Chapter 12 The Battle of the Powerful (II) Collect

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light and darkness, people with these nine attributes and special physique are distinguished and form nine elite classes, and in the elite class of wind element physique, Zhao Cheng's strength can definitely be regarded as the peak class.

In order to compete for the title of top student and obtain the quota to enter the Capital College for further study, the people in the elite class generally live in a simple place, even if there is something, they mostly let their subordinates handle it, for fear that their tricks will be known, and they will not be able to gain the upper hand in the future. I don't know how many eyeballs it has attracted because of today's personal shot, and failing to gain a slight advantage under the continuous attack, and because of this, Zhao Cheng is becoming more and more annoyed in his heart, he wants to preserve his strength as much as possible, and leave it as a hole card in the future when the top students compete for the battle, but if he loses the battle today, then his reputation will inevitably plummet, and he is likely to lose the position of the leader of the elite class, which is unacceptable to him, one is the future, the other is the present, and the two choices are in front of him, so that this indifferent young master feels a headache for the first timeใ€‚

"The attack is soft, is this to give me a massage?" Meng Jiao sneered, his waist was strong when he stepped back, dodging the two silver wind blades attacking from the opposite side, as time passed, he felt that his control of true qi had become more and more handy, but the other party seemed to be a little absent-minded, it seemed that it was time for him to counterattack!

"Resolute!"

The rich true qi wrapped the body, Meng Jiao's legs bent slightly, and shot towards the sky, and when he reached a place twenty zhang high, he immediately stopped, and the whole person turned into a humanoid lightning, and fell with a bang, directly on the top of Zhao Cheng's head, the two-headed snake that had shrunk a lot, and split it into a ball of silver flashing light, seeing it squirm, it seemed that there was a possibility of condensation again, the second thunder fell, the ball of light shattered, and the size was reduced by half, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth!

Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and looked at the top of his head fiercely, the two-headed snake that he had condensed, a trace of energy was dissolved, and only a faint point of light remained, which was the core of his spiritual condensation and used to manipulate the elements of heaven and earth. Just as he was about to retract it, the sputtered electric spark jumped over and touched the point of light.

Smack~ poof!

With the light point extinguishing and his spirit damaged, Zhao Cheng's whole person withered, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, looking extremely embarrassed. He scolded in a low voice, "Damn it, you ant!"

"Look! Someone is vomiting blood! It seems to be ...... It's Zhao Cheng, the president of the Extreme Society! That's right, it's him!"

"What? Let me see it too! Oh, really. Isn't he the chief of the elite class? I usually hear people say how powerful he is, how can he be beaten and vomit blood in three or two strokes, he is really a silver-like pewter gun head, and he has written love letters to him before, I really didn't expect that he is a useless guy!"

The Scenic Garden is also a beautiful place in the martial arts academy, and many couples like to come here for a date. Maybe it's because of the spread of the spirit of martial arts, the prosperity of yin and the decline of yang, whether it is Huaxia or other countries, the number of girls is less than twice or even more than that of boys, Zhao Cheng is powerful, and the love letters he usually receives can almost be packed in a sack, and the contempt of men will make him angry, and the disdain of women makes him feel that his dignity has been thrown to the ground and trampled hard.

Men, you can't say no! You can't be told no by girls!

"You...... Die for me, this bastard!" Zhao Cheng put his hands on the top of his head, and said word by word, the true qi in his body completely burst out, turning his entire body into bright silver, just one punch, he blocked the thunder that fell again, and the second punch came out, and he was stunned to knock Mengjiao out of the thunder and lightning!

This guy is taking aphrodisiacs!

Mengjiao's legs trembled a few times, and the energy transmitted into his body was discharged from the pores through muscle squeezing, watching Zhao Cheng rush up with red eyes, and the void shook between the fists, as if there were bursts of tiger roars in his ears.

Standing on the ground with his left foot as his axis, his right leg raised high and kicking forward, the first leg shadow has not yet dispersed, and the second leg shadow has already appeared, intersecting fists and legs, making a roar.

