Gao Yunhe finally got seriously and let go of his arrogance—several years of arrogance.

Since junior high school, Gao Yunhe has been proud of the rivers and lakes...... school, to Changping No. 1 Middle School, is all the way to the dust. After graduating from junior high school, he began refining qi and has been refining it ever since.

Have you finally met your fateful opponent?

It's okay, although you are a third-level qi refiner, you are qualified to be my opponent because you 'build the foundation first and then refine the qi'.

Gao's heart also began to play.

The two slowly approached. Suddenly, at the same time, the 'swift wind' broke out, and the two approached like lightning.

Zhang Ping's long sword erupted in flames, and a layer of wind shield appeared in front of him.

A layer of wind shield also appeared in front of Gao Yunhe, holding a knife in both hands, and slashing down with the posture of splitting Huashan.

Near, closer......

The students' eyes widened.

Suddenly, a ring of resistance fire appeared on Gao Yunhe's body; This was followed by a pale cyan ring of resistance to the wind.

The wind ring is faster, catching up with the fire ring in an instant, and the two auras are superimposed; Instant qualitative change.

I heard a loud bang, and the sound of waves seemed to be heard in the air, and the air seemed to tremble, forming an almost shockwave effect. Zhang Ping's figure flew out upside down.

As fast as you rush over, you can fly upside down!

"Good!" The principal couldn't help but clap his hands, "What a fire borrows the wind, and the wind fuels the fire!" ”

Zhang Ping was still in mid-air, and Gao Yunhe had already chased after him. The long knife swept over, and layers of knife shadows spread out, unable to distinguish the primary and secondary, true and false. This is not a single knife technique, in addition to martial arts routines, there are also a variety of skill combinations.

Compared with many latecomers, Gao Yunhe had enough time to ponder his fighting skills and turn decay into magic.

If each spell is a 'stroke', then Gao Yunhe composes the 'stroke' into a complex 'Chinese character'.

This time he made a serious move, which instantly gave Zhang Ping a different feeling.

In particular, this is the first time that Gao Yunhe has really shot in front of everyone. Previously, everyone didn't know how many means Gao Yunhe had.

The students were dazzled and fascinated.

However, Zhang Ping, as a party to the party, has a different experience.

The Divine Power Void Breaking Spirit Pupil was activated, but what Zhang Ping saw was still a layer of sword light - it was all real!

However, borrowing the Void Breaking Spirit Pupil, Zhang Ping counted how many sword lights there were: eight.

Core Skill: Eight-pole Knife.

"Fireball!" Zhang Ping raised his hand and sent out a few fireballs. But Gao Yunhe didn't care at all, the sword light flashed, and several fireballs were directly extinguished.

A few small fireballs did not cause any trouble to Gao Yunhe at all, and even the speed did not change.

Several fireballs crashed into Gao Yunhe's body and were directly stopped by the wind shield.

Zhang Ping was also unhurried. Although the figure is still flying backwards, in fact, Zhang Ping is regressing by himself at this moment, and of course he also borrowed the residual strength of the initial 'shock wave'.

Zhang Ping retreated, and the wind was blowing under his feet.

Gao Yunhe chases, and the wind is also under his feet.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them retreated more than thirty meters, and they were about to approach the edge of the field.

Suddenly, Zhang Ping fought back.

Flashing Fireballs, Resisting Rings of Fire, Wind Gathering, Swift Wind.

Four small spells were used in succession, and Zhang Ping actually violated the rules of physics and flew away at a right angle.

In fact, Gao Yunhe at this time was already an old man. After more than 30 meters, its attack method has no power.

Zhang Ping's flashing fireball caused Gao Yunhe's eyes to be unable to see clearly.

Resisting the ring of fire made Gao Yunhe's figure stumble again.

Zhang Ping himself used the wind gathering technique to bless the wind of galloping, coupled with his own characteristics of building a foundation, and he was born with a high-speed right-angle turn.

Then Zhang Ping did not escape, but reflexively killed back. With a tap of the long sword in his hand, a bright cold star went straight to Gao Yunhe's side.

Gao Yunhe couldn't see clearly at this time, but he was very alert. The wind of swift walking flickered a few times under his feet, not only avoiding Zhang Ping's attack, but also distancing himself from Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping chased after him and began to take the initiative to attack. At this time, Gao Yunhe's eyes were still a little confused. But Zhang Ping found that Gao Yunhe's ears seemed to move, and he himself simply closed his eyes and flexibly dodged his attacks.

