Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

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

"Wow!"

The crowd was excited.

"The boss is awesome..."

The little fat boy's face turned red with excitement.

"Senior is mighty!"

Qin Ruoxi transformed into a little fan girl and waved her little fists excitedly.

"It's really surprising to be able to combine two imaginary weapons at the same time. This boy from the old Zhao family really impressed me!" Mr. Wei laughed while stroking his beard.

In the world of super gods, the main training is the way to become a god, and anything else is just a heretic, so when it comes to martial arts training, there are basically no tricks.

Cai Yankang's old face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, and he echoed loudly: "The boy from the old Zhao family is really impressive."

Leng Shaofeng shook his fist angrily, "Damn it!"

"The last round, let me do it!"

Ye Qingcheng, who was wearing a training uniform, stretched out his jade hand and formed a long barbed whip.

The slender whip body dragged on the ground, which was about a foot long. As the opponent stepped out, the long whip dragged on the ground, like a deep and silent poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity to find its prey.

"Tiger stool, red soldering iron, prickly leather whip, pepper water..."

The corner of Zhao Qianye's mouth twitched, "This girl's hobbies are a little bit special. Should I resist, or should I resist?"

He rubbed his nose and said awkwardly, "Female classmate, are your hobbies a bit special?"

Ye Qingcheng was startled and subconsciously glanced at the weapon in his hand.

The long whip is covered with barbs, which can easily scare children.

She slightly raised her snow-white delicate chin, and her cold and beautiful face showed a hint of pride unique to a girl, "If you are afraid, surrender!"

Zhao Qianye pursed his lips, "Haven't you heard a sentence?"

Ye Qingcheng: "???"

"Beautiful beast, tiger stool, red iron, spiked whip, pepper water..."

Zhao Qianye chuckled.

Ye Qingcheng blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion, not quite understanding the deep meaning of Zhao Qianye's words, but she could sense a malicious flavor from the weird smile on the other person's face.

Almost at the same time!

She almost forgot about her in a corner, but one day, in front of the school sports meeting, she was played by Zhao Qianye and stared at her beautiful legs.

Thinking of these, she suddenly became upset. She grasped the long whip and sneered: "You pervert, you are really looking for death!"

"Hey, hey, did you misunderstand something?"

When Zhao Qianye saw Ye Qingcheng blinking, his face full of anger, like the sky in March, his face changed at every turn, and he jumped immediately. He originally just wanted to make a few remarks to test whether the other party had a psychological problem, but he never thought about it.

Was misunderstood.

When Xiaopang saw this scene, a light flashed in his little eyes, and he shouted to Ye Qingcheng with a wilted look: "Hey, little girl from Class 1, my boss is looking at you very excited, why don't you consider becoming my sister-in-law?"

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"Little Fatty, you want to kill your boss so that you can take over my position?" Zhao Qianye jumped to his feet and scolded Fatty for being immoral.

Little Fatty, hey, hey, hey, hey.

"Shameless guy, go to hell!"

Ye Qingcheng was completely outraged by the two people's shamelessness and swung his long whip.

The golden whip was more than 3 meters long and only as thick as a finger. It was transformed by the opponent, and it turned out to be very lifelike.

For ordinary students, if they want to straighten the long whip, ordinary exercises cannot do it.

But when Ye Qingcheng's jade arm shook, the golden whip immediately spun, just like a flexible snake, circling around her body, appearing to be very flexible, emitting a faint golden light and shadow.

Since ancient times, using softness to overcome hardness and using strength to defeat weakness has been a taboo for military strategists.

Just like Ye Qingcheng at this time, standing a few meters away, he could attack Zhao Qianye with his advantage of hand length.

"Snapped!"

There was a loud crack of air.

The long whip turned into an afterimage, like a swift and poisonous snake, lashing towards Zhao Qianye.

The tip of the golden whip is a three-inch long spike, which is sharper than the tip of an ordinary halberd.

