Chapter 134： 1 magical game

Perhaps in the future, when Meng Zhaohua awakens multiple skills, he can use them in conjunction to complement each other's shortcomings.

But it doesn't work now, the advantages and disadvantages are very obvious.

Mo Xiu couldn't perceive Meng Zhaohua's position, so he closed his eyes.

The audience in the audience was stunned for a moment. No matter how good you are, Mo Xiu, in this case, closing your eyes is tantamount to death!

As time passed, Mo Xiu remained motionless in the squad, and Meng Zhaohua did not launch an attack.

The audience off the court was a little impatient. This was the semi-final of the school civil war. So many people watched you come here?

Here, Yang Qingzhuo asked Cao Fenglin: "Teacher Cao, what are you doing? Mo Xiu stood motionless, with weaknesses all over, why didn't Meng Zhaohua attack?"

Cao Fenglin leaned back on the chair and said, "Don't worry, take your time. This battle is estimated to continue until Meng Zhaohua's skills cool down."

"So long? Why don't you attack now?"

"It's not that you don't attack, you don't have to attack. According to the information, Meng Zhaohua's skills are indeed very strong, but only one blow, one hammer trade, and one miss will lose. Besides, Mo Xiu, it seems that his whole body is weak. Actually unassailable."

Yang Qingzhuo asked in confusion: "Why? If I were Meng Zhaohua, I would come on Mo Xiu's head."

"You are cruel enough, I will tell Mo Xiu later."

"Ah, no, Teacher Cao."

"Haha, teasing you, in fact, powerful assassins like moving targets the most, because as long as they move, they will definitely reveal their weaknesses."

Yang Qingzhuo still didn't understand, and looked at Cao Fenglin blankly.

"To put it another way, who do you think Meng Zhaohua and Mo Xiu are faster?"

Yang Qingzhuo said without hesitation: "Of course it was Mo Xiu. Yesterday he was faster than Thunder."

"Then you think the two of them, whose reaction speed is fast?"

Yang Qingzhuo still said without hesitation: "Of course it is Mo Xiu. I heard Mu Mu said that you boasted that Mo Xiu's resilience is the first in the school."

After speaking, he immediately covered his mouth and showed apologetic eyes for raising Mumu.

Cao Fenglin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, that's right. You know, Mo Xiu's opponent must know that as long as he moves, he will be exposed. When Mo Xiu responds with greater speed and reaction, who do you think will be? win?"

Yang Qingzhuo understood and looked at the stage again!

Mo Xiu still closed his eyes and was now in the middle of the field.

In fact, the situation is not as easy as Cao Fenglin said.

If Meng Zhaohua attacked at a very close range, even Mo Xiu might not be able to avoid it.

Mo Xiu stood in this way to maximize his advantages. There were two advantages, one was reaction ability and the other was perception.

Meng Zhaohua squeezed a sweat for herself, but it was Mo Xiu's momentum that hindered her from taking action.

A good assassin can generally perceive the opponent's aura, and when the opponent's aura is the weakest, he will have the greatest chance of success.

But... Mo Xiu's aura was too strong at this time, so strong that she didn't want to get close at all.

As time passed, some grumpy audience members began to swear.

"Fuck, what's this stuff? Can you fight or not?"

"Yeah, is there a shady? You can leave without hitting me."

Many people said they wanted to leave, but no one left.

At the time of fifteen minutes, Meng Zhaohua revealed her real body. At this time, she was covered in sweat, as if she had experienced a great battle.

Mo Xiu was also relieved to see Meng Zhaohua appear.

It seems that the two did not fight each other. In fact, their spirits were overloaded and concentrated during these fifteen minutes, one to observe weaknesses, and the other to pay attention to defense.

The physical strength is not consumed, but the brain power can be consumed a lot.

The audience watched Mo Xiu and Meng Zhaohua face each other, did not speak or act, and did not understand what it meant.

After taking another two breaths, Meng Zhaohua raised his right hand and said, "I admit defeat!"

Mo Xiu nodded and said, "Thank you!"

"No thanks, you are too strong, fighting against you is about to suppress me to death."

Before Mo Xiu could speak, Meng Zhaohua jumped off the stage and left.

Cao Fenglin in the audience called out for fun.

"What a wonderful game!"

Yang Qingzhuo opened his mouth to look at Cao Fenglin, then at Mo Xiu on the stage, and then back at Cao Fenglin.

"Teacher Cao, what's so exciting? Are you kidding me?"

The audience off the court was even more amusing. After the game, most of the people were confused.

Only a few people saw the doorway, and these people said the game was wonderful.

People who are silly are even more silly, but in order to prevent others from seeing their silly, they don't know why they cheer.

In this way, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, and the audience shouted and cheered. This game without hands from the beginning to the end turned out to be the biggest competition since the beginning of the game.

Yang Qingzhuo was stunned when he saw this scene. What was going on? Does everyone understand? Am I the only fool?

what? ? ?

Ok? ? ?

At the end of the game, tomorrow is the three or four finals, Mo Xiu can finally rest for a day.

In the past two days, he was baptized by Thunder and then had a spiritual battle with Meng Zhaohua.

I was very tired now. After stepping down, I saw Xiao Hong waiting at the door.

Hey! And this Xiao Hong who can torture herself both physically and mentally!

Yang Qingzhuo walked up to Mo Xiu and said, "Mo Xiu, what is going on in this game? Why is the audience cheering."

Mo Xiu looked back at the cheering audience and said, "I don't know, maybe everyone is very happy!"

Xiao Hong shouted in the distance: "Mo Xiu! Hurry up, the game is over, you're still ditching here."

Mo Xiu lowered his head and couldn't hide it.

Xiao Hong stepped forward, grasping Mo Xiu's collar skillfully, and dragged away.

Yang Qingzhuo grabbed Xiao Hong's hand and said, "Sister Xiao Hong, you can't take Mo Xiu like this."

Xiao Hong stopped and explained: "I'm not trying to take him away, but we have business to do. You, a child, don't worry about that much."

This sentence is ambiguous. Cao Fenglin laughed aside when he heard it. Yang Qingzhuo also heard a different meaning, and immediately he was unwilling.

"Today I won't let you take me away, Mo Xiu!"

Xiao Hong had never been a good temper. She actually competed with Yang Qingzhuo, took Yang Qingzhuo's hand away, and quickly ran out holding Mo Xiu.

Yang Qingzhuo still wanted to chase, but was held back by Cao Fenglin.

"Teacher Cao, why are you again!"

"I can prove that they really have business, big business, stop making trouble, obediently wait for Mo Xiu to go home!"

Cao Fenglin thought that this sentence could comfort Yang Qingzhuo but Yang Qingzhuo pouted and said: "Huh! I'm so angry, I know Teacher Cao you are a wingman!"

"Wingman? What do you mean?"

...

Mo Xiu followed Xiao Hong to a deserted place, Xiao Hong fumbled something out of the corner and threw it to Mo Xiu.

"No! Here you are, take him, we are ready to go!"

Mo Xiu took it and saw that it was a bundle of rope. When he opened it, one end was a long rope, which looked very strong, and the other end was a circle of three ropes.

After studying it, I realized that these three circles can be fitted into the arms and head respectively, but... this looks like the dog leash recorded in the book, but it is many times larger.

Mo Xiu threw the rope on the ground and said: "I don't bring it, whoever loves to bring it!" The four skills of the whole nation