my son blue

The atmosphere changed in an instant.

Everyone looked at Yang Yang in the arena who seemed to wrinkle, his body swayed slightly, and then looked up, and found that he seemed...to be a different person.

The previous laziness, helplessness and distress disappeared, and now he is no less than Hisoka's tough BT.

He raised his head, raised his chin slightly, closed his eyes half-closed, and looked at Hisoka with his arms crossed. The smile on the corner of his mouth widened, confident and arrogant, arrogant and rude, and there was a flash in his eyes that seemed to hold back the imminent outbreak of killing. The Soul Knife has been released and held loosely in his hand, he raised his eyebrows and smiled provocatively: "Hisuo, my king doesn't want to fight with you, so this time, let me fight with you! "

"Oh~" Hisoka's eyes lit up in a flash, "It's so interesting~ Just now it felt like a green fruit, but now..." The golden light in his eyes gradually shone, Hisoka The uncontrollable killing intent is about to explode: "...it has become a delicious big apple~"

my king?

Everyone was puzzled, looked at Yang Yang's words and deeds carefully again, and vaguely came to a conclusion.

Is this person... a dual personality?

Chrollo narrowed his eyes slightly.

False...?

No, the eye color is not gold, no, then it would be...

"Then, I'll start!" Holding the knife in both hands, he stepped forward at a speed faster than before. He slashed at Hisoka, who couldn't dodge, but was blocked by the opponent's playing card, because it was covered with Nian. So it is tougher than ordinary weapons, Yang Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled, deepening his strength.

With a soft "snap", the playing cards were cut in two, and Hisoka dodged, but was still injured.

A long bloodstain ran down his arm, he licked his own blood, and smiled even more, "It's so interesting, it's so funny~" Hisoka's smile was distorted, it was his killing intent. The last edge of the explosion.

Cut~ The type that gets more courageous when frustrated!

Yang Yang and Hei Yangyang rolled their eyes together.

Must fight fast!

Hei Yangyang made up his mind to deal with this BT as soon as possible, not only because he couldn't bear it, but because he handed his body back to the king after beating heartily. He could bear that kind of heartache, but he might not necessarily bear it Then fainted.

"One of the binding ways, plug!" Before Hisoka made a move, he quickly blocked his action. He didn't expect to be able to seal it, but only hoped to delay it for a while.

Hisoka, who was trapped by Bindao, put his hands behind his back and struggled with a smile.

Putting the Zanpakuto back into its scabbard, Black Yangyang planned to use Bindao to defeat Hisoka, "Destroy yourself, Rondanini's black dog, burn it completely with one glance, and cut your own throat! Bindao Ninth, collapse the wheel!" The fingertips released the yellow rope-shaped spiritual particles, which spun and quickly trapped the opponent's body, strengthening the bondage.

not enough, not enough...

There are too many people here, they can't let go to fight him, and they can't kill him here.

When everyone saw this scene, except Kuroro, they were all shocked.

What kind of power is this? Those who don't know the power of mind don't know it, and those who understand the power of mind don't know it.

It doesn't look like Nianli, but it is stronger than Nianli. Who is he? (…)

Sai has already been broken away, and Benglun can't last long. According to the strength standard of the Death God Realm, Hisoka must be at the captain level.

"Thundering carriage, the gap of the spinning wheel, this thing has light and is divided into six, the 61 of binding the Tao, the six-stick light prison!" Six bright yellow light sheets inserted | into Hisoka's body from six directions.

Hisoka smiled more cheerfully, "Is this the ability you said you learned from some academy, Big Fruit~"

Everyone was shocked: What academy can learn such a sturdy power, let's go see it another day.

"That's right, there are four Reaper's skills, Shunpo, Baita, Slash, and Ghost Dao. I'm using Bindao in Ghost Dao!"

Everyone was shocked again: Death, death, death! ! ! ?

Yang Yang drew his knife, pointing the tip at Hisoka's throat, and smiled flamboyantly: "Surrender, or you will be shot to death!"

"Did the Big Apple think it won like this~"

Hei Yang raised his eyebrows, the tip of the knife moved suddenly, and deviated from Hisoka's throat.

The stretchable love has not been lost yet, and Hisoka can still use the power of thought.

