Su Qingluo held the hilt of the sword with one hand, the blade of the sword was facing the sky, and the tip of the tip flashed with a meteor-like light, spreading out in all directions, stabbing people unable to open their eyes. She placed her fingers on the hilt of her sword, and then slid towards the head of the sword.

She closed her eyes tightly, her eyebrows squeezed into a line, her lips squirming up and down, not knowing what ancient and mysterious incantation she was chanting.

Qin Lan did not take advantage of the situation, but waited for Su Qingluo's next move. But he wasn't stupid enough to wait dryly like that, his mind was turning around a thousand times, and he had already thought of a strategy to deal with it.

"Look at the move!" Su Qingluo let out a loud shout, stepped on the cherry blossoms and rose into the air, and waved the sword in his hand down. The sharp sword mixed with the leaves, kicked up the dust, and slashed at Qin Lan overwhelmingly. With an unstoppable force, it seemed to split him in half.

Qin Lan reacted quickly, and it took sixty percent of his strength to reluctantly take the sword. Even so, he was forced back several steps by the force. Feeling a burst of fishy sweetness in his throat, Qin Lan spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the purple Xuantian Thunder in his hand red.

Qin Lan was located below, and he had no advantage, so he could only resist desperately.

Su Qingluo was already red-eyed, and he would not show mercy at all. As soon as Qin Lan caught this move, she used the huge energy emitted by the two swords to do a backflip in the air, and then fell extremely quickly, kicking her feet towards Qin Lan.

Qin Lan seemed to have guessed that there would be such a blow, after all, when he was at the door of room 666, he had already suffered such losses several times. The so-called eating a trench grows a wisdom, for Qin Lan, the same trick is used more, and the flaws will become more and more obvious. All this was expected by him, Qin Lan was not surprised, and even thought of a way to deal with it a long time ago.

He let go of his sword once more, and with one side, he easily dodged the menacing blow.

But Su Qingluo is not stupid, he had already expected this move, how could he let him hide again in vain?

At the moment when Qin Lan let go of the sword, Su Qingluo keenly noticed his small movements, and immediately let go of the sword as well.

After successfully dodging this blow, Qin Lan immediately turned around to summon the weapon, and tightly grasped the hilt of Zixuan Heavenly Thunder's sword.

"Scatter, Senbon Sakura!" Su Qingluo shouted, and pieces of cherry blossom petals fell with the wind.

As you can see, Qin Lan had just withdrawn his sword, and in the next second, the thousand cherry blossoms had turned into petals. As if they had vitality, these petals turned into sharp blades, wrapped in a ball and attacked Qin Lan.

Qin Lan jumped up and down, running around, and finally dodged the attacks again and again.

The opponent's offensive is fierce, but there is nothing new. This Su Qingluo, although his strength should not be underestimated, but he does not have enough actual combat experience, and the tricks he uses are only a few tricks. Unexpectedly, of course, it can achieve the expected effect, but if you use it too much, it will inevitably be too easy to leak flaws.

Qin Lan stepped back step by step, as anxious as a monkey, which made Su Qingluo very satisfied. The more embarrassed Qin Lan was, the more proud she became. Once a person is proud, it is easy to take it lightly.

Seeing that Su Qingluo had been gloating, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, Qin Lan knew that his plan had succeeded. He was still running around, still panicked, but his mind was extremely clear, and he approached the other party step by step without Su Qingluo noticing him.

After a few back and forth, Qin Lan had already escaped on the stage several times. He was as funny as a clown, which also made Su Qingluo gradually relax his vigilance.

Just as Su Qingluo was holding his hands and smug, Qin Lan immediately retreated and jumped behind her at once.

Feeling the energy suddenly coming from behind, Su Qingluo's smile froze for an instant, but before she could react, Qin Lan was already standing behind her.

Qin Lan clenched the "Purple Xuantian Thunder" in his hand, controlled his strength within a certain range, and tried his best to ensure that the other party would not be seriously injured, and he could win this duel again.

Although this is not very gentlemanly for a girl, he has to do it out of helplessness. Qin Lan just wanted to end this battle as soon as possible, explain all the misunderstandings clearly, get what she wanted, and then immediately go back to the dormitory, lying on the bed and falling asleep.

He really wanted to sleep with him for three or two days as soon as he lay down! He was so tired and exhausted that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Qin Lan hesitated for a moment, her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, as if she was making some major decision. Eventually, he made up his mind.

He opened his eyes, his pupils flashed with a determined and unbearable light, ruthless, and attacked Su Qingluo with a sword in his hand.

He really couldn't bear to attack such a delicate little girl. But Qin Lan knew that he had no choice.

This duel, he must win!

Su Qingluo realized that it was not good, so he immediately activated his superpower, and after the blade-like petals circled the stage a few times, he quickly flew behind her, blocking the sword qi swung by Qin Lan, and returned to her hand.

Although some of the petals had been injured by Qin Lan's sword qi and shattered into several pieces, and they could no longer attack, Su Qingluo was not seriously injured, which was an unexpected joy.

Su Qingluo took the heavy blow with his back to Qin Lan, and then activated his superpowers, and thousands of cherry blossom petals flew again as if they had life.

Each petal was like a sharp blade, cutting through the air, with an unstoppable momentum, flying towards Qin Lan like an offline bow and arrow. Although the speed was extremely fast, Qin Lan could barely cope with it. Like a whack-a-mole, when he sees one, he shatters it. In the process of resisting, Qin Lan was also quietly accumulating strength, not daring to do his best.

