"Teacher? I don't think a person who doesn't have the virtue of being a teacher deserves to be called a teacher! ”

Su Hang lowered the sickle jue in his hand, and his serious pupils were reflected on the blade, "For the sake of the past, and for the sake of those students who have been deeply hurt by you, here, I declare war on you!"

"Hmph, as a teacher, it's a matter of course to teach disobedient students a lesson." Hearing Su Hang's words, Wu Moumou couldn't help but snort coldly, and then a burst of gray light erupted from her, like a gray rattlesnake spitting out a letter, rushing towards Su Hang.

At the same time, echoes of praise resounded in the sky.

"Challenger: Wu Moumou. Title: Devil Teacher"

"Challenged: Su Hang. Title: Narrowly Escaped Death. ”

"Death Duel, start now!"

At the time of this voice, changes were taking place on the Nether Gate.

I only heard a collision, and the face symbolizing Su Hang and the face symbolizing Wu Moumou overlapped heavily. It emits a red glow like blood.

"The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers!"

Since the other party wanted to kill him from the beginning, there was no need for him to show mercy to her. What's more, the other party seems to have an extraordinary interest in his Nether Gate.

Thinking of this, Su Hang rushed towards Wu Moumou, and a gust of wind began to fly beside him, seeing that in the next second, the edge of the sickle was about to fall on the top of Wu Moumou's head.

And Wu Moumou obviously didn't look like it was the first time he faced such a brutal duel.

She stood unusually calmly in place, aimed the gap between her fingertips at Su Hang, closed her eyes, gathered all her thoughts, and then said lightly: "Disrespect the teacher, the first punishment of the ruler!" ”

"Tartar ——!"

Su Hang immediately paused and covered his chest with his hands. It was as if the heart had been hit hard. Even the thoughts were blank for a moment, as if the oxygen in the air had been emptied, making it difficult to breathe.

Then, a little cold light swept through the air, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Although Su Hang hastily brandished the sickle to block this attack, the three embroidery needles that followed still caused him a little damage—one of them still slashed through his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

He looked at Wu Moumou with a somewhat embarrassed face, and couldn't help but feel a little remorseful in his heart, he was still careless.

Next, be careful not to underestimate the abilities of any one person.

He said to himself in his heart, and then clenched Kao Jue tightly, but was shocked to find that he couldn't use any of the two abilities that Kao Jue had awakened!

"Can't you even use your abilities?"

Wu Moumou's proud voice sounded in Su Hang's ears, "A little cold light came first, and then the needle came out like a dragon." ”

At the same time, countless embroidery needles began to float around her body. The slender embroidery needles all began to aim at Su Hang, and a little cold light flashed on Su Hang's face.

Su Hang let the blood on his face flow and did not wipe it away with his hands. Instead, he looked at Wu Moumou coldly.

"This is the consequence of disobedience to the teacher!"

Wu Moumou was like lecturing in class, and sneered at Su Hang condescendingly, "Although I don't know what your ability is, the teacher's strength is overwhelming-all my students, in front of me, are not allowed to use any ability beyond the norm." ”

"Haha! That's the power, the power to make the rules! It was the power I sacrificed six students in exchange for it!"

As soon as the words fell, countless embroidery needles flew towards Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Su Hang slammed the desk next to him with his hand, using it to block the oncoming thin needles. Then he coiled his body and quickly moved closer in the direction of Wu Moumou.

Then, the sickle in his hand slashed horizontally, but was blocked by countless embroidery needles.

Wu Moumou stood in place, she wrapped herself from head to toe in pieces of embroidery needles, like a humanoid hedgehog.

The dense embroidery needle stuck the sickle in Su Hang's hand.

Wu Moumou looked down at Su Hang with a commanding look, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning: "It's useless, an attack on Chengdu like you, but it can't hurt me, give up." Obediently hand me over that door, and I can let you live. For the sake of you, who was my student. ”

As soon as Su Hang saw the form in front of him, he immediately made a decision, escaped from the door, and then quickly turned around and put his back against the wall.

In the next second, embroidery needles poured out from behind the door like a tide and hit the opposite wall.

Su Hang quickly turned the attacks of both sides into force in his mind.

If his attack power is full when he uses the sickle, then now that the sickle's abilities are sealed, he can only rely on the sharpness of the sickle to cause damage. But without using the ability, the damage of the sickle will only be compressed to half or even a quarter of the original. And what's more, the sickle is only a melee weapon.

Compared with Wu Moumou's embroidery needle, although the attack power is not high, it is better than the number and the long range. For him now, he can only rely on dodging to reduce damage, and he can't hit it hard.

"Su Hang, don't be fearless and struggle anymore."

Wu's footsteps sounded slowly, and the door was broken and collapsed to the side. A hideous and terrifying figure sat on the ground under the projection of the light, hands outstretched, countless embroidery needles hovering over her arms.

She laughed wildly: "You can't get in, Su Hang." The teacher will never let a bad student like you go—"

As she spoke, the embroidery needles that were still on the wall began to shake one by one.

The first embroidery needle flew out of the wall, and instead of falling to the ground, it quickly turned around and aimed the needle in the hallway.

And then the second, the third...... More and more embroidery needles are leaping out. Then, they all accelerated in the direction of the corridor, leaving silver lines in the air.

"Oh, poor boy."

The moment Wu Moumou came out from behind the door, she thought she would see a Su Hang with pinholes on his body, lying quietly in the corridor.

But there was nothing in front of her—only the sound of footsteps. And it sounds farther and farther away, farther and farther away.

"This kid! Still want to run?"

Wu Moumou roared angrily, and then quickly chased in the direction of the footsteps. Behind her, all the embroidery needles on the ground hung in the air, and followed her in the direction of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

When he felt that he was almost running, Su Hang glanced back and found that he could still see Wu Moumou's figure. He gritted his teeth and rushed down the narrower alley beside him.