"You don't have to worry too much about beating a Yu Wenlei!" Qu Jinghong said quite calmly.

"Okay, just keep blowing! Don't be beaten by me until you cry later!" The opponent was angry when he saw Qu Jinghong pretending to be 13.

"You can help Yu Wenlei try it first!" Qu Jinghong sneered.

"Huh!" an earthy yellow light shot straight through.

Qu Jinghong simply dodged, the interval between the launchers was ten seconds, and the metal needles released by Qu Jinghong himself, when there was no cane, took about twenty seconds.

Qu Jinghong used the transmitter to emit a golden light, and he returned the salute, but he was also dodged by the person opposite.

While using the left-handed launcher, Qu Jinghong also condensed the metal needle in his right hand. After all, if you hit it, it's four points, and you can basically guarantee victory.

After a few rounds on both sides, they both found that their opponent's dodging skills were very good, and they invariably chose to release the two spells of the left and right hands.

Qu Jinghong saw an earthy yellow light flying, followed by a small clod of earth half a meter. After dodging the earthy yellow light, Qu Jinghong's left and right hand attacks hit his opponent's head at the same time.

The metal needle hits the opponent's head directly for small reasons, and the light emitted by the dispenser is dodged.

The opponent minus four points.

At this time, the little earth ball had already flown in front of Qu Jinghong, and it was too late to dodge.

Qu Jinghong raised his left hand, and with the help of the impact, he broke away from the side in time.

Qu Jinghong minus one point.

At this time, the opponent's launcher directly emitted a ray of light, and did not choose the head that was easy to dodge, and shot directly into the front chest when Qu Jinghong's foothold was unstable.

Qu Jinghong hurriedly blocked it with his hand.

Qu Jinghong minus one point.

The opposite side failed by one point, and Qu Jinghong was three points behind.

Both sides chose to start their two-handed attacks at the same time, and almost every half minute there were four interspersed attacks.

In the end, when the opponent was angry, he was shot in the head by Qu Jinghong's flying needle technique, and the duel ended!

"Smack!"

"It's a wonderful duel!" Mr. Gu took the lead in applauding and praised.

"Papa......" The students also applauded.

"In the first practical class, I was able to perform so well, and the talent of the two students is very good. Therefore, even if Zheng Yu loses, he will not deduct points this time. As for Qu Jinghong, five points will be added as a commendation. I believe that after learning the techniques of self-protection and dodging in the future, the two students will perform better!"

After some praise from Teacher Gu, Qu Jinghong and Zheng Yu returned to the audience.

The fat man gave a thumbs up and said, "It's okay!"

Qu Jinghong said modestly: "It's average!"

Soon, Pang Hai was also called.

Unlike Qu Jinghong, the fat man made a small spatial blade very quickly, less than ten seconds.

Therefore, on the stage, the bow is opened with both hands, and the power of space tends to be transparent, which is not easy to find. The opponent didn't know how to dodge like Zheng Yu, and he was eliminated by the fat man in a few rounds.

Qu Jinghong also gave a thumbs up and praised it.

The fat man said very badly: "Generally, it's mainly the enemy's Taishui!"

At the same time, Zheng Yu has no face to see people, and being completely defeated by the person he looks down on may be the biggest pain!

At this time, it was Hu Ziyi's turn to take the stage, and the fat man and Qu Jinghong were cheering below.

Hu Ziyi's performance was decent, and the opponent was not a great player, and in the end he won by one point.

Because of the cheering of the two, Hu Ziyi also discovered them, and came over directly after stepping down.

"Good fight!" Qu Jinghong praised as he looked at Hu Ziyi, who had a weak expression.

"Also...... Actually, I'm scared to death!" Hu Ziyi said weakly.

The fat man interjected at this time: "It's good to get used to it, if you don't have protective clothing in the future, it will be even more scary!"

Hu Ziyi said fearfully: "Okay...... Okay!"

Qu Jinghong looked at the fat man and said, "Why are you scaring her!"

The fat man shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, "Didn't I take precautions?"

Qu Jinghong looked at the two and said, "Yesterday I went to the library and borrowed a book. It's pretty good, you can go to my place after class, it should be useful!"

The fat man crossed his hands behind his head and said, "That's right, I don't know what to eat at noon?"

Hu Ziyi said weakly: "Okay!"

As the students finished practicing one by one, Mr. Gu also began to explain.

For example, pay attention to the position of your knees and other joints to anticipate your opponent's movements. How does the attacker disguise the target of the attack so that the opponent miscalculates.

At the end of a class, the three of them came to Qu Jinghong's dormitory after dinner.

Qu Jinghong went to get the book "The First Solution of Spiritual Magic", and the fat man looked around.

After the fat man found the guqin, he asked Qu Jinghong, "Jinghong, are you still playing the piano?"

Qu Jinghong came out with the book and said, "Well, if you are tired from cultivation, play it when you recover your spiritual power!"

The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched and said, "You still have this leisure?"

Qu Jinghong took out the book and said: "Life is a joy in suffering!

After reading it, the fat man frowned and said, "Miscellaneous books?"

