Xing Mingyao couldn't wait to rush over, and his body was agile.

Wang Chuxuan cautiously took a few steps back to dodge.

When Xing Mingyao punched the air, Wang Chuxuan grabbed the knife from behind his back and took it out.

Wang Chuxuan slashed towards Xing Mingyao indiscriminately.

Xing Mingyao was a little surprised when he saw that Wang Chuxuan was swinging the knife indiscriminately, this knife technique was messy, but the knife was very sharp and whirring.

However, in his eyes, this Wang Chuxuan deserves to be the academy not in the stream, this messy offensive is not enough for him at all, I saw him dodge the knife swung by Wang Chuxuan, and then his body was like a swimming dragon, following the direction of Wang Chuxuan's ushering, his hands stretched out and grabbed Wang Chuxuan's head, it looked like Wang Chuxuan's own head hit his hand.

Everyone in the ring exclaimed, Xing Mingyao of this Imperial Soul Academy was really amazing, not only did he not take out his magic weapon, but he only used his body skills to capture Wang Chuxuan in one move.

Wang Chuxuan found that his head was completely in Xing Mingyao's hands, and Xing Mingyao couldn't lift his head with a little force.

Wang Chuxuan struggled wildly, and Xing Mingyao immediately pressed it hard, making Wang Chuxuan not only unable to swing the knife, but also unable to lift his body.

Wang Chuxuan was very breathless, as long as he took the knife and swung it, then Xing Mingyao only needed to press his head hard in the direction of his swing knife and he couldn't swing it.

The two were in the ring, one moved hard to break free, and the other held on tightly, showing a sneer.

That Xing Mingyao thought it was very interesting, and after playing a little tricking, he raised his fist and hit Wang Chuxuan's head.

After the punch hit, because of the huge power Wang Chuxuan was knocked away, after the blow, Wang Chuxuan was not given any chance, both hands immediately held Wang Chuxuan's body again, and the fingers were forced, and the sound of broken ribs immediately sounded in Wang Chuxuan's chest.

Xing Mingyao sneered, his hands quickly slid towards Chu Xuan's head, which was still in the air, and then quickly knocked down to the ground, almost taking his head as a basket, and the ground was a basket.

Shengsheng changed Wang Chuxuan's flight state in the air, his head hit the ground so hard that he stopped moving, and a pool of blood slowly soaked the ground.

Yiqing under the ring was frightened and shouted to the teacher in worry.

The audience also felt that Xing Mingyao's shot was too vicious and too fast.

Xing Mingyao stepped on Wang Chuxuan's head and shouted loudly to everyone in the ring: "This is the kind of guy who has become a shame for our academy, this is really useless." ”

As he spoke, he stomped on his feet hard.

The referee immediately stepped forward to stop him, and Xing Mingyao raised his feet.

There has been a lot of discussion under the ring, Wang Chuxuan is an unpopular player, no one is optimistic about him, but this Xing Ming Yao is obviously a soul master Why is he so fast.

The referee walked to Wang Chuxuan's side, he was very experienced, and at a glance, he knew that although Xing Mingyao was ruthless, he still had a certain amount of proportion.

I didn't die, but I couldn't do it if I thought about it, my ribs were broken, and I had to suffer severe pain if I wanted to stand up, and the pain that hurt my muscles and bones would instantly deprive people of all their strength.

Jiao Xi squatted on the ground and shook his head, and said, "Wang Chuxuan fell to the ground and couldn't afford it, this time Xing Mingyao competed." ”

"Wait!" a muffled voice said.

Xing Mingyao was taken aback and sneered: "You waste is quite durable!"

Jiao Xi was also stunned, and looked at Wang Chuxuan, who was lying on the ground.

Jiao Xi sighed: "You don't have to fight anymore, admit defeat, he won." ”

Wang Chuxuan slowly moved, and sat up with his hands supporting his body.

I saw a lot of blood oozing from between the nose and the hair.

Wang Chuxuan gasped violently, and said to Xing Ming Yao in a cold voice: "If it hadn't been for the crow in this knife just now who came out in time to carry it for me, I would have died by now." ”

Xing Mingyao's eyes were full of mockery, but he did not refute Wang Chuxuan's words.

When the teacher heard this, his brows tightened, and he said in his heart: "What crow, why didn't I see it." ”

Wang Chuxuan said to Jiaoxi: "Mr. Jiaoxi, please don't stop the game, I can still fight." ”

The teacher looked at Wang Chuxuan, thought about the dean's non-intervention entrustment, nodded slowly, and got out of the ring again.

Xing Mingyao's eyes were cold and very puzzled, he had just used a killing technique, but he had just left a little hand on this final blow.

It will give people a sense of proportion, but in fact, it is only a matter of time before the head is hit by that blow, and it is only a matter of time before it dies.

Wang Chuxuan stood up with difficulty, this kind of injury came to this world unknowingly, he had suffered many times, and every time he endured this unspeakable pain alone.

Xing Mingyao raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you know that I want to kill you, do you still want to die more simply when you are already seriously injured?"

Wang Chuxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and then reached out to wipe the blood on his forehead to avoid entering his eyes.

Yiqing was in the audience, and the two of them deliberately lowered their voices, but she didn't hear it, but when she saw Wang Chuxuan's appearance, she felt very worried, and immediately shouted: "Wang Chuxuan, don't fight anymore, you admit defeat! I beg you." ”

Wang Chuxuan looked in the direction of Yiqing, shook his head with a wry smile at her, and sighed in his heart.

It's not what he wants, it's just that he knows that the woman who wants to kill him is in league with Wen Shouji, Xing Yi and this person, if he just beats himself or bullies himself, he can bear it, but now he can't suppress himself anymore.

The other party wanted to kill himself, and because of that knife, he temporarily spared his life, and his intuition told him that Yiqing's grandfather had been cursed like Wen Shouji, and this matter was definitely not over.

There is no point of retreat, even if you die again, you have to make the other party pay the price.

Wang Chuxuan silently raised the knife, and a deeply locked thing in his heart was shattered, and that thing was called peace.

There is no doubt that Wang Chuxuan was an easy-going man with an approachable personality, easy to get along with, and a good impression in his previous life.

When you experience life and death, you are no longer afraid of many things that you didn't dare to face before.

For example, if you lose something, you are not afraid of heights, you are not afraid of ridicule, you are not afraid of becoming poor and humiliated, but only life cannot be lost.

People are really afraid of death, and death is like a lamp going out, which means that even if you are lucky enough to be reborn like him, you will no longer have the previous life, and all your relatives and friends will no longer be there.

A burst of anger began to find an outlet from his heart, Wang Chuxuan looked indifferently at the moon blade in his hand, the moon blade chirped and trembled like a wild horse, and some couldn't hold it.

Everything else can be lost, but not life.

The knife seemed to respond to his thoughts, and the crow flew out like a ghost on the hilt, and he was surprised that the crow liked him very much as before, and looked at Yiqing again, and found that no one saw it.

Wang Chuxuan slowly raised the knife, in his eyes, the moon blade turned completely black, and from the blade kept falling down the crow's feathers, the feathers disappeared when they landed, and he looked at Xing Mingyao coldly.

Xing Mingyao's sneering expression froze instantly, he was obviously still the weak one in front of him, but the knife became terrifying to him.