only passively let the silver needles in Pan Fengjin's hand form a circle, sighing silently in his heart.
I can't help it, you forced me to do this!
First, he wrapped his hands with blood and let the sickle in his hand enter the state. Wei Cheng moved his steps slightly so that the audience outside the arena could not see his front. Then, through the black and white mask of the Yin-Yang Chain, he opened
Eyes of truth!
In the blink of an eye, the eyes as deep as the starry sky turned into a ferocious red. In the red eyes, bits of data flowed. The data formed a new pupil, layer by layer, reflecting Pan Fengjin's figure in a 360-degree form without blind spots.
Keep an eye on every possible angle of attack, and use these data to analyze Pan Fengjin's next action pattern.
Under the influence of the Eye of Truth, Wei Cheng immediately and clearly captured Pan Fengjin's every move. The swift figure that was originally invisible was now full of flaws in Wei Cheng's eyes!
Ah!
When he saw Pan Fengjin using the speed of the tornado to form a knife with the silver needle in his hand and slashing it at him, Wei Cheng sneered and raised the blood-red sickle in his hand...
Clang!
Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed around.
Pan Fengjin's eyes widened in horror.
Silver light falls!
I saw the dark red sickle disappear in a flash, and actually cut off the silver needle that came towards me, and with an earth-shattering momentum, it quickly magnified in Pan Fengjin's eyes!
The crisp sound just now was caused by the silver needle on Pan Fengjin's little finger being cut off by the sickle and falling on the floor of the ring.
It's not unreasonable for Pan Fengjin to be so surprised.
After all, what Wei Cheng just cut off was her natal weapon!
Different from the silver needles of those replicas, the body of Pan Fengjin's weapon is made up of five silver needles, which represent the power to control wind and thunder and balance the elements. They are Pan Fengjin's capital that can call the wind and rain at the beginning of the battle.
Silver needles are indestructible and extremely hard. Compared with the replica needles blocked by Wei Cheng, these five life silver needles were refined by Pan Fengjin himself, with countless resources invested, and can even pierce steel with one needle.
However, the silver needle, which could even pierce steel, was like a rag in front of the sickle, being forcibly cut off by the soul chain and breaking through the defense!
How can this be!
However, the approaching bloody sword shadow ruthlessly informed Pan Fengjin that his weapon had been severed...
"I'm sorry, senior."
Taking advantage of the moment when Pan Fengjin's defense was broken through, Wei Cheng did not miss this great opportunity. The sickle turned sideways and hit Pan Fengjin's body with powerful energy and blood.
boom!!
In an instant, Soul Lock hit the side of Pan Fengjin who was defenseless. While bursting with powerful force, it also knocked Pan Fengjin away from the ring, which meant that Pan Fengjin lost the game.
Without Pan Fengjin's support, the thunder tornado that was cut in half gradually disappeared and became invisible. Wei Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head slightly, and returned his eyes filled with various data to their original appearance.
It is said that it is too late and that is too soon.
After Pan Fengjin broke free from Wei Cheng's hand knife, Wei Cheng used a giant scythe to defeat Pan Fengjin's counterattack and threw him out of the ring area. The whole process only happened in a split second, and the thunder and tornado also hindered it.
Others under the ring could not see the whole story clearly. Basically, everyone was confused about what happened and their hearts were full of doubts.
"Sister Pan!"
Seeing Pan Fengjin being kicked out of the ring and about to hit the ground, several members of the student union hurried over and caught Pan Fengjin who fell from the air to check whether she had suffered any serious injuries.
"How are you? Are you okay? Sister Pan, are you injured anywhere?"
"Uh...it's okay, nothing happened..." Pan Fengjin covered his side with a painful expression and complained: "It was the last blow he hit on my kidneys that hurt so much..."
While Pan Fengjin used his energy and blood to heal his injuries, he raised his head and looked at Wei Cheng, who was standing alone on the ring, his face full of complaints.
Humph! Facing a beauty like my sister, you are so ruthless. This guy really doesn’t show mercy and will curse you to be single for the rest of your life!
If Wei Cheng knew Pan Fengjin's thoughts, he would definitely feel very innocent in his heart.
It's a shame, if I hit you and you feel pain, then your last move of piercing with a silver needle and hitting me, won't it hurt?
"Not bad, it was a very exciting battle."
Under the stage, Lei Feng nodded with satisfaction. Although the cyan thunder tornado just blocked other people's sight, it was still very simple for him and Zhang Yang to see through the movements on the stage.
"But there's something wrong with that last bit... The sickle transformed from the chain vaguely gives people a unique feeling of heart palpitations... Is it my imagination?"
Recalling the last moment, when Wei Cheng directly cut off Pan Fengjin's silver needle with the Sorrowful Soul Lock, and when he suddenly had a way to capture Pan Fengjin's movements, Zhang Yang was thoughtful, but because Wei Cheng's back was turned to him at that time, he
I couldn't see the change in Wei Cheng's eyes, so I could only guess the reason based on my own knowledge.
"The game is over, Wei Cheng won the first game." Regardless, Lei Feng stood up and announced the result of the first game. After Wei Cheng jumped down from the ring, he came to a table at the edge of the ring and took out a special
The passed card is inserted into the platform.
Suddenly, a light cyan light appeared on the arena, and a strong and pure wave of thunder-attribute energy emerged. When the light dissipated, the surface of the arena, which had been bumpy after a battle, instantly returned to smoothness.
.
Obviously, there is a lightning magic circle on the foundation of the arena. In addition to suppressing the opponent's realm, it can also repair the stage. Otherwise, every time there is a battle, the arena will become a mess. If it is not repaired,
, I'm afraid that within a day, this arena will be completely destroyed...
"Sister Pan, what happened in the end? Why is one of your natal weapons missing?"
In the audience, Jiang Qichao was quite surprised when he saw that there were only four silver needles left in Pan Fengjin's hand.
He knew how sharp Pan Fengjin's silver needle was. Wei Chenggang's sickle could actually cut off Pan Fengjin's natal silver needle?
"I don't know...but it seems that the weapon owned by Junior Wei Cheng is more powerful than we imagined...Xiao Chao, you have to be careful when you fight him later.
Don’t roll over~”
Even the person involved, Pan Fengjin, looked confused, but she quickly took out the spare silver needle from her arms, equipped it on her finger, and joked with a smile.
"Bah, you don't need to remind me, I will pay attention to what I need to pay attention to!"
Jiang Qichao snorted softly and hid in the gap again, continuing to observe the progress of the game.