When Fuchen was about to go back and sit down, he was stopped by Yu Zhenyan: "Li Fuchen, don't go back yet, come here, you will be the first one!"

As he spoke, Aftershock Rock led everyone to get up, and then leaned back, leaving Fuchen alone in the middle.

"I'm coming!" Before Aftershocking Rock could speak, Jian Xi came to the opposite side of the floating dust with a loaded black spear.

"Okay, what's your name with this female student?" Yu Zhenyan stood next to him and roared, he liked such a self-conscious student.

"Jian Xi!" Jian Xi said coldly, his attention was all on Fuchen, and he didn't even look at the aftershock.

Looking at the two people in the middle, the nerves of the people around them also tensed, after all, it is a real battle, and there is also danger, and maybe the next one is himself, coupled with Jian Xi's cold appearance, the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

"Let's start!" Jian Xi said these three words coldly to Fuchen, obviously not wanting to do it himself, which can be regarded as a provocation.

But Fuchen didn't do it first, after all, it's just a simple actual battle, it doesn't matter anything, it's a classmate, and I still have to let it go.

But Yu Zhenyan couldn't stand it, and shouted at Fuchen: "Li Fuchen, don't be stunned when you see a beautiful woman, let you go on it!

"yes, come on!"

"Grind, you're dancing?"

"Don't waste time!"

The people around him also urged.

Seeing that it was impossible for Jian Xi to take the initiative to come up, Fuchen also walked towards the other party.

The people around didn't say anything, not everyone rushed into a fight, everyone had their own style.

When he was about to get closer, Jian Xi took the lead in making a move, holding the middle of the gun, the tip of the gun swept directly towards the neck of the floating dust, and the floating dust retreated to dodge, and Jian Xi stepped forward with the spear in his hand and turned around, and he also turned around to block the rotating gun, and then turned back sharply, held the tail of the spear with one hand, and used inertia to sweep the gun against the floating dust.

Originally, watching Jian Xi step forward, Fuchen also retreated to keep a distance, but as she blocked the gun, and then held the gun, it undoubtedly lengthened the length of the gun.

As a result, a shot was swept out in time, the knife was a little bent, and the floating dust flew upside down to one side.

"Good!"

Gu Dahai was the first to shout, and the others also applauded.

Before Fuchen got up, he saw Jian Xi slashing from above with a shot, and had to roll to the side to just dodge, but there was an extra long mark on the open space, and this strength was not at all possessed by ordinary women.

suffered losses one after another, and Fuchen quickly got up and retreated, keeping a good distance.

Seeing this, Jian Xi immediately rushed up again, holding the tail of the gun and stabbing it, but this must not be stabbed, Fuchen dodged to the side, and dodged, but Jian Xi also stepped forward with his other hand to hold the gun, and swept over the floating dust next to the gun, and Fuchen had to bend down to dodge.

Seeing this, Jian Xi also took a step forward, using the head of the gun to collect the gun, stab again, collect the gun, and stab again, forcing the floating dust to retreat step by step, and he had to avoid the gun stabbed by Jian Xi at any time.

Finally, he kicked his feet and used the old beggar's body method to retreat backwards, although the body method was not as good as the old beggar's, but it was much better than running blindly.

He took a few steps back in quick succession, pulling farther away than before.

After standing firmly, he used his body to rush towards Jian Xi, how could he be beaten passively all the time, what should he do if he stabbed his clothes, he could only take the initiative to take action.

Seeing the floating dust rushing in, Jian Xi held the gun in front of him with both hands, the tip of the gun was obliquely facing the sky, and he did not shoot at the first time, but waited for the floating dust to step forward and shoot the knife, stopped with a shot, and then launched an attack.

That's it, fortunately, the dodge was timely, otherwise there would be a hole in the head.

The knife followed Jian Xi's gun, and then turned back sharply to avoid the tip of the gun, the horizontal knife stopped Jian Xi's gun, and his body also stuck to the side of the knife, and Jian Xi stopped when he saw this.

After glancing at each other, the pupils of Jian Xi's black and white eyes shrank, his teeth gritted, he turned his body, moved the gun to the side, and then prepared to pull it back again.

Seeing this, how could Fuchen make her do this, if so, she would have to have her ribs broken, so she took a step forward and swept her foot behind Jian Xi's knees, where her legs were bent.

Jian Xi took advantage of the situation and bent down, although he did not fall, but he also passively wanted to move a short distance to the side, and the gun in his hand did not stop, and continued to sweep over.

Seeing this, Fuchen simply leaned back, and kicked Jian Xi's stomach, and after the gun swept over his face, Fuchen's feet also arrived.

Then the floating dust fell to the ground, and Jian Xi was also kicked out.

Fuchen jumped up with a carp, between which Jian Xi was holding a gun in his right hand, half-squatting on the ground, then raised his head, stared at Fuchen coldly, and took the initiative to attack with his right foot.

