Chapter 119

The air seemed to solidify.

At this moment, the whole playground of Jiangnan Wuda was quiet. All the students and tutors were staring at Su Ze and Jiang Qinghe.

Next second.

There was a huge noise.

"My God... The magic weapon!"

"Big brother, please ask, what is a magic weapon?"

"Waste, don't you even know that? It's said that it's very difficult to obtain magic weapons. Eighty five percent of the masters have no magic weapons... "

"The rumor can't be credulous. Master Lei Dao is the weakest master in the list of seven products. Even his shoes are at the level of magic soldiers. It can be seen that it's not difficult to obtain magic soldiers."

"Hey, Wei Wuchen is Jiang Qinghe's pursuer, and Su Ze is Jiang Qinghe's brother of different father and mother. It's said that their relationship is very different... Do you think this competition has a deeper meaning?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Be careful that master Lei Dao will cut you, brother... Isn't that a mess?"

"You're so deaf. They say you're a different parent."

"Half father and half mother, call Nimah his brother?"

The discussion started to deviate

"Silence

On the challenge arena, Changshan, the top teacher of liupinjing, finally recovered. He coughed and said in a high voice: "clear up, the competition will continue."

Jiang Qinghe, with a slight leap, jumped into the challenge arena.

She looked surprised and said: "I feel my body is lighter. These magic shoes can definitely double my speed... This sword..."

Just when she jumped into the challenge arena, the sword tip accidentally touched the challenge arena.

And then

The challenge arena was pierced.

I'm special!!!

Facing Jiang Qinghe, Wei Wuchen was about to cry. He lost his voice and said, "no, it's not fair... Changshan tutor, I want to protest. It's cheating!"

Chang Shan, with no expression on his face, said: "when a warrior fights, weapons are part of his own strength. If the protest is invalid, the game will continue."

"Me

Wei Wuchen gritted his teeth, raised the knife and said with a grim smile: "Jiang Qinghe, my accomplishments, fighting skills, Sabre skills and body skills are all better than you. I don't believe it. A weapon can make up the gap between you and me!"

He urged Qi and blood, and the blood color was diffused on the A-class composite metal sabre. He held the sabre in both hands and cut it off suddenly——

"Come on, Wei Wuchen's furious three combos!"

"It's said that this move is Wei Wuchen's unique move. He condensed his whole body's Qi and blood, cut off three swords and superimposed them. He once killed an evil warrior in the early stage of wupinjing!"

"Can Jiang Qinghe block it?"

"Jiang Qinghe's strength is worse than Wei Wuchen in the end..."

Someone exclaimed.

The next moment, however, their exclamations stopped abruptly.

Wei Wuchen's "violent three combos" only struck one blow.

Then, Jiang Qinghe resisted.

The blade fell on the sword.

It's like tofu. It's broken in two.

Wei Wuchen retreated.

However, Jiang Qinghe did not expect that the "dust-free sword" should be so powerful, and had subconsciously handed out a sword——

Poof!

Even if Wei Wuchen had quit, his shoulder was still torn and his blood spattered.

It was the strength of the sword that hurt him in the air.

Changshan was stunned

Is this special? Is it a magic weapon?

He has seen the magic weapon, but is it so strong?

Is this contest really unfair?

He quickly yelled: "the game is over, Jiang Qinghe wins..."

Jiang Qinghe is at a loss.

Wei Wuchen covered his shoulder with one hand, his eyes were red, and he stared at Jiang Qinghe. His mouth was slightly tilted. He said hysterically, "Jiang Qinghe, your skills are very common. If you don't rely on the benefits of magic soldiers, can you leave me?"

Jiang Qinghe treats Su Ze like a bird.

But she was at school, nicknamed "ice goddess.".

For anyone, it is a kind of indifference and refusal attitude. After being surprised, he calmed down and said coldly, "failure is failure. Why say more?""Dare you fight me again?"

Wei Wuchen gritted his teeth and yelled: "you don't need a magic weapon. If you win me, I'll turn around and go. If you lose, I'll be my girlfriend. Do you dare?"

"Presumptuous!"

Boom!

A spirit of Weiya suddenly broke out, in an instant directly suppressed Wei Wuchen's bloody mouth and nose, kneeling to the ground.

Su Ze looked at Wei Wuchen indifferently and said, "Wei Wuchen, how dare you speak in front of me like this? Do you dare to say one more word? Do you believe that I will kill you on the spot?"

Poof!

Wei Wuchen is a mouthful of old blood.

He was full of fear. He didn't expect that Su Ze would make a sudden move. Until this moment, Wei Wuchen found out how small he was in front of Su Ze.

Talking?

Say a fart!

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he could not speak because of this spirit.

…………

Jiangnan Wuda.

Wudao college, Dean's office.

"Brother Wei is joking. Wuchen, as the proud son of our school, should be cultivated vigorously." Dong Wenjie said with a smile: "our consistent tenet of Wudao college is to treat students equally. They earn points and exchange resources. The more capable they are, the more they get."

Opposite Dong Wenjie sits a middle-aged man with a sword on his back, inch hair and a training suit.

His appearance is somewhat similar to that of Wei Wuchen.

Wei Zhixing, No. 39 in the eight grade gold body list, and No. 4 gold body forging, is the strongest of the Wei family in Yangzhou city.

Wei Wuchen is his son.

At this time, he laughed. Instead of taking this sentence, he turned away from the topic and said: "brother Dong, the beast on Chongming Island, is it really the top of the road?"

"It should be true."

Dong Wenjie's face was also serious, and he said: "this news is from the Wudao Administration Bureau... According to the previous management, if there are monsters testifying to the top, it is bound to launch an animal tide, and this time... The target of the animal tide is most likely the base city in the south of the Yangtze River!"

"Well?"

Suddenly, Wei Zhixing and Dong Wenjie change color.

They felt a mental explosion

Wei Zhixing was sitting by the window. He could see the movement in the arena on one side of his head. His face changed greatly. His breath burst out suddenly. With a roar, he broke the window and flew out, yelling: "dare to hurt my son, how dare you!"