Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Yan Sui waited in strict battle, running his whole body's spiritual power.

I saw three spiritual swords raised in front of him, two short and one long, the sunlight reflected white light on the swords, and the sword points pointed directly at Zhong Ying.

Behind him rose a gray tortoise shell the size of a palm, and the tortoise shell lit up, forming an extremely thick spiritual power shield, protecting his body.

A little spiritual light flickered on the neck. If you look carefully, it is a silver collar, which can increase the speed and calm the mind.

Then a round ball rose above Yan Sui's head. I don't know what was contained in the ball, and the aura was extremely strong...

If it wasn't for Yan Sui's lack of cultivation and spiritual power, he could only control a few magic weapons at a time, and it is estimated that he would come up with more magic weapons.

The students watching were expressionless.

They have long been accustomed to the "golden glitter" style of Qixiu, but it is rare to flash to Yansui's level, and people can't help but have the idea of ​​"after the trial of the Seventh Academy, use Yansui sacks to rob".

Facing Yan Sui who took out all his wealth, Zhong Ying had a relaxed face, not only didn't take out the killing gun, but even posed lazily, he ticked his little finger at Yan Sui and said, "For the sake of being so serious, , I will let you do three moves, and after three moves, I will beat you."

"Don't be too arrogant!" Yan Sui countered with words, "When you lose later, you won't cry to find a way for yourself, saying that you gave up three tricks, right?"

Zhong Ying said honestly: "I won't let you, how can you have a chance to make a move?"

"you!"

"You think I'll save face if I fight with you?" Zhong Ying felt that he was giving Yan Sui too much face when he fought against a little boy like Yan Sui!

However, as soon as these words came out, not to mention Yan Sui was furious, even the corners of the students' mouths twitched, frantically communicating with their friends.

"Listen, Junior Brother Zhong is speaking human language?"

"That's not what people can say!"

Yan Sui snorted coldly, stopped talking nonsense with Zhong Ying, and directly directed the three spirit swords to stab Zhong Ying.

The three spirit swords formed a sword array, complementing each other, and halfway through the flight, they were like a fierce tiger coming out of the mountain, with a menacing aura.

Zhong Ying was not good at breaking formations, but he could rely on his instinct to see where the spirit energy was weak at a glance, and punched it out without thinking.

The newly formed sword formation was smashed by Zhong Ying, and most of it immediately dispersed. Zhong Ying slapped the sword formation with his palm, and the broken sword formation trembled all over, dissipating like a cloud of smoke. on the floor.

Before Zhong Ying could take back his hand, the ball above Yan Sui's head opened, and the wind was like a blade, making a "Zi Zi" sound, coming from all directions, Zhong Ying didn't even have a place to hide, so he could only bear it.

However, Zhong Ying's posture was leisurely, and he didn't pay attention to the overwhelming wind blades.

The three spirit swords are still a bit sharp, and these wind blades are just bluffing, because there are so many of them, they are not one-tenth as sharp as the three spirit swords.

Zhong Ying raised his foot and kicked it three times in total, all three spirit swords flew out and hit the wind blade.

The Spirit Sword cut through the Wind Blade, and the Wind Blade also cut countless holes in the Spirit Sword.

When the wind blade completely disappeared, the three spirit swords were completely useless.

Zhong Ying clicked his tongue, not feeling distressed at all, Yan Sui just glanced at it, what really felt distressed was the onlookers.

Don't give them the spirit sword!

The ball closed and then opened again, and several spirit weapons flew out. Not all of those spirit weapons were attack weapons, but there were many magic weapons for body protection, and even a small alchemy furnace.

When those spiritual artifacts flew in front of Zhong Ying, Yan Sui's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice, "Explosive!"

The magic weapon in front of him exploded in an instant, even including the alchemy furnace. The power of the magic weapon self-explosion is not trivial, and if one is not careful, he might be killed.It's just that the magic weapon is precious, and few people are willing to blow themselves up.

And with so many magic weapons self-destructing, the power is even more terrifying.

The spiritual power was muddy and chaotic, and countless smoke and dust splashed up, filling the entire martial arts platform in an instant.

The masters on the stage frowned, and the students watching from the audience covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves, not forgetting to envy and envy.

