After several days of sunny days, a dark cloud finally hung gracefully over the blue sky. The sky was instantly overcast, and a gust of wind came out from the west, not very strong, but unexpectedly cold. The cold wind swept the audience's body temperature from the audience like a boning knife, and after a while, ordinary people shivered a little.

From time to time, a few dead leaves were swept in by the wind and landed on the dusty platform. Achilles exchanged a few words with the senior in front of him, and then signaled that the referee could start. The result of the game was already known to both parties, Sunflower attacked according to the original rehearsed script, and the small fists and feet were playing well, but even Jiang Yan could see that Sunflower did not use all his strength.

, if she used all her strength, she would summon the sun when she came up.

Achilles's opponent is not well-known in the academy, and even his plant Artemisia annua is only a mid-stream qualification, not strong, but not weak, and being able to get here all depends on his solid foundation, plus a little luck. After playing the last game a few days ago, after learning that his opponent in the top 32 was Achilles, he knew that his position in the top 16 was stable. Sure enough, the next day, the academy told him to go to rehearsals. He doesn't have any capital to be proud of, so naturally he won't have the idea of seriously fighting to prove his strength, and even said that he still had a little pride during rehearsals.

Artemisia annua is an ordinary plant girl, with the general beauty of plant girls, and her fight with sunflowers is also decent, not even as gorgeous as sunflowers who rarely use melee kung fu, but they still try their best to cooperate with sunflowers' performances.

"Sunpaw!"

"Fist to the Sun!"

"Sun Hammer!"

"Solar Storm!"

"Sunward Saint Yang Wave!"

"There are no shadows under the sun!"

……

Sunflower is like the protagonist in the hot-blooded comic, every action has to shout out the corresponding unclear moves, not to mention, this set of sunflower eighteen styles, it looks really tiger and tiger, if Jiang Yan is not very clear about the nature of his paper tiger, it is really possible to be bluffed by her.

"What's wrong, Populus?" Jiang Yan saw that the poplar in front of him was lowering his head in shame.

"I just regret being so serious before." Hu Yang covered his face with one hand, and his voice couldn't cry or laugh.

What Hu Yang said Jiang Yan didn't know why at first, and then looked at the sunflowers in the stands that were getting more and more energetic, and a sense of identity inexplicably rose in his heart, after knowing the virtue of the sunflowers, he looked at the scene in front of him, and there was a trace of embarrassment in his heart, is this still the sunflower that was kicked off the stage by Hu Yang? How to draw the style is a bit curious.

"Sunflower Secret Technique!" Sunflower jumped high, her body bent slightly, her arms opened, her hands bent inward, and she kicked Artemisia Qinghao with a flying kick, "Hou Yi has to die!" ”

Artemisia annua flew out in response and slammed into the guardrail on one side. The audience, who did not know the truth, cheered, and they all cheered for Sunflower's wonderful performance.

"This acting skill is too exaggerated." Jiang Yan complained frantically in his heart, what the hell is this Hou Yi going to die, how much do you hate Hou Yi, don't people just shoot a few suns!

In the beautiful and second youth, he once wrote a lot of messy things, and "Hou Yi and his nine sun girls" is one of the indelible black history, although the story ended with the success of Chang'e as a childhood sweetheart, but after being promoted to university, he did not hesitate to restore the legend without hesitation, so that Chang'e successfully landed on the moon, continuing the glorious tradition that childhood sweethearts could not go to the end, and let the last sun hanging in the sky complete the counter-killing, Once again, the myth of the heavenly descent system was written.

Ahem, back on the field, Artemisia didn't get up after she fell, she struggled a few times, as if she was going through something painful. Achilles was shocked and looked at Sunflower, Sunflower was also a little confused, this is different from the written script, isn't it the turn of Artemisia annua to explode in place?

"Artemisia annua, what's wrong? Artemisia annua? The gardener of Artemisia annua also sensed that something was wrong, and he went up and shook the fallen Artemisia annua.

Seeing that her eyes were closed, the muscles of her face were constantly trembling, and her throat was constantly making a hoarse and low trilling sound, he raised his head and looked at the innocent-looking sunflower opposite.

