When he was puzzled by Nakajima's strengthening, Nakajima once again swept in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, the first thing he noticed this time was not the knife in his hand that was slashing at him, but his blood-red eroded eyes, which seemed to have blood oozing from his pupils.

Is this Nakajima?

The eyes are full of murder but look very empty, and there is no anger in sight, as if he has lost his soul, more like he wants to take the soul of someone else.

Although the sun was shining in the open-air arena, there was a chill in his heart, and the terrifying feeling made a thought "escape" immediately flash in his mind, and his body automatically retreated backwards in an instant.

Nakajima slashed down, causing a storm that slammed the break that hadn't had time to dodge far into the wall on the edge of the arena.

He felt as if he had been punched in the chest, and after the blood and qi surged, a large mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.

As soon as he fell back to the ground, before he could stand firmly, Nakajima rode the wind. Holding the knife in both hands, it slammed upward, and the wind was raging again.

This time the storm was a few levels higher than before, and the roar was furious, like a fierce beast, constantly hovering and hovering in the sky.

Without the control of the barrier, the whirlwind would have toppled the auditorium and the fence in front of it.

Those who opened the enchantment were all masters of this kind in the legion, and although they succeeded in restraining the storm at this time, they all felt a little struggling. The fact that a trainee in a training camp would have such an ability was something they never expected.

At this time, he was powerless to parry, and was swept into the air by the whirlwind along with many broken bricks. The body completely involuntarily spun and rolled with the storm, and escaped a large piece of meat that had been thrown into the meat grinder.

The body is constantly hit by broken bricks and gravel as a live target, and it is difficult to breathe to the point that it is almost suffocated, as if someone is strangling the neck, and it seems that even thinking is very difficult due to the lack of oxygen supply to the brain, which is really miserable.

"What should I do? If I keep going like this, I'm sure I'll lose! And looking at Nakajima's appearance is not just as simple as trying to beat me. ”

Watching Nakajima suppress the break with overwhelming force, October and Yuxia, Takahashi and the others were in a hurry in their seats.

"Break that guy, why don't you fight back at all?"

October's tone was full of indignation that hatred of iron could not become steel, and he clenched his fists with both hands and wanted to rush to the field to help.

Xixia has begun to pray in his heart for the break, hoping that he can withstand it, but his heart is so nervous that he is about to jump out, and he can't calm down.

"Break, come on!"

Takahashi leaned forward, stammering without words.

In contrast, the Nakajima support group sitting in the rows in front of them was all overjoyed and shouted desperately.

Most of the audience just watched the competition with a lively mentality, and most people still couldn't make up their minds whether to expect Qixing to win or to lose.

None of the people present noticed that Nakajima was a little abnormal now, and only felt that he was fighting with all his strength normally, and the weak performance of the break was caused by the difference in strength between the two, including the instructor, the head of the regiment and Keicho and others also thought so.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Nakajima did not intend to let the broken fall down, but directly raised his knife and flew into the wind.

In order to make it easier to do it himself and to increase his hit rate, he lowered the wind level as soon as he entered the storm.

The weakened wind could barely sustain the ability to hold people in the air, but the speed of rotation had slowed down considerably.

Duan immediately sensed the strong murderous aura coming towards him.

Nakajima's eyes became more and more red, like a blood moon hanging in the dark night sky, becoming more gloomy and terrifying, and the malice surged infinitely.

No, he's going to kill someone!

Is this person really Nakajima?

Even if there is usually a little bit of a holiday between them, Nakajima does not hate him to the point of wanting to kill him to vent his anger.

But the person in front of him, the only bare eye on his entire face, clearly exposed the idea of "kill, kill, kill".

Breaking the horror to realize that it was no longer so simple as a competition, and that he was in a dangerous situation of life and death, which was greatly beyond the scope of the competition.

What's going on? Is this man Nakajima? If so, why did it suddenly become like this?

His back was already dripping with cold sweat, and his mind was a mess, and he had no clue at all. But Yuyu was boiling, and there was no time to think about these messy questions, and Nakajima's knife suddenly stabbed at him.

By this time, the wind had become less powerful, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was finally able to exert strength.

Seeing that the sword was like an arrow off the bowstring, it could hit the bull's-eye in an instant, and without any consideration, he only relied on his instinct of self-protection to swing his sword with all his strength.

"Ahh......h

With a long shout in his mouth, the power in his body burst out through Starfall, and the sound spread throughout the arena of Nuoda, and almost everyone heard it.

For a moment, the audience all stared with bated breath, as if they had been immobilized, and all sounds and movements stopped at this second.

He felt as if something in his body had exploded, instantly squirting power onto the sword in his hand.

A person who is not cornered will never know how much potential he can unleash.

Originally, he just wanted to try his best to use the B-rank skill "Light Blade", which was still very rusty, hoping to use 50% of his power to reduce Nakajima's fatal blow.

Unbeknownst to him, as the steady stream of power was transmitted to the sword body, a large area of blue light suddenly exploded on the sword body, and the power of the explosion formed a spherical light that expanded and catapulted around, intending to forcibly dissipate the storm.

Nakajima only wanted to kill his opponent wholeheartedly, and he didn't want to avoid or defend at all, so he forcibly used his body to bear the huge impact of the light explosion, and was suddenly knocked dozens of meters away, fell to the ground and quickly slid back to the wall on the other side of the arena before barely stopping, and the person fainted on the spot.

The storm and the lightburst collided violently, and countless light blades shot out from the starfall at the same time, and the three forces exploded superimposed in the battle with each other, and the entire arena was suddenly shaken.

At the center of the explosion, waves of air flew and waves of light rolled wildly, and different forces intertwined with each other and soared into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

"Not good. ”

At the same time, someone in the judges' seat let out an exclamation, that is, three black shadows rushed out of the seat.

However, in an instant, four reinforced earthen walls rose around the explosion, controlling the scope of the explosion.

The barrier on top had been breached, but a white light forced the force of the explosion back into the barrier from top to bottom, and continued to compress it downward.

This kind of competition reached its limit in a short time, and only a loud bang was heard in the middle of the earthen wall, and the four walls and the field below shook violently. The tremor soon spread throughout the arena, and it seemed that not only the walls, but even the arena would immediately collapse and disintegrate.

The audience began to clamor and shout.