"A tool repairer is rich and powerful. With so many magic tools, they can be blown up if they say so."

"Yeah, if you don't need it, you can give it to me..."

Someone else frowned: "At any rate, they came from the same sect, and it's too much to use self-destruct magic weapon to kill the enemy."

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated. Although Yan Sui felt that he would definitely win, he did not dare to relax his vigilance. His eyes were fixed on the opposite side, ready to explode another wave of magic weapons at any time.

A figure appeared in the smoke and became clearer, followed by a familiar voice: "How dare you play with me?"

——It's Zhong Ying!

Yan Sui's face darkened in an instant, and when he was about to repeat the old trick, Zhong Ying had already approached, first slapped the ball flying, and then used his finger as a blade to hit the tortoise shell behind Yan Sui.

The tortoise shell was given by Yan Sui's elders, and it was refined from the shell of a mysterious turtle. Although it has no attack power, it can protect Yan Sui's safety. Among all Yan Sui's treasures, this tortoise shell is the most precious.

But Zhong Ying said so, the light of the tortoise shell dimmed a lot.As the owner of the tortoise shell, Yan Sui naturally knew how badly the tortoise shell had been hurt.

When a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, Zhong Ying's voice came to his ears again: "This tortoise shell is quite strong."

Yan Sui: "..."

Although it was indeed a tortoise shell, Yan Sui felt extremely uncomfortable hearing it.

Then, Zhong Ying clicked again, the tortoise shell completely lost its light, and melted into Yan Sui's body with a snap.

A big fist came oncoming.

"boom--"

Yan Sui was made firm, and instantly dizzy and staring, the whole person flew into the sky lightly, and flew a full five feet before falling down like a stone.

"Boom-"

The floor of the Martial Arts Arena was extremely strong, it was impossible to smash a hole, only Yan Sui almost fell into a pulp, but fortunately the monk was strong and Zhong Ying was merciful, so he was not killed.

Zhong Ying squatted beside Yan Sui, and poked Yan Sui's shoulder boredly: "Are you still alive?"

"Ah!" Yan Sui screamed, trembling with pain, and woke up abruptly.

Raising his head tremblingly, Yan Sui, who tried to open his eyes, saw Zhong Ying who was close at hand.

Warm liquid slipped out of the mouth, nose and eyes, Yan Sui opened his mouth to speak, and directly spit out a white tooth.

The moment the onlookers saw Yan Sui clearly, they collectively hissed.

Yan Sui fell so badly!

The whole face fell into a pig's head, the mouth, nose and eyes were bloody, the eyes were bruised, the nose was crooked, and the teeth fell out. It was as miserable as it could be.

Ding Dangdang couldn't help touching his white and tender face, deeply feeling that Zhong Ying's subordinates were merciful yesterday, and Zhong Ying's words of choking to death did not pay for his life, he actually tasted a bit of pity... After all, the contrast is too tragic.

Zhong Ying bent his brows and eyes, revealing his small canine teeth. The sunlight fell on the small canine teeth, as if they were shining coldly.He lifted Yan Sui's collar, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Are you convinced?"

Yan Sui took a few deep breaths, managed to regain his composure, looked at Zhong Ying with bloodshot eyes, and gritted his teeth: "I..."

Zhong Ying's smile remained unchanged, and there was a trace of coldness in the peach blossom eyes, as if the bright peach blossoms bloomed on a midwinter night.

Then, he loosened Yan Sui's back collar.

"Snapped--"

Yan Sui was unable to support his body, and fell face-to-face on the ground, his limbs twitching.

Zhong Ying lifted his collar again, and asked with a smile, "Do you admit defeat?"

Yan Sui's eyes were hazy, and he didn't see Zhong Ying's face clearly, but Zhong Ying's voice made him feel fear, and he opened his mouth, because of the pain, he could only make a hoarse "ahhh" sound.

Zhong Ying let go of his fingers again.

"Snapped--"

Yan Sui made intimate contact with the floor again.

After going back and forth like this several times, Yan Sui was completely discouraged, and shouted in a hoarse voice like a duck, "I give up, I give up! I will never go near my benefactor again!"

