Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Wang Meng received the teacher's approval, excitedly clenched his fists, glanced sideways at Zhao Qianye, and walked into the center of the martial arts arena with his head held high.

"Class 2, Wang Meng, came here to fight with you!"

Ding Wei laughed, "I know you are the kid from the Wang family who was so suppressed by the genius of your class, Zhao Qianye, that you can't hold your head up, right?"

The smile on Wang Meng's lips froze, and a look of anger appeared on his face, "You are looking for death!"

In a moment, he condensed a majestic axe, held it with both hands, rushed towards the opponent and slashed the opponent's head.

Ding Wei showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, held the gun in both hands, and fired it suddenly.

The sharp spear tip was like a dragon coming out of the sea, arriving first and piercing Wang Meng's forehead.

Wang Meng's expression changed drastically, and before he could react and adjust his attack posture, the point of the spear pierced his forehead, and he died tragically on the spot.

"ignorance!"

Ding Wei put away his gun and stood up, looking proudly in the direction of Class 2, "Who else dares to fight with me?"

Seeing Wang Meng slowly turning into light and shadow and dissipating, the students in each class suddenly shouted in an uproar.

Li Ruolan shook his head and sighed, "Why is this child so reckless? When someone provokes him, he becomes confused."

When He Shaofeng saw the killer trick he had unleashed, he laughed proudly and yelled at Li Ruolan: "My good classmate, you don't naively think that the title of the genius class is really so easy to get, do you?"

Li Ruolan's face turned livid with anger, and she ordered to the students in the class: "Li Xiaojian, come on!"

"ah……?"

Li Xiaojian's face turned bitter, "Teacher, if a weakling like me comes to power, won't I end up killing Class 1?"

"Instead of being embarrassed at the autumn camp, the teacher would rather you be embarrassed at school."

Li Ruolan scolded her coldly, "What, you want to surrender without a fight?"

Li Xiaojian had a thousand reluctances in his heart, but seeing the teacher's face that said, "You dare to beep, I'll make you look good," he could only go on stage.

as expected!

Ding Wei used only one move to blast the little fat man out of the center of the ring. In an instant, he shot out a gun in mid-air and stabbed the little fat man to the core.

The second game, defeated!

Li Ruolan clenched her fists loudly and ordered in a deep voice: "Qin Ruoxi, come on!"

Qin Ruoxi's face turned pale, but she mustered up the courage to step onto the ring!

The third game, defeated!

The fourth game, defeated!

…

In the blink of an eye, four people were defeated one after another, which made Lei, the leader of Class 1 and the college watching the battle, anxious on the outside and tender on the inside.

Wei Yan shook his head slightly, "It's still a little early!"

Old Cai looked ashamed and hesitated for a long time, not knowing what excuse he should give to his beloved niece.

The senior leaders of Sunflower Kindergarten have experienced several leaders and administrations over the past thousands of years. Everyone has always had a problem, which is to uproot the forces of the Black Dragon Mountain Galaxy in the school to extract their marrow.

But dreams are good, but reality is cruel!

Li Ruolan looked at the only trump card among the students and waved to him, "Zhao Qianye, come here!"

Zhao Qianye touched the tip of his nose and stepped forward to stand in front of the class leader.

"Are you sure?"

Li Ruolan looked expectant. The only boy who still gave her hope was this little bastard who dared to spank her.

"I'll try my best!"

Zhao Qianye didn't brag randomly, saying that he could fight ten enemies one by one.

This kind of battle relies purely on combat skills and experience, and can only rely on personal experience against the enemy and alertness in battle. There is no external force to rely on, so naturally one does not dare to guarantee victory and say that he will win.

If he had loaded up a powerful priesthood and the weapon increase brought by the priesthood's authority, I'm afraid everyone sitting here would be his younger brother.

"Um!"

Li Ruolan nodded and patted Zhao Qianye on the shoulder, "Just do your best!"

Although she desperately hopes that she can win against He Shaofeng once, she cares more about the growth of her students than the latter.

If this were not the case, she would not insist on letting Li Xiaojian and Qin Ruoxi, these two sticks, go on stage to kill people. She only hoped that these two guys who had experienced death would not let down her good intentions as a teacher.

"Come on, senior!"

At some point, Qin Ruoxi entered the martial arts arena again with a pale face. When she saw Zhao Qianye walking out of the team and preparing to go on stage to fight, she couldn't help but cheer up excitedly.

"Come on, boss!"

The little fat man's face was pale, and even now there is still a fear of death lingering in his heart: "The thief Sun on the stage is so cruel. The fat man has surrendered. This kid still dares to kill him. He is nothing."

Ding Wei sneered, "A defeated general, who gave you the courage?"

Zhao Qianye turned around and gave the two of them a reassuring look, "Don't worry, the boss will teach this thief a lesson for you!"

Ding Wei smiled, raised his spear, pointed it at Zhao Qianye, and smiled arrogantly: "Please tell me your name, someone. I won't kill unknown people."

This guy clearly knows that Zhao Qianye is so famous, but he deliberately uses a sarcastic tone to disgust people, which shows that he has a heart that can be punished.

Zhao Qianye stepped onto the martial arts field, and with a flash of his hand, a majestic Fang Tian painted halberd appeared in the palm of his hand.

This method of instantly condensing illusory weapons instantly shocked everyone, but not everyone could do two things at once, manipulating mental power and faith value at the same time.

"If you want to know my name, you will tell me when you defeat me!"

"snort!"

Ding Wei sneered, shook his spear, and ran towards Zhao Qianye, "I don't know whether to live or die, just wait and see!"

Zhao Qianye remained motionless, as if he was stunned.

Sudden!

Ding Wei walked in front of him, and with a spear in his hand, it stabbed Zhao Qianye straight into the head like a poisonous snake exploring a hole.

The corners of Zhao Qianye's mouth turned up, and almost at the same time, he grasped the halberd pole, held it tightly with one hand, leaned back, and lifted it diagonally upwards.

The attacks from both sides hit the target almost simultaneously.

But Ding Wei's spear was already dodged by Zhao Qianye's back, but Ding Wei was not so lucky.

"Peng!"

A terrifying force of wind struck diagonally from below.

At the critical moment, Ding Wei turned his head and fell sideways, narrowly avoiding the vital point, but still the sharp moon blade slid across his cheek.

Scarlet blood slipped from his cheeks.

Almost at the same time!

Zhao Qianye twisted his waist and abdomen, held the halberd in both hands, and made a smooth turn. The moon blade drew an arc in mid-air and passed Ding Wei's body.

The sharp moon blade is like a knife cutting.

"No……"

Ding Wei let out a loud cry of pain, and was cut across his chest by the moon blade. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the opponent instinctively fell sideways, and only his left arm was cut off.

Almost instinctively, the opponent rolled on the ground. When he stood up again, his whole body froze. He lowered his head in disbelief and saw the tip of a sharp double-edged gun piercing his chest.

The surging blood and the indescribable pain made Ding Wei let out a shrill wail.

"This, this is impossible...how could I lose to you?"

"Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated!"

Zhao Qianye held down the halberd pole and pushed the opponent back wildly. Finally, he suddenly pulled out the halberd, twisted his waist and abdomen, turned around, held a halberd flower with both hands, and made a crosscut.

The sharp moon blade swept across the opponent's neck.

"Remember, I, Zhao Qianye, am the one who killed you!"