Chapter 167： The Artistic Conception of Wind (1/2)
”The first one, Bai Xiaoluo, senior class, please enlighten me!”
Bai Xiaoluo?
Hearing this name, everyone in the audience was taken aback!
Bai Xiaoluo is one of the seven wolves in the advanced class, but he is the weakest one, in the late stage of the fifth stage of the spirit cave state, and in the air sea cave state.
Shouldn't the wolf king Chen Yuxuan play the first?
”This Yan Yunyu is cunning!” After the game, Li Zelin did not return to his class, but came to Mu Yun instead.
”Oh?”
”Senior Class One, Seven Wolves, Chen Yuxuan ranked first, Bai Xiaoluo ranked seventh, your class now has only four players able to play, he first let Bai Xiaoluo play, consume Mo Yang, and finally let Chen Yuxuan play, just temporarily If you lose a game, you can win the game beautifully.”
”Um...Is my Class 9 so scary?”
Mu Yun was stunned.
Yan Yunyu was really careful to sail the Wannian Ship, he could think of such a way.
”If this is the case, there is no way, Mo Yang is destined to be impossible to fight only one game. The first game is still up to him!”
Mu Yun gave a wry smile and stopped speaking.
He only taught four people, and the right to choose at this moment is completely in the hands of the four.
”The first scene, I am coming!”
Mo Yang didn't hesitate too much, and directly stepped onto the ring.
In this game, they were given a choice of nine classes, almost none.
He and Lin Zhi are good at attacking, so in the seven battles, I am afraid that at least each of them will have to play two. The first is very important and he must play.
”Please advise!”
Looking at Mo Yang, Bai Xiaoluo didn't have a trace of worry, but a trace of joking on his face.
The order Yan Yunyu gave him was to consume Mo Yang, but he thought he was capable of defeating Mo Yang, so under consumption, he would completely defeat Mo Yang.
”Please!” Mo Yang arched his hand, with the Qing Jiao Sword in his hand.
When the game reaches the final level, losing is meaningless.
Everything is above the sword.
The two shot instantly, and at the moment, only two figures were left in the ring.
Bai Xiaoluo's figure is thin, and he is even the fifth stage of the Spirit Acupoint Realm. The Qi Sea Acupoint martial artist is good at avoiding his body. For a while, Mo Yang couldn't grasp his figure.
”Why is Xiaoluo Bai just avoiding and not attacking?”
Seeing this scene, a person among the crowd suddenly spoke.
”Silly, first drag down the strongest member of the senior class nine, and then the next three, as long as one loses one more, the nine class is considered to be a loss.”
”No way, senior class one, still use this method?”
”Why not? Otherwise, Chen Yuxuan should be the first player to play, not Bai Xiaoluo. Who doesn't know that Bai Xiaoluo's avoidance is top-notch.”
Seeing Bai Xiaoluo just dodge in the ring, many students below began to curse.
It's just that Bai Xiaoluo ignored it at all.
The time has not arrived, the time has arrived, he will definitely give Mo Yang a heavy blow.
”run?”
Seeing that Bai Xiaoluo still didn't fight him, Mo Yang stood there and stopped chasing.
”Huh? Why aren't you chasing, Great Genius Mo? Isn't that going to work?” Bai Xiaoluo sneered when he saw Mo Yang stopped.
”No way?”
Mo Yang shook his head and stopped talking.
However, the Green Water Sword in his hand was slowly raised, surrounded by the sword tip and sword intent, a series of sword auras, like a jumping spirit, filed out.
And those sword auras finally gathered a little, and went straight to Bai Xiaoluo.
”I thought Great Genius Mo could not do it anymore?” Bai Xiaoluo sneered: ”It turns out that you are accumulating true essence, ready to fight!”
”Fight? That's right, what I fight is your life!”
The anger in Mo Yang's heart has been completely provoked by Bai Xiaoluo.
The advanced class 1 clearly knew that only four of them were left in the ninth class to participate in the war, but it was really shameless to use such tricks.
Since the opponent is so mean, he doesn't need to keep the means.
”My life? Cut, I'm afraid you can't beat it!”
Bai Xiaolong smiled, watching the sword light approaching, and immediately used his skills to avoid.
Ten meters away, Bai Xiaoluo turned around and smiled.
However, Bai Xiaoluo's smile was frozen on his face when he looked at Jian Mang who followed behind him, and he couldn't smile anymore.
”Damn it!”
Seeing that sword qi always clinging to his back, Bai Xiaoluo's expression changed and he took a leap and flew directly.
It's just that Bai Xiaoluo flew up, and the sword light also flew up!
The sword light, which was like a tail, became faster and faster as it ran, and the sword light became longer and longer.
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Seeing this scene, Bai Xiaoluo's face was surprised.
It's just that Mo Yang no longer gives him a surprise opportunity.
The speed of the sword light suddenly increased more than ten times. With a snort, the sword light directly forced Bai Xiaoluo to the left side of his abdomen, and a blood stain stained Bai Xiaoluo's abdomen red.
With a thud, Bai Xiaoluo fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.
In the first game, Mo Yang wins!
”The second scene, Zi Xinran, come here!”