"It's true that softness can overcome hardness! But you have forgotten that there is softness in softness, and both are taboo!"

Zhao Qianye moved.

The weapons of both sides are long hands, and the opponent's long whip is obviously longer.

Seeing that the opponent had launched an attack and used old tricks, he kicked off the ground with both feet and passed through the attack range of the Whip Shadow like a sharp arrow off the string.

In just one breath, Zhao Qianye's halberd had already entered the attack range. Fang Tian's halberd danced and stabbed straight into the opponent's head.

Ye Qingcheng's expression changed and he was about to withdraw his long whip and attack Zhao Qianye.

"Whoosh!"

The tip of Zhao Qianye's long halberd was the first to stab Ye Qingcheng in the face. The opponent was so horrified that he raised his body to avoid this fatal attack.

But when the halberd turned around, it changed from a straight thrust to a pull back.

The sharp moon blade slid past the opponent's forehead, and Ye Qingcheng dodged it again after narrowly missing.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Qianye followed up with his third attack, with a series of moves that left Ye Qingcheng in a panic and exhausted to deal with.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!

Ye Qingcheng repeatedly dodged, but finally accidentally, Zhao Qianye got the chance, stabbed him in the abdomen, and staggered back.

"you lose!"

Zhao Qianye smiled.

Sudden!

There was a sneer on Ye Qingcheng's lips.

An unprecedented murderous intention lingered in Zhao Qianye's forehead, tingling him.

Almost subconsciously, he rolled to the right.

At this moment, a whip shadow like a poisonous snake flew down from where Zhao Qianye was standing just now.

The sharp tip hit the ground, causing a metal spark to appear.

Zhao Qianye stood up in embarrassment, and happened to see a long whip without anyone's command turning into a freely moving poisonous snake, chasing him.

"Snapped!"

The long whip jumped again, like a poisonous snake striking out, and pounced directly on Zhao Qianye.

"Damn it, this woman is too scary, isn't she? Can she actually use her mental power to control illusory weapons?"

Zhao Qianye rolled over in embarrassment and dodged the attack again. He put his right hand on the ground, jumped up, grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd, and rushed towards Ye Qingcheng.

In the world of super gods, the mainstream is the god-like flow, so the development of martial arts and attack methods here are extremely poor. Like the double-purpose he just performed, which can condense a second weapon, he is already a little genius, and Ye Qingcheng

The trick he is playing now is 2 points better than his own.

"Ye Qingcheng, you have to be careful about the other person's multitasking!"

Leng Shaofeng outside the court saw that Zhao Qianye was able to avoid fatal attacks twice and still had the energy to launch a counterattack. He immediately gave a panicked reminder.

Ye Qingcheng retreated crazily, and at the same time controlled the long whip to transform into a spirit snake, chasing Zhao Qianye from behind. The long whip bounced and hit Zhao Qianye's back.

The next second, Zhao Qianye wants to GG.

A critical moment!

Zhao Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly and sensed a few faint spiritual threads in the air. They passed around not far from him and connected to the long whip behind him.

His eyes lit up, he raised Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand and slashed with it.

"Poof! Poof!"

Just like the thin threads of a spider's web being broken, an almost negligible breaking sound was heard.

"No, that's impossible...how did you find out about this?"

Ye Qingcheng's eyes widened, and her face, which had always been cold and arrogant, finally showed a look of panic.

The thin thread of spirit is extremely difficult to detect. When Zhao Qianye was dodging from danger, it was really surprising to find the thin thread of spirit that she had condensed.

"puff!"

Zhao Qianye held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, stepped on the ground with one foot, jumped into the air, and with lightning speed, held the handle of the halberd in his hand, and struck straight through, piercing Ye Qingcheng's chest.

"you……"

Ye Qingcheng's beautiful eyes widened, as if she couldn't imagine that someone would attack such a beautiful woman like herself.

Ye Qingcheng, die!

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