Such a crazy move did not make Mo Yuhuan panic at all. Her pretty snow-white face remained calm, and she waved Mo Mingjian to resist Liao Bizhen's attack. When the second horse missed, she was in trouble again, and her left palm swung out a sharp edge.
The ground struck without any warning.??
"Ah..." After a scream, Liao Bizhen's body was knocked over and she fell off the horse. Severe pain came from her chest, which made her hate her to the bone. She jumped up quickly and wanted to continue fighting. Unexpectedly, the cold ink sword came over and touched her.
The beauty on her neck and on horseback said sinisterly: "Aren't you still convinced?"
At this point, Mu Yuzi shouted loudly: "Mo Yuhuan wins in the south courtyard!"
Only then did Mo Yuhuan move her sword away, a flash of light flashed in her bright eyes, and she rode away. Cheers came from the south courtyard to celebrate her victory.
Seeing the failure of his little lover, Pan Tingshou, the instructor of the East Campus, sighed, but there was nothing he could do.
The fourth game is the highlight. Zhang Xiulin from the South School, known as the evil boy, faces off against Qiu Yu from the North School, the dark horse of this assessment. The two of them also have a grudge in private, and they both hold back the energy in their hearts to deal with each other ruthlessly.
With the sound of horse hooves, pockmarked Zhang Xiulin came to the arena on a Huangyan horse. His mount was quite strange. Its coat was khaki and smooth. The muscles on his body were bulging and as hard as rocks. It was rare to be able to withstand ordinary sword attacks.
Look at the deadly gun in his hand, which is five feet and eight inches long. The tip of the gun is extremely sharp and shining with silver light. White spiritual power surges from it. It is worthy of being a first-class weapon and is quite majestic.
In comparison, Qiu Yu on the opposite side was just standing there, really lacking in momentum, but no one looked down on him anymore, they all felt that he was like an unsheathed sword standing there.
Although Qiu Yu made a stunning move in the first round of the assessment, defeating his opponent with bare hands and using only one move, Zhang Xiulin didn't take it seriously because Zhao Dengfeng's force value was too low. After all, he was only at the ninth level of physical training. He asked himself whether he could do it.
A ferocious smile appeared on Ma Pi's face, and Zhang Xiulin said: "Why, you bastard don't even need a weapon to fight me?"
They were both in the middle stage of Spiritual Surge, Qiu Yu could no longer hold on, he said calmly: "Of course you have to use weapons to deal with scum like you." His wrist flipped, and a cyan scimitar appeared in his hand, which he got from the Golden Dragon Turtle.
A first-grade feather sword should be enough to deal with that guy. You can't kill a chicken with a bull's sword, but you can't use a fish shadow sword or a divine dragon chop.
"You will end up with the same fate regardless of whether you use a weapon or not. Look at the gun!" Amidst the scolding, the deadly gun flashed with cold light and pierced it. The silver light rushed over like a whistling poisonous snake. Such power made many students take a breath and secretly feel in their hearts.
I thought, if this shot came towards me, I wouldn't be able to resist it.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Qiu Yu to see how he would respond, but they saw him jumping up on his toes and wielding his feather sword to slash at him. It was like a head-to-head attack. He was in the middle stage of spiritual surge, so he was afraid of hair!
The green edge surged forward like a violent wind and huge waves. The two forces collided wildly and distorted the air. The air waves surged around, causing both warring parties to retreat slightly. The momentum was astonishing.
After one move, Zhang Xiulin felt his arms were sore and numb, which made him look shocked. That guy was so awesome that he forced him and his horse to retreat. He couldn't take it lightly. His expression became solemn, and he controlled the Huangyan horse again.
He rushed forward and used the Soul-Chasing Spear, the primary Xuan-level martial art he was most good at. The silver light split into five branches and surged out, like an arrow shooting at Qiu Yu's vital parts. It was fast and hard, and everyone who saw it was dazzled.
The students from the South Campus cheered excitedly, but the students from the North Campus who were watching the battle were a little worried. They were afraid that Qiu Yu would be unable to resist such a fierce offensive. They stared at it with wide eyes, but saw that Qiu Yu did not panic at all, and his spiritual energy was poured into the scimitar.
In the middle of the moment, the Feather Sword actually swung out eight cyan rays, five of which blocked the silver rays, and the other three counterattacked and rushed towards Zhang Xiulin, which shocked the teachers and students who were watching.
A cold light flashed in Yu Yi's eyes, what's going on? This guy is so powerful, it's really hard to deal with him. So what, he can't be my opponent at all. The higher you fly, the harder you will fall.
"Bang bang bang..."
Five green rays blocked the silver rays and made a sound, while Zhang Xiulin hurriedly leaned back and clung to the horse's back. He barely avoided the other three sharp rays that hit him, looking very embarrassed. Just as he stood up.
At this moment, Qiu Yu's small universe also exploded, roaring wildly and rushing forward.
Zhang Xiulin said angrily: "You are looking for death!" He saw his wrists shaking and stabbing the opponent's chest with his life-threatening spear. He thought bitterly in his heart, aren't you wearing armor? I will give you a break, even if you are killed
It's just manslaughter. What can you do to me?
Yan Qingping and others saw it so clearly that their hearts were in their throats and they were extremely nervous.
The tip of the gun came at him, Qiu Yu quickly sided to avoid it, and unexpectedly grabbed the gun barrel like lightning, and then yelled: "Get off here."
Extremely arrogant force was transmitted, and Zhang Xiulin was forcefully dragged off the Huangyan horse, leaving everyone stunned.
As a result, both of them fought on foot. The slight difference was that Zhang Xiulin was wearing armor. Originally, if the contestant fell off the horse, he should be declared a loser. However, since Qiu Yu did not have a mount, the boundaries were blurred, and the on-site judge Mu Yuzi also
He didn't want Qiu Yu to win, so he didn't say anything.
Zhang Xiulin, who was dragged off his horse, felt extremely humiliated. His pockmarked face turned red and he said angrily: "Let me go." He pulled back with all his strength.
Qiu Yu sneered, and after letting go, his figure passed away. As a result, the distance between the two people was very close, Zhang Xiulin's deadly spear and whip were out of reach, and Qiu Yu quickly slashed out the Feather Blade.
"Hey!"
The bronze armor was attacked by a first-class weapon and suddenly exploded. Zhang Xiulin's shoulder was slashed so deep that he could see the bones. He screamed in pain, but his misfortune was far from over. Qiu Yu's iron fist struck again and landed on his cheek.
"Peng!"
In an instant, the bones on Zhang Xiulin's face were crushed and deformed, leaving a big crater, and half of the teeth inside fell off. He turned his head and spurted out blood and several teeth. Then he was kicked in the crotch again, fell to the ground and howled miserably, "
Ah...Help, I'm going to be beaten to death..."
Mu Yuzi hurriedly shouted: "Stop it quickly."
Only then did Qiu Yu stop, with the joy of revenge on his face, and sneered at the guy lying on the ground like a mangy dog, tit for tat, didn't you just want to kill me, now I will kill you
It's only fair to beat him seriously.
The North Campus won another round, and the students cheered excitedly, "Brother Yu will win, Brother Yu is mighty!"
Yuan Haba, who was sitting at the judges' table, smacked the case with an angry face and said angrily: "This is unreasonable. It's just a competition. How could he be so cruel? It's too much. I want to deprive him of his qualifications."