"Wind attack!" Zhao Cheng snorted, his body turned from solid to empty, one moment he was still in front of Meng Jiao, staring at his eyes and punching, and the next moment he actually appeared behind Meng Jiao, and his fist also did not stop, just hit it so hard, a ball of blood splashed open, and a cry was aroused.

"This time, it seems that which freshman Mengjiao was hit, right?"

"yes, look at his back, it's bleeding. It's really shameful for a strong man in an elite class to bully a freshman! I'm going back to tell my sisters that I'll never give Zhao Cheng a good look in the future!"

It was still the two girls, looking at their dark blue uniforms, who were clearly seniors in the regular class. Nearly 100 people watched here, no more than ten girls, at least six of them, and the boys next to them, you and me, the remaining four of them stood together, surrounded by dedicated people, the goddess in her heart said this, even if she was afraid of the power of the elite class, she could not be cowardly in front of the girls, so a piece of praise came out immediately.

"Yes, yes, what Senior Sister Zhao said is really right! Bullying newcomers, pigs and dogs are not as good!"

"Bullying newcomers, you deserve to be thundered early!!"

"Bullying newcomers, you deserve to be blown up!!"

Zhao Cheng's face turned black, he didn't expect that he was injured and suffered, others wanted to damage him, and he gained an advantage, but he still didn't have anything good to listen to. Turning his head, he wanted to see who was cursing himself, but he saw the crowd surging, all of them raised their eyebrows at him, and the law did not blame the public.

Mengjiao held his right hand on a tree, constantly adjusting his breathing, a bruise on his back, and a few traces of blood, the flesh and skin were quickly healed and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter is the general chapter of the Nine Yin True Sutra, as long as the true qi is sufficient, the effect is comparable to a panacea, even if it is a line of life and death, it can be saved, not to mention a small injury.

Holding the trunk of the tree with his right hand, he poked into it with his five fingers, and the small tree with the thickness of the bowl was broken from it, but the heart of the tree was held intact in his hand. Lying across his chest and gently brushing his left hand, a slightly rough wooden knife appeared in front of him.

Compared with the real wind physique, Mengjiao, who practiced the wind god legs and was mistaken for a special physique, has undoubtedly a worse perception of the wind. He could feel that Zhao Cheng's wind attack just now was not the strongest move, and the other party definitely still had some hidden moves. From this point of view, I am afraid that it will be difficult to persist until Zuihou that I have not even reached Xiaocheng, as for moves such as the Nine Yin Divine Claw, I have not even practiced it, and it is even more useless, since this is the case, it is better to use weapons to win, in the memory that Nie Feng came, whether it is the six tricks of Aohan or the magic knife, they are all powerful, one inch long and one inch strong, enough to deal with!

"Oh, do you want to use a weapon? Is this a poor donkey or are you ready to fight to the death?" Zhao Cheng's face was gloomy, his right hand slapped on his waist, and with a rub, a soft sword jumped into his hand.

"It's shameless, it's too cheap to use a sword against a newcomer!"

Zhao Cheng, who was about to introduce the weapon in his hand, so as to show the background of the Zhao family, was frozen there by a coquettish cheer from behind him, his face changed for a while, he originally planned to let others see, whether it was empty-handed or weapon, he was able to defeat Mengjiao, the frustration just now was just an accident, but how did it get to the eyes of the officials, this became 'cheap'? But he was not good at making a move on women, looking at Mengjiao with a knife in both hands, he had already set up his jiashi, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Let you see and understand, my Zhao family's swordsmanship!" Thirteen Swords of Broken Love and Killing Immortals!"

Ignoring the attacking sword qi, Meng Jiao's heart was empty, his hands were clenched to the rough hilt, countless moves flashed in his mind, and a mantra flashed in front of him, and the whole person stood there, swinging his sword and sweeping, "Abandon God and abandon Buddha, deviant!"

The second type of the magic knife, the first time it appeared in reality from the film and television, a black mist suddenly appeared on the blade of the wooden knife, turning into a knife qi and flying out, faintly, within a radius of 100 zhang, a rampant daxiao sounded in everyone's ears.

Sweeping with a knife, like a demonic road, where it passes, there is no tile!