"I really...... It's not hard...... "Sunflower tugged at Achilles' sleeve, her little face pale, and her feet restlessly stepped on the spot.

"You ......" The gardener was just about to speak, a pale arm pierced his chest, and the hot blood flowed down the wound, he turned his head and looked ahead incredulously, and after a long time, he felt this fatal pain, the passage of life made his eyes blur, and a lilac shadow stood up, is Artemisia annua? No! She's not!

The sudden situation caused the whole square to boil, and everyone stood up, craned their necks and looked down, trying to see what was really going on in the arena below. Some of the gardeners clearly sensed that something was wrong, and their plant mothers hurried closer to the gardener. Poplar and Poplar were already standing in front of Jiang Yan, the White Thorn had taken on an adult form, and even Pepquino, who had been making a fuss, summoned her most iconic rabbit.

The low, shrill chirping of insects filled the square, and small black insects crawled out of the corpse of the gardener on the ground, and they gnawed on the poor gardener's flesh little by little, and the excitement of the scene made most people unwell. The academy's response was swift, and the discipline committee members and teachers began to evacuate the crowd at the scene.

"Hahahaha!"

Crazy laughter appeared in the center of the arena, and Xiaocao held Jiang Yan's hand uneasily.

The black worms began to gather slowly, and a figure appeared in the place of the original gardener, and his plant Artemisia annua had already stood up, her face was pale, and her pale yellow hair had turned into a deathly lilac.

"What a weak body." A hoarse voice came from Artemisia annua's throat, and she slowly swept through the panicked crowd around her like a walking corpse, and finally, she stopped her gaze on Sunflower.

"This body is not bad."

"Alright, Lendang, don't pick and choose, have you forgotten our mission? The people here are running out. Every word the black figure uttered, it was accompanied by a piercing sound of insects.

"These people don't matter." Moving the body of Artemisia annua, she looked at the stands not far away, "Our task is to contain them. ”

"Hehe, they're all tricky people."

"Noise! How dare you kill my students! With a burst of white shadows, Gandath instantly appeared behind the black shadows, and his fists smashed him directly with the strong wind.

However, the fragments soon turned back into black bugs, flying through the air, and the human form shattered.

"Hmph, little trick." Gandas snorted coldly, and his hand made a claw-like shape, like lightning, and went straight to the center of the insect shadow.

"Hahaha, it's worthy of being an old immortal who has lived for hundreds of years." How dare the black shadow let Gandas wish, turn into a swarm of insects, and avoid this threat.

"Dean! The plant mother of the West Mountain! The plant mother of the West Mountain! It's coming! A man dressed as a teacher rushed forward, and he fell several times on the audience before he reached the edge, "They have repelled the defenders of the outer city!" ”

"What!" Hearing this news, even an old man like Gandas was shocked.

"Hey, hey, hey." The dark shadow smirked, accompanied by an uncomfortable cacophony of insects.

Jiang Yan didn't leave like the rest of the audience, and a few gardeners also made the same choice as him, this incident happened too suddenly, and it was impossible to guarantee that it was safer outside than here, and Jiang Yan, who dragged his family, was unwilling to take risks.

He looked at the few people facing each other in front of him, his eyes swept over the non-moving stands, and then at the black shadow made of insects, and he felt a strong sense of familiarity from above, and he didn't think long before he remembered the reason.

"Jiuli ......" Jiang Yan's muscles are tight, and it is really a hateful name.

MD, sure enough, this kind of competition always has to have these accidents.

Jiang Yan muttered in her heart, and her eyes unexpectedly saw the innocent in the stands, and she was also looking at the black shadow. She suddenly looked up at Jiang Yan, obviously feeling Jiang Yan's gaze.

She nodded slightly.

Sting.

A throwing knife sliced through the dreary air, slicing through the dark shadow's chest, and a green, viscous liquid appeared where it shouldn't be.

The dark shadow looked in shock at the audience, the direction the knife had come from.

"I think we should talk, Prince Jiuli." Jiang Yan's face was cold.