A minute passed quickly, and Su Xingzhi also began to look at his opponent.

The black practice uniform of the man opposite was meticulous, and there was a bit of fortitude between his eyebrows, judging from the weapon in his hand, it seemed to be a spear.

Su Xingzhi has never learned marksmanship or swordsmanship, and he has not even fought seriously, and he has not even participated in fights when he was in school, so this is the first time he has simulated actual combat.

Those who can match him together, to say the least, have more than 130 opponents, and judging from the opponent's gun-holding techniques and professional practice clothes, this is a bitter battle, maybe the other party is still a disciple of a certain sect.

Helpless, Su Xingzhi could only choose a long knife casually, and held it very lamely on his chest, even this action was imitated in the bitter drama he watched some time ago.

Or do you want to watch less third-rate bad dramas......

The opponent also noticed Su Xingzhi's strange knife-holding movements, although it looked very weird, but it made him even more jealous of Su Xingzhi.

Just as the countdown was completely over, the man rushed forward.

The spear was like a thunder snake, stabbing straight into Su Xingzhi's chest, and the sound of the spear breaking through the air was made wherever it went.

Su Xingzhi was taken aback, it was the first time he saw someone attacking someone who threw a weapon first.

As soon as his shoulders sank, Su Xingzhi also activated the purple qi from the east, the purple qi covered his whole body, and every cell in his body moved under his control, dodging that shot to the limit.

Dodging the spear, Su Xingzhi's confidence increased greatly, and just when he wanted to rush forward to the opponent, he finally understood the true meaning of the opponent's throwing the spear.

"Whoosh"

The spear that fell into the ground was like having long eyes, it trembled back and forth twice, flew up from the ground, and turned the head of the spear to point at Su Xingzhi's chest.

"Be careful."

The man in the practice uniform reminded in a low voice, made a gesture in his hand, his steps were vain, and he rushed towards Su Xingzhi.

"it, come up and match me with an artifact master." Su Xingzhi complained.

But he didn't give up, and forcibly raised the purple qi to a small stage, Su Xingzhi only felt that his spiritual power was greatly reduced, and his body was also handed over to the subconscious.

With a lame sword technique to block the shot that flew behind him, Su Xingzhi's blood bar also dropped a small bar.

The tremor of the numbness in his arm was transmitted from the Xiuzhen network to the main body, although luck allowed him to block that shot, but the force of that shot also shattered his tiger's mouth.

"Retardation!"

The man in the practice uniform urged the martial arts, and the distance of one hundred meters was less than twenty meters away from Su Xingzhi at this moment.

Su Xingzhi, who had been hit by the retardation technique, seemed to be stuck in a deep quagmire, his body movements were slow, and his body that wanted to avoid it was also paused.

"Get moving, get moving!"

Seeing the spear stabbing at him again, anxiously, he urged the purple qi to come to the east with all his might, and the rich purple qi covered his legs, and he forcibly pulled out of the sluggish operation, even so, he was still pierced through the shoulder by the spear.

"Hey, it's painful, it's going to die." Su Xingzhi screamed, even if it was only 45% of the damage conduction, this shot was enough to make him feel unprecedented pain.

Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down Su Xingzhi's forehead, and the shot just now also made his blood bar drop by about a third.

Due to the excessive urging of purple qi just now, Su Xingzhi's spiritual power also dropped to one-half.

On the other hand, the man in the practice uniform, from beginning to end, Su Xingzhi couldn't even touch the other side.

"What to do? If you continue like this, you will lose. ”

Su Xingzhi was a little anxious, although he was not ashamed to lose to the orthodox cultivator, but if he was really hammered with blood from the opposite side, it would still be somewhat uncomfortable.

Cheering up, Su Xingzhi attached the purple qi to his brain, and in an instant, a cool feeling came, everything in his eyes was so clear, and everything around him slowed down.

At the cost of this, Su Xingzhi's spiritual power was also consumed at a very fast speed.

Su Xingzhi quickly adjusted his breathing, all he could rely on was the Purple Qi Donglai Technique, as for what he had raised his head three feet to have an immortal or a Yan Technique, he hadn't even considered it.

The wound was bleeding, and the blood bar was slowly declining under the bleeding effect, and the feeling of weakness and pain of continuous blood loss was real.

", you have nothing to do with the simulation warehouse designed so realistically." Su Xingzhi scolded secretly.

The man in the practice uniform also rushed in front of Su Xingzhi when he regained his strength, muttering something in his mouth, his hands were covered with a layer of light red in an instant, and he hammered Su Xingzhi over.

Although the speed of this punch was very fast, everything was so slow in Su Xingzhi's eyes, one sideways dodged this punch, and the other sideways cut towards the opponent's waist and pierced it.

The man in the practice suit also realized that something was wrong, his muscles tightened and the speed returned, and the punch he swung out paused directly in the air, and a side flash blocked the knife with his arm.

forcibly interrupted the exercises, and the man in the practice uniform also spat out blood, plus his arm was slashed, and the blood bar went down by one-fifth in an instant.

Su Xingzhi also seemed to see the hope of victory, just when he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, a sharp pain came from his back, and when he looked down, the head of a long spear came out of his chest, and the tip of the spear still carried a large patch of blood.

There was no time to react, Su Xingzhi's eyes turned white, and the battle ended like this.

gameover

The sound of defeat rings in his ears, and he returns to the matchmaking hall.

Touching his chest, the pain of being pierced was still faintly lingering on his body, but the cumulative record of 0 wins and 1 defeat undoubtedly told him that he had just lost.

"Well, careless." Su Xingzhi sighed.

Just now he was a little complacent after he slashed his opponent, because of this, he completely ignored the fact that the other party was an imperial weapon, and without paying attention, he was pierced through the chest by a spear, if he concentrated, although he would still be damaged, but he would not be pierced through the heart and lose the battle neatly.

The simulation warehouses of Matsuyama Shuzhen Academy were used one by one, and the number of people in the matching hall increased, and the hall quickly became active.

This matching hall shares a network, and these simulated warehouses are all connected to the same Xiuzhen network, so Su Xingzhi can naturally see these people who have entered the simulated warehouse in the Xiuzhen Academy.

However, this is just a small interactive place, which allows people from the same college to communicate and learn, and as for matching, it is still a random match all over the world, whether it is under a network or not.

Slowly, he exhaled, and the video of the battle just now appeared in his historical record.

Just when Su Xingzhi wanted to regain his strength for the next battle, an emotionless system sound appeared in his ears again.

"Congratulations to the host for taking the task and winning the first victory, the task reward: 100 spirit stones, blue martial arts five ghosts to carry, a small bottle of spiritual liquid."