"Sneak attack?"

Qiu Wuyi's abruptly changed eyes just for a moment, and he immediately returned to his usual steady and gentle appearance.

"Die!"

Guo Yong was ecstatic in his heart, and he screamed, and the strength in his hand did not decrease at all, and he inserted it into Qiu Wuyi's back.

What popped out of Guo Yong's wrist was a flat fist blade, only about half a palm long, but it protected his entire fist, and although it could not penetrate a person's body, it could cause a huge wound.

"Oops!"

Sensing that Guo Yong was already close to Qiu Wuyi, the candidates who were watching the battle burst into exclamations, most of them were people who thought they couldn't stop this stunt.

"Zheng!"

The crisp sound of the clash of gold and iron covered the entire ring, and Qiu Wuyi closed his eyes with a calm expression, and his body remained still.

"Good!"

A teacher couldn't help but shout.

Guo Yong's face was very ugly, although no matter what kind of face he faced, he couldn't be noticed.

The fist blade actually hit an even harder object at the last moment, and when he looked closely, it was the axe handle in Qiu Wuyi's hand.

"Sneak attack, sneak attack, shout out what you are going to do......"

Qiu Wuyi shook his head with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel, from the very beginning, he did not stay in place without a plan.

Almost no one noticed that Qiu Wuyi's right hand quietly moved behind him, so the moment the fist blade stabbed over, the battle axe that was conjured in his hand also appeared behind him, and the position of the axe handle was exactly at the tip of the fist blade.

"You...... Don't get complacent! Don't think you'll get carried away if you dodge it once in a while!"

Guo Yong, who missed the blow, was ridiculed instead, and the temperature of his brain, which was not very bright, became higher and higher, and he disappeared into the air in a flash, and lost his trace again.

"If the student named Guo Yong is not too calm, he should be able to adapt well to fighting in the dark. "

An older teacher commented.

"Although Qiu Wuyi's consciousness on the other side is very good, the disadvantage of the weapon is too great, and I am afraid it will be difficult to win. "

"I think so, too, because they're still students. "

The teachers talked about the battle situation one after another, and they were generally not optimistic about Qiu Wuyi.

"You can't lose to this kind of guy, for sure, I'm the only one who will beat you. "

Fan Lingyu bit her lip and stared at the ring for a moment, but she was a little worried.

Qiu Wuyi in the ring made a move that everyone didn't expect at this time-ignoring Guo Yong, who was still secretly waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, he thrust the huge double-edged battle axe in his hand into the ground of the ring.

The ring is made of solid stones, and there are many marks of slashing and chiseling, and it should not be bad for this new injury.

"Hey, what the hell are you going to do!

There were more and more incomprehensible cries under the ring, but Qiu Wuyi turned a deaf ear and left the place where the tomahawk was planted on the ground with his hands behind his back. It seems to be extremely relaxed.

Most teachers don't see the purpose of this either, but they are vaguely aware that it is tied to what will happen in the future.

Guo Yong's anger had long exceeded the limit of what his body could hold, and he grinned like a beast, glad in his heart to have obtained this expensive cloth bone, the Atmospheric Stalker. It has a special blade pattern that can completely erase its presence in front of a certain number of enemies as long as it comes into contact with air.

For himself with such a strong backbone, Guo Yong believes that it is completely worthy of everyone's envy and fear, rather than being ridiculed as a clown.

So this Qiu Wuyi, who has lost face, must be punished today, which is simply a matter of course.

Thinking of this, Guo Yong's movements became lighter, he put away the contempt in his heart, and his eyes suddenly rolled. More and faster chapters are here.

"Boy, wait for defeat!"

Guo Yong suddenly widened the distance between him and Qiu Wuyi, shouted at the top of his voice, his body changed smoothly, and he immediately left the place and rushed out.

"Is it there?"

Qiu Wuyi looked at the place where the voice sounded, but the tip of his left foot was firmly on the ground, ready to attack.

"You're done!"

This time, Guo Yong didn't shout, but said with a cruel smile in his heart, taking advantage of the moment when Qiu Wuyi turned around, he attacked again from the direction of his back.

"Can you thank me for making you say so many lines?"

Qiu Wuyi's gaze faintly cast to the sky, where there was a blue sky and white clouds.

seemed to be a meaningless sentence, but it inexplicably made Guo Yong's whole body chill, and his movements slowed down.

At this time, Qiu Wuyi, who had not reacted all this time, suddenly moved, and the tip of his left toe that was close to the ground flew into the air, drawing a complete circle with the course of his body's rotation.

At the same time as this whirlwind leg in the air was the earthy yellow sand, which was the only light-weight exercise in Qiu Wuyi's blade pattern - the yellow sand of thousands of miles.

When he made a move, the wind roared wildly with a large amount of yellow sand, but Qiu Wuyi did not fly on the wind and sand, but stared at a vague outline blown by the sand,

"Hmm...... How is that possible!"

Guo Yong, who had eaten a mouthful of sand, was about to cover his face, but what he saw in his surprised eyes was the situation where Qiu Wuyi was accurately attacking his location.