Magical powers: Downwind ears.

Zhang Ping's heart was unmoved, the long sword in his hand suddenly became hazy, and a blade of flame burst out - this was not Zhang Ping's skill, but the skill of the long sword.

Then Zhang Ping's figure suddenly accelerated, and the person followed the sword, and the whole person seemed to be dragged forward by the long sword, like a sharp arrow shot at Gao Yunhe's chest.

Gao Yunhe slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes had recovered. He swept with his long knife.

With a sonorous sound, the two of them retreated at the same time.

But Zhang Ping retreated no more than half a meter, and the figure turned back again, and his speed increased by three points.

Gao Yunhe was still retreating, and seeing Zhang Ping's strange attack, he accelerated and retreated.

Zhang Ping pounced quickly, like a falcon. Gao Yunhe dodged. However, Zhang Ping rushed out of the distance of only half a meter and turned back.

One sword, two swords, three swords......

By the time of the fourth sword, Zhang Ping's speed had more than doubled.

Skill: Thirteen Quick Sword!

Gao Yunhe obviously recognized this trick, and he dodged it like Zhang Ping just now.

I'm hiding, I'm hiding, I don't believe that you don't have a time to weaken. In fact, with the cultivation of many students, there are not many who can use the three swords. Forcibly harnessing the fourth sword is in danger of flesh and blood collapsing.

Although it is a spell, it also requires the body to bear the corresponding pressure.

Gao Yunhe continued to dodge, relying on his profound cultivation and majestic true qi, Gao Yunhe's dodging speed was unexpectedly fast.

The fourth sword passed. Zhang Ping turned back again, and the fifth sword appeared!

"Hiss......" There was a hissing sound in the air, and Zhang Ping's speed and the speed of the long sword broke through a limit.

Gao Yunhe's complexion changed greatly. When he was on the fourth sword, he could barely dodge, and when he was on the fifth sword, Zhang Ping had already caught up with him.

Not only that, Zhang Ping had a galloping wind under his feet, and there was a flame blade on his long sword.

"I can't hide from it!" Gao Yunhe realized in his heart, roared angrily, and the Eight Pole Knife erupted, sacrificing himself to pounce on Zhang Ping.

"Boom!"

The two skills of the Eight Pole Sword and the Thirteen Quick Sword collided, and the powerful true qi and spell aura, as well as the attack power, exploded like a bomb. A faint ripple of shock wave appeared in the void.

On the ground directly below where the two fought, sand and rocks were flying.

Both of them retreated at the same time. Blood was already spurting out of Zhang Ping's mouth, but Gao Yunhe was also not good, and there was a faint trace of blood on his chest.

The two landed at the same time, staggering backwards.

Then Zhang Ping staggered, and the long sword was stuck on the ground, so he didn't fall.

Gao Yunhe's face was pale, and he looked at the long knife in his hands, which had been bent and had eight gaps on it, and it seemed that it was unusable.

Facing Zhang Ping's fifth sword, Gao Yunhe used eight attacks to completely block it.

The two stood still, staring at each other.

Zhang Ping spat on a mouthful of bloody saliva and slowly sat down on the ground.

Gao Yunhe smiled bitterly, dropped the twisted long knife, and also reached the ground, and covered his chest.

The soldiers all around were stunned. This turned out to be a battle between two middle school students, one at the sixth level of qi refining and the other at the third level of qi refining!

Compared to these two guys, he simply lived to a dog.

The principal and Cheng Feng flew out at the same time, helping Zhang Ping and Gao Yunhe respectively, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief after a while.

The headmaster spoke, "You two seem to be evenly matched. But in the end, it was Zhang Ping who sat down first......"

Gao Yunhe suddenly spoke: "Teacher, in the end, Zhang Ping received his true anger. ”

"No, it's not." Zhang Ping smiled bitterly, "I'm really exhausted." And my body doesn't seem to be strong enough to withstand the power of the fifth sword. ”

The principal looked at Zhang Ping, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Nodding, "Okay, because Zhang Ping sits down first, I declare Gao Yunhe victory." ”

There was no cheering around.

Gao Yunhe himself didn't feel much honor.

I refine qi at the sixth layer, Zhang Ping refining at the third layer! Although Zhang Ping said that he had built a foundation in 100 days.