"Mouth!" Hei Yang swears. He originally wanted to use Taoism to make Hisuo admit defeat, but he didn't expect that the other party would rather die than submit. Well, if he wants to die, he will satisfy him.

"Broken Way 31, Red Cannon!" A ball of fire whizzed past, blasting Hisoka to the wall, and his whole body was burned to tatters.

Everyone dodged quickly, afraid that Hei Yang would get angry and the six relatives would dare to bombard anyone if they didn't recognize him.

"Uh-huh~" Hisoka still smiled awkwardly.

He still didn't admit defeat.Alright, let's give him a hate this time!

"The muddy coat of arms reveals faintly, the unruly and arrogant talent; the tide · negation · paralysis · momentary, hinders the eternal sleep. The crawling steel princess, the clay doll that keeps self-mutilation, combines · bounces · extends to the ground, knows Your own powerlessness! Ninety of breaking the way, black coffin!"

Hei Yangyang is not Aizen. If he abandons the chant, he can emit less than one-third of his original power, so he added the chant. After all, he is below the captain and above the vice-captain's strength. can send out.

The huge black square coffin enveloped Hisoka, trapped him, and dissipated after two or three seconds. Hisoka's body was no longer visible, and it seemed that every part of his body had been cut by knives, and his clothes were stained with blood. The taste is overwhelming.

Everyone: (⊙o⊙)!

This... What kind of ghost skill is this, it will kill people, it will definitely kill people.

"Hmm~ The big apple is really powerful~" Hisoka, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, still hummed and said, as if he didn't feel any pain, he got up after more than ten seconds and sat down. On the ground, letting the blood flow down, squinting and smiling very excitedly.

Yang Yang Black Yang Xiang: ...

Reflexively added a six-stick light prison.

In fact, Hisoka is also an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, right...

"As expected, I still hate perverts and Xiaoqiang!" Rolling his eyes again, it seems that the game will not stop until the opponent admits defeat. This is a hall, and there is no entry and exit, so either kill him, or the opponent admits defeat, or oneself surrenders, Otherwise, the winner cannot be determined, even if he is unconscious, he still has to wait for the opponent to wake up XD Who sets the rules of the game!

Hei Yangyang almost went crazy.

With a breath, Yang Yang came to Hisoka, sighed and said: "Sisuo, if you admit defeat, I will give you a promise, but only once, in the future, wherever there is no one, I will fight you well , I promise to let you experience the taste of Shunbu Baibai's slashing technique from head to toe, how about it?"

"Well, I promise, I hope Daguo won't break his promise, otherwise, hehe~"

Otherwise, it would be like nougat, entangled to death Hisoka.

Hei Yang gave it with a supercilious look.

"I'm willing to admit defeat~" Hisoka said.

So the examiner announced that in the third game, contestant No. 42 won.

So he conceded defeat, everyone was happy, and the medical ghost was offered, and the cure was completed, and he let go of it.

Hei Yangyang pulled out Zanpakudao, walked slowly towards Kuroro, pointed the tip of the knife at him, and stared at him with obsidian-like eyes, as if there was great hatred, and the murderous intent in the eyes was stronger than before full-bodied.

"I will kill you, Chrollo Rusiru!" he said.

He is the person the king hates, and like that person, he will definitely kill these two people!

"...I'll wait." Kuroro opened his eyes slightly, then smiled.

"Then, he'll leave it to you." Hei Yangyang snorted coldly, shook his body slightly, and then fell forward, Kuroro quickly caught it.

In his inner world, Yang Yang felt dizzy again. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was hugged by Kuroro. He just wanted to break free, but he was forced by the crazy pain in his heart. , Biting Kuroro's arm hard.

Kuroro didn't seem to feel it, he didn't frown, and let him bite.

This is the price and consequence of using the power of the soul, it really is not something he can bear, it's really fucking painful and ecstasy...

The whole body in pain was trembling and convulsing, his fingers were trembling, and even breathing lightly added to the pain.

Is he just enduring this kind of pain to fight Hisoka? I have to say, it is really powerful, much stronger than him, the same person, but he can bear it, but he escapes.

Yang Yang, you are not even afraid of death, why are you still afraid of this kind of pain?

Drenched in cold sweat and dizzy, Yang Yang smiled wryly in his heart.

Still can't, still can't...

Thinking dizzily, Yang Yang finally couldn't take it anymore and passed out.