"A bunch of ants, you don't deserve to know my Zhuo Ping's name!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the audience was stunned, what kind of operation is this?

I can't tell if it's a mockery or a joke.

Han Qingfeng burst out laughing, and then the laughter spread like a virus, and the arena was filled with happy air.

Cheng Qingdong couldn't hold back and laughed.

Zhuo Ping was a little dazed.

Lu Xi covered his face.

Big brother, it's for you to provoke the other party, not to make the other party laugh. How can this be fought? Before the plan even started, you ruined it.

Cheng Qingdong took out his weapon, four strangely shaped daggers, with only the blade and no hilt.

His ability is Mind Domain's small metal incomplete.

Cheng Qingdong's ability trait is metal manipulation, and despite all the qualifiers, it's still a rare metal manipulation-like ability trait with huge potential that makes him proud. It's just that he strips out the long qualifiers when introducing his ability.

His small size means that he can only manipulate small metal targets such as daggers. Incomplete means that you need to touch the target with your body for fifteen seconds before you can control it.

In order to keep the control time constantly refreshing, Cheng Qingdong would constantly touch the dagger with his hand before the battle.

The method he chose was to touch the blade with his fingertips, and quickly control the dagger to throw an arc that fell on his other hand. Then replace it with the next one.

The four silver daggers drew dazzling arcs in the air, from the left hand to the right hand, and from the right hand to the left hand, which was very beautiful. Like a circus juggling clown.

Cheng Qingdong thought this was super cool and made this his signature move.

Zhuo Ping snorted coldly, "Ant-like!" ”

Han Qingfeng's eyes narrowed, this kid has some potential, but he was forked by the old Lu Sect, this is obviously a counterattack by waste wood, and he should not be crushed by the rebirth of the strong. If you want to shout don't bully the young man to be poor, it suits his temperament.

I haven't read Lao Lu's novels much, and I can't do it lively.

In a joyous atmosphere, such mocking words could not stir up any hatred. On the contrary, everyone thought that he was cute and laughed even more happily.

However, Lu Xi watched Cheng Qingdong throw the flying knife, felt dizzy, and said casually, "Are you playing acrobatics, aren't you dazzled?" ”

In exchange for Cheng Qingdong's cold gaze, Lu Xi secretly complained about his cheapness.

The referee announces the start of the match.

Zhuo Ping stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was arrogant, and his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at his opponent.

But no one paid attention to him, and Cheng Qingdong and Song Qi both went straight to Luxi.

The moment the referee shouted to start, Lu Xi felt that something was wrong, and the opponent was all rushing towards him!

The light blue aura flowed slowly, and four long lines, pointing from Cheng Qingdong to Luxi, were like a jet plane's long smoke trailing, streaking across the sky, leaving traces.

Lu Xi bent his knees slightly, exerted force in his legs, and at the moment of the start of the game, he rose into the air, jumped to the side, and an alloy dagger was inserted into the metal ground, sparking a spark.

If it weren't for Lu Xi's use of aura perception to predict in advance, he would have been hit by a dagger at this moment!

Lu Xi tossed on the ground for a few weeks, and before he could get up, he rolled to the side.

Another string of sparks brushed the ground, the second handle.

Lu Xi leaned back, completely attached to the ground, and a cold light passed against the tip of his nose, the third handle.

Lu Xi stretched his legs, showing a large character. The blade sank into the ground in the middle, the fourth handle.

That's too much!

Han Qingfeng sighed, "Lao Lu, this game is ugly." ”

Everyone is silent, what is the operation of lying down at the beginning? Although they could see that Lu Xi was trying to dodge the blade, and the prediction was terrifyingly accurate, and his movements were smooth.

But lying down and dodging the flying knife is a bit unsophisticated. It is not in line with this era, facing the danger head-on, never retreating, and being rigid to the end.

Lu Xi hurriedly got up, and a carp stood up to play. A week ago, he would never have been able to do that.

The strength has improved significantly.

It didn't take long for Lu Xi to turn around and run towards the edge of the ring.

Song Qi had already chased after him with a sledgehammer.

Song Qi's ability trait is the weight loss of the telekinetic domain. Ability to reduce the weight of objects that come into contact with the body.

It is said that this kind of relatively chicken ability trait will not be able to enter the Mental Power Academy, but Song Qi has a good martial arts talent, and with the ability characteristics, he can dance a sledgehammer of several hundred catties like an embroidery, which is half a martial arts cultivation.

