Obviously, Gong Bingyan's analysis was very thorough, and Minglong couldn't help but worry. But fortunately, the person fighting inside was Ye Aotian. This kid was very smart and cunning, and he quickly changed the direction of his attack.
Ye Aotian was like a poisonous snake, following Lan Zuiwu closely, forcing her to take action again and again.
There were restrictions in the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower, which prevented Lan Zuiwu from performing the Piaomiao Yunshang Step well, and he soon had to fight with it.
However, Lan Zuiwu was very smart and quickly got the upper hand.
Ao Zhongzhi said: "Zui Wu seems to know Ye Aotian's moves and routines very well!"
Nangong Qi said with a smile: "Zhenfeng also learned Yejiaquan, from the same lineage. Zuiwu often fought with Zhenfeng in Chenxingyuan. He already knew Yejiaquan well. If Ye Aotian continues to fight like this Go down and the winner will be determined soon!"
Minglong clenched his fist and said angrily: "This stupid boy!"
Tang Xun shouted: "No - Zui Wu took two punches from Ye Aotian!"
Lan Zuiwu in the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower was indeed punched twice by Ye Aotian, and the force of these two punches was quite amazing. Her body smashed two pumice stones and she almost fell from a high altitude.
Su Jingchen exclaimed: "Awesome! Ye Aotian is very smart and knows how to use inertia to attract Zui Wu. He deliberately used the Yejia Fist that Zui Wu is familiar with to attack from the beginning. In fact, it was to confuse Zui Wu..."
Ao Xiongxin immediately understood what Su Jingchen meant, took a breath of cold air, and said to himself, hiss - this kid is really insidious and clever! Zuiwu was familiar with every move and style of the previous Yejia Quan. Once the opponent was paralyzed and careless, he would inject all the spirit into the final blow, and then suddenly change the moves to catch him by surprise, so the opponent would definitely be hit!
Minglong frowned and looked at the battle situation, and couldn't help but nodded, sighing: "That's it!"
Ye Li on the side said: "Aotian has been waiting for the opportunity from the beginning. Now that he has been hit hard, it will be difficult for Lan Zuiwu to launch an attack. He will only be chased and beaten!"
Chu Mubai clenched his fist and said, "Drunk Wu is careless!"
Ye Zhenfeng also lowered his head and said to himself that this drunken dance should have been easy to win, but Ye Aotian used Yejia Fist instead. Because she was familiar with Yejia Fist routines, she naturally did not expect that he would change his moves midway, but now he has become The key to hurting her.
He clenched his fist and said, "Ye Aotian, this guy is so despicable! Damn it!"
On the pumice stone, Lan Zuiwu fell to the side like a butterfly with broken wings. She vomited blood, covered her chest with her hands, and then stared at Ye Aotian.
Ye Aotian smiled slightly, and then said: "What a pity. You haven't even reached the quicksand layer, so you will die here. Goodbye - Lan Zuiwu!"
Ye Aotian didn't make any ruthless moves. He naturally understood that Lan Zuiwu had a special status, so he jumped up to the upper level. Lan Zuiwu endured the pain and jumped up with luck.
Sikong smiled faintly, and then said: "Does she still want to catch up? Tsk, tsk, tsk... This is nothing like her before!"
In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene when Lan Zuiwu acted coquettishly and asked for sweets when he was a child, and he couldn't help but smile slightly again.
Si Kong turned to look at Nangong Qi, and then praised: "Nangong Qi, that's good. Zuiwu has become a lot stronger in your hands!"
Nangong Qi, who had not spoken for a long time, was still very calm and calm. This made Sikong look at him and couldn't help but be startled, and then said "Oh", he seemed to have seen something.
Lan Zuiwu covered the wound on his chest and quickly caught up to the sixth floor. He thought to himself, I was careless just now and let you, a bastard, take the top spot. However, Dean Nangong said that a competition is more than just a competition. It's Wuhunling, and there are others.
"Ye Aotian - that day during the martial arts competition, you were injured by my brother Ye. You were like a lost dog, running away with your tail between your legs. Are you going to run away with your tail between your legs today? I don't think you need to call me Ye Aotian anymore. Just change its name to the bereaved dog!"
Although Ye Aotian is smart and not easily angered, Lan Zuiwu is clever and smarter than him. He knew how to use the events of that day to anger him.
Ye Aotian fell into the trap as expected. He turned around and glared with murderous intent.
He had been unhappy with the humiliation that day, which made him unable to raise his head and behave as a good person. Now Lan Zuiwu is looking for death and deliberately brings up the past, which has angered him.
Murderous intentions arose in his heart, and he clenched his hands into fists, thinking to himself that fighting in the arena is about life and death. Even if I kill Lan Zuiwu by mistake during the competition, Lan Cangze, even as an elder, can't say anything.
So he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Ye Zhenfeng, for the revenge of that day, I will simply kill Lan Zuiwu today and make you regret it for the rest of your life! Lan Zuiwu - accept death!"
Ye Aotian held the Red Dragon Divine Whip, swung it left and right, flew out, and roared: "Yuanzong Eighth Stage - Fully Open!"
"Ah - all eight levels are opened!" Everyone in the audience shouted in astonishment.
Seeing Ye Aotian's murderous expression, Minglong flew towards Lan Zuiwu and hit him, thinking to himself, this kid can't be so cruel!
"Not good!" Ye Zhenfeng reached out and clenched his fist, then turned to look at Lan Cangze.
He knew Ye Aotian's character best, and he was afraid that he might have murderous intentions, so he wanted Lan Cangze to stop the competition.
Although Lan Cangze looked embarrassed, he did not stop him.
