"One, amazing!"

Seeing this wonderful handling, Ling Yun subconsciously shouted out, fortunately, the people around him were attracted by this wonderful exchange, otherwise he would not be able to explain where he came from.

As soon as Fang Buchuan fell to the ground, Du Han raised the wooden sword against his neck, announcing the victory or defeat of the first competition.

"Papapa--"

"Wonderful."

"Actually, Fang Buchuan's strength is still okay, but the other party is the president, so there is no way."

"Almost, if it had stabilized just now, it might have turned around."

......

Some comments from the onlookers occasionally reached the ears of the two, but of course, this is not worth hiding from them. After all, if the skill is not as good as the person, the skill is not as good as the person, and they are all classmates. Only by constantly improving in the midst of failure can this be the correct understanding. Although I don't know if Fang Buchuan knows this truth, he is not the kind of person who is cautious.

Du Han stretched out his hand and pulled him up, and when he stood up, he patted his buttocks, feeling unconcerned.

"Are you ready?"

Du Han retreated a few meters away, set up a posture, and waited for Fang Buchuan to get ready. Soon, the second game of the competition officially began, and this one was much faster than the previous one, and both men seemed to be planning to play a quick game. After a few confrontations, Fang Buchuan was tired, and obviously began to parry Du Han's moves. So he took advantage of the situation and made a small jump, catapulting from a distance, and attacking like lightning. Fang Buchuan seemed to notice it, but it was probably because his body didn't react fast enough, so he was still cut off by Du Han. So this second game was helplessly won by him.

Seeing that the discussion was over, some of the onlookers around dispersed with some unfinished thoughts. After all, it's rare to see such a spectacle up close, and the rest of the kendo club isn't confident that they can play such a spectacular and spectacular match.

"It seems that you really have no problem in this state..."

Fang Buchuan put the wooden sword on the ground and said. Lost two games in a row, but he still didn't take it to heart. It's just a little speechless, he didn't expect to sacrifice himself to cheer up Du Han, which made him feel a little lost.

"Of course, I just walked away from the brace before."

It seems that Du Han didn't think too much, but simply regarded this exchange as the result that Fang Buchuan took the initiative to want.

"Then I'm going to find someone else..... Fighting you is really degrading to me. ”

Fang Buchuan said, and was about to go to the other side. Although it is not a desert escape, there is also a feeling of running away. After all, his own strength is not weak, if he fights Du Han every time, then the limelight will be slowly stolen. And maybe his own strength is not weak, but he will also be ignored by others.

"Okay."

Du Han didn't keep either, after all, the real purpose of his first place here was to train other members. But I didn't expect that I was inexplicably distracted. Recovering his spirits, he began to observe and teach other members of the club.

As for Ling Yun, he has long since disappeared. In fact, when he saw the situation in the second game, he understood that the winner had been decided, so he quietly slipped away to avoid being discovered.

He sat at the door of the lounge not far away and looked around, except for the students who shouted "face", they were the people who practiced other basic skills. Some unbearable Ling Yun can only watch here, after all, he is still not very good at facing the eyes of so many people, and plans to talk to the president Du Han alone.

Ling Yun walked into the lounge and observed secretly, wanting to wait inside for the opportunity for President Du Han to "be alone".

Strangely, however, he walked slowly between the corridors of the lounge, empty and silent. Any slight sound will bounce infinitely through this corridor, eventually appearing in the eardrum several times louder. The cold light, the empty and quiet corridor, the infinite rebound of footsteps. All of this made Ling Yun feel as if he was déjà vu, and there was an unknown memory that was about to move, not knowing whether it was in a dream or in reality.

"Uh...."

Ling Yun felt a little dizzy and a little uncomfortable. But he couldn't say for a while. It's just that he feels that something has been blocking some parts of his body, which makes him a little breathless, and he feels very uncomfortable even talking.

As he walked, he felt his steps gradually become heavy, and the world seemed to suddenly start shaking. In Ling Yun's eyes, the walls of the surrounding corridor gradually twisted, churning like liquid. The ground also began to get strange, and it was as light as cotton to step on it. Then Ling Yun began to experience tinnitus, and he couldn't hear any other sounds, and he couldn't think about what was happening. He looked ahead, and a few steps away was Lounge 3, but his feet went limp, and he fell forward in a trance.

He tried to stand up, but the ground was getting softer and softer, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't support himself. Ling Yun wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by someone, and he couldn't make a sound. Gradually exhausted, Ling Yun wanted to give up, although he hadn't figured out what was going on, and he didn't know if he would die just so suddenly.

But he was probably sure that it was a monster's doing. Even the dreams in the morning and the frequent loss of consciousness today are caused by it.

"Monster ....."