When he was about to get close to the floating dust, he jumped up and turned around and smashed it down, as soon as the floating dust moved to the side to dodge, who knew that Jian Xi's gun was pulled back before it touched the ground, and his hands slid to the tip of the gun, and he picked up a stick and smashed it directly on the shoulder of the floating dust.

With this stick, he directly smashed the knees of the floating dust and fell directly to the ground.

Immediately after a backhand upward, Fuchen bent backwards, but the distance was still too short, and before he could do so, the tip of the gun directly cut through the clothes on Fuchen's chest, and blood also came out, and Fuchen fell to the ground because of gravity instability.

Jian Xi didn't give up yet, holding the gun in both hands, he pierced down with the floating dust on the ground, and when he was in a hurry, he didn't care about it, he dodged sideways to the side, and the tip of the gun pierced directly into the soil.

Fuchen turned around, threw down the knife in his hand, wrapped his right hand around the body of the gun and held it, and then his left hand also held the upper end, while Jian Xi's hands were held next to each other in the middle.

As soon as Jian Xi struggled, Fuchen took advantage of her strength to stand up, and the two of them held the gun with all four hands, and fought for it.

Jian Xi saw that he couldn't break free, so he simply kicked at Fuchen, fortunately, Fuchen wanted to use his feet before, but he hesitated, but his eyes were still staring, and when he saw the other party kicking over, he hurriedly kicked the other party's calf.

Next, Jian Xi's feet were blocked by floating dust, and seeing that the work under his feet was useless, he let go of his right hand and punched him in the chest of floating dust, floating dust bent over in pain, and after Jian Xi's punch, his right hand still held the body of the gun, but because he firmly held the gun and did not let go, he did not grab it.

So he lifted it up again, and because of the floating dust bending over, his feet did not stand firm, so he had to let go of his left hand and push the other party's leg away, and then simply let go of his right hand, stepped forward, and hit Jian Xi's hands with an elbow.

With the help of Jian Xi's strength to grab the gun, he knocked the opponent backwards with one elbow, and still used the tip of the gun to stabilize his body.

After defeating Jian Xi, Fuchen didn't pick up the knife again, but put on a fist.

Seeing this, Jian Xi gritted his teeth, and also picked up the tail of the gun and stuck it on the ground.

waved his fist and hit Fuchen, Fuchen pushed away with his right hand, punched with his left hand, and punched Jian Xi's waist.

"Compare boxing, you're going to lose!"

Fuchen thought in his heart that he was really happy when he saw the other party throw down the gun, but he was punched as soon as he came up.

Jian Xi gently touched the beaten part of his waist, and then began to swing his fist again, but they were all immediately hit by Fuchen, and the last punch hit Fuchen's chest, which knocked Fuchen back, but it was only repelled, and he didn't suffer any injuries, just a little pain, but because he had a gunshot wound, now the blood is flowing more.

Seeing Fuchen retreating, Jian Xi punched Fuchen's head, Fuchen directly twisted his head to dodge, and then slapped the other party's stomach, and then grabbed Jian Xi's hand to prevent her from retreating, and then stepped forward and hit her shoulder.

Jian Xi fell directly backwards and fell to the ground.

Fuchen didn't step forward to make up for the punch, and after Jian Xi coughed twice, he stood up with some difficulty, wiped the blood on the side of his mouth, and walked towards his gun.

"This guy can't be so brainless, right?"

Fuchen thought to himself at this time, with mixed feelings, did she have to fight so that she couldn't get up?

Jian Xi pulled out his gun and walked towards the pile, and then said, "I lost!"

Fuchen was relieved when he heard this, and then looked at the blood marks in front of him, this dress was damaged, and he didn't know if it could be repaired.

"Okay, this classmate Jian Xi can be regarded as a rare talent! He is good-looking and dances well with guns, but he is too far away from the dust, and he won't let the female classmate?

Yu Zhenyan was the first to say after looking at Jian Xi after admitting defeat, and Fuchen just smiled and returned to the team, without answering.

The faces of the people around are also a little heavy, after all, this fight is too exciting and too ruthless, a few of them, if you don't dodge, maybe you will die, and miraculously no one talks about this competition, after all, maybe the next one is yourself.

"Who's next!" Yu Zhenyan shouted as he looked at the students around him.

However, no one has been on the field for a long time.

After Fuchen walked into the crowd, Sun Miaomiao walked over and asked softly, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Fuchen tore off his clothes and took a look at the wound inside, it was not very deep, he had experienced a lot of wars before, and he had suffered a lot of injuries, and this injury was nothing, so he said to Sun Miaomiao: "It's okay!"

"How can it be okay, so much blood comes out!" Sun Miaomiao looked at Fuchen's calm appearance, and became a little anxious.

Fuchen covered his clothes and comforted him: "Now that the bleeding has stopped, it will be natural to go back and clean it after class!"

The moment the two were talking, Yu Zhenyan threw a male student next to him directly to the field, looked at the people around him with some anger and said in a low tone: "Who is on!"