In the blink of an eye, the fourth class will be defeated, and all their tactics will be defeated by the gap in personal strength.

Yutian has already begun to feel sorry for Zhao Fusheng, because he, Zhao Fusheng, like him, is a person who has his own views on tactics, which can be regarded as sympathy.

But in the blink of an eye, there were drastic changes on the field!

Originally, the Wind Breaking Divine Martial Force's Wind Blade had already slashed most of the bamboos on the Fourth Class Field, and this Wind Blade still had no traces of being blocked, and even its speed and strength were superimposed.

Maybe this is the real "momentum".

But just when Yutian regretted seeing Zhao Fusheng, the scene in front of him made his eyes widen.

He saw that the shadow under Zhao Fusheng's feet was no longer under his feet!

When people were standing on it, the shadow must have been connected to them, but Zhao Fusheng's shadow was detached from his feet.

And his people are indeed standing on their feet!

Yu Tian's heart shook suddenly, but he was sure that it wasn't his eyes that were broken, but that Zhao Fusheng had indeed done it!

No one can believe this, who can separate themselves from their shadows?

But Zhao Fusheng did this, and it was under Yutian's nose that he tore his shadow from the soles of his feet.

In that instant, Yutian thought of a name, the name of an imperial beast - Shadow Tiger.

But Zhao Fusheng's imperial beast is not the Shadow Tiger, and the Imperial Skill of the Shadow Tiger itself does not have this effect, is it just that Yutian's thinking is too divergent?

Then, Yutian saw a figure appear in the position of the fourth class, a figure that had just split from his own shadow.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know when he had returned to his position, already blocking in front of the wind blade, and a thick black shadow under his feet tightly connected the soles of his feet.

Could this really be Yutian's eyes?

Yutian didn't think so, he never doubted his eyes, this was the confidence he maintained in himself that never wavered.

But what is the explanation for what happened just now?

Yutian had some regrets, he only regretted that he was too stupid, his eyes were too full, if he could take care of the positions on both sides at the same time, he would definitely know what was going on.

But he already had a guess in his heart-

The speed is extremely fast, which is beyond the speed of a person's refractive imaging, that is, it is already higher than the speed of light propagation.

This was the first thing that came to Yutian's mind, and although he knew that it was just his own guess, it was also a relatively reasonable explanation.

If this is really the case, then the Zhao Fusheng he saw just now who was separated from the shadow is the afterimage he left, and the short period of separation is the process of his movement.

Yutian didn't think about teleportation, although he knew that someone must be able to do it, but Zhao Fusheng, who was powerful and fourfold, would definitely not be able to do it, and it was already a fantasy that he could reach the speed of surpassing light.

This change and Yutian's thoughts were just flashing in the snap of his fingers, and after this finger popped out, the wind blade condensed by Yuan Gangfeng also slashed at Zhao Fusheng's body.

Zhao Fusheng was not prepared for any defense.

Yuan Gangfeng was even more unprepared, he was not mentally prepared, when he saw Zhao Fusheng appear in front of him and block the wind blade with his body, he thought he had seen a ghost.

Zhao Fusheng did rely on his speed to rush back, although his speed was really fast, but it was still much worse than the speed of Shangguang.

The reason why Yutian saw him separated from the shadow was because of the light and the bamboo leaves flying all over the sky, and it was the refracted light that made his vision skewed.

But although Zhao Fusheng's speed was far from the speed of light, it had also reached the limit that his body could bear now, and the inertia caused by this speed put tremendous pressure on his bones and viscera.

So when he stopped in front of the wind blade, he couldn't breathe anymore, and he couldn't make the simplest defensive stance.

So the wind blade struck him in the chest impartially.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood burst out of his mouth, and a dark curtain rose from under his eyes.

Zhao Fusheng took this move without any ability to resist, so he fell to the ground and fell in front of the only two remaining bamboos.

That's right! There are still two bamboos in the position of the fourth squad that have not fallen under the attack of the wind blade.

The blackness in Zhao Fusheng's eyes slowly faded, as a layer of emerald green of bamboo slowly emerged.

At the same time, all the bamboos in the position of the third shift were cut down, that is, at the moment when the four people of the third shift arrived.

Zhao Fusheng looked at the slowly falling bamboo, and cracked the corners of his mouth, revealing his blood-stained teeth.

Perhaps in his mind, beating Class 3 at home was the biggest win in the ranking tournament, and he has done it now.

"Okay!" Yutian couldn't help but shout, his voice so loud that all the students and teachers who were watching the battle could hear it.

So those teachers and students also applauded, so the smile on Zhao Fusheng's face became even brighter.

Class 4 won, and although it was a miserable victory, they did win.

Yuan Gangfeng looked at the two bamboos that Zhao Fusheng was leaning on, looked at the green and yellow bamboo leaves that drifted down in the breeze, and sighed deeply, and then he walked towards Zhao Fusheng with heavy steps.

"Class 4 leader, you played very well today, and I felt a respect from my opponent. Yuan Gangfeng looked at the injured peer in front of him, and he admired this person from the bottom of his heart.

Then he held out his hand.

The blood on Zhao Fusheng's teeth was still so bright, which showed that his injuries were indeed not light, but in the face of the respect of the third squad leader, he used the last strength he could mobilize now to hold these hands.

Seeing that their squad leaders were so friendly to each other, the remaining eight people in the third and fourth classes did not have the tense atmosphere of saber rattling.

I don't know who laughed first, but this smile washed away all the unpleasantness of the competition just now.

Perhaps this is the real purpose of the academy to hold this competition, the academy may really be to eliminate the barriers between people in different classes, and also to make people with different talents, origins, and strengths like brothers.

But those who understand this seem to be the only ones who have experienced such a fierce game, and for Yutian and others who have not yet played, what they value most now is the results of the game.

So after a fleeting touch, Yutian began to discuss tactics again.

"In the remaining few days, the only thing worth studying is the fourth class against the fifth class the day after tomorrow, but now that the fourth class leader is injured, the fourth class has basically shown its full strength, and we don't need to take that one too seriously. Yutian said.

Jia Junhan affirmed: "That's right, what we have to do now is to arrange the tactics of the battle with the sixth class, although there must be a gap in strength, but after all, it is our first game, and we still have to pay attention to it." ”