The reason why Chen Hao said this was because he noticed Wen Bixiao's running trajectory.

Although the little girl was dodging the huge number of wheels, the essence of the wheel attack was to lock on to Wen Bixiao to attack, so Wen Bixiao actually had the initiative.

Although she looks embarrassed at the moment, if you pay close attention, she is slowly approaching Matsushita Yujia!

Is there any battle plan?

……

"Do you want to be in close combat?" Matsushita Youjia also found that Wen Bixiao seemed to be deliberately closing the distance with him, and his first reaction was that Wen Bixiao planned to fight in close combat.

This is also normal.

Anyone who understands the nature of her mental power, will choose this way, hoping to defeat herself.

It's just that......

Panasonic Youjia thought about it, and the range of spiritual power that enveloped him doubled again, with himself as the center, a radius of one meter.

Immediately after, a spear appeared in her hand, the head of which took the shape of a cross.

When the opponent enters the range of mental power she created, even if the mental power is wrapped around the body or weapon, a part of it will be "stored", thus weakening the opponent's strength.

Coupled with her superb ten-character marksmanship, Matsushita Yuka doesn't see her melee as a weakness.

When this little girl in the hot summer really arrives in front of her, I'm afraid she will be able to realize what real despair is!

At this time, Wen Bixiao was less than ten meters away from Panasonic Youjia!

Turning around and swinging out a few circular water blades, breaking up the approaching water wheels, Wen Bixiao continued to rush towards Matsushita Yuka, and Matsushita Youjia stood in place from beginning to end, as if waiting for her to come.

However, just after Wen Bixiao rushed into a distance of ten meters, he suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Wen Bixiao raised his hand and quickly shot out a waterline from his index finger, shooting towards Panasonic Youjia!

This waterline was extremely fast, which made Matsushita Yukato a little unresponsive, but she didn't panic.

This kind of attack, anyway, will be "stored" and finally turned into her power.

It's just that soon, Matsushita Youjia's face suddenly changed.

Because the waterline shot out by Wen Bixiao's finger did lose some of it when it entered the range of her spiritual power, but Wen Bixiao did not disconnect from the waterline, but instead supplied the few spiritual power in her body, and in the blink of an eye, the waterline was like a spear, directly piercing her body.

As his chest was pierced by the waterline, Matsushita Yujia's spiritual power shook a little, and those water wheels immediately turned into water droplets again and fell to the ground.

"You...... How? Panasonic Youjia looked at Wen Bixiao and only disconnected the waterline at this time, and felt the sharp pain from the wound, and looked at Wen Bixiao in disbelief.

Wen Bixiao's little face was slightly weak, which was naturally the reason for the excessive consumption of mental power. She didn't answer, but moved her body while condensing the waterline again and shooting at Matsushita Yuyoshita.

At this time, Matsushita Youjia, who was on guard, waved the ten-character gun in his hand and wanted to resist, but the waterline shot by Wen Bixiao was thin and fast, and directly pierced Matsushita Youjia's thigh before the ten-character gun resisted!

Then, it became Wen Bixiao's performance time.

She kept shooting out of the waterline, and Matsushita Yujia seemed to be a live target at this time, completely unable to resist Wen Bixiao's attack.

Until Wen Bixiao's last bit of spiritual power shot out, Matsushita Youjia was already like a bloody person at this time, and the blood gushing out of her body dyed her customized luxury clothes red.

Matsushita Youjia held the ten-character gun, looked at Wen Bixiao, who was also weak, and asked again, "Why?" ”

At this time, Wen Bixiao showed a smile and said, "Guess what......"

……

Upstairs in the hot summer, Xu Qingru was talking about his judgment.

"The area of defense is inversely proportional to the degree of defense of the unit."

"That Fuji woman's storage ability should be similar, each of her spiritual power can be regarded as a box, which can put the enemy's spiritual power into it."

"Sister Bixiao used a lot of spiritual power to condense waterfalls and huge waves to attack, I think her purpose is to find out if there are any dead ends that have not been defended on the one hand, and on the other hand, to force the other party to expand her spiritual power defense!"

"Then attack with a high-pressure waterline."

"What she wants to blow up is not the entire storage capacity of that Fuji woman, but a few of the mental power boxes."

Chu Xinyi thought for a while: "Isn't it like the wood itself is difficult to insert directly into the soil, but sharpening the wood and inserting it into the soil will be much easier." ”

Xu Qingru nodded: "It can be understood so!" ”

"However, Bixiao's spiritual power seems to have been exhausted." Qiu Shaobai was a little worried, "What should I do next?" ”

……

"You're running out of mental power right now." On the school field, Matsushita Youjia looked at the weak Wen Bixiao and said, "You still lost in the end." ”

As he spoke, Matsushita Youjia borrowed the ten-character gun in his hand and slowly stood up.

Wen Bixiao said with a smile: "There is still a little bit, probably that kind of high-pressure waterline can be launched two or three more times!" ”

"If you don't surrender, my next target will be your heart and throat!"

"Do you want to gamble, do you attack me first, or do I shoot through your heart and throat?"

After speaking, Wen Bixiao raised her hands, stretched out her index finger at the same time, pointed at Matsushita Youjia's throat with her left hand, and pointed at Matsushita Youjia's heart with her right hand, with a hint of fierceness on her face-

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"I throw in the towel!" Matsushita Yuka raised the ten-character gun in his hand, and then threw it on the ground, "I admit defeat!" ”

Hearing Panasonic Youjia admit defeat, Wen Bixiao breathed a sigh of relief, and her two arms hung down weakly, only to feel dizzy in her head at this time, her body was unstable on her feet, and she fell directly backwards to the ground.

