Chapter 52: Can you have a happy competition?
"Yes," Yun Ling narrowed his eyes, "If the challenger doesn't defeat the champion in the time of a stick of incense, then the champion wins, and this is already the last competition today, if I fail the challenge, you will successfully enter the quarterfinals." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info【For more exciting novels, please visit】"
Ye Liubai clenched his fists respectfully, "That's true, in the lower spiritual energy belongs to the wind system, although the attack power is insufficient, but the speed is only below the lightning system, if you dodge in the next heart, Miss Yun Ling may only be defeated." ”
"You'll have to give it a try." Yun Ling's eyes were full of fighting intent!
Ye Liubai was stunned for a moment, "I offended Miss, I was arrogant." Miss Yun Ling is careful, she will not have the slightest reservation in this battle, and she will definitely do her best to meet it. ”
"That's the best."
"Be careful!" Ye Liubai let out a loud shout, and a round of wind blades as huge as his body was embedded in his right arm, and the two wind cones under his feet boosted, shooting towards Yun Ling like arrows from the string, and the strength of the peak of the fourth order was fully revealed.
"Star Pupil!" Yun Ling opened the star pupil, and a shining star appeared in the pupil.
Under the star pupil, the white wind spiritual energy flow in Ye Liubai's body was all reflected in his eyes, and the sharp increase in spiritual energy in his left arm exposed Ye Liubai's tactics.
"Is the right hand just a feint?" A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Yun Ling's mouth.
Yun Ling moved, three pitch-black daggers appeared in his hand at the same time, raised his arms and shook his hand, and at the same time as the three daggers shot out, Yun Ling leaned down and rushed towards Ye Liubai's huge wind blade at a speed that was not inferior to Ye Liubai.
Wen Cang's whole body tensed, and the white spirit wings behind him appeared silently. Even if Yun Ling is a well-known waste in Xizhao City, Wen Cang doesn't want the daughter of Xizhao City to die in the ring she supervises, especially such a cruel death.
He himself is a user of wind spiritual energy, and he is naturally clear about the huge power of Ye Liubai's wind blade, and that kind of wind blade can instantly split a person into two when it cuts into a person's body.
However, the expected scene did not happen, Wen Cang only saw Ye Liubai writhing awkwardly, not only did the huge wind blade on his right arm disappear, but also the indomitable attack also froze, and a small wind escape was born in his left arm, blocking Yun Ling's three daggers that flew in.
On the other hand, Yun Ling had already bullied Ye Liubai when he was in the wind, and a dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake swallowing cold light, and for a while, he forced Ye Liubai to retreat again and again, without the slightest strength to fight back.
And when Yun Ling's offensive was in full swing, Ye Liubai's defense was even more difficult, and he began to slowly retreat step by step.
Wen Cang's mouth was wide open, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.
It's messed up! The world is a mess!
At this scene, he deeply doubted that he was dazzled, a zero-order who was known as a thousand-year-old waste actually forced a young genius of the wind system who had reached the peak of the fourth order at a young age to have no ability to resist at all, and could only keep passively defending!
It can't be a match-fixing, right? Ye Liubai deliberately let Yun Ling?
However, looking at Ye Liubai's constricted brows and the sweat on his forehead, he could only conclude that Ye Liubai had tried his best and had fully exerted his strength at the peak of the fourth order.
Since this is the case, there is only one conclusion, that is, Yun Ling is a pervert, or the word demon is more suitable for her.
In fact, now Ye Liubai's heart is the most surprised and distressed, surprised that Yun Ling only relies on a dagger, the offensive that has no spiritual energy blessing is as continuous as a surging river, and the distress is that he seems to be fighting against an omniscient and all-powerful god who can see what he is thinking in his heart, as long as he imagines that when he plays chess, his every intention is clearly seen by the opponent and blocked in the embryonic stage, the depression is enough to understand Ye Liubai's madness in his heart now.
Can you still have a happy competition?! Ye Liubai really wanted to yell to express his inner emotions.
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