Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Li Ruolan jumped up excitedly, "Well done, give the teacher a good education for the bastard from Class 1."

Wei Yan was about to turn around and leave. He felt that the school might have acted too hastily, but when he heard the uproar from the students below, he turned around again.

When he saw the victorious Zhao Qianye, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd and looking majestic, he was startled and said with a smile: "Now it's interesting!"

He turned to look at Cai Yankang and asked with a smile: "If I remember correctly, this little guy was the genius who stole the show last semester and was competed by the seven majors, right?"

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Fang Shaohua's face. He did not expect that there would be a turn of events. Seeing Wei Lao rushing to question his arch-rival Old Man Cai, he felt quite uncomfortable.

"Yes, Mr. Wei!"

Cai Yankang's chrysanthemum-like old face was about to burst, "This little guy has been praised so many times by Ruolan in front of me that my ears are almost calloused."

Wei Yan nodded slightly, showing a smile of satisfaction and recognition, "It's a good seedling! This time, you elders must protect it!"

Everyone responded quickly, saying that the previous tragic incident would not happen.

Zhao Qianye shook off the blood from the tip of the halberd, put the halberd on his shoulder, looked in the direction of Class 1, and said arrogantly: "Who dares to fight with a certain person?"

What a familiar sentence!

A student in Class 1 had a burning pain on his face.

"The guy from Class 2 bullied me too much, so let me weigh him."

A young man walked out of the team of Class 1. He was about the same age as Zhao Qianye. He stepped into the martial arts field. As he walked, he condensed a sword and shouted with great energy: "Genius of Class 1, Hao Shiyi, classmate, take action!"

Zhao Qianye carried the halberd on his shoulder, held the handle of the halberd, and shook his head gently, "Use the short to beat the long. I'm afraid that if I take action, my classmates will have no chance!"

"Arrogant!"

Hao Shiyi yelled angrily, grasped the sword tightly, danced the sword tightly, and rushed towards Zhao Qianye quickly.

With his momentum and several days of practice, he has been able to fully utilize the advantage of the long sword. Even the top geniuses in the class have to avoid its sharp edge.

"Wow!"

Zhao Qianye saw the opportunity and remained motionless. He grasped the handle of the halberd with his right hand and stabbed straight through the sword curtain, hitting the boy's chest.

"puff!"

The long knife fell to the ground.

Hao Shiyi was stabbed through the chest and was seriously injured instantly. He staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.

The long sword lost its mental support and instantly collapsed and dissipated.

He covered the wound in his chest and reluctantly stood up, staring at Zhao Qianye with some awe, "Thank you classmate for not killing me!"

He really wanted to thank Zhao Qianye for showing mercy. The virtual universe died for the last time, but he would really feel the fear of death.

Third win!

Fourth win!

In the next two games, Zhao Qianye used his long hand advantage to the fullest without the support of any force. All the geniuses from Class 1 who challenged him, no matter how fancy their moves were, were beaten by him in two or three moves. On the battlefield, you will either be seriously injured or surrender and admit defeat.

"The boy from the old Zhao family has something! The school professor's personal battle has just started. The little guy's skill and control of the timing of his attacks, I'm afraid some teachers may not be much better than the other." The viewing platform On the ground, a teacher stared at the martial arts field. Zhao Qianye, who was once again carrying a halberd on his shoulders, became more arrogant and talked to the teacher next to him.

If the students from Class 1 of the Divine Realm tribe are defeated by Zhao Qianye, then that’s it! After all, a few little guys dare to risk their lives to explore treasures in the small world at such a young age. Such lunatics are among the students of this class. There are only a few of them, but they can win individual battles, which is a bit scary.

"You don't know, right? This kid had been practicing against their class teacher for a whole morning. I heard that the two buttocks were bleeding from Li Ruolan, and their trousers were dyed red. In the end, they were pulled back by that little guy.

One ride.”

Nangong Wanqing looked at the high-spirited Zhao Qianye in the field, with a bit of a smile on her face, and explained to the head teachers of other classes.

"Oh! No wonder."

The people in the crowd looked astonished.

Every one of the young people present had the courage to risk his own life to practice fighting skills. After all, we are all second-generation gods who have no worries about food and clothing. Who would be stupid enough to do this kind of thing to ask for their own sake?

Stupid thing to fight?

Leng Shaofeng's face was gloomy, and his fists were almost filled with oil.

At present, there are 4 wins and 4 draws. The next two battles may be the final battle to determine the winner.

"William, you do this!"

He looked at William, who had an advantage in height and size, and gave an order.

Illusory weapons do not have any increase in power, so the battle between the two sides depends on their size and height advantages. With William's size, he really can't find a reason to lose.

William has thick flaxen blond hair and a stubble on his chin. He looks fierce and has a face unique to Westerners. He is eight feet tall and his arms are thicker than Zhao Qianye's thighs. He is a fully muscular man.

A timid girl would cry just looking at the other person's scary appearance.

"Hey, William, don't embarrass us!"

Ye Qingcheng stared at him and reminded William.

William twisted his neck and grinned, "An Xin, I'm just curious about how much the old Zhao boy weighs."

He stepped on the martial arts field, opened his palm, and in a moment, condensed a Western long sword. It was completely different from the lightness of the Eastern long sword. The Western long sword has both weight and lightness, and the method of use is also broader than the Eastern long sword.

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On the viewing stand!

Wei Yanchong asked Cai Yankang and Fang Shaohua, "Who do you think will win and who will lose?"

Cai Yankang only hesitated a little before choosing Zhao Qianye, "I am more optimistic about the Zhao family boy!"

Fang Shaohua hesitated for a moment, then chose William, "Then I'll bet on William from the Solomon family!"

Wei Yan glanced at Fang Shaohua and shook his head slightly.

"Classmate Zhao, you have to be careful!" William grinned, kicked the ground with his feet, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Zhao Qianye.

But the sword in his hand was hidden behind his back.

"You want to get close to me, but I won't let you do it!"

Zhao Qianye noticed William's purpose, grasped the handle of the halberd with both hands, and made a sweeping sweep.

"Hey, you've been fooled!"

William laughed strangely and lay down on his back to avoid the attack of the spurge. When he stood up and was about to pounce on Zhao Qianye, he found that a figure had already crashed into his arms.

"Haha! You are still a little green when you try to play tricks with me!"

Zhao Qianye sneered.

"boom!"

He raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the chest.

William screamed and flew backwards.

At this time, everyone saw William covering his abdomen with one hand, and a short-handled dagger was inserted into the wound.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the wound.

"Take another hit from me!"

Zhao Qianye grasped the handle of the euphorbia with one hand, pulled it, hooked it, jumped, and struck hard with one blow.

William covered the wound with one hand and barely raised his sword to resist with the other hand.

"Snapped!"

The halberd was chopped down with force, and a terrifying force hit the long sword, making William's arms numb and the shock causing him to stumble and become unstable.

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Qianye followed up with the second wave of attacks. He raised his halberd, drew an arc, and bypassed the opponent's block. The speed was incredibly fast, and the sharp halberd pointed directly at William's neck.

"you lose!"

William blushed, extremely unwilling to lose, "Why don't you kill me?"

"You and I have no grievances, so I want to kill you? No need!"

Zhao Qianye put away the halberd domineeringly, put the halberd on his shoulder again, and asked the opponent: "Do you want to fight again?"

William gritted his teeth. Although he was dissatisfied, he still accepted Zhao Qianye's mercy, "I lost!"

"Wow!"

The crowd was excited.