"In the first round, in the fourth game, Lei Yue won. ”

Seeing that Yang Yi had already fallen off the stage, Director Song Yue's figure flashed, stood on the fighting platform, and said.

At this time, Lei Yue also walked back to the first class and won a group of enthusiastic cheers.

"In the fifth game, Zhao Wei of the first class will play against, and Tang Shiyu of the second class will be played!"

Director Song Yue looked in the direction of the first and second classes, and his voice rang out.

Swish!

In the first class, the young man named Zhao Wei stood on the fighting platform with a flash.

Tang Shiyu stood on tiptoe, his body was as light as rain, and he was also standing on the fighting platform.

"Tang Shiyu, Tang Shiyu. ”

"The goddess of poetry and rain. ”

"Zhao Wei, come on. ”

“......”

In the venue, all eyes fell on the two of them, and some cheers rang out, judging from these cheers, Tang Shiyu's popularity was quite high.

Tang Shiyu has a fresh appearance, a high talent for martial arts, and a little coldness in her pretty face, so she is very famous among the entire freshmen.

The young man named Zhao Wei had a square face and a slightly handsome face, and at this moment, the depths of his gaze looking at Tang Shiyu were also slightly hot.

"Game on!"

Under the fighting stage, Song Yue glanced at the two of them and announced.

After hearing Song Yue announce the start of the game.

Zhao Wei also restrained his mind slightly, in the first class, in addition to Lei Yue and Liu Ling'er, he was also a relatively famous genius.

Only if you win, or perform well, can you win the attention of the girl opposite.

"Tang Shiyu, please advise. ”

Zhao Wei took a light breath and said.

When the words fell, Zhao Wei did not hesitate much, and his heart moved.

Airplanes~!

In the sky above Zhao Wei's head, cyan light converged, turning into a cyan long sword, and on the cyan long sword, the wind element roared, exuding a touch of fierceness.

"It's a sword martial spirit!"

"Four-grade high-level martial spirit, Qingfeng Sword. ”

“......”

Seeing the martial soul above Zhao Wei's head, in the venue, all eyes fell on the Qingfeng long sword.

The sword martial soul is a common weapon martial soul, however, the Qingfeng sword martial soul above Zhao Wei's head is very condensed, and it has reached the level of the fourth grade high-level.

"Tang Shiyu, summon your martial soul as well. ”

Zhao Wei's eyes were hot, and he was a little more imposing, and said.

At this moment, the Qingfeng Sword Martial Spirit was suspended above Zhao Wei's head, which made his whole person have a trace of fierce sword intent.

"No need. ”

Tang Shiyu shook her head slightly, her jade hand stretched out, and on her right hand, the water spiritual power condensed and turned into a dark blue long sword.

"The goddess of poetry and rain also uses a sword. ”

"Although the goddess of Shiyu is not a sword martial spirit, she is also very powerful in swordsmanship. ”

"Come on, Goddess of Poetry!"

“......”

In the venue, eyes fell on Tang Shiyu's body, and some voices also came out.

Today, Tang Shiyu wore a dark blue dress, green silk like ink, fresh and pretty, at this moment, holding a blue water sword, even more moving.

"I was offended in that moment. ”

Seeing that Tang Shiyu did not summon a martial spirit, Zhao Wei's face changed slightly, and he took a light breath.

"Whether you want to fight or not. ”

"This Zhao Wei is talking nonsense for so long a day. ”

“......”

Seeing that Zhao Wei had been talking, some boys who regarded Tang Shiyu as a goddess had already discussed a lot.

Hearing this, Zhao Wei was also a little depressed, but his expression was a little restrained.

"Be careful!"

Zhao Wei took a deep breath and said again.

Whew!

The seal in Zhao Wei's hand changed, and the Qingfeng Sword Martial Spirit above his head flew in front of him.

"Combat skills, sword roaring long forest. ”

Zhao Wei let out a deep sigh, and on the Qingfeng Sword Martial Soul, the light was sheng, and those rays of light spread out, turning into dozens of Qingfeng Sword rays, which were arranged in front of Zhao Wei.

"Go!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhao Wei let out a low shout, and dozens of green wind swords shot towards Tang Shiyu on the opposite side.

Looking at the dozens of swords that shot in, the long sword in Tang Shiyu's hand was also full of light, and with a wave of his right hand, the aqua blue sword qi was stirring.

Bang bang bang!

Before the dozens of spiritual power swords could get close, they all cracked one after another.

Swish!

After smashing those swords, the water flashed under Tang Shiyu's feet, and the blue figure flew towards Zhao Wei like a frightening wave.

"Sword skills, no shadow in the water. ”

The blue long sword in Tang Shiyu's hand was extremely fast, and it approached Zhao Wei in an instant.

Seeing this, Zhao Wei's face also changed slightly, and in an instant, his expression froze, and the Qingfeng Sword Martial Spirit fell into Zhao Wei's hands.

"Sword skills, and listen to the wind!"

At this moment, the Qingfeng Sword in Zhao Wei's hand was shining brightly, and the wind element was roaring, meeting Tang Shiyu.

Whew!

The Qingfeng Sword and the Blue Water Sword clashed in an instant, and on the fighting platform, the sword qi was agitated, and the hard ground was marked with traces of the Dao.

Poof!

After only a few breaths, the two had just exchanged more than a dozen moves, and the clothes on Zhao Wei's chest were cut by Tang Shiyu's dark blue water sword, and blood flowed out.

The dark blue water sword shrouded Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei's face changed, and he clicked on his toes on the ground a few times before he broke away from the battle circle, retreated dozens of meters and stopped, with a touch of surprise on his face.

He is the owner of the sword martial soul, and he has a talent in cultivating sword combat skills, but judging from the sword confrontation just now, Tang Shiyu is obviously much stronger than him.

"Secluded water combat skills, three thousand rain falls. ”

After Zhao Wei broke away from the battle circle, Tang Shiyu glanced at Zhao Wei with a pair of beautiful eyes, and seemed to have no intention of delaying any longer.

Airplanes~!!

The water spiritual power in Tang Shiyu's body surged out, and around her, it directly turned into thousands of blue water droplets.

Whoa!

After thousands of blue water droplets were formed, they suddenly slashed through the void, like rain falling from the sky, shooting towards Zhao Wei.

"Level 3 combat skill, wind tornado. ”

Seeing this, Zhao Wei's face changed, and he hurriedly sealed.

The wind spiritual power in his body roared out, directly turning into a rapidly rotating cyan whirlwind, maintaining Zhao in the center.

The blue raindrops that burst out from all directions were swept into the cyan whirlwind.

After the cyan whirlwind resisted the blue raindrops in the sky, it began to disappear rapidly, revealing Zhao Wei's figure.

Swish!

Just as the cyan whirlwind subsided.

Tang Shiyu's figure had already turned into a blue streamer, approaching Zhao Wei, Zhao Wei's face changed, and he was about to wave the Qingfeng Sword in his hand to block.

The dark blue water sword in Tang Shiyu's hand was already against Zhao Wei's neck.

The slightly cold sword light made Zhao Wei's body stiffen immediately.

The winner is decided!