One Thousand Four Hundred and Ninety Seven: One Step Wrong
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Is this still a dream? "Zhou Haimei pinched herself hard and found that it still hurt. She stretched out her hand to feel the warmth of the sun.
"Kill him, kill him..."
The cheers around her gradually changed. Zhou Haimei frowned, feeling that the sound in her ears was getting harsher and sharper, as if they were about to pierce her head.
"Kill him...kill...him..."
Suddenly, her face gradually darkened, and she looked around at the warriors who turned their heads with scarlet eyes. She grunted, punched out her fists, and smashed their heads.
The red and white juice spilled all over the floor, and there were even traces of white smoke rising under the sunlight.
A brief passage of time.
On this day, the competition for the quota of photographic stones finally came to an end.
As usual.
Little guys like Liu Yuanwu can only be spectators, taking the opportunity to admire the strong man's style. The most important thing is also the fiercest competition among the Gangsha Realm warriors.
Because stronger warriors often come from extraordinary backgrounds or are backed by sects, their martial arts are exquisite and mysterious. Either he is the son of a noble family, has abundant resources, and is extremely powerful.
Therefore, in every battle, the winner is often between the two parties. After all, compared to the two, warriors with Sanren origins have no advantage at all.
In the past, if the new disciples were extremely talented and had great potential, they would be attracted by both sides, and they would choose a front to join.
However, something unexpected happened today. Yan Wan, a terrifying evildoer, appeared out of nowhere. During the entrance examination, he completely crushed the famous Demon King Zhou Haimei with a powerful and invincible attitude.
Faced with solicitations from both sides, he has remained indifferent.
At first, everyone thought he was waiting for a price, but not long ago, Meng Yuntao revealed the news that this person's ambition is not to be in any party, but to climb higher.
He wanted to use Qingyun Academy as a springboard for promotion, seize the position of chief disciple, and then go to... that place.
If you want to get the position of chief disciple, you must first get the approval of all the students and disciples of Qingzhou Academy. To express it is to show your strength, and this time is a good opportunity.
As we all know, Meng Yuntao and Qi Yang were on the verge of a breakthrough, and each wanted to be one step ahead and overwhelm the other.
For many years, everyone has often seen the confrontation between Meng Yuntao and Qi Yang. Although it is still exciting, it can't help but feel a little tired.
This time, with the addition of Yan Wan, a dark horse, no matter who he targets, it will be a fresh and unique battle.
All the disciples, including some teachers, are looking forward to it.
The referee coughed, cleared his throat, flicked the list, and said loudly: "There are only three people who have signed up to compete for the quota this time. Anyway, we have to compete. Who comes first?"
"Forget it, I'll do it." Yan smiled wildly, tapped his toes, and floated into the middle of the stage, looking down at the people in the audience, or Meng Yuntao's side: "Who wants to come up?"
Meng Yuntao winked at the warrior next to him. He wanted to let someone go up first to explore Yan Wan's background.
He was not there to witness the battle between the other party and Zhou Haimei that day. He just described it based on language, so there would inevitably be deviations. He still preferred to play it safe.
Although he had reached an agreement with Yan Wan, if he was allowed to give up without struggling even once, Meng Yuntao would naturally not be reconciled. He wanted to give it a try after all, what if... he won?
"Yang Jin, please enlighten me."
The warrior stretched out his hand, flicked his spear, and the red tassel swayed, full of momentum.
"Please enlighten me."
Yan Wan raised his hand to rest his sword. The moment the sound fell, he heard a burst of sonic boom.
Then, hunting purple light suddenly burst out, and under the dazzling arc of electricity, Chixiao suddenly came out of the box, and what came out of the broken blade was a sword light that was half a foot long, like a crescent moon, exuding a violent aura.
Yang Jin's pupils shrank, and he concentrated for a moment. He swung his spear, like a silver dragon roaring, drawing a dazzling arc, bursting out a few feet of light, and accurately pointed on the sword light, smashing it completely. .
click
Yan Wan's figure, like a ghost, appeared in the swirling purple lightning, the red sky trembled slightly, and collided with the tip of the spear dozens of times in a moment.
Waves of crisp sounds crackled, echoing continuously in the field, causing ripples that were visible to the naked eye.
The aftermath of Qi energy splashed out in all directions, leaving traces of varying depths or shallowness, and varying lengths, on the stone slabs. However, what they have in common is that each of these scratches is as smooth as a mirror and full of sharp aura.
The spear swung, the red tassel whined, and the silver dragon rolled around and completely enveloped Yan Wan, circling and piercing the collapsed point, stabbing and smashing, each move flowing smoothly.
Yang Jin did not dare to be careless at all, so he used his killing move, a unique move, trying to suppress Yan Wu with the advantage of his long army, not only to defeat him, but at least to force him to use some tricks.
Bang!
There was another clash of guns and swords.
However, this time, Yang Jin's expression suddenly changed, his heart tightened, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong. He immediately pulled away and retreated without thinking. The spear burst out with strength, instantly creating dozens of cracks on the ground.
He just... was greedy.
Yan Wang was suppressed from the beginning, which inevitably gave Yang Jin some confidence. He looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan. com Under the successive attacks, he seemed to be extremely fierce, suppressing Yan and fighting recklessly.
In fact, Yan Wan has a certain degree of advance and retreat, and defends steadily. Only by occasionally inadvertently using his sword, can he glimpse some nerve-wracking murderous intent.
Just now, Yang Jin grasped the flaw in Yan Wan's body technique. At this moment, his body's instinct surpassed his consciousness, allowing him to follow the flaw and launch a powerful shot.
However, the spear shot out like a dragon, although it was majestic, but then he discovered that the long sword in Yan Wan's hand suddenly turned upside down and stabbed down, accurately blocking the shot.
Yang Jin's shot was nine out of ten. In a hurry, even though he felt regretful, he endured the pain of backlash and resolutely retreated and reorganized his offensive.
Unfortunately, Yan Wang was faster than him, like a poisonous snake that had been dormant for a long time, waiting for an opportunity to prey.
As he stepped out with his sword, Yan Wan suddenly turned sideways and drew his sword, as if an immortal was pointing the way. The tip of the sword crossed the barrel of the gun, broke through the opponent's defense line, and pointed directly at Yang Jin's throat.
Must kill.
There is no hiding, no avoiding.
Yang Jin wanted to hide, but his foot was unstable.
He tried to block the shot, but he was powerless.
Zhi...
Dazzling sparks burst out with the friction between the gun shaft and the sword blade.
In just a brief moment, Yan Wan stopped in time. The aura scattered in the sky, the tip of the sword was slightly cold, and it accurately stopped three inches away from his throat.
"I accept." Yan Wan put his sword back into the box, took a few steps back, and clasped his fists with a smile.
"call……"
Yang Jin casually wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, leaned his silver gun on the ground, his legs felt a little weak, and touched his throat with lingering fear. When he found that he was indeed still alive, his heart dropped to his stomach.
Just now, he even thought he was dead.
Yang Jin dared to pat his chest and confirm that the opponent's sword was really intended to kill people.
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