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Zhong Ying clapped his hands, got up, and said briskly: "Remember, don't get close to Jun Buyi in the future, or I will see you once and beat you once."

When Zhong Ying stepped down from the stage, the students gave way one after another to let Zhong Ying, a big and fierce spirit, pass through.

The master did not immediately announce the result of the competition, but looked at each other and communicated with each other.

"This child is too vicious."

"That's right, the murderous intent is too heavy."

"Let the opponent make three moves first, crush the opponent with strength, and then defeat the opponent with a thunderous blow, and then without changing face, slowly torture and pressure, destroy the opponent's mind... I am afraid that for a long time, Yan Sui will not dare to follow The bell should start."

The masters had never seen such a scene, and Zhong Ying didn't attack much because of the presence of the masters of the academy, but the masters still noticed Zhong Ying's terrifying murderous aura-even though Zhong Ying only showed a trace.

"You can't say that. Yan Sui didn't strike lightly. He blew himself up with seven magic weapons. If Zhong Ying was weaker, or if we didn't have time to make a move, Zhong Ying would most likely die. In comparison, Yan Sui just looked miserable. , in fact, there is no danger of life.”

Several masters insisted on their own opinions and opinions.

At this time, someone coughed softly: "Young and energetic child, there is nothing he can do against his rival, let alone the person Yan Sui wants to steal from Zhong Ying..."

Masters: "..."

They were moved by this sentence and announced that Zhong Ying had won, while Yan Sui was carried down by his classmates on a rattan bed.

Yan Sui had never been insulted like this since he was a child, and when he noticed the curious, sympathetic, and contemptuous gazes on him, he felt even more aggrieved and gritted his teeth, so he didn't cry a lot.

It was his two friends who carried the rattan bed.

A cautious reassurance to him.

A earnest persuasion to him.

"Yan Sui, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. We will take revenge in the future. Don't trouble Zhong Ying now. You should take good care of your injuries..."

Yan Sui didn't listen to a word, only felt the pain in his eyes was unbearable, and when he was about to close his eyes, he saw a figure as cold as snow out of the corner of his eyes.

Although the students are all wearing the same school uniform, there are always some people who are as outstanding as the bright moon, hanging high in the night sky, dimming the stars.

Prince Chidan is such a person.

Yan Sui shouted intermittently: "En, benefactor..."

Yan Sui's friend was startled, remembering Zhong Ying's expression when he said, "Don't get close to Jun Buyi", he quickly speeded up, planning to lead Yan Sui away.

However, the figure had already heard the voice, stopped in its tracks, and looked back on the Yunqiao. With its cold phoenix eyes, it saw the miserable Yan Sui on the rattan bed.

Jun Buyi is a person with good etiquette, he nodded, "Junior Brother Yan."

Yan Sui took several precious pills before, but now he has recovered a little bit, under the swollen eyelids, a pair of black eyes were covered with mist, and he said with a sob: "Benefactor, I am ashamed of you. "

"Why?"

"Zhong Ying framed you and caused you to participate in the eight trials, but I can't..."

Jun Buyi's cold eyes fell on Yan Sui: "This matter has nothing to do with him, I know who signed up for me."

Yan Sui's expression was blank, and his sorrow and anger had no place to vent: "Benefactor, don't be deceived by him..."

"He's fine." Jun Buyi added, "Zhong Ying is fine."

"But……"

Jun Buyi lowered his eyes, his gaze was dull, but it made Yan Sui hold his breath: "Junior brother Yan, no one can deceive me, not ears, nor eyes."

After Jun Buyi said a few words, he turned and left, heading towards Zhong Ying's direction.

Yan Sui's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

Invisibly, he has believed what Jun Buyi said.

During the Yanwutai battle, he understood one thing. Zhong Ying probably didn't have the patience to use black hands when dealing with people he hated.

Moreover, you don’t expect people like Zhong Ying to say that Zhong Ying is very good, maybe Zhong Ying is really good, but before he made things difficult for Zhong Ying and even uttered bad words...

A hot current surged into my heart, guilt and shame at the same time.

A picture appeared in Yan Sui's mind, Zhong Ying bowed his head, and asked him cruelly: Do you accept it?