Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 209
"Shut up! I won't believe it!"

Wei Yuezhou glared at Zhang Shan, like a trapped beast that only chooses people to eat.

"It's true to say that you are pitiful. You obviously think it's true in your heart, but you just don't admit it. You're really deceiving yourself."

Zhang Shan shook his head and said sympathetically.

Wei Yuezhou's face became more and more gloomy, and he felt faintly in his heart that what the other party said might be true.

Can't help but look towards the auditorium.

Fang Yiru was glaring at Zhang Shan with shame and anger.

The auditorium was not far from the ring, and she should have heard the conversation between the two.

"The person surnamed Zhang must be talking nonsense, and now Junior Sister Fang is angry."

Wei Yuezhou thought to himself, feeling relieved.

At this time Zhang Shan also turned his head and smiled at Fang Yiru.

Then he opened his mouth without making a sound, and only mouthed a word.

Fang Yiru saw his mouth shape, and suddenly realized it.

This is exactly what she said at the time when she said she didn't like Wei Yuezhou, and then Zhang Shan asked her narrowly, "Then who do you like?"

She almost blurted out what was on her mind.

However, the bastard must have guessed who she was talking about.

Thinking of this, Fang Yiru's face suddenly turned red.

Then he thought about what Situ Qingwan was waiting for him.

I can't help feeling bitter in my heart, this bastard, knowing what's on his mind, is still messing around.

Immediately, he couldn't help but glared at Zhang Shan on the stage with resentful eyes.

Wei Yuezhou suddenly felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

He's not Chu Ge, he knew what was going on just by looking at Fang Yiru's eyes.

"Why, what's so good about this bastard, Junior Sister Fang, why do you fall in love with him!"

It was as if a voice was roaring in Wei Yuezhou's heart, and the whole person became mad with jealousy and indignation.

At this moment, Zhang Shan looked back at him with a mocking smile on his face:

"Did you see it? It's not too stupid. You have no chance. As long as I'm here, you won't have any chance!"

Wei Yuezhou's chest rose and fell, and it took a while before he said sinisterly:

"As long as you're here, right? Then I'll kill you, isn't there a chance?"

It's best for you to think like this, Zhang Shan thought with a sneer in his heart.

The reason why he provoked Wei Yuezhou with Fang Yiru's matter was not only to disturb his mind.

More importantly, let this person have the idea of ​​never giving up until he kills himself.

In this way, the idea of ​​​​running away will not arise when the situation is unfavorable.

Because if Wei Yuezhou's flying soul ability is used to escape, Zhang Shan is not very sure whether Tianluo Star Picker can keep him without doing it.

That's why I used this method to stimulate him.

Now it seems that the goal should be achieved.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shan moved his hand, and Zang Feng appeared in his hand:
"If you have the ability to kill me, this is your only chance to destroy me, I'm afraid you can't do it!"

A cold light flickered in Wei Yuezhou's eyes, and he took out a silver-white long sword from the Sumeru Ring.

The murderous intent on his body soared into the sky, and he unreservedly unfolded his strongest strength.

With a cold shout, he stretched out his sword, and a dazzling white sword light slashed towards Zhang Shan.

What he practiced was Bai Gengfeng's Shangxiao Yuangang sword art, which is sharp and sharp, and can break everything.

The sharp whistling sound resounded through the space ten feet away from Zhang Shan.

Wei Yuezhou shot with hatred, and tried his best as soon as he came up.

Zhang Shan's suppressive jurisdiction silently enveloped the entire arena.

The correct eye pupils are opened at the same time.

Wei Yuezhou's true energy stagnated, and Jian Gang suddenly weakened by three points.

Zhang Shan took a step forward, attacking and attacking, and Ji Mie Zhan greeted Bai Guang with the intention of destruction.

The black Tibetan front clashed with the silver long sword.

clang!
A deafening sound resounded throughout the arena.

The clothes of the two were flying, and they were blown away by the energy of the collision.

And on the floor of the arena in front of the two, two sword marks clearly stretched forward, met in the middle, and shattered like a spider web at the place where they met.

"Sixth Level of True Martial Arts!"

Wei Yuezhou shouted angrily.

"Yes, do you have any comments?"

Zhang Shan chuckled, crossed the distance of five zhang in one step, and slashed at his waist with the horizontal sword.

"Hmph, so what, even if there is a suppression jurisdiction, it's still one weight lower than me!"

Wei Yuezhou drank coldly, raised his silver sword, and collided with Zang Feng.

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, Wei Yuezhou's whole body was shaken, and then he was pushed away by Zang Fengsao.

"How is it, is it heavy?"

Zhang Shan laughed loudly, and flew forward again.

"Death Slash!"

Wei Yuezhou let out a loud roar: "Xuangang Zhen!"

boom!
Zhang Shan stepped back three steps, each step leaving a half-inch-deep footprint on the ground.

Wei Yuezhou slid back a foot with a snort, and he drew a shallow mark on the floor.

In terms of strength, Wei Yuezhou obviously suffered a disadvantage.

His martial arts are characterized by sharpness and swiftness, while Zhang Shan is not inferior in speed and he crushes him in strength.

As for the sharpness, the sharpness of Nie Mie Zhan is no less than his Shang Xiao Wu Gang Sword Art.

For a while, Wei Yuezhou, whose state was one level higher than Zhang Shan's, was obviously at a disadvantage under the pressure of the repressive law.

"You are such a waste, you want to make Senior Sister Fang fall in love? Do you have a brain?"

Zhang Shan rushed forward again, slashing, sweeping, and slapping with the epee. Wei Yuezhou was forced to retreat in the ring.

In the meantime, there was constant cynicism, and Wei Yuezhou was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, but there was nothing he could do.

The audience under the ring couldn't help booing.

Originally thought it would be a strong and weak match, but looking at it now, Zhang Shan, who was considered weak before, was crushing Wei Yuezhou, who was strong, and the situation of strength and weakness was reversed.

"Wei Yuezhou, you coward, I bet a lot on you! Show some real skills."

Some people saw that they had lost all their money, and couldn't help but cursed.

"Haha, this young master's vision is still accurate, this young master put all his attention on Zhang Shan, and this time he is about to send it out."

There were popular ones and unpopular ones, and the guy next to him bet on Zhang Shan, seeing the good scene, couldn't help but smile.

Those cursing sounds reached Wei Yuezhou's ears, making his face turn red and turn pale.

With a flash of his figure, he quickly retreated and left the battle group.

Zhang Shan was about to pursue him, when he saw the phantom of Wuhun behind Wei Yuezhou, which was a white tiger.

Then white light flashed, and a pair of white wings of light grew on his shoulders.

With a wave of light wings, Wei Yuezhou soared into the sky and flew over the ring.

"Have you finally used your soul skill? Apart from being able to fly, I don't know if it has other functions."

Zhang Shan stared at the enemy in the air, alert to his movements.

"Zhang Shan, you are too arrogant enough, I will let you taste the power of my soul skill flying to the sky and escaping from the ground!"

Wei Yuezhou shouted sharply.

As soon as the words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared into the air.

"Disappeared?"

Zhang Shan's pupils shrank, and the hairs all over his body suddenly rose.

In an instant, Wei Yuezhou appeared behind him, and with a flash of light, the silver sword slashed down towards his neck.

(End of this chapter)