Cheng Qingdong had already withdrawn the flying knife. He was surprised that the first wave of attacks had not worked. Lu Xi dodged the attack of his four throwing knives, which made him a little annoyed, he couldn't defeat the enemy as soon as he could, even if he won, it would be meaningless.

Pan Tongguang's face turned a little pale, he knew that Lu Xi's ability characteristic was accurate intuition, and this intuition was too accurate, and he dodged four flying knives in a row between the lightning and flint, and he was also the best among the freshmen in the school.

It's just that the onlookers didn't think so, or didn't want to think so, they only felt that Lu Xi's falling action was embarrassing, and the posture of escaping was not good-looking. This kind of obscene way of fighting is not in line with their young and enthusiastic value orientation.

Lu Xi continued to run, and Song Qi chased with a sledgehammer.

Cheng Qingdong had already refreshed the control time of the flying knife, took a step, and was ready to release the flying knife again, giving Lu Xi a one-hit kill.

A tall figure stopped in front of him.

It's Zhuo Ping.

Zhuo Ping stared at Cheng Qingdong and didn't let him take a step forward. It was their pre-match tactic.

During the training, Lin Yiqing told them that there is a distance limit for each ability caster to release an ability, and the specific distance data is a secret that every ability caster must keep.

Lin Yiqing said that although she could not tell herself detailed data, her casting distance could not cover the entire ring. According to her judgment, Cheng Qingdong's casting distance should not exceed 20 meters, and it should be around 15 meters!

In addition to physical fitness and reaction speed, the most important training content in a week's special training is the sense of distance in battle!

Cheng Qingdong was very annoyed, Lu Xi didn't care about face at all, he got up from the ground and ran to the edge of the ring, which was beyond his control of the flying knife, and he had to take five steps forward to attack Lu Xi.

We must first solve this Zhuo Ping, who has a bad head.

Cheng Qingdong controlled the flying knife and shot at Zhuo Ping.

Close at hand, Zhuo Ping is unavoidable!

The first knife shot into his eye, and he turned his head sideways to avoid the point, leaving a long wound on his face.

A second throwing knife stabbed into his left arm, leaving a bloody hole.

The third throwing knife pierced into his lower abdomen, but was resisted by his third-level psionic physique, unable to continue deeper.

The fourth knife shot into the right leg, leaving a trail of blood.

But he didn't take a step back, and resisted Cheng Qingdong to the death.

Lu Xi fled along the edge of the ring while slowly manipulating the aura, extracting the aura from the ring and converging it in his palm.

But Lu Xi found a problem, in motion, the speed of gathering spiritual energy was too slow. While evading Song Qi's pursuit, he was distracted and manipulated the aura, and it took the year of the monkey to drain the aura in the ring.

Moreover, Song Qi, as a half-martial cultivator, has very good physical fitness, and he followed Lu Xi closely, and the sledgehammer almost smashed on Lu Xi's head several times.

Lu Xi shouted at Zhuo Ping, "Quick! Fight back! ”

"Eight o'clock, seventeen meters!"

Zhuo Ping didn't look back, as if he had rehearsed countless times, he released a lightning bolt the thickness of a little thumb, hitting Song Qi who was chasing behind Lu Xi.

The power of the first-order ability was very small, and it didn't cause much damage to the rough-skinned Song Qi, but the pain and numbness of the electric shock made his body stiffen, and the pursuit slowed down.

Lu Xi took the opportunity to shake off and got a respite.

But because Zhuo Ping was distracted and released his ability, he was stabbed in the body by Cheng Qingdong's flying knife, adding several wounds.

Everyone was stunned, and there are such teammates? Zhuo Ping dragged the strongest opponent alone, used his body to resist the opponent's flying knife, and won you a one-on-one opportunity, and you actually want Zhuo Ping to help you attack the enemy?

Lu Xi, are you still embarrassed?

In the corner of the stands, there was a slender figure, her face covered by a deep hood, and her white chin was outlined in a beautiful arc.

It was Lin Yiqing, and she didn't think much of Lu Xi's tactics. But she knew that although Lu Xi and Zhuo Ping looked more embarrassed now, one holding his head and the other covered in scars, the battle was going on at the rhythm of Lu Xi.

Let's hope his tactics work......