Zhan Zheng vs. Qiu Yongyuan.

Epee on embroidery needles.

A sword is flat against the sky is full of needles.

Zhan Zheng's strong and rigid aura swept the test table like a wave, picking up, sweeping, and splitting, without a little fancy, and the aura was cold and full of oppression.

Qiu Yongyuan changed his gentle pseudo-mother's appearance, and countless pitch-black needles the size of cow hair silently drew out afterimages, surrounding Zhan Zheng's body impenetrable.

Xuan Qi gushed like a volcano, filling the entire test platform, and the collision of a heavy sword and countless embroidery needles formed a strong wind, shaking the ground of the test platform to tremble.

The audience exclaimed again and again.

On the betting table, the names of the two were piled up with shining crystals, which were extremely dazzling in the sun.

"In this scene, I bet on Qiu Yongyuan, and now it looks a little hanging."

"I bet on Zhan Zheng. His swordsmanship is particularly sharp, and he can challenge beyond the level, and many old students of the main sword blade bullied him, and they were all killed by him. ”

"I bet on Qiu Yongyuan, no matter how powerful Zhan Zheng is, it is impossible to defeat the top 100 generals on the Heavenly General List with the cultivation of the eighth order of the martial arts."

"I also bet on Qiu Yongyuan, he usually looks soft and weak, and he can be ruthless, I was once pricked by him, and I couldn't get out of bed for half a month."

"I bet on Zhan Zheng ......"

"I bet on Qiu Yongyuan......"

Rumble!

The heavy sword tore through the wind and lifted it high, like Mount Tai pressing the top, carrying the rolling thunder and the extremely oppressive wind, and slashed Qiu Yongyuan on the head.

Seeing that it was about to split on top of Qiu Yongyuan's head, the audience involuntarily gasped.

Will Qiu Yongyuan ......?

In an instant, Qiu Yongyuan's body was like a fallen leaf blown by the breeze, and he took two steps back, and the thunderous fury carried by the giant sword brushed past his face, and the terrible wind swept his hair up in a mess.

"You want to disfigure me, you are too ruthless, new student." Qiu Yongyuan laughed lowly, he didn't seem to have a voice change period, his voice was still stuck before the voice change period, suitable for men and women, it was actually very beautiful, without the slightest nervousness.

The students in the audience who bet on Qiu Yongyuan to win were suddenly relieved.

Sure enough, Qiu Yongyuan would not be so weak......

Qiu Yongyuan's purple sleeves waved, like a goddess scattering flowers, and a row of embroidery needles flew out like raindrops, dazzling people to see.

That speed was so fast, there is no doubt that it won by three points.

Zhan Zheng blocked the sword, only to hear a series of clanging sounds, and in a few breaths, the embroidery needle was quickly swept off.

Qiu Yongyuan toed a little, his body swept up as if there was no weight, and he approached, his orchid fingers straightened, and he slammed his palm into Zhan Zheng's chest!

The embroidery needle is just a feint, and the palm is a killer move.

The audience suddenly erupted in exclamation.

It was too late for Zhan Zheng to return his sword to resist, so he freed up his left hand in a hurry to block in front of him.

Rumble!

The test bench shook violently.

The huge Xuan Qi explosion stirred up a terrifying air current, and even the dust turned into nothingness.

In that terrible force, a corner of the test bench collapsed, Qiu Yongyuan fell down with the corner of the test bench, and Zhan Zheng fell under the test bench like a kite with a broken line.

Lose both.

In this battle, there is no winner.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

Half an hour later, thunderous applause rang out.

Zhan Zheng failed to complete the challenge of skipping the level.

For the onlookers, a tie was an extraordinary achievement.

But for him, it failed.

Mao Dun Literature