"I won't show mercy to a man because you're a man."

Zhang Xingyou is a graceful black-haired beauty with a charming tear mole under the corner of her eye. In contrast, the physiognomy of the degree is very ordinary. Under the careful dressing, there is only a slight level of ordinary people.

However, as a strong man, he is still eye-catching enough.

"Brother, which side do you think will win?" Jiang Yunxue gently squeezed Jiang Che with her elbow.

"It must be a boy." Jiang Che said as a matter of course.

"Zhang Xingyou, I seem to have heard of this person." Lan Lan made a memory.

As he spoke, the barrier in the field had been opened. Du began to chant a spell, and after a faint spatial fluctuation, a red-skinned Cerberus rushed out of the spatial door.

Immediately after he continued to summon, a white floating ghost head appeared in the ring.

As if sensing that Zhang Xingyou's expression was too calm, Du continued to chant an incomprehensible incantation, and a stitching monster slowly walked out of the space door. The five-meter-tall square body has a strong body. Armed with a rusty giant axe, each step causes the ground to tremble slightly.

Zhang Xing drooped from drawing his sword, and the strength around his body was faintly surrounded by blue-white electric light.

In an instant, he crossed a distance of 100 meters and slashed with a sword.

The hellhound roared, the bone spurs on the top of his head meeting Zhang Xingyou's sword edge, and between the staggered figures, the blood bloomed like a fan.

"The blood of the creatures of the abyss is indeed black." Zhang Xingyou's exclamation had not completely fallen, and countless sword marks covered the body of the floating ghost head.

This powerful elite-level monster didn't show any strength, and its body was torn apart.

"This man's strength is exaggerated." Li Rong exclaimed.

Lan Lan's eyes widened, and he said to himself, "I remember, the Martial Arts Association had a martial artist who claimed to be invincible at the same level a long time ago, and it was called this name. ”

"I'm afraid it's not a saint-level powerhouse, deliberately concealing his strength!" Jiang Yunxue slandered.

"No, he doesn't have a Holy Order." Li Rong's expression was solemn.

As she explained, the form of the field changed subtly again.

Big white hands appeared behind him, grabbing Zhang Xingyou from all directions, "You can't run away!" Kill my summons! Accept the sanctions! ”

Zhang Xing turned from the blade of the sword into countless afterimages, and all the miserable white hands in all directions were chopped off, "I changed my mind!" You've given me a lot of fun! I'm going to play a little more! ”

Du's face was pale and speechless. Barely clasping his hands together, a huge shadow emerged from behind him.

"You guy, you can push me to this point, you are proud enough!"

The huge shadow instantly fixed Zhang Xing from the shadow, she raised her hand with difficulty, and the corners of her mouth raised a slight arc, "It's a little interesting, and then." ”

"You're going to die!"

The giant axe in the stitcher's hand slashed down, and the earth cracked.

Zhang Xingyou's figure appeared three meters away and dodged the blow. Draw your sword and fight the stitching monster.

Du took the opportunity to drink a bottle of blue potion and continued to summon.

A ghost guard appeared in front of him, raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Xingyou.

Zhang Xingyou raised the sword in his hand, as if waving a tree branch, easily resisting the joint attack of the two elite-level monsters. The shadow behind her was firmly bound to her, affecting her offensive.

Constantly unleash a variety of negative spell interference, such as Slow, Sluggish, Delirious, Decay, Disease Infection, Cold Wave, and then cast positive buff spells on your own minions, Bloodlust, Shield, Might, Swiftness, Stone Skin, and Quick Recovery.

One plus and one subtract on both sides, barely maintaining the balance.

"Sure enough, it's worthy of being a spellcaster, the strongest profession in its class!" Jiang Yunxue swayed with her legs crossed and sighed.

"You know how powerful, you have to be obedient in the future." Jiang Che disliked that his stinky sister's sitting posture was not good-looking, and forcibly corrected it.

"You're so annoying! Why should I listen to you? Jiang Yunxue returned to her posture of crossing her legs.

Jiang Che frowned, "Don't sit next to you if you're disobedient, I don't want to see you." ”

"I want it!" Stinky sister grimaces.

Jiang Che hated it so much that he thought about it and endured his sulking for the time being.

The situation in the field was at a stalemate for a while.

Zhang Xingyou kept dodging the attacks of the stitching monsters and ghost guards, looking very relaxed, "Do you have any other tricks?" Try to use it, I was wrong. You shouldn't have killed two of your generals. ”

Du raised his hand and released a thick black mist.

What appears to be a cloud of gas is actually made up of countless tiny bugs.

"Poisoned? That's not interesting! Zhang Xing drew his sword to parry the slash of the ghost guard, and his body split into three, and he attacked at the same time.

The blue-and-white figures dodged and staggered.

The Ghost Guard's armor was shattered, and his body was pierced and melted by electric light. The stitch monster's massive body was covered in wounds, and he fell to his knees.

Zhang Xing stepped forward from the deity, raised his sword to the top of his head, and waved it lightly.

With all his might, the stitching monster was completely cut off.

Du kept raising his hand to release the black mist, and whenever he approached, he would be blocked by Zhang Xingyou's strength, and his face became more and more gloomy, "Don't think you will win like this." ”

Raising his hand to shoot two corrosive balls, his body turned into a black whirlwind, trying to distance himself from Zhang Xingyou. However, they were directly caught up!

Zhang Xingyou raised his sword flat, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In a flash of lightning, Du's figure completely dissipated, and the stand-in spell transferred him to the sidelines.

"Zhang Xingyousheng!" Nozomi announced.

There was an earth-shattering cheer from the camp of the Martial Arts Association, and Jiang Yunxue also cheered.

"If you don't see it, a warrior can also win! There is no such thing as the strongest class, only the strongest people! ”

"Alright, alright, sit down, it's not you who won!" Jiang Che was speechless and took the opportunity to attack his stinky sister's little skirt.

Jiang Yunxue grabbed Jiang Che's hand in annoyance and gritted her teeth viciously, "Are you tired of being alive, Ang!" ”

Li Rong shook her head and yawned, "What a strong martial artist, I'm not an opponent!" ”

"Sister Rong, you are too modest, if you want to win, there should be a way!" Jiang Che looked at Li Rong expectantly.

"It's hard, it's hard, it's hard." Li Rong shook her head like a rattle for three difficult words in a row, "Unless you give me another three years and make adequate preparations in advance, maybe there is a thirty percent hope of winning." ”

Nozomi announced a fifteen-minute break, and the crowd gathered around the playground began to disperse.

Jiang Che sat still and didn't want to move, Jiang Yunxue pulled him up, "Brother, take me to your new home to have a look." ”

"What's so nice, it's not all like that." Jiang Che thought that he didn't fold the quilt in the morning, and didn't want his stinky sister to see the joke, "I'll invite you to eat at the commissary." ”

"All go, all go!"

"I don't have enough time to go."

Leng Yue waved her hand and walked over, "Che, are you living on campus?" ”