Peony's wings vibrated with all their might, throwing Yan Qingcheng into the air.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng could only rely on the flapping of her wings to generate airflow to stabilize her body, and the peony below could borrow strength from the ground at any time, and if she didn't let go of her hand, she would kill herself.

Yan Qingcheng decisively let go, and subconsciously relied on his waist to forcibly lift his upper body.

There was a strong gust of wind behind him, and Peony's right leg swept by, almost kicking him in the back of the head.

The sense of battle saved Yan Qingcheng, if he was kicked by Peony's leg, he would lose his ability to resist in an instant.

Yan Qingcheng flapped his wings and flew to a height of five meters above the ground, this height Peony can't reach just by jumping, he is safe for the time being.

If he still has a scythe in his hand, he can even be considered to have an advantage, the Wing Clan can generate great power and speed by relying on top-down attacks, and the long-handled scythe can block all the opponent's dodge space.

But now the situation is diametrically opposite, Yan Qingcheng is unarmed, the only strength he can use is his own weight, a mere ninety kilograms is nothing for the Wing Clan, and even Peony can easily take it; If Yan Qingcheng wants to make any attack, he will give Peony enough time to react, and Peony has stepped on the ground, and the power he can use is greater than him, as long as Yan Qingcheng is close to the ground, Peony will send out a one-hit killing attack.

It is not a way to continue the stalemate, the Wing Clan can fly for a long time mainly by relying on wind and gliding, this underground training room has no natural wind, and there is not enough space to glide, and it can only maintain a suspended flight in the air for ten minutes at most, and after ten minutes, it will be exhausted; In terms of Qingcheng's current situation, it is impossible to delay until the end of the combat power test by this method, Peony will wait until he is more than half of his physical strength consumed before flying up to launch an attack, at that time, Yan Qingcheng's reaction speed is greatly reduced, and in the face of Peony's rapid attack, he can easily expose the vital position.

was generalized, Yan Qingcheng thought, this girl usually looks crazy, but she didn't expect to have so much combat experience.

A look of curiosity appeared on Cheng En and Xiao Sao's faces, and they wanted to know how Yan Qingcheng would solve this dead end.

A minute passed, and he was still flying in the air.

Three minutes passed, and sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

Five minutes passed, and his wheezing could be heard throughout the underground training room.

Yan Qingcheng chose the stupidest way to deal with it, and it was impossible to win by delaying it all the time, so that he would hardly have the power to fight back at the last moment.

Peony glanced at the clock on the wall, there were only three minutes left before the end of the battle test, and he could wait.

Seven minutes passed.

Yan Qingcheng's eyes were a little sluggish, his limbs were relaxed, even his wings began to tremble slightly, and the sound of vibration continued to weaken, obviously reaching the limit.

Peony smiled, vibrating her wings and flew into the sky, ready to end the battle.

But she didn't notice that Song Beichen and Mo Yun in the audience also laughed.

"Hmph, I'm sorry, Qingcheng." Peony flew half a body higher than Yan Qingcheng, and then rushed straight towards the other party.

She folded her legs, her wings spread out with all her might, and struck an eagle fluttering pose.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

When there was only one meter between them, Yan Qingcheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

He swept away his tired posture from top to bottom, and his wings resounded with a roaring vibration.

"Peony, you've finally been fooled!"

Peony's legs were held by Yan Qing's powerful big hands, and she directly lost her balance and was thrown to the ground.

She adjusted her posture in the air, her legs landing on the ground first, barely falling; At this moment, she was shocked in her heart, obviously she didn't expect Yan Qingcheng to use such a powerful force; He had been flying in the air for seven minutes on his own physical strength, and it stands to reason that he was about to burn out, so how could he still fight back?

However, the balance of victory and defeat is still tilted to her side, Peony made a judgment, looked around, she should land before Yan Qingcheng, as long as she takes the first step to get back the battle sickle, then she still has the advantage!

"Are you looking for this?"

A war scythe slid in front of Peony, and she looked up to find Yan Qingcheng looking at her with a smile.

"Why are you so fast?" Peony asked, puzzled.

"I'll explain to you later, there's not much time, only thirty seconds left, let's decide the winner in our traditional way." Yan Qingcheng raised the war sickle in his hand and aimed at the peony.

"Huh...... Good! ”

Peony grabbed the tail end of the war sickle and dragged it with his backhand to rush towards Yan Qingcheng.

Yan Qingcheng did not rush to attack, but erected the sickle handle and fixed it with his left hand and left foot to block the sweep of the peony, and then quickly approached it, and the two war sickles brought sparks all the way in the friction.

Peony let go of the hand holding the war scythe, slapped it at the tail end, and then immediately squatted, the sickle blade rotated around the handle of the sickle in Yan Qingcheng's hand, and swept over the top of Peony's head dangerously and dangerously, while the other end was pumped towards Yan Qingcheng's abdomen.

Yan Qingcheng raised his right leg to block, taking advantage of this gap, Peony bounced up with strength, and the bone spurs at the end of his wings stabbed towards Yan Qingcheng's head.

Yan Qingcheng spread his wings in front of him, and the bone spurs only broke through the blockade of the feathers and stopped, and the peony's wings were locked by Yan Qingcheng.

This is the technique taught to him by Mo Yun, which is specially used to restrain the attack of the opponent's wings, which is the most basic but also the most practical move in the wing clan, and Peony was too anxious to be succeeded by Yan Qingcheng.

The wings are locked, and Peony can only kick his legs, but he can't exert himself in the air; Yan Qingcheng easily blocked Peony's legs with a war sickle, swiped on her lower abdomen, spun in place, and pulled her down from the air.

"The dust has settled," Song Beichen whispered, "Yan Qingcheng has won." ”

"But how did he retain his strength after seven minutes in the air?" Cheng En asked in shock, although he was not a Wing Clan, he had done a lot of research and knew the upper limit of the Wing Clan's stamina.

"Three months, it only took him three months to complete the stone piercing training," Song Beichen's expression was a little unnatural, he looked at Cheng En, and felt that the other party might not be able to understand, so he explained more, "It's a month faster than I was back then." ”

Cheng En nodded, although he didn't know much about the time it took to wear stones, he knew Song Beichen's strength, and the people who could surpass him were naturally amazing.

"This little doll is extremely talented, and has been able to last ten minutes under my command now," Mo Yun added, her eyes winning, "How long did it take you to do the same thing?" ”

"For a whole year." I don't dare to come out of the chic atmosphere.

Cheng En still couldn't believe it, "Even if Qingcheng is so talented, how can he defeat Peony?" She's ......."

"Peony is not necessarily stronger than all of his peers, in fact, even ordinary humans can appear as a top killer who threatens the Wing Clan." Song Beichen said slowly.

Cheng En was silent, he knew what Song Beichen was referring to.

The seven sins, the butcher's knife over the heads of all of them.

"However, with Peony and Yan Qingcheng, we can finally see the real hope," a hint of satisfaction appeared on Song Beichen's face, "Ten years later, it will be up to them to hold up this sky." ”