"I'm sorry, it's over. "

Qiu Wuyi's smile was as warm as before, and he quickly passed by Guo Yong's side, flicking his thumb as if nothing had happened.

"Oops!"

Being reminded by Qiu Wuyi, Guo Yong realized that his stealth ability had been exposed in the wind and sand, and at that moment his heart was horizontal, and he was about to make a hard move, but his body involuntarily fell forward.

The teachers who were watching the game stood up together.

Qiu Wuyi, who flashed past Guo Yong, stepped on the swirling wind and sand and jumped backwards, and with a tug of his right hand back, Guo Yong's huge body was dragged over and flew into the sky.

Only then did someone see the thin strings tied to Guo Yong's ankles, and those strings contained more power than they looked.

Qiu Wuyi only jumped a step and a half distance, his left hand flew towards the ground, and shot a heavy string at the long-handled battle axe inserted in the ground, and then pulled it suddenly, his body flew towards the battle axe like a meteor falling, and the moment before he landed, dragging Guo Yong's right hand flashed on the handle of the axe.

When Qiu Wuyi's body hit the ground, billowing sand and dust splashed on the ground, covering up what had happened.

Kneeling on one knee, holding the ground with his left hand, Qiu Wuyi, who lowered his head, hid his flashing sharp eyes in the shadows.

"Hahaha!"

The dust cleared, and the tension under the ring immediately turned into laughter, Guo Yong hung upside down on the vertical axe handle like a pig being hung up in the market, scolding while struggling, but he couldn't escape the restraint no matter what.

Most of the clothes that are known for their speed and skill are weak in strength, and Guo Yong's atmospheric stalker is one of the representatives.

"I'm sorry, I judged the strength of your first move, and you can't even break free from such a string, right? "

Qiu Wuyi pulled out the tomahawk inserted on the ground, smiled affectionately at Guo Yong, who was struggling, hooked his thumb slightly, and suddenly pulled up the heavy tomahawk with both hands.

"Wow, ahhhh

kept screaming in the air Guo Yong was swept together, like a baseball that was knocked out, flew off the ring, and made intimate contact with the earth with a bang, fortunately, he was strong and strong, but he fell so much that he couldn't get up for a long time.

"The victor has no clothes!"

The referee teacher forced a smile to announce the result of the battle, Qiu Wuyi put away the battle axe, tightened the cloak on his body, and walked out of the ring amid laughter and applause.

"You wait!"

Guo Yong, who finally stood up, had a blue face, gritted his teeth and stared at a cruel word, and left the stadium with a rolling belt, he no longer had the face to stay here.

"Hahaha! It's fun! Hey, what kind of battle is this?"

Fan Lingyu, who was holding her stomach and laughing, was not reserved at all, and her laughter was louder than everyone around her.

"I'm generally a pacifist. "

Qiu Wuyi laughed at this and passed by Fan Lingyu's side.

However, when the figures of the two overlapped each other, Fan Lingyu, who was bending over and laughing wildly, suddenly fell silent.

Qiu Wuyi's outstretched foot stopped in the air and did not fall, and the space around him seemed to be still at the same time.

The fighting spirit that emerged from Fan Lingyu's body seemed to have a physical body, filling the space near the two.

"When I met you, I didn't want you to be a pacifist. "

Fan Lingyu raised her left hand seemingly unintentionally, and confidently held the slender five fingers wrapped in the thin black gloves in front of Qiu Wuyi, and the ribbon tied around her wrist floated by, bringing a light breeze.

Qiu Wuyi's heart suddenly beat wildly, his brain seemed to be pierced by a fierce electric shock, and the whole person fell into a stupor.

Strength.

The only thing you could feel from the gloves and the ribbon was pure power.

That kind of power seemed to be able to crush his body in an instant, and this scene even really appeared in Qiu Wuyi's consciousness.

It was different from anything I'd seen so far, and it was closer to something else—the real name of the cloth, but I couldn't hear any resonance.

Maybe...... Is it the real name that belongs to Fan Lingyu?

What is the situation? Is it a simple coincidence? Or is there some deeper reason? Qiu Wuyi is so caught up in all kinds of doubts that he has forgotten all the battles that have been connected.

I don't know how long it took for the thunderous cheers to wake him up from the cheering state, his body hit a spirit, and he looked intently, but what he saw was a boy who didn't know how strong he was lying under the ring.

The reason why I don't know what the strength is, is because the heavenly clothes on his body were smashed to pieces, and only close-fitting ordinary clothes remained.

Qiu Wuyi's gaze naturally moved to the ring.

There, Fan Lingyu, who clenched his fists to the sky, calmly enjoyed bursts of violent applause, but accurately cast his most fiery gaze on Qiu Wuyi, who was still a little cloudy.

"Don't worry!"

Qiu Wuyi in the audience suddenly laughed, the doubts and pressure in his heart disappeared completely, and he quietly closed his eyes.

In the next moment, Qiu Wuyi's eyes suddenly opened, bursting out with a cold light, and two diametrically opposed gazes collided in one place, not letting each other go.