Be reasonable, facing a calm enemy and an enemy who has lost his mind, both have advantages and disadvantages.

A calm enemy will eat away at your opponent step by step, pushing him to the brink of defeat step by step, and if he is superior or similar to you, then you have no hope of victory.

And a person who has lost his mind can only rely on brute force alone to exhaust his strength in a short period of time, although the outbreak is strong, but the opponent only needs to avoid its edge and wait for the opportunity.

Of course, people who lose their minds sometimes have miraculous effects, and in a battle with a huge disparity in strength, maybe they can really explode and punch the master to death, which is not impossible.

However, in the battle between two desperate people, if they do not grasp every strength and calculate their opponents listlessly, the balance of victory will definitely favor the other side.

Zhao Xizi is such a situation.

Ever since his ancestral talent exploded, the dawn of victory had shone on him. He only needs to grasp the point that Wang Yun is injured and incapacitated, constantly control the whip plant to attack, and eat away at Wang Yun little by little, as long as he adds more wounds, in this battle, if Wang Yun does not need to be possessed by a blind monk, the result is undoubted.

However, Zhao Xizi, who has a deep mind and has been immersed in conspiracy and human nature for a long time, would never have thought that he would be stimulated by Wang Yun to this point, and he lost his mind, he just wanted to insert thousands of people in front of him, how could he still think of the tactic that one branch is not good, and two branches can be used together, and he has fought so far, either attacking one by one, or four branches rushing up.

As a result, the four branches were served in one pot, and the spirit tower was also empty, with only a trace of aura left, and all the cards in his hand were played.

And this "seven" is really like a sharp knife, piercing Zhao Xizi's heart.

This "seven" was not loud, but in the interval between the battles, it was still very clear to the ears of everyone in the audience, and it directly detonated the students who were holding their breath and concentrating.

"Crazy, crazy! What kind of battle am I watching?" a teenager muttered to himself, looking at the stage in a daze.

"Ancestral Talent! It's really Ancestral Talent, I have just confirmed it with the top ten seats, what Zhao Xizi has mastered should be the plant growth in Ancestral Talent!" In another place, a young man with a small head on his face, with a look of excitement and envy, kept shouting, his loud voice directly attracted the eyes of everyone around him.

"What?Ancestral Talent?Qian Wenchen's ability?"

"No wonder every time I fight him, it feels weird, there will be the problem of whipping uncontrolled, it turns out that he used plant growth to quietly change the controlled branches, so he will have the feeling of bad control. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, you're not paying attention to the right point! Seven! The seventh fireball! Who just shouted, saying that Wang Yun only mastered the fireball yesterday? Dare to lie to the old lady!" A girl in shorts and neat short hair shifted the focus of everyone's discussion to Wang Yun as soon as she opened her mouth.

Next to him, a boy who seemed to be on duty nodded busily and echoed: "Yes, this is too exaggerated, Wang Yun used a fireball when he fought with Ye Yeye, and Zhao Xizi has not calculated whether he used a fireball in the morning battle, even so, Wang Yun has released seven fireballs this afternoon." It's impossible!"

"It's not impossible, the current head of the weak crown of the Fire Spirit Palace, as soon as he mastered the fireball, he was a ruthless man who could release it seven times, but that one was praised even by adults, I never expected that I witnessed the appearance of another ruthless person today, it's a pity. A young man dressed as a scribe and out of step with the clothes of the school palace shook his head and said.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he held back the smugness in his heart and continued: "However, the result of this battle has been divided, although Zhao Xizi has made some mistakes, it does not prevent him from teaching an opponent with injured legs, such an ancestral talent as plant growth, for his weakness, it is simply like a tiger with wings, and Wang Yun's injustice." ”

Next to him, a slightly darkened young man who was amazed by Wang Yun's tenacious battle and exquisite actions at the moment of crisis heard this, his neck flushed, and he objected fiercely: "No, you look at Wang Yun's previous battle, within three feet, he is invincible." Zhao Xizi's attack on Wang Yun when he controlled the whipping plant before had little effect, and now that he has run out of ammunition and food, what can he do to fight Wang Yun?"

This young man is very superstitious about Wang Yun's melee strength, and the opposition is very loud, which makes the scribe-like young man a little unbearable for a while, he put away the paper fan, and directly turned his head to the latter and asked, "Which spirit are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

"What's your business. The young man's words made the other party feel uncomfortable.

In the face of any question, there are two ultimate answers that can be used: What is your business, what is my business? appeared, appeared in the mouth of this teenager!

