Chapter 134： 1 magical game (1/2)

Perhaps in the future, when Meng Zhaohua awakens multiple skills, he can use them in conjunction to complement each other's shortcomings.

But it doesn't work now, the advantages and disadvantages are very obvious.

Mo Xiu couldn't perceive Meng Zhaohua's position, so he closed his eyes.

The audience in the audience was stunned for a moment. No matter how good you are, Mo Xiu, in this case, closing your eyes is tantamount to death!

As time passed, Mo Xiu remained motionless in the squad, and Meng Zhaohua did not launch an attack.

The audience off the court was a little impatient. This was the semi-final of the school civil war. So many people watched you come here?

Here, Yang Qingzhuo asked Cao Fenglin: "Teacher Cao, what are you doing? Mo Xiu stood motionless, with weaknesses all over, why didn't Meng Zhaohua attack?"

Cao Fenglin leaned back on the chair and said, "Don't worry, take your time. This battle is estimated to continue until Meng Zhaohua's skills cool down."

"So long? Why don't you attack now?"

"It's not that you don't attack, you don't have to attack. According to the information, Meng Zhaohua's skills are indeed very strong, but only one blow, one hammer trade, and one miss will lose. Besides, Mo Xiu, it seems that his whole body is weak. Actually unassailable."

Yang Qingzhuo asked in confusion: "Why? If I were Meng Zhaohua, I would come on Mo Xiu's head."

"You are cruel enough, I will tell Mo Xiu later."

"Ah, no, Teacher Cao."

"Haha, teasing you, in fact, powerful assassins like moving targets the most, because as long as they move, they will definitely reveal their weaknesses."

Yang Qingzhuo still didn't understand, and looked at Cao Fenglin blankly.

"To put it another way, who do you think Meng Zhaohua and Mo Xiu are faster?"

Yang Qingzhuo said without hesitation: "Of course it was Mo Xiu. Yesterday he was faster than Thunder."

"Then you think the two of them, whose reaction speed is fast?"

Yang Qingzhuo still said without hesitation: "Of course it is Mo Xiu. I heard Mu Mu said that you boasted that Mo Xiu's resilience is the first in the school."

After speaking, he immediately covered his mouth and showed apologetic eyes for raising Mumu.

Cao Fenglin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, that's right. You know, Mo Xiu's opponent must know that as long as he moves, he will be exposed. When Mo Xiu responds with greater speed and reaction, who do you think will be? win?"

Yang Qingzhuo understood and looked at the stage again!

Mo Xiu still closed his eyes and was now in the middle of the field.

In fact, the situation is not as easy as Cao Fenglin said.

If Meng Zhaohua attacked at a very close range, even Mo Xiu might not be able to avoid it.

Mo Xiu stood in this way to maximize his advantages. There were two advantages, one was reaction ability and the other was perception.

Meng Zhaohua squeezed a sweat for herself, but it was Mo Xiu's momentum that hindered her from taking action.

A good assassin can generally perceive the opponent's aura, and when the opponent's aura is the weakest, he will have the greatest chance of success.

But... Mo Xiu's aura was too strong at this time, so strong that she didn't want to get close at all.

As time passed, some grumpy audience members began to swear.

"Fuck, what's this stuff? Can you fight or not?"

"Yeah, is there a shady? You can leave without hitting me."

Many people said they wanted to leave, but no one left.

At the time of fifteen minutes, Meng Zhaohua revealed her real body. At this time, she was covered in sweat, as if she had experienced a great battle.

Mo Xiu was also relieved to see Meng Zhaohua appear.

It seems that the two did not fight each other. In fact, their spirits were overloaded and concentrated during these fifteen minutes, one to observe weaknesses, and the other to pay attention to defense.

The physical strength is not consumed, but the brain power can be consumed a lot.

The audience watched Mo Xiu and Meng Zhaohua face each other, did not speak or act, and did not understand what it meant.

After taking another two breaths, Meng Zhaohua raised his right hand and said, "I admit defeat!"