"Is this the power of will?"
In the stands, Liu Qingcang's expression changed slightly, his eyes fixed on Song Wenyuan's fingers.
He was very surprised.
I never expected that such a young guy could comprehend the power of will?
Others could not tell what power Song Wenyuan used through the holographic image. Only Liu Qingcang, relying on the terrifying increase in consciousness of the soul in the out-of-body realm, could sense the faint fluctuations of will.
It was obvious that the fluctuation of the power of will came from Song Wenyuan!
Originally, Liu Qingcang should be happy to see a genius who has understood the power of will.
But seeing the terrifying murderous intent in Song Wenyuan's expression, his brows knitted together slightly.
Such a genius, but so murderous. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
In the mental space, watching the black light magnify in the eyes, a strong sense of crisis was beating crazily in the mind!
Skill, roll!
Zhang Junmo rolled towards the ground on one side. His movement didn't look very fast, but he perfectly dodged Song Wenyuan's finger.
"Huh? Is it this inexplicable dodge ability again?"
Song Wenyuan looked at his empty finger and murmured in a low voice.
But Zhang Junmo heard this whisper!
He said it again!
Standing up quickly, Zhang Junmo slashed hard!
At the same time, I thought that before this, the only time he used rolls in the competition was when he faced Yongwen's mental explosion in the elimination round.
But, is that really what Song Wenyuan said?
That night, while rescuing the dying Gao Shengzhong, Zhang Junmo also used a roll in front of the judge to strangely dodge the almost impossible blow!
The heavy sword fell suddenly, but Song Wenyuan punched it back in an extremely domineering manner.
The huge force shocked Zhang Junmo so much that he raised his hands, and the door opened wide in front of him!
"Ha! You ants must tremble at my feet!"
Song Wenyuan smiled sarcastically, and then stepped hard on Zhang Junmo's chest.
In the collision between the two, Zhang Junmo was at an extremely obvious disadvantage!
Almost from the beginning, it was suppressed everywhere.
If this kick hits, I'm afraid Zhang Junmo will be miserable next!
"Want to step on me?"
Zhang Junmo looked grim.
I originally wanted to see my limits when I don't use my skills, but you really want to step on me?
Do you really think I have lost my temper?
I'm scared to pick it up!
Do you know what the air is every second?
Skill, avoidance!
The moment before the kick landed on him, Zhang Junmo suddenly and strangely got rid of the previous imbalance and placed the epee in front of him!
A sword intent brewed on the sword body, turning into a circular light shield.
Song Wenyuan stepped on it hard.
But even though his kick contained a will to die, it was still firmly blocked!
The corners of his eyes raised slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Because no matter how hard he tried at the moment, he couldn't step on it!
"You're just an ant, how dare you resist?"
Song Wenyuan's voice was cold, and a murderous intention bloomed from his body.
But it makes no sense!
Avoidance, the moment the skill is released, immediately enter the avoidance posture and wait for an opportunity to counterattack!
When the avoidance posture is in progress, you will enter an invincible state and can block all attacks.
After the block is completed, he launches a counterattack and unleashes a sword energy!
Sword energy attack power, 2475%!
Just when Song Wenyuan tried his best to step down Zhang Junmo, he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of crisis in his heart!
"What!"
His heart was racing.
The unprecedented sense of crisis made him feel incredible!
The evasive counterattack is very powerful!
It can be said that among the major professional skills in the early stage, the damage is extremely considerable!
The explosion was close to twenty-five times. Even if Song Wenyuan had the power of will and twice the combat power of Zhang Junmo, when the two are superimposed, he would still need to release at least one Xuan-level skill to resist it!
But at such a close distance and with such a sudden explosion, Song Wenyuan had no time to use his skills!
laugh!
A soft sound seemed to resound in everyone's heart.
The audience fell silent almost at the same time!
Including the Dean of Quancheng Academy, who was originally very happy and excited, he was staring at the scene on the martial arts field as if he was being strangled by the neck.
The sword energy surged and shot straight up into the sky in the distance.
Until it exceeds the range of the holographic image and disappears from everyone's sight.
And one arm drew an astonishing parabola and fell heavily to the ground.
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.
a long time.
They raised their heads and looked at the one-armed figure in disbelief.
The man had gray-white hair.
At his feet was a severed arm that fell to the ground.
On the broken arm, blood was flowing.
The palms were gray and white, like the hands of a dead man.
Song Wenyuan looked at the arm at his feet in shock, his eyes widening.
Obviously, he didn't expect this to happen.
But then, his body trembled slightly.
"Damn..."
As if talking in sleep, Song Wenyuan's voice was very weak.
"Damn...damn...damn!"
But then, Song Wenyuan's voice gradually became louder!
He raised his head suddenly and stared at Zhang Junmo. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and violence, and his expression was ferocious, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, staring at Zhang Junmo with hatred.
"I'm going to tear you apart piece by piece!"
"I will pull out your fingers one by one, crush your bones bit by bit, and then tear your flesh and blood into pieces piece by piece!"
"I am going to kill you!"
While the holographic projection is projecting the picture, the sounds inside are also coming out.
Everyone looked at Song Wenyuan's appearance and listened to his voice that revealed resentment and murderous intent, and felt a little chill in their hearts.
Everyone dared not think about it.
When Song Wenyuan said that he would kill you, did he mean in the spiritual space or in reality?
Perhaps, both?
Along with the angry and murderous roar, Song Wenyuan's body seemed to be exuding the breath of death!
"Above Heaven"
"Die!"
Waves of black energy floated away, like black mist, covering the small area behind him.
The black mist surged, as if something was about to rush out from inside!
Zhang Junmo's face condensed slightly and he stared coldly at the black mist. It turned out that it was a hand!
In the black mist, a one-meter-long hand condensed!
The big hand grabbed Zhang Junmo, like the hand of death.
Once Zhang Junmo is caught, the only result will be death!
"Die, die, die!"
"It's a lot of bullshit from beginning to end."
"I allow you to show off, but don't go too far!"
"You are yelling here with a dead face. Is it because of me?"
"You have to die for me!"
He was annoyed by Song Wenyuan's endless nagging.
No more acting!
Brother is the king of sex!
Skill, Night Strike!
Zhang Junmo actually took the initiative to greet him!
He came to Song Wenyuan, his fist flashed with silver light, and then he punched out fiercely.
At that moment, the silver light flourished!
The terrifying power was released, and there seemed to be a phantom of a dragon head!
After the dragon head phantom collided with the big hand, it exploded!
Then, the black epee in Zhang Junmo's hand became slender at some point, and the red runes on the sword shone with strange light. As Zhang Junmo waved his arm, he slashed forward twice!
Two silver sword lights streaked across the void, enveloping Song Wenyuan!
