Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

If it is a heavy weapon, when it rubs against the ground at this time, the sharp tip of the gun will drag out an outline, coupled with the lightning flash, not to mention the wind.

"Take my shot!"

Rushing forward, Zhao Qianye made the first move, shouted loudly, gripped the halberd pole tightly, and struck with a horizontal stroke.

"Wow!"

Even though the weapon was light and flimsy, under the strength of Zhao Qianye's hands, it rolled up a sharp air-breaking wave, blowing Zhang Chao's broken hair and curling it crazily.

"when!"

Zhang Chao panicked and barely blocked the attack with his sword.

Although the weapon has no weight, Zhao Qianye's body rushing forward quickly and the strength of a pair of arms are naturally not something that Zhang Chao can barely parry and resist.

"Peng!"

A huge force came out and knocked Zhang Chao over on the spot. The weapon in his hand was even more unstable and collapsed on the spot, turning into golden fragments and dispersing in the air. When he stood up from the ground in embarrassment, he wanted to go again

During the war, a sharp spear point was placed on his fragile neck.

"You lose!"

Zhao Qianye held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand and said calmly.

"I, I...how is that possible?"

Zhang Chao had a look of disbelief on his face and wanted to resist, but the sharp tip of the spear was sent directly close to his neck, destroying all his persistence and making him slump on the ground in embarrassment.

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar, showing unbelievable shock.

"Oh my god...how is this possible?"

"Lost in one move? Did you get the wrong script?"

"If I didn't know that Zhang Chao, the grand thief, has some old grudges with Zhao Qianye, I would definitely think that this grand thief was hired by Zhao Qianye!"

Li Ruolan's beautiful eyes lit up, she gently lifted off her glasses frame, and exclaimed: "How does this monkey grow up so fast? Does he know how to use his own strength and inertia to add external force to the weapon?"

But remembering that Zhao Qianye spanked her little butt yesterday, which almost caused her social death, she looked crazy again, biting her teeth tightly, wishing to bite this little bastard to death.

"Concession!"

When Zhao Qianye heard Zhang Chao admitting defeat, he neatly put away his weapon and said a hypocritical politeness.

Zhang Chao came to Wang Meng in despair, almost crying with shame, "Boss, yes, I'm sorry..."

To this day, he doesn't know how he lost.

Wang Meng shook his head and sighed, stood up and patted Zhang Chao on the shoulder, comforting him, "You were careless, I don't blame you."

When Zhang Chao heard this, he burst into tears with aggrievedness, "Everyone, everyone, I can't compare to him. Now even in learning new courses, I can't compare to him. Why, why? Why, he is better than me?"

Strong in everything? Why on earth?"

The classmates who were laughing at Zhang Chao felt sad when they saw the high-spirited Zhao Qianye, a kid from another family.

Wang Meng paused in his advance and sighed in a deep voice: "Because they work harder than you!"

Thinking of Zhao Qianye's two buttocks being spanked by the class leader yesterday, they were dripping with blood but never flinched. How many people can do that to each other?

Knowing that one is invincible and yet doing so is not cleverness, but stupidity. But it was this stupidity who, on the same day and at the same time, accomplished many achievements that no one of his kind could achieve.

Everyone was startled.

When he looked at Zhao Qianye in the field again, he was in a trance, but he seemed to see the boy who was madly dissed and laughed at by them yesterday. His trousers were stained with blood, and he still insisted on competing with the teacher.

Is it really a fluke that he has the results he has now?

Even Li Ruolan had a complicated look on his face. Thinking of the scene of being humiliated by his student yesterday, he shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile: "Yes, in the blink of an eye, the boy who was spanked crazily by him, in just a few hours, used

For the price of blood, he has grown to the level where he can fight with her as a teacher. How can there be any luck in this?"

Wang Meng walked resolutely, came to the court, and gave Zhao Qianye a solemn clasped fist salute, which was a sign of respect for the strong.

"You are really strong!"

Zhao Qianye felt Wang Meng's respect for her, and followed Wang Meng's example, with a solemn look on her face. She cupped her fists at the other person in return and politely said, "You are not weak either!"

Wang Meng didn't waste any time. He opened the five fingers of his right hand and slowly formed a long-handled axe.

"Classmate Song, who do you think can win between the boss and the thief Wang Meng?"

Xiaopang poked Song Qingshu's arm and asked curiously.

Since returning from his treasure hunt, Song Qingshu seemed to have returned to the shy young man he once was, wearing a pair of black and bulky spectacle frames.

When he heard the chubby question, he pushed up his glasses frame and subconsciously wanted to analyze it, but Qin Ruoxi on the side beat him to it.

"Of course the senior wins!"

Qin Ruoxi's face was full of joy and excitement, as well as her honeyed confidence.

Xiaopang was convinced, patted Song Qingshu's shoulder, and agreed with a smile: "Of course the boss won! In this world, the person who wants to win against the boss has not been born yet!"

Song Qingshu was startled and nodded as if thinking.

Young people, only with political correctness can we broaden the road!

On the battlefield!

Wang Meng concentrated on the long-handled axe, without sharpening it, he directly swung the axe, and rushed towards Zhao Qianye to kill him.

The first move is a powerful and heavy blow to the head.

The corner of Zhao Qianye's mouth turned up, he stepped back with his right foot, kept a safe distance, and then stabbed straight with his backhand, sharply heading towards Wang Meng's head.

This brutal attack scared some timid girls, causing them to scream and close their eyes.

Wang Meng's expression changed, and he used an old attack posture. He had no time to change his moves, so he could only tilt his head and narrowly avoid the spear tip. But Zhao Qianye had already expected that the opponent would dodge, so he grasped the handle of the halberd with both hands.

With a horizontal spin, the sharp point turned into a double blade, and it swiped across Wang Meng's cheek.

In one dangerous situation after another, Wang Meng turned sideways and avoided the fatal attack of the Moon Blade. However, a deep wound with bone visible was left on his cheek. Scarlet blood flowed from his cheek.

Everyone watching the battle exclaimed again.

Wang Meng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Take my halberd!"

Zhao Qianye was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He rushed forward and pounced, then jumped up and slashed his head.

Wang Meng wanted to dodge, but Zhao Qianye's attack was too fast, so he had no choice but to block it with his axe.

"when!"

The tip of the halberd's moon blade struck the ax handle, and Wang Meng's knees weakened as a result of the frightening force, and he almost fell over. At the same time, he was mentally unstable, and the weapon in his hand suddenly fluctuated violently, and he collapsed on the spot.

Without the weapon to block him, the moon blade in Zhao Qianye's hand passed directly over Wang Meng's head and struck straight down. He was about to chop the opponent alive on the spot.

At the critical moment, the spearhead of Fang Tian's painted halberd came to a stop on Wang Meng's head.

Wang Meng was so frightened that he closed his eyes.

Li Ruolan stood up in shock, and when she saw that Wang Meng was not dead, she patted her full chest, took a breath, and said thankfully: "Fortunately, this kid kept his hands alive!"

The students had already been scared to the spot.

Seeing the majestic young man in the field, the martial arts skills displayed at this time and the master's mind of retaining people under the halberd, everyone was convinced.

"You, you..."

Wang Meng didn't see his head missing for a long time. He slowly opened his eyes and happened to see the moon blade hanging on his forehead, with a complicated look on his face: "Why don't you kill me?"

To save others by oneself, if it was Zhao Qianye who was kneeling at this time, Wang Meng would definitely vent his personal anger and take the opportunity to kill Zhao Qianye. Although he may not really die, he can't avoid having nightmares for a while, and

That's enough.