Nangong Qi on the side reached out and patted his shoulder, and then whispered: "Once the trial in the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower starts, the outside world cannot interfere unless the trialist leaves the tower on his own."
"Dean Nangong, it will be dangerous for Zui Wu to do this!"
"You have to believe in Zui Wu, she has the ability to deal with Ye Aotian, otherwise she wouldn't be stupid enough to say those words to anger the other party."
"yes."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, then looked at Nangong Qi who looked calm, and thought to himself, I was still impulsive. Dean Nangong was right, Zuiwu was talented and smart, so he must have had a countermeasure before he did that.
Seeing Dean Nangong say this, Chu Mubai on the side couldn't help but nodded.
In the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower, Ye Aotian looked like a tiger, and he kept hitting Lan Zuiwu with the Red Dragon Divine Whip in his hand. Lan Zuiwu dodged left and right, and kept fighting back with the Flower Shadow Flowing Light Palm.
"The flowers are falling in the rain——"
"Glimpse——"
"The sky is full of stars——"
Seeing that the Red Dragon Divine Whip had broken several pumice stones in succession, Lan Zuiwu was seriously injured and was chased by Ye Aotian, and escaped all the way to the eighth floor.
In the surrounding space, pumice stones rotated, and quicksand kept falling from the dome, covering the two people.
At this moment, Ye Aotian was already furious and had murderous intentions, so he no longer thought too much. He only heard Lan Zuiwu's fantail ecstasy bell ringing slightly, and the surrounding space instantly became quiet.
His pupils shrank and his heart beat suddenly. At this moment, he had entered an ecstasy.
Ye Aotian's eyes suddenly became hollow, and he stood on the pumice stone with dull eyes, motionless. He had fallen into the trap unknowingly.
A smile appeared at the corner of Lan Zuiwu's mouth. She turned the corpse fan to her chest coolly, then waved one hand, and the corpse fan opened. She fanned it gently and casually, and the charm hanging on the tail of the fan The bell rang again.
Minglong was surprised. At this moment, the zombie fan in Lan Zuiwu's hand was in front of Ye Aotian's neck among the lightning and flints. The tip of the iron fan lightly scratched, and a trace of blood was left on Ye Aotian. On the neck of the sky.
"Ye Aotian, I'll give this kick back to you!" After she finished speaking, she flew forward and kicked the opponent hard. Ye Aotian broke several pumice stones in succession and fell to the ground.
"I've been hit!" Nangong Qi smiled slightly, then turned to look at Minglong proudly.
The two people in the tower changed their appearance and were already standing in front of the martial arts stage.
Ye Aotian finally woke up as if from a dream, and reached out to cover his scratched neck.
Su Yu stepped forward and said: "As soon as the iron fan came out, hundreds of corpses turned into bones. Ye Aotian lost!"
"Hmph!" Lan Zuiwu took back the corpse-turning fan in his hand, and then said triumphantly: "Don't worry, Dean Nangong said, the corpse-turning fan is too powerful, and I was not asked to quench the poison during the competition, so I just Just leave a scar as a souvenir for him! Hahaha!"
"Lan Zuiwu - you... you..." Ye Aotian pointed at Lan Zuiwu, who looked proud, and said the word "you" two times in a row, but in the end he could only swallow his anger.
Minglong stepped forward, slapped him in the face with his hand, and then said angrily: "In a martial arts competition in the ring, life and death are determined, not to mention winning or losing. If you lose, you lose. Don't you still admit defeat?"
Minglong's move was actually for Lan Cangze to see. After all, Ye Aotian in the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower had a murderous intention. Everyone saw it. Lan Cangze couldn't be so naive and not see it. Naturally, he felt There is fire, but due to his status as an elder, it is difficult to get angry, so Minglong's palm is also an explanation for him.
Minglong turned around and looked at Lao Shou and Ye Li behind him, then winked secretly, and the two of them naturally understood.
Life and death are at stake in a martial arts competition, let alone in a water-curtain quicksand tower? Lan Zuiwu had the support of elder Lan Cangze behind him, so naturally he couldn't move, but Chu Mubai and Ye Zhenfeng were another matter.
Lan Cangze said: "In the first competition, the outcome has been decided. In the second competition, who will the Sun Academy send to compete?"
Minglong looked back at Ye Li, and then said: "In the second game, the contestant is Ye Li!"
Yeli nodded and walked out.
Lan Cangze turned to look at Nangong Qi, wondering what arrangements he would make. Judging from the current situation, Chu Mubai and Ye Zhenfeng, no matter who their martial souls were, were inferior to Ye Li.
Su Yu also looked at Nangong Qi and thought to himself that if it was purely about winning or losing, Nangong Qi should send Ye Zhenfeng to fight Ye Aotian in the first game, and send Chu Mubai to fight Ye Li in the second game. This way, the chances of winning or losing would be higher.
However, Nangong Qi has always been unpredictable. If Ye Zhenfeng were sent to fight in this battle, the gap between him and Ye Li would be too great, and there would be no chance of winning. In the next match between Chu Mubai and Lai Shou, the disparity is also too great, and there is no chance of winning...
Nangong Qi's face still had an annoying expression of calmness and calmness. He folded his arms, smiled slightly, and said: "Chenxing Academy sent Chu Mubai to fight!"
"Chu Mubai? How could it be Chu Mubai? Shouldn't it be Ye Zhenfeng?" Some students in the audience began to whisper.
In the minds of the students, they simply think that since it is a competition, they must compete in three games. Logically speaking, Ye Zhenfeng should play in the second game, and then Chu Mubai will be the strongest. Lao hunt.
Of course, students' ideas are relatively simple, so how can they think of higher-level gameplay?