Ling Yun finally spit out these two words softly from his mouth, and he felt a wave of tiredness instantly cover his brain. But he's still struggling, he's struggling with his own tiredness. Ling Yun stretched out his hand, opened his mouth and bit it hard. The trick seemed to be quite effective, and the clear pain allowed Ling Yun to retain consciousness.

Soon, however, the pain gradually blurred, and Ling Yun could no longer be stimulated by the pain. So he increased the force of his bite, but it didn't work, and he still didn't feel pain. He had to keep increasing his strength, and soon, the skin of Ling Yun's arm was bitten by him.

Thankfully, blood came out of his skin and soaked into his mouth. The senses on the tip of the tongue were still there, and the rust-like taste was wrapped around the tip of the tongue, which made Ling Yun's consciousness a lot clearer again. However, all this that Ling Yun did was just prolonging the time for him to lose consciousness, and the effect was not very good after all.

After a while, his consciousness was confused again, and this time, he felt that his masseter muscles had lost their strength. He took his arm out and found that the blood mark was close to the centimeter level. This time, Ling Yun finally couldn't resist this feeling of burnout, and his eyelids lost control.

This feeling is amazing, it is obvious that he is falling into the void, but he feels that there is a resistance to Ling Yun continuing to fall.

But it was not pleasant, my chest was heavy, it was hard to breathe, and even my ears seemed to be clogged with something light. The strange feeling pressed against his eardrum, and he couldn't hear any sound, only a deep silence and inexplicable throbbing. This atmosphere was very familiar, so familiar that Ling Yun did not feel flustered.

"Ahh

Ling Yun remembered that this feeling was like sinking to the bottom of the sea. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't get out of it, you just speed up your death.

So Ling Yun kept his composure and relaxed his body, wanting to see if he would suddenly float. But obviously, this is not in the deep sea, and he is not completely unable to breathe, but he has some difficulty breathing.

"These strange situations lately.... It's all monsters....."

Ling Yun thought about the current situation, combined with all the strange memories before, and concluded in his heart. But apparently, even if he found out, it wouldn't help, he didn't know how he was going to escape this place, maybe just wait until the time was right, and wake up naturally. But perhaps, he has been imprisoned in this wonderful world forever.

"Uh...."

A dangerous thought suddenly flashed through Ling Yun's mind, although he had decided to never use this thing again, but in the face of a threat to his life, he had no choice but to break the previous ban. So Ling Yun concentrated his mind, trying to condense the essence and blood at his fingertips, using something that he had resisted and still resisted.

However, the brain soon cooled itself, and the idea of being born as soon as the brain was heated was stopped by reason. Ling Yun put down his hand and gave up the idea of reusing it.

"Is that...?"

In order to find a breakthrough, he looked around the surrounding scenery. It was an infinite blue and white abyss mixed like the sky, except that above Lingyun's head, a black spherical object hung over. It was surrounded by a dark vortex that gradually expanded, slowly devouring everything around it.

"Doesn't look good."

Obviously, there is something hidden above this head, and if you continue to let it go, there is a high probability that it will threaten Ling Yun itself. However, at present, Ling Yun has no way to test it, and he can't even touch it.

However, Ling Yun had no intention of sitting still for the time being, he took off his shirt, rolled it up, and threw it towards the orb. The garment passed through the orb, as if it had pierced it, but only through it. It was like a cloud of air, empty, without any mystery.

The orb was still the same pitch black, like a dark curtain dwelling in it. The whirlpool didn't stop, it still kept spinning, devouring the endless blue and white like an abyss.

"Doesn't it work......."

Ling Yun muttered in a low voice, and immediately stared at the orb for a few moments, but still did not see any effect from the attack. Eventually, he withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the rest of the surroundings, but without exception, it was a bleak blue and white.

Ling Yun, who had hit the wall, seemed to be able to sit still and wait for him to die, he waited silently, waiting for the vortex of the black sphere to swallow the entire area, and he didn't seem to see any other possibilities.

......

Suddenly losing the direction it should be heading, Ling Yun looked at the strange sphere in the "sky" a little sluggishly, and it remained as it was. Only the black vortex on the periphery is gradually expanding, eating away at the space little by little. Although it was still some distance away from Lingyun's location, it was only a matter of time.

Sooner or later, he might be reduced to an illusion like the engulfed area above his head. Thinking like this, Ling Yun felt more and more powerless. I lament that I don't have the ability to change the status quo and save myself.

"It's no longer your time to continue as a demon hunter, let's go."

"Isn't that what you've been looking forward to, why don't you want to do it now?"

"Are you wondering why I know?"

"Not only that, but I also know that you have a strong anger and hatred right now."

"You want revenge, right?"

Those words, the words that had completely separated him from the witcher, once again, echoed in his ears. Not the second time, not the third time. In fact, he would recall these words and a series of questions many times.