Seeing the smiles on the faces of the people around him, the scribe-like young man took his eyes off him, and for the sake of face, he hurriedly responded loudly: "Hmph, it must be a poor ranking, don't dare to say it! I am the seventh seat in the Golden Spirit Palace! Why am I like you, this battle, it must be Zhao Xizi who wins!"

"Oh~" To this, the young man replied with a long voice.

The discussion of everyone in the audience came and went, in addition, the top ten seats of their respective spirit palaces looked at the stage intently, after this battle, Wang Yun's strength, especially the bow and arrow skills and the ability to adapt in the battle, really made them admire.

Some of them whispered to their peers who had a better relationship, and some, like Xiao Bai Xiaosheng, kept their hands on the books and wrote down something. Of course, there are also those who look down on Wang Yun, after all, no matter how strong the bow and arrow are, it will always be inferior.

Others, such as Zhang Wenyu and Cao Jicong, and even Qi Shiquan, who lost to Wang Yun in the morning, did not say anything, and they did not participate in the surrounding discussions, even though Zhao Xizi's voice of steady victory kept echoing in his ears.

As for the front of the Muling Palace, the atmosphere was even more solemn, and the students standing in the front rows felt Huang Zhongling's oppressive aura in front of them, and looked at each other, "What's the matter? Isn't our Zhao Xizi about to win?Ah, it's so difficult, who should we support?"

The disturbances of the audience inevitably came to the stage, Zhao Xizi heard the discussion of the audience, his face was blue, his strength was exposed, and he had not won the opponent neatly, which made the resentment in his heart increase all the time.

He stood at a distance of five steps away from Wang Yun, and his tone was cold, "Yes, it's really good, being able to persist to this step is completely beyond my thoughts." ”

Wang Yun's legs were pierced, and he jumped up at the expense of aggravating the pain, and was blown up by the aftermath of the fireball, you can imagine how painful it was, fortunately, the spirit man was in excellent health, and if he was an ordinary person, it was estimated that it would cost him to be treated.

Cold sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, but he pulled the corners of his mouth and said in a relaxed tone: "Hehe, that's not it, knowing the son is like the father, but not the father is the son, this is normal." ”

He ignored Zhao Xizi's re-explosion and continued to speak. (What's the matter??'s a powder keg? ）

"Actually, I'm a little regretful, this time I can only lie down and teach you a lesson, I feel a little unwell, please forgive me. ”

Zhao Xizi's demeanor has long been gone, but this time, he is even more violent, he has no way to hide it, and his resentful voice directly enters Wang Yun's ears.

"Grass! If it weren't for the martial arts arena this time, I would definitely make your life and death worse. Zhao Xi's hysterical appearance can be seen to what extent he was stimulated by Wang Yun.

Of course, Wang Yun only stimulated him verbally, you must know that the last person who had the idea of beating Huang Zhongling had been beaten to death by the barren, in contrast, Zhao Xizi was still very lucky.

"You really haven't been educated since you were a child? You can't survive or die, you say it's better to live and die, and the spirit should also study more, you will make people laugh like this, and I will be very shameless." ”

Zhao Xizi was simply stunned, and at this time, he had to fight with Wang Yun, but as a result, he once again dropped a sentence in a resentful tone, "You are looking for death!" and then rushed towards Wang Yun.

As a spirit, if you are still on guard against an opponent lying on the ground, then you really find a place to kill yourself.

Zhao Xizi is a teenager who is proficient in even step martial arts, and he definitely has the ability to fight in close quarters, but it is a little worse than Wang Yun. However, at this moment, in the face of the half-ruined Wang Yun, the hideousness at the corner of Zhao Xizi's mouth could finally hang on his face unscrupulously, and he instantly rushed to Wang Yun's side, and he had already thought about how to torture Wang Yun in his mind.

First, he kicked him in the head and asked him to hold his head for defense, and then, like he used to teach the slaves at home, he kept kicking him, and Wang Yun could only hold his head and curl up, until when he was tired of kicking, he could come and smash his elbows or knees, squatted beside him amid his miserable pleas for mercy, and then whispered to him:

"Zhong Ling, sooner or later, it will be my plaything. ”

Haha, murderous heart, but that's it!

These thoughts were only a momentary effort in his mind, and Zhao Xizi, who had come back to his senses, didn't seem to care about Wang Yun's verbal attack just now, there was a trace of cruelty on the corner of his mouth, and he was just about to raise his leg and kick it, when in front of him, there was a sudden change, and a fire came into view.