Bring a hunting space with you

At this moment, although Bo Yibo felt that something was wrong, he still looked at Lu Ze seriously and nodded: "Junior Lu Ze has such a disposition, and his future prospects are limitless. Strength."

Lu Ze smiled: "Senior, you are too much, come on! Continue!"

He intends to get all the credits. In the end, the senior will use all his strength, that is, [-] credits, plus the first [-] credits, it will be [-] credits!

This wave of blood earned!

Lu Ze felt that his acting skills must be in place, otherwise he would be seen through. I wonder if this senior will go back on his word?

If I regret it, I won't be able to get so many credits.

Seeing that Lu Ze wanted to continue, Bo Yibo didn't think too much about it. After all, his aura hasn't weakened now, obviously the wave of attack just now was not his limit.

Bo Yibo never thought that the wave just now was Lu Ze's limit.

According to his speculation, Lu Ze should be able to last until the fourth wave.

"Since the younger brother asks, then the senior will not be polite!"

With that said, he turned his palm into a knife again, and slashed towards Lu Ze.

The strength of the second layer!

The aura of Daomang has doubled from before, and the space has been slightly distorted wherever it passes.

Although the freshmen outside the arena couldn't feel the intensity of their aura through the arena, they could tell from the frightening performance of the sword light slicing through the air that this wave of attacks was strong!

If they are inside, they don't need to be cut by the sword light, just approaching, they can't hold it, right?

Ye Mu and the others couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Although Lu Ze's strength is very strong, this sword light is not weak!

At this moment, Lu Ze carefully controlled his facial expression, which made his face look a bit more dignified.

At the same time, he controlled the light mask condensed by the wind and fire supernatural power to block in front of the blade light again.

boom! !

After another collision, the aftermath subsided, and the figures of Lu Ze and Bo Yibo appeared in everyone's sight again.

Bo Yibo looked at Lu Ze, who was more aura than before, and raised his brows slightly, as expected, "Student Lu Ze really hid his strength, I guessed right. The combat power of the junior , I'm afraid it won't be lower than twenty orifices, right?"

But Lu Ze didn't refute, but just looked at Bo Yibo solemnly: "The senior is so strong, I have to go all out, after all, the credits are still very important to me."

Seeing that Lu Ze was hiding his strength, everyone outside the venue couldn't help but widen their eyes.

This guy is progressing too fast, right? ?

There are already twenty orifices of combat strength!

Even going to junior year is not considered weak!

The faces of many third-year students in the elite class were stiff and complicated.

This junior has already surpassed them.

This mood is really not very good.

Bo Yibo's face glowed with Lu Ze's praise, and he smiled slightly: "Of course I won't lose your credits, junior, so you have to be more careful with your next strength."

Lu Ze nodded and said, "I'm ready."

Seeing this, Bo Yibo didn't say any more. He turned his palm into a knife and slashed at Lu Ze for the third time.

This time, the sword light is no longer full of afterimages, but has a domineering and sharp aura, as if it can cut the world in half.

Bully!

Although it's not full strength, this move is considered a relatively strong attack for Bo Yibo.

The strength of the Unfixed Sword Art lies in the erratic artistic conception. It has little effect on Lu Ze's wind and fire mask, but the Tyrant Sword is more effective in attack. This blow is enough to break Lu Ze's defense.

Lu Ze looked at the cut blade light, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes flickered with blue-red light. The wind and fire supernatural power strengthened again, and the wind and fire intertwined and strengthened each other, making the wind and fire supernatural power shield more tenacious.

boom! !

Blocking the attack for the third time, Lu Ze tried his best to control his pale face, and his eyes also showed unyielding and stubbornness, as if I'm almost at the limit, if you work harder, you will win.

Seeing that Lu Ze's face was starting to turn pale, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but look complicated.

Especially Ye Mu and the others were a little worried.

Only Lin Ling, after accepting the lesson just now, kept her pretty face tense at this moment, watching Lu Ze perform with all her strength, expressionless.

The same is true for Nangong Jing on one side.

Compared to Lin Ling, she knew better. With Lu Ze's strength, it was impossible for her to lose.

Now seeing this guy pretending to be injured with all his strength, she couldn't help itching her fists a little.

On one side, Luo Bingqing maintained the ice wall, her brows raised slightly.

With his strength, although Lu Ze didn't fully erupt, he could still feel something.

At this moment, there was a strange flash in his eyes, but he still didn't speak.

On the ring, Bo Yibo looked at Lu Ze's pale face, and smiled slightly: "Junior Lu Ze, the next attack will be my fourth level of strength, are you sure you want to continue? If you stop now, there are still two A reward of [-] credits."

Hearing this, Lu Ze looked at Bo Yibo solemnly. Although his face was pale and his breath was a little weak, his eyes were shining with unyielding light: "Senior, stop talking nonsense and make a move quickly! Although you are very strong, my Surrender is not in the dictionary!"

Seeing that the senior wanted to give him so many credits, Lu Ze decided to accompany him to pretend to be aggressive, so that he can enjoy the perfect user experience.

Bo Yibo laughed and said, "Okay! If that's the case, then I'm not going to be polite!"

Bully!

The Tyrannical Saber with four levels of combat power was activated, the stirred air twisted, and the howling wind swept across the arena with a radius of hundreds of meters.

From the perspective of the people who eat melons outside, it seems that the color of that small world has changed.

Facing the pale golden domineering sword light, Lu Ze's originally pale face turned red, and at the same time, his whole body was filled with breath, his right hand clenched into a fist, entwined with wind and fire, and blasted towards the light of the sword with all his strength.

The blue-red punch collided with the light golden knife light.

The small arena was shrouded in cyan, red and pale golden brilliance, and the aftermath continuously hit the thin crystal ice wall, making pleasant sounds.

Everyone present focused on the direction of the ring, and when the aftermath dissipated, their eyes widened slightly.