Following the direction of the servant's finger, Ni Jun and Xuanyuan Ci couldn't help but stare at Zhao Yu who was moving quickly on the field.
He has a small body, but his explosive power is amazing. A seemingly ordinary ball immediately turns into a murderous weapon in his hands.
Yan Buhuan is not a vegetarian. After a night of cramming, he has made considerable progress. Yan Buhuan can control Shuangyue with ease, and is on par with Zhao Yu.
But anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that this was just a short draw, and Zhao Yu did not show his true strength.
Yes, Yan Buhuan felt it too.
Zhao Yu's moves were very conservative and her attacks were not tough, as if she was testing her weight. This was a fatal injury for two people with vastly different martial arts skills.
Yan Buhuan was a little angry, but how could a ten-year-old child be so powerful? Everyone was raised by their own parents, so why is there such a big gap?
Suddenly, the ball spun and flew towards her, and the heat wave along the way forced people to close their eyes. Yan Buhuan made a wrong step and dodged the fatal attack. He swung down with both wrists, and Feiyue and Banyue went from different directions.
Flying towards Zhao Yuqiao from an angle.
At this time, Yan Buhuan saw a sneer rising from the corner of Zhao Yu's mouth, and she was surprised. That smile did not belong to a normal ten-year-old child, it seemed to be filled with contempt and arrogance that would destroy the world.
Zhao Yu stretched out his hands and grasped Yin Yue and Fei Yue as they flew over without fear. His beautiful lips curved slightly and he said scornfully: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
This voice seemed to come from another person, who just borrowed Zhao Yu's body. Yan Buhuan took a breath and looked at the weapons stagnant in Zhao Yu's hands, and did not regain consciousness for a long time.
But Ni Jun, who was under the stands, saw a silver needle buried on the back of Zhao Yu's neck. Because there was no sunshine today, the silver needle was hidden behind the collar and could not be seen unless you looked carefully.
"What...what's going on?" Ni Jun asked in disbelief.
The real servant looked anxious: The person who is confronting Bu Huan now is not Zhao Yu himself at all, but the person who controls Zhao Yu."
Ni Jun suddenly realized that in his previous fight with Zhao Yu, although he was defeated, he knew very well that Zhao Yu's moves were weird, but his internal strength was definitely not that strong. Judging from the weapon he had just clamped on Yan Buhuan, Zhao Yu's internal strength was
His cultivation has reached its peak. Let me ask, where did a child of only ten years old get such strong internal strength?
Xuanyuan Ci also saw it: "Oh my god, this...such a thing actually exists in this world."
Master Taipu quickly looked around to see who was secretly controlling him. Looking around, he saw a sea of people, where could he see anything?
The clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower, like an inkstone turned upside down.
Suddenly, there was a burst of muffled thunder, and a bolt of lightning seemed to split the sky. With the sound, Zhao Yu quickly threw Yin Yue and Fei Yue towards Yan Buhuan.
Mixed with the strong internal energy, the lethality of Feiyue and Yinyue was instantly impeccable. Yan Buhuan panicked. No matter where she dodged, she could not escape.
Time was short, and there was no chance to think. Seeing two crescent moons attacking from the left and right, Yan Buhuan used all his strength to barely control Fei Yue, while Yin Yue flew away slantingly while grazing her waist.
past.
Suddenly, a hole opened in the belt, and bright red blood came out.