Soon, Wen Bixiao's tutor entered the school and rushed to Wen Bixiao's side, and said with concern: "My sister~"

Wen Bixiao's slightly baby fat face showed a bright smile: "What's the matter." Old man, I'll win~"

"Uh-huh, win! All the mental power is gone, sleep for a while, and raise it. The tutor said, picked up Wen Bixiao, and walked towards the Yanxia View Tower.

"Hmm!" At this time, Wen Bixiao was like a kitten in the arms of her mentor, she snorted, closed her eyes, and muttered in her mouth, "My sister must be praising me~"

……

When the tutor returned to the Yanxia View Tower with Wen Bixiao in his arms, Wen Bixiao had already fallen into a deep sleep, and this time his mental power was exhausted, and he was afraid that he would have to sleep for a day and a night to wake up.

At this time, on the school grounds, Matsushita Yuka, who was covered in blood, returned to the Fujikan Tower alone, and from the Fujikan Tower, another man jumped down.

Pei Tugou glanced at it, and saw that the man was tall and expressionless, he was shirtless, and his body was tattooed with a dense picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

It's not that sumo wrestler!

"I'll go." At this time, a young man with a thin body, looking a little weak, and a bloodless face stood up and said.

It is the Twelve Ox: Han Wansheng.

Tutor Wang looked at him and nodded, "Be careful." ”

Han Wansheng nodded and jumped off the tower directly!

……

High in the sky, Watanabe Xiong looked at Han Weisheng who was walking towards the center of the school field and raised his eyebrows.

"Xue Jun, you players are a little weird!"

Xue Weizhi still had the same kind smile on his face, and said: "No way, with a long history of five thousand years, there will always be some strange cultural relics." ”

"The artifacts and this kid's soul are in the same eye, and we can't forcibly tear them apart, right?"

Watanabe Xiong bowed his head slightly and said, "This kind of cultural relic is a little dangerous!" ”

Xue Weizhi's smile faded a little, and said: "Yanxia's child, Yanxia will take care of it, so I won't worry about His Excellency Watanabe." ”

"If Your Excellency Watanabe really thinks it's inappropriate, why don't you go to Tajikistan first and talk to them."

When Watanabe heard this, he just smiled, and did not dwell on words any longer, but turned his gaze back to the school field.

……

On the school grounds.

Han Yansheng walked in front of the Fuji man opposite.

The Fuji man looked at Han Wansheng and said, "Remember, the person who defeated you is called Miyamoto Shinbei!" ”

Han Wansheng glanced at the other party lightly and said, "Yan Xia, Han Wansheng!" ”

After the two finished speaking, the drums on the school field sounded again.

The next moment, the two of them surged their spiritual power at the same time, and two cultural relics flashed above their heads.

The phantom of the artifact above the head of Miyamoto Shinbei is a samurai figurine that looks very old and is dressed in armor.

Fuji National Treasure –

Haniwa armed man stands!

On the other hand, on the top of Han Wansheng's head, when the phantom of the cultural relics appeared, it was with a hint of weirdness.

It was a palace-like stone sculpture, but it looked like it was only one man tall.

This is not an ordinary stone sculpture, but a sarcophagus.

The most obvious thing is that there are four words on the sarcophagus, which are clearly visible-

Whoever opens is dead!

Li Jingxun sarcophagus!

The sarcophagus phantom disappeared in a flash, and gray spiritual power emerged from Han Wansheng's body, he took the lead in raising his hand, and the gray spiritual power condensed into a gray throwing spear in front of his palm, shooting directly at Miyamoto Shinbei.

At the same time, Miyamoto Shinbei's body also had earthy yellow spiritual power surging, wrapping it all over his body, and in the blink of an eye, Miyamoto Shinbei's body was all petrified, turning into a stone man, completely ignoring the throwing spear shot by Han Jiansheng, and directly hit it, knocking away the dead qi throwing spear condensed by spiritual power, and then quickly rushed to Han Weisheng's body, and directly slammed it with his shoulder!

Han Wansheng's face remained unchanged, and his spiritual power immediately condensed a sarcophagus phantom around his body, and Miyamoto Shinbei directly hit the sarcophagus, although Han Wansheng was not harmed, but the spiritual power sarcophagus suddenly appeared cracks.

Miyamoto Shinbei raised his foot again and kicked hard at the broken spiritual power sarcophagus, and then the sarcophagus shook slightly, and then shattered directly.

At this time, a smile appeared on Miyamoto Shinbei's face: "Look at how you hide this time!" ”

As he spoke, Miyamoto Shinbei smashed his fist at Han Wansheng's weak body, but at this time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Han Wansheng's mouth.

"Didn't you say that?"

"Whoever opens it will die!"

The next moment, Miyamoto Shinbei's petrified fist stopped an inch before Han Weisheng's nose was on it, and a small palm grabbed it on his wrist.

Miyamoto Shinbei lowered his head, only to find that the spiritual power did not dissipate after the sarcophagus was broken, but condensed a little girl who looked only eight or nine years old, at this moment the little girl exuded a black breath, a pair of eyes were as black as ink, she raised her hand and grabbed Miyamoto Shinbei's wrist, and then kicked out suddenly, Miyamoto Shinbei suddenly felt a strong attack, and was directly kicked away dozens of meters.

After this blow, the little girl dissipated, and Han gradually took out his weapon from his interior location-

A real coffin!