Qu Jinghong said meaningfully: "Don't be fooled by appearance, look at the content, it's very helpful for fighting." ”

The three of them lay there and watched.

"I'll go, Linghuang's book! Where did you get it?" said the fat man with an expression of finding a treasure.

This book is said to be miscellaneous, but it is actually a Spirit Emperor's understanding of low-level magic, if it weren't for the fact that this is a spiritual spell, this book would not be classified as miscellaneous.

"Didn't you just say that??", Qu explained.

"Can you still go upstairs?" asked the fat man, somewhat surprised.

"First floor!" Qu Jinghong said.

"No, did you put it wrong?" said the fat man, feeling puzzled.

"Why do you care so much! Learn it first!" Qu Jinghong interrupted the fat man's thoughts.

At this time, when he was in the fat man's skin, Hu Ziyi was looking at it without saying a word.

Qu Jinghong glanced at Hu Ziyi and said to the fat man: "Look at people, hurry up and read a book!"

Hu Ziyi's face was a little red and said, "I ......"

Qu Jinghong patted Hu Ziyi's shoulder and said, "Don't worry about him, let's read a book!"

The fat man felt a little bored, and also stuck his head in and began to read.

After an afternoon of studying, several people have gained a lot!

In the end, the fat man learned the "Tracking Technique" and the extended technique "Breathing Technique", and he had good mental power, and soon used his spiritual power to hide his spiritual power fluctuations.

Hu Ziyi learned some small techniques of "Attachment Technique" and "Condensation Technique".

As for Qu Jinghong, he is practicing "Flying Needle Technique" and second-stage acceleration, and the effect is not bad. It's just that the walls of the college dormitory are pierced with metal needles.

The fat man looked at the scarred dormitory wall that was pierced by Qu Jinghong, and couldn't help but complain: "Jinghong, do you have a grudge against this wall? Do you want to kill it?"

Qu Jinghong glanced at the fat man and said, "I'm practicing skills, am I like you, learning a breathing technique?"

Breathing is an extension of the tracking technique, and the difference is whether it is released on oneself or enemies, as well as the coverage area of mental power.

The fat man quickly denied it: "I'm not! How could I be! Don't talk nonsense!"

Looking at the fat man's denial of the three links (three links of the void of heart), Qu Jinghong asked in some surprise: "You don't really want to do bad things, do you?"

The fat man blushed a little and said, "I...... I want to be an Assassin, yes an Assassin!

Afraid that Qu Jinghong continued to ask, the fat man changed the topic and said, "Uh...... What does Ziyi want to do in the future?"

Hu Ziyi, who was practicing, was suddenly asked, a little overwhelmed, and said blankly for a while: "I...... I don't know, let's work hard to make money first!"

The fat man was stunned for a moment and said, "Good idea, what about you?"

Qu Jinghong said helplessly: "I'm not here for a duel! After I win, I will rob Yu Wenlei every day, and I will let him block me!"

The fat man silently moved the chair away.

Qu Jinghong suddenly thought of something and said, "The fat man has a business, can you do it?"

The fat man replied while practicing the technique, "Tell me about the business!"

Hu Ziyi also looked at Qu Jinghong with some excitement.

Qu Jinghong said with a sneer: "After the duel between me and Yu Wenlei, how about we rob him? His cultivation resources in a day are more than seven Jin Yuan Dan! How about we make a fortune directly?"

The fat man was a little moved, but said with some hesitation: "Can we beat him?"

Qu Jinghong looked down on me and said, "Of course, see how I win when I fight!"

The fat man looked at him with some suspicion: "Really? That's a spiritual priest, can you do it?"

Qu Jinghong said: "When I end this week, I will also be a spiritual priest!"

The fat man and Hu Ziyi were shocked, and the fat man said in a gaffe: "Impossible, why is it so fast? I'm only over 300 points!"

Qu Jinghong stretched out his watch, which showed 731/1000!!

"I practice for three hours a day, more than an hour at a time, and I rest for half an hour. It's only about 100 o'clock a day, how can you ......" the fat man muttered to himself in disbelief.

Hu Ziyi didn't say anything, but she was also surprised!

"I've been eating all the auxiliary pills at school for more than seven hours a day, isn't it?" Qu Jinghong explained as he looked at the fat man who had lost his soul.

"Shocking ...... How much is your resource in a week?" said Hu Ziyi a little timidly.

"Seven pills a week, the forum has been exposed! Could it be that you have more spiritual power than us every time?" the fat man asked.

"Around 22 o'clock in an hour!" Qu Jinghong replied.

"I'm 17 o'clock an hour!" said the fat man.

"13 o'clock!" Hu Ziyi's weak voice sounded.

"It shouldn't be, how can you be three stars at this speed!" the fat man was still struggling.

"Maybe the test is wrong, right? Don't worry about it, do you want an auxiliary pill!" Qu Jinghong interrupted, and if he continued to talk about it, the fact that he could recover and increase his mental power might be exposed.

At the same time, Qu Jinghong made up his mind, no matter who asks in the future, he will say that he has made a mistake!