I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 9 What should I do when 3 minutes are almost up?Lights up!

Zhou Yuanwu's hot eyes made Fang Qingran a little overwhelmed.

Not only that, but as soon as Ren Ying finished speaking, he received a slightly hostile gaze from the stands.

Well, it's all public.

The problem is huge.

As the saying goes, moderate fitness attracts the opposite sex, and excessive fitness attracts the same sex. It's hard for him to say who he attracts with Lao Zhou's explosive muscles.

The jealousy was burning, as if he was about to have intimate contact with someone.

After a little thought, Fang Qingran pulled out the second peach branch from behind and held it in his palm. Fang Qingran chose to ignore his surroundings and smashed the jar.

There is one thing to say, it is really necessary to get in touch.

Well, fencing.

No way, who made him change his job to become a swordsman.

"Just relying on the attributes in the normal state, no matter how you look at it, you can't take him down..."

Seeing Zhou Yuanwu's lowered center of gravity, ready to exert force at any time, Fang Qingran's perception extended outward with him as the center.

Zhou Yuanwu and Fang Qingran completely ignored the other two who were still fighting fiercely in the arena. In their field of vision, only each other was left.

The more Le Zhiyu and Gu Feng felt the terrifying sense of oppression, the fiercer the fierce battle.

They could almost conclude that whether it was Zhou Yuanwu or Fang Qingran, they were probably no match for them.

The only thing that can be done is to try hard to defeat this person with similar strength in front of him, so that he can be among the three who will advance to the elite class.

The tip of the spear trembled, and flowers bloomed. Under the huge psychological pressure, Le Zhiyu showed [-]% of his strength.

Hit the strongest hit ever.

"So I'm so strong?!"

She regained her confidence!

There is a kind of omnipotent power.

A smile gradually crept up his cheeks.

next moment.

The howling wind hit her body heavily like a speeding train.

The hair rope that tied the ball's head broke, and a trace of blood was wiped off her cheek by the flying debris. She tried her best to widen her eyes, and when she fell back, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

The fist exuding a faint golden light confronted the bland branch, and air waves visible to the naked eye continuously overflowed from the center of the two.

Faintly feeling the creaking of branches overwhelmed, Fang Qingran's mouth twitched with a little helplessness.

No matter how it has been transformed by Goldfinger, in the final analysis, it is just an ordinary peach tree branch.

Small fights are okay, but when faced with a tough battle that really needs to go all out, the flaws are exposed.

"I don't know how to strengthen it..."

The thought was fleeting in his mind, Fang Qingran forced himself to cut off the thoughts that grew wildly like weeds and concentrate.

Zhou Yuanwu, for him now, is indeed a very strong opponent, so he can't help but be careless!
"At least, accompany me for a while...partner."

Muttering to himself in a voice that only he could hear, Fang Qingran's eyes were fixed, and a circle of air blasted on the spot, making his clothes rattle, and the pressure exerted by his wrist suddenly increased a lot.

Two swords flow state, open!

"?!"

Zhou Yuanwu's face twitched when he was under the sudden increase in pressure, and Fang Qingran slowly and firmly regained the advantage he had gained steadily in the contest.

"I have practiced my external skills for more than ten years, and I can still lose to a swordsman in a competition of strength?"

Zhou Yuanwu, who felt that his face was a bit unstoppable, became ruthless, and the pale golden color lingering on his palms deepened. With all his strength, he forcibly knocked back the wooden branches, stepped forward with his right foot, and slammed his palms down with a thunderous force.

Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!

The two sides fight fast, you come and go, and you don't give in to each other.

The entire arena was silent, only the sound of the two colliding and fighting could be heard endlessly.

The dean, who was holding a thermos, was sitting on pins and needles, his old face flushed.

Every time he thought he had overestimated the strength of this dark horse, Fang Qingran, but in the end, he found that he still underestimated the opponent.

Even in the face of Zhou Yuanwu, who is not bad in gold and steel, Fang Qingran can still fight fiercely without losing half a point.

It was literally slapping him in the face, and the sound could be heard throughout the school.

His current mood is both gratified and ashamed.

I am pleased with the strength of the students and ashamed of my own remarks.

In addition, there is a trace of deep envy.

If he had the strength of these two students at this age, what would he be like now?
Maybe, he has been able to live in Tianshu City for a long time.

"Tianshu City..."

The dean, who brought back memories, was a little lost for a while.

The Tianshu domain is very large, but after all, it is only divided into two parts.

One is called Tianshu City, and the other is called other places.

As if reading what was in his mind, Deng Ya's words rang in the ears of the dean.

"Both Zhou Yuanwu and Fang Qingran are excellent seedlings who have a chance to become Tianshu City."

Hearing this, the dean nodded.

"You are right."

Indulging in the wonderful fight shown by the two students in the ring, he suddenly became interested and asked Deng Ya casually:

"Mr. Deng, these two are students in your class, and there should be no one else in the school who knows them better than you, who has been teaching for three years.

Who do you think will be the final winner in this battle? "

"Director, are you asking me?"

Deng Ya propped up her chin, her beautiful eyes turned, as if traveling through time and space, going back to the past, back to the scene where the sword qi slashed out from the wooden branch.

"If Zhou Yuanwu can't make King Kong indestructible in the battle today, go one step further and achieve consummation.

Today...he will lose. "

"Defeated?!"

The dean, who had never expected Deng Ya to give him such an answer, couldn't help but bend forward slightly, stretched his neck, and paid attention to every change in the ring.

"According to the current situation, Fang Qingran is indeed just an ordinary person who has not yet achieved extraordinary things.

However, any non-extraordinary ordinary person fighting a freak who has mastered sword energy without a teacher is tantamount to letting Fang Qingran bully the small with the big. "

Inadvertently gave Zhou Yuanwu a sympathetic look to the victorious and courageous Zhou Yuanwu, and Deng Ya secretly smiled wryly in her heart.

Sword Qi, in high school, was too supermodel.

The most speechless thing was that Fang Qingran's strength when facing her was much weaker than that in the ring.

Then was his sword energy yesterday really the most powerful?

Deng Ya didn't dare to judge lightly.

She continued to watch the battle in silence.

At this time, the two people on the ring were using force wantonly, fighting more and more fiercely.

"Hahahahaha, it's been a long time since I played so heartily, so happy, so happy!"

Zhou Yuanwu went crazy, relying on his tyrannical external skills, he did not dodge or evade Fang Qingran's attacks, and every move was an injury-for-injury style of play.

"Come again!"

With a tiger roar, he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, like a ferocious bull rushing towards him, shaking the arena with cracks and brick dust flying everywhere.

"I want to too."

Fang Qingran shyly smiled back.

After moving his ten fingers that were numb due to the shock, he held his breath and tensed all the muscles in his body.

The body is like a big bow ready to go, the arms are crossed, one pointing down, and the other over the top of the shoulder.

The dim branches of the wood shimmered.

Even in the 3-minute boost state, he has never been able to defeat the opponent. Once the 3 minutes are over, he will have no chance of winning when the weak time comes.

Two minutes and 50 seconds have passed, and it's time to turn on the lights.

At this moment, the sprinting Zhou Yuanwu was less than five meters away from him.

Time seems to freeze here.

Fang Qingran twisted her body and cut it off!

　Thank you Fanxing Luoyu for the 2000 starting point reward!Thanks!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)