Chapter Seventy-Five: Defeat the Enemy with Speed

Su Yuqing knew very well that their strength was a whole stage apart, and he was also an assassin, so it would be a duel of speed, and he didn't know if he could win or not.

The principal's selection of opponents for them is tailor-made.

Zhou Feiqing nodded to him, Su Yuqing smiled politely, their momentum was slowly accumulating, and they were about to burst out.

The principal consciously flew off the ring.

Mengjie's demon goddess possessed her body, and a pair of demon wings grew, instantly blocking half of the ring. Zhou Feiqing had an extra yellow lightsaber in his hand, the blade was facing downward, facing Su Yuqing, and the two of them were ready to attack.

Zhou Feiqing has just watched the first two games, and he knows the strength of the Scorpion King and He very well, it seems that he must go all out.

In the next moment, the two of them rushed out at the same time, and afterimages flowed out of the air. Su Yuqing's wings were too big, causing her body shape to be easy to identify.

The two figures collided in the air at a great speed, and then separated, and the students were so dazzled that they couldn't tell where they were.

This is a collision between assassins, who do not succeed in a single blow, and immediately flee away.

On the surface, the collision between the two is becoming more and more exciting, comparable to each other, but in fact, Su Yuqing is down, Zhou Feiqing completely used spiritual power cultivation to suppress her, she can't attack at all, and outsiders can't see it clearly.

But in fact, in every collision between them, Su Yuqing could only defend passively and did not dare to attack at all.

Su Yuqing also found that his speed had increased by more than a little bit compared to before, which was a qualitative leap.

The number of collisions between them slowly decreased, and Zhou Feiqing flew into the air, and the lightsaber in his hand shone brightly, falling like opening a mountain, and was divided into three swords.

Su Yuqing, who originally wanted to rush out, quickly flapped her wings and retreated suddenly.

The sword fell fiercely, and the blade was inserted into the center of the ring, forcing the ring into two halves, Zhou Feiqing stood on a sword in the middle, and waved his hand diagonally.

"Bounds crosser!

Zhou Feiqing stood proudly on the sword, the wind gently brushed his sleeve, and his eyes were full of pride.

Zhou Feiqing has made a big move!

There was silence below, they hadn't seen this teacher before, they were very after Su Yuqing, but Su Yuqing was going to lose?

In Su Yuqing's eyes, when this sword fell, it seemed to penetrate her heart, her pupils contracted violently, and the history of thousands of years ago repeated itself again.

......

The huge bat's wings spread out, blocking the black sun, and the man flew out with a long sword in his hand, with a black light.

Suddenly, seven swords of purple light fell from the sky, blocking the man's path, and the sword fell, as if cutting through this space. Then, a figure slowly landed above.

The long sleeves are windless and automatic, and the eyebrows are full of pride.

"Bounds crosser!

The man let out a coquettish cry: "Why did this plague god come out at this time?" ”

......

Consciousness returned, and what stood in front of him was just Zhou Feiqing.

Su Yuqing looked blankly at the students cheering and shouting next to her, and suddenly, a voice sounded: "Yuqing, come on, you are the best!"

Following the source of the sound, Aotian looked at her with a hopeful face.

"Su Yuqing, you can't lose!"

Su Yuqing raised her head again and saw Lie Long Hao weakly propped up on a stone pillar, his face pale.

"Huh?"

"Xiao Hao!"

"Long Hao ......"

Lie Long Hao woke up! Sen Jun and Aotian quickly ran over to support him, and after a few days, they finally woke up! If it weren't for the competition field, Su Yuqing would have wanted to fly into Lie Long Hao's arms by herself.

Lielong Hao shouted loudly: "Su Yuqing, you are the best, you can't lose!"

"Look, that's Lie Long Hao!" I don't know which student shouted, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

Lie Long Hao, who was seriously injured, actually got up and asked himself to come on, what reason did he have to lose?

Su Yuqing shook her head and looked at Zhou Feiqing in the air again, her eyes becoming sharp. Yes, the one in front of me is just Zhou Feiqing.

"Roar of the Underworld - Demon Sword Light!" Su Yuqing let out a deep voice from her mouth, which was completely opposite to her usual voice.