He had been waiting, waiting for the final blow to unleash all his power at once.

The two of them were entangled like this for more than ten rounds, and the energy stored in Qin Lan's body was also increasing, and it had even been transmitted to the Purple Xuan Heavenly Thunder through the veins. The purple sword was constantly swaying with a crescent-like lightning. The lightning slowly gathered at the tip, and the color became darker and darker, like a volcano ready to erupt, and once it erupted, it would destroy everything in this world.

Qin Lan held the sword in his hand and swung it vigorously into the air.

At that moment, a steady stream of power poured out of his body, and with the momentum and determination to sweep through thousands of troops, Qin Lan swung out a sword mark in the shape of a "one". After a long time, this trace gradually dissipated. The cherry blossoms that were affected by the sword qi were all burned to ashes the moment they touched the sword light, dispersed with the wind, and slowly disappeared without a trace. And the remaining cherry blossom petals, although they did not turn into dust and smoke, were also affected by this purple lightning in the shape of "one", and they were not only all scattered, but also returned to their original form and returned to Su Qingluo's hands.

Su Qingluo stretched out his hand to take the cherry blossoms, trying to use his superpowers to condense them together, and once again become a sharp sword.

Seeing the opportunity, Qin Lan quickly rushed forward, as if the battle was about to end here.

Between the lightning and fire, Su Qingluo suddenly became alert. She immediately raised her sword and attacked Qin Lan.

Unexpectedly, Qin Lan did not face the battle head-on, but directly squatted down.

This caught Su Qingluo off guard, and before she could react, she felt a slight pain in her stomach, as if she had been hit by something.

That's right, as soon as Qin Lan squatted down, he used this move in an instant. He gathered the purple lightning in the palm of his hand, and after estimating that it was almost touched, he hit Su Qingluo's stomach directly, hitting the opponent's dantian. Qin Lan is not too much to do this, he just uses his own body to govern others. What's more, he also deliberately lowered his strength, which can be regarded as benevolent and righteous.

First he felt a hot pain in his stomach, and then he was shocked by the superpowers around Qin Lan, and Su Qingluo didn't even have the strength to hold the weapon steady. She let go of her hand, was shocked and flew out, and rolled on the ground several times, just like she did to Qin Lan at the beginning.

It was originally a close contact, and this strength was naturally a little stronger than usual, plus Su Qingluo's original state was not sober enough, and when she fought against Qin Lan when she lost her mind, she would definitely be the one who suffered. But she was too conceited and too proud to admit it until she was defeated......

Due to the loss of too many superpowers, Su Qingluo no longer had the strength to fight again, and the weapon was directly turned into pieces of pink petals and returned to her body because of the excessive consumption.

Seeing such a scene, Qin Lan also put away his sword blade and shouted "Receive". The Purple Xuantian Thunder that was swaying with lightning also obediently returned to his body.

After doing all this, Qin Lan was already tired and sweating profusely, he casually wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, then walked in front of Su Qingluo, squatted down and stretched out his hand to her in a friendly manner, with a sincere and kind smile on his face.

But Su Qingluo, who was delirious, didn't appreciate it, she used her last bit of strength to slap Qin Lan open.

Su Qingluo endured the pain and tried not to twitch the corners of his mouth vigorously. She gritted her teeth and clutched her stomach and stubbornly stood up.

She looked at Qin Lan unwillingly, and said stubbornly, "Don't think it's over like this, I will never let you go!" ”

"Ha, it's okay, can I make a request now?" Qin Lan didn't take her anger to heart, but responded to Su Qingluo with a smile.

This sunny and gentle smile seems to have been seen somewhere. Su Qingluo was speechless for a moment, and in an instant, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with Qin Lan. She was frightened by this strange and familiar feeling, and her eyes widened with incredulity.

"I want to clear up the misunderstanding with you and become friends with you, is that okay?" Qin Lan smiled softly again.

As soon as these words came out, Su Qingluo was even more surprised. She opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a shrill voice.

Su Qingluo raised his head, and as far as he could see, it was a dazzling red - the entire school park, including the third number of dueling arenas, was covered with a red light that symbolized danger.

Shrill sirens rang out one after another, repeating this heart-wrenching warning—

"Alert! Alert! The cell has been destroyed, all the prisoners have escaped, please be ready for battle!!"

"How did you escape?"

"I don't know!"

"There's no way, you can only face it, hurry up and prepare!"

"Yes!"

The crowd was shocked, as noisy as a pot of hot water, bubbling out. Fortunately, someone was in danger and hurriedly gave the order.

As they scattered and prepared to face each other, a familiar voice sounded over Battle Field 3, "What did you just say?" Who won't be spared? ”

Three black shadows slowly appeared in the sunlight, and they got closer and closer, until they could clearly see their faces - that obscene and greasy appearance was a few delinquent teenagers who had been imprisoned by the student union for attacking Qin Lan and his party in the harbor.

It seems that something big will happen next, seeing these bad teenagers standing in the sun again, Qin Lan has a sense of foreboding in his heart at this time.

They were still dressed in prisoners' clothes, and their faces and clothes were dirty. My hair hasn't been washed for a long time, and it's not only messed up into a bird's nest, but it's also greasy, and it can even be scraped off for stir-frying! As for the expression, it's still as obscene and perverted as ever.

Several non-mainstream laughed loudly, their arrogant eyes stared in all directions, and swaggered into Room 3 of the battle field......