Zhang Yifan looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, on the face of the stick, a "one" number was written, and then he raised the bamboo stick, and when the others saw this, they also raised the bamboo stick one after another. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's really interesting, and I'm thinking about it just now." The smiling assassination looked at Zhang Yifan, and then proudly raised the bamboo stick in his hand, there was also a number the same as Zhang Yifan, obviously, he was Zhang Yifan's opponent.

Zhang Yifan stared at the assassination with a smug smile and shook his head helplessly.

"This fool" Hua Ruyu grinned, feeling a little miserable and laughed at Zhang Yifan, this assassination is probably weaker than herself, I really don't know how stupid this guy must be, and he still shows this kind of smile at this time.

"It's over."

Li Feng on the side smiled bitterly with a pale face, he raised the bamboo stick in his hand, and said, "My opponent is Lan Yutong." ”

"Huh?"

The rest of the players also looked at Li Feng sympathetically, among the twelve people who participated in this battle, Lan Yutong was the strongest, and Li Feng bumped into Lan Yutong as soon as he came, which was indeed a little unlucky.

Boom!

In Guangzhong, there was a bell ringing again, Hua Ruyu and Mu Zixue looked at each other's signs, and then slowly retreated, and now this first scene should be Zhang Yifan and the assassination.

As they retreated, the countless eyes also instantly converged on the two young figures in the field.

"Hehe, I didn't expect this first scene to be Zhang Yifan's." Wang Yi looked at the two people in the field and said with a smile.

Huo Hairen also smiled and nodded, he could naturally see that the current Zhang Yifan was still a swordsman, although his opponent was in the early stage of the sword spirit, but if he was this kind of opponent, he still believed that this mysterious boy would win.

"Is he that Zhang Yifan?" On the main stage, Mr. Hao, who had always looked a little lazy, suddenly straightened his body slightly, and looked at the handsome young man in the field with some strange eyes.

Dean Huo on the side smiled and nodded.

"I'm afraid the momentum of this kid is not simple." Mr. Hao stared at Zhang Yifan with interest and muttered.

"I hope this little guy won't let me down, otherwise, I'll run for nothing."

Dark Cloud on the side was also a little depressed when he heard this, but he didn't want to ask too much, his son's strength was obviously stronger than his opponent.

"I said that people sometimes get unlucky, and it really doesn't make sense."

On the stage where everyone was watching, the assassin looked at Zhang Yifan with a smile, just now he was still thinking about the best lesson for this guy, but he didn't expect that at this moment, this opportunity would be sent directly to the door.

Zhang Yifan looked at the smug assassination a little helplessly, and couldn't help but shake his head, this guy is indeed a little stupid.

"Can you stop talking nonsense?" Zhang Yifan sighed and said.

The assassination saw Zhang Yifan's attitude of ignorance, and his teeth itched again, this guy always looked like he was so angry that he was angry.

"Zhang Yifan, this time, I won't let you be so proud again!"

The assassination snorted coldly, and the powerful soul power surged out of his body, and the degree of arrogance made the students of the Youth Academy secretly smack their tongues, this guy is really a sword spirit.

"Huh!"

He was on tiptoe, and his figure also swept out, and above his palms, his soul power surged, faintly emitting fiery fluctuations, and a fiery red sword appeared in his hand.

"Great Flame Sword!"

The assassination appeared directly in front of Zhang Yifan, and the sword body was fiery and condensed, like a blazing flame, carrying a violent wind, stabbing angrily at Zhang Yifan's chest.

Zhang Yifan glanced at him casually and raised the demon killing sword in his hand. In fact, last night, he used his soul body to successfully reach the realm of a one-star sword master.

"Smack!"

The crisp voice suddenly resounded in the field, and the sword stabbed out by the assassination seemed to be frozen suddenly, and he looked at the young man in front of him who was smiling helplessly at him a little stunned, and immediately felt a hot pain on his face.

He was slapped inexplicably?

"This"

There were also some surprises outside the scene, and many people didn't see what was going on at all, only the assassination's face with the slap print and the crisp slap sound.

"What a speed!"

Only some people with outstanding eyesight said to themselves with solemn eyes, and they could vaguely see how fast Zhang Yifan's shot was at that moment.

"I'll kill you!"

Although he didn't figure out what was going on, the pain on his face made the assassin's eyes a little red, he looked at Zhang Yifan fiercely, and all the soul power in his body roared out without reservation, and the sword wind swept like a flame, blasting towards Zhang Yifan.

However, in the face of such a ferocious offensive as him, Zhang Yifan moved lightly, as if he was strolling leisurely, no matter how crazy the assassination was, it could not touch the corners of his clothes.

The scene in the field seems a little funny, one person is crazy attacking, one person is leisurely and moving, quite a bit of a storm, I have the taste of the ups and downs of the waves.

At this time, even those ordinary people saw some gaps, and it seemed that the two people in front of them were not at the same level.

"What a mysterious body, this Yifan, it's not simple."

Some powerful people nodded in surprise, facing such a crazy attack from an opponent with the strength of a sword spirit, but they could still be so comfortable and relaxed, this is not something that just anyone can do.

"Are you just going to hide?!" After a long time of inconclusive attack, the assassination was also annoyed and angry, so every attack hit the empty space, it was really uncomfortable.

Zhang Yifan's pace stopped, and his black eyes looked at the assassination without waves.

"Great Heavenly Yanluo!"

When the assassination saw Zhang Yifan stop, there was also a flash of joy in his eyes, and he immediately stepped out, and the soul power in his body gushed out at this time, and the tip of the sword was like a layer of flames superimposed, and then stabbed at Zhang Yifan fiercely.

Since you have seized the opportunity, you have to strike hard and crush this guy!

This thought flashed in the assassination's heart, and then he saw that Zhang Yifan in front of him was also holding the black sword, and then blasted out.

Boom!

Zhang Yifan's black sword, entangled with dark soul power, did not have the slightest dodge of the hard regret on the assassination attack with all his might, and a low and muffled voice suddenly resounded.

A violent wave of qi, centered on the two of them, swept away.

Zhang Yifan's body did not move at all, but the assassination's face turned red, and in the next moment, his body trembled violently, and he flew out directly in the stunned gaze, and then swept out more than ten meters on the ground, and then stabilized in embarrassment.

"How is that possible?!"

The assassin raised his head, his face was full of disbelief, he was two realms higher than him, how could he not even be able to block a move?

"I don't believe it! Something wrong with this sword? The assassin's eyes were red, and with a low shout, he wanted to go crazy again.

Swish!

And just as he was about to rush out, a black shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost, and before he could react, the tip of a black sword was pressed against his throat.

Feeling the coldness in his throat, the assassination suddenly stiffened with fright, he looked at the young man's face that was close at hand, the face that was originally gentle on weekdays, at this time it seemed a little cold and cold, that kind of indifferent gaze, made his heart beat violently, with a feeling of Mount Tai pressing the top.

"I throw in the towel."

The assassin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said tremblingly, he finally understood the gap between the two, this kid is a demon.

Zhang Yifan glanced at him, didn't bother to bother with him, and slowly let go of the demon killing sword.

"Yifan is amazing!"

As Zhang Yifan let go of the sword, the outside of the field also suddenly boiled, and the students in the audience, especially Hua Ruyu, couldn't help but roar excitedly, he didn't see the exact battle, but he could see that the assassination was almost crushed by Zhang Yifan. This is in line with the strength of the boss in his heart.

Lan Yutong stared at Mu Chen, smiled, and then moved his lips slightly.

Zhang Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw what Lan Yutong wanted to say.

"I'm looking forward to playing with you."

"I'll wait."