At the same time, Su Yuqing raised the sword in his hand and pointed directly at Zhou Feiqing in the air.

......

"Plague God, die!" the bat's wings covered the sky again, with a black air current.

It turned into a sharp light and stabbed it.

Stars - Cold Moon!

The man standing on the sword merged the sight into one, and collided with the man.

This space is about to be shattered.

......

After a short accumulation of the sword in his hand, a black streamer shot towards the sword at Zhou Feiqing's feet, that's right, it was the sword under his feet, it wasn't Su Yuqing who shot crookedly, but her target was it!

Zhou Feiqing also thought that Su Yuqing was aiming at him, flying into the sky at an extremely fast speed, a strong man above seventy, the speed of advancing with all his strength was extremely terrifying, and this speed could not be stopped immediately, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Feiqing was a few hundred meters away from these swords under his feet.

Undoubtedly, Zhou Feiqing left so far, which was equivalent to losing control of these three swords.

"Boom!"

The sword that had been shot suddenly snapped with a piercing roar.

After realizing that something was wrong, Zhou Feiqing flew backwards at full speed and snorted. But it was too late.

"Come on, Yuqing!" shouted Lie Long Hao.

Zhou Feiqing, who had no weapons, was not Su Yuqing's opponent even if he was a seventy-fifth level powerhouse.

Interception in the air!

Su Yuqing flew straight towards Zhou Feiqing, who was flying down, and suddenly there was an extra backpack behind him.

It's ...... jetpack!

Su Yuqing's full speed and the speed of the jetpack, Su Yuqing couldn't bear the impact, and the speed was enough to cut through the sky.

The demonic holy sword in his hand pulled forward.

People rubbed with Zhou Feiqing like this. Zhou Feiqing fell to the ground steadily, while Su Yuqing was stagnant in the air, with her back to the bottom.

"Poof!" Zhou Feiqing still couldn't hold back, spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground softly.

In fact, it wasn't that Zhou Feiqing couldn't beat Su Yuqing, the main thing was that Su Yuqing burst out with all his strength to attack the sword he left below, and when he was so far away, there was not much spiritual power on the sword to defend, and it was directly broken, which was his spiritual seal!

Then Su Yuqing rushed out at the fastest speed of level sixty, which was already very fast, and with the assistance of flying to the backpack, her instantaneous speed could be said to have reached the speed of the peak of the seventieth level Great Dark Sky. If you urge the Spirit Seal to draw your sword at that speed, I'm afraid even the principal won't dare to take it hard, right?

This game ended faster than Mori Joon's, and the battle scene was arguably the most gorgeous of the three. It's endlessly shocking.

After a brief shock, the students were all cheering and chanting Su Yuqing's name. This is the strongest session in the mouth of the principal, and this is the absolute strength to crush.

Su Yuqing's spirit seal completely dimmed, and the person fell softly from a height of several hundred meters.

The impact of the air brought by that speed just now was unbearable in her current physical state, and at the last moment, fortunately she took a breath of true air, otherwise she would have fallen first.

There was an extra jetpack behind Aotian, and Aotian flew up directly and hugged Su Yuqing, who was falling, and looked at her gently.

And then they slowly fell.

Lie Long Hao's face was very pale now, as if he might fall down at any time, and Aotian flew to the bedroom without looking back. Lie Long Hao staggered up, and Sen Jun supported him.

The principal stood in the ring full of battle traces a little sluggishly, never thought that the ending would be like this, the students were enthusiastic one by one, and this observation undoubtedly increased their interest in cultivation.

Now the good news that can bring the principal is that Lie Long Hao has woken up. It was as if the three children had given him a big slap in the face.

After a simple wording, the principal hastily ended the competition. Then he took Feiwen and Zhou Feiqing for treatment.

The three 60-grade children are very few of their peers, but what about the opponents they faced? Teachers or graduates who were dozens of years older than them. But as a result, two of the teachers were seriously injured and one was weak. I'm afraid no one will believe it.

This game has been recorded in the history of the academy and has become a history that everyone has talked about for a long time.

When they looked back at this history again many years later, Su Yuqing said that this was the most valuable experience in her life, and it was the battle that changed her the most, a hearty battle.

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