When Wei An heard Yin Hao's old voice, he opened his black pupils, smiled playfully at everyone, and jumped onto the ring.
Wei An, who was covered in black, looked quite tall and tall, like a dark demon, standing quietly on the ring.
In the rest room of Yunfeng College, a man wearing a lavender shirt slowly walked onto the stage. He was handsome and handsome, with a bitch face. He was shaking a fan in his hand. He looked like a frail scholar. He must be Wei An.
Opponent, Xiao Yun
"The second round begins!" Yin Hao watched as both of them got on stage and got ready. With a slight wave of his skinny hand, he disappeared from the ring again.
Then the voice fell, and neither of them moved. They both stood quietly, looking at each other.
"Pa~" Xiao Yun gently closed the feather fan in his hand, making a crisp sound, and an elegant voice slowly came out: "Brother, I am not Xiao Yun's opponent. Please admit defeat, so as not to lose ugly when the time comes.
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The elegant voice made Wei An's face grow colder and colder. What's this? He was so arrogant, it just made people admit defeat.
On the audience stage, everyone's eyes are focused on the two of them. Why don't they start fighting? Is it fun for the two of them to stand stupidly like this?
"Stop talking nonsense, don't make me admit defeat until you beat me down." Wei An stared at Xiao Yun with his dark eyes, his eyes bursting with strong murderous intent. His arrogance completely angered Wei An.
"Brother, you don't appreciate it, so don't blame Xiao Yun for being rude." Xiao Yun's face became cold, and with a flick of his hand, the fan was turned into ashes by a purple thunder and lightning, and drifted away in the wind.
"Your fate will be the same as this fan." Xiao Yun smiled coldly, his whole body shook violently, and he shot out violent thunder and lightning fighting energy, rising like a tornado.
Purple thunder and lightning beat like elves, crackling the air with loud noises. In the void, layers of charred aura filled the air.
"Haha, prepare to accept Leiden's approval." Xiao Yun looked at Wei An indifferently with his purple eyes and said calmly.
"Hmph!" Wei An was not to be outdone, he stepped hard with his foot, and the black fighting spirit swept away like a big wave, bursting out, and an aura of death immediately filled the entire stage.
Seeing the two people at war with each other, the eyes on the court immediately gathered attentively, for fear of missing any scene.
"Brother, prepare to die!" Xiao Yun laughed, his words full of arrogance. It seems that the Yunfeng Empire is like this?
Xiao Yun flipped his palm, and the strong fighting spirit and purple thunder and lightning condensed into a purple chain that was ten feet long.
"Haha, take the move, Thunder Soul Chain!!"
With a loud shout, Xiao Yun grabbed the chain with his palm and threw it out. The chain was like a lightning python, accompanied by sharp lightning, and rushed towards Wei An overwhelmingly.
Wei An's pupils shrank slightly, and he thrust out his right hand. The black gas around him immediately condensed, emitting black light, and turned into a huge claw, which grabbed the lightning chain that was rushing towards him.
Lock.
Holding the thunder and lightning chain in hand, Wei An stepped on it hard, and the powerful secret fighting energy burst out. The giant black hand suddenly shrank, crushing the thunder and lightning chain in his palm and bursting it!
"Bang!" The lightning chain made a harsh sound, turned into dots of purple light, and disappeared into the sky.
"Oh, brother, you still have some strength. It seems that Xiao Yun underestimates you." Xiao Yun smiled in surprise, as if he regarded Wei An as a three-year-old child.
Wei An glanced at him coldly, with murderous aura surging crazily in his eyes. He suddenly waved his hands, turning into two huge black pillars of light, and slammed into Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun looked at the two beams of light coming towards him, smiled disdainfully, and with a tap of his finger, a thigh-thick thunderbolt shot out in vain, knocking all the two beams of light away.
"Haha, is this all you have? Then get out of here!" Xiao Yun laughed arrogantly, and the thunder and lightning around him surged even more violently.
"So arrogant!" Yue Yi squeezed his fist gently, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and then he looked at Nuo Yan, only to see Nuo Yan closing his eyes quietly, with little red lights constantly appearing on his body.
It sounds quite peaceful and calm.
Nuo Yan glanced at Nuo Yan doubtfully, and then turned his attention to the arena.
"Oh, is this kid too arrogant?" Kong Qiu's words seemed to be condemning in the resting shed of Yunfeng Empire, but he looked at him with a smile on his face, obviously very satisfied!
A cold light flashed in Wei An's eyes, he stepped hard on his feet, and his body turned into a burst of black light. He held the void in his hand, and the Dark Moon Scythe struck fiercely with the sound of whistling wind, like the reaper of death.
To Xiao Yun’s head!
Xiao Yun looked at the enlarged black shadow in his pupils, and gently raised a finger. The lightning on his finger surged. With a roar, it suddenly turned into seven or eight huge thunder and lightning and spread out, directly hitting the direction in which Wei An was rushing.
Block.
Wei An's pupils shrank, his figure was like a ghost, and he was always weak. Like a black mist, he rushed in front of Xiao Yun without any hindrance, and suddenly waved the sickle in his hand.
Xiao Yun reacted immediately, and the contempt on his face immediately disappeared. He stepped hard with his feet and retreated backwards with the strength of thunder and lightning.
Wei An slashed the air with his sword and did not let up. He immediately kicked off his feet again and chased after Xiao Yun who was retreating violently.
Xiao Yun's face immediately turned green. He was very majestic just now, but now he was being chased and beaten. Of course he didn't want to. He held his right hand in the air, and a thunder and lightning sword immediately appeared in his palm.
"Yeah!" Xiao Yun roared angrily, and his violently retreating figure suddenly stopped, then turned into a purple light, raised the lightning sword with the power of breaking the sky, and slashed wildly at the charging Wei An.
The sickle in Wei An's hand was slashed out with the force of the whistling wind.
"Ding!" The sound of gold and iron sounded in vain, and the terrifying and violent energy suddenly spread out. The arena gradually exploded and turned into pieces flying out, and then was directly shaken into dust by the energy.
"Boom!" There was a thunderous sound, and the two figures retreated at the same time, each falling to the side.
Wei An's face was pale and his hands were bleeding. It was obvious that he had suffered a loss from the head-on confrontation just now.
Xiao Yun's luck was also bad. The skin of the hand holding the knife was completely cut off, revealing bright red flesh and pale bones. It looked extremely scary~.
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