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Chapter 101. Opponents and teammates

"Hu..." Fang Yan let out a long sigh and looked at the fully armed young man in front of him.

At the second level of silver, the breath in the whole body burst out like a tiger going down the mountain, completely different from when I was in a hurry outside the dormitory.

clang!

With a trembling sound, Fang Yan's knife was easily blocked by the opponent's big shield.

The huge shield was like a wall, blocking it in front of you, blocking all the swords from all angles from Fang Yan.

Using a large shield to block it is much easier than blocking anything else.

It's like a turtle shell.

Fang Yan frowned slightly: "Defense?"

Under the cover of the big shield, the spear tip slightly closed, and then Fang Yan only heard the darkness under the shield, and the strong wind whistled out!

The dialect pupils shrank.

"Did you find it?" Mo Xisheng under the armor smiled and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed three times.

The shield covers the spear, which has been around since ancient times, and the two are extremely smooth in Mo Xisheng's hands.

Three guns, three waves!

Heart-piercing spear!

The surging force, the powerful momentum, attacked like a rainstorm, made people feel that this was not a person in front of me, but a tank crushed!

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

Three metal collision sounds, the spear blade did not open, but it slammed the armor on both shoulders of Fang Yan to sink inward.

"This person has such a high skill proficiency!" Fang Yan felt a little nervous.

Although he is not a scarlet moon hero, the other party's usage skills are obviously extremely skillful.

Fang Yan only perfectly blocked one blow, but the other two obviously failed to completely block it.

Just as Fang Yan was repelled, Mo Xisheng charged forward like a tank, and the spear in his hand was raised high.

Spear flew!

Fang Yan had just barely dodged, and the giant dragon-patterned shield hit Fang Yan's upper body again, leaving almost no gap between the two strikes.

Holy Shield Strike!

The huge force smashed Fangyan's weapons back together.

At this time, Mo Xisheng, after a shield, directly pulled up the spear thrown into the cement ground behind Fangyan, and turned around and swept across!

boom!

The spear end swept directly to Fang Yan’s waist!

"The dialect is at a disadvantage!" Shen Yunzhou next to him was about to move, but the arrow with cold air immediately landed in front of his feet.

"ad, Zhang Wei." This gentle young man had five arrows in his hand, each of which was filled with a cold air.

Ye Xin is right. In "The Alliance", there are countless people who keep climbing up, and there are countless people who want to reach the top.

The difference is that some are still at the foot of the mountain, such as Zhang Wei, Moxisheng, and dialects.

Some people, looking up, can already see the scenery on the top of the mountain.

For example, Qin Qingying and Yang Ting, also a diamond-level strongman, are the deputy coach of the Tianjiao Team.

The Tianjiao Team... This name may not shine yet, but the names of its players have long been like the pride of the sun, as if they were at the top of the sky.

Go on the road and guard Zhenhai City, General Wang Lei!

In the middle lane, one of the main strong men who pacified the South China Sea, Xi Feng, a diamond-level strong man!

The bottom lane...

Qin Qingying and Yang Ting's two chief mentors fell, looking at the screen in front of them.

At this moment, they were watching these people who were still at the foot of the mountain and kept climbing upwards.

"This Shen Yunzhou is indeed a talent." A mentor quickly introduced, "I heard that among the students of this class, there is a student who is proficient in art, martial arts, and firearms. He is known as an all-round genius. He should be this student."

Yang Ting smiled: "What genius and Professor Qin have never seen me?"

"What about this student?" Qin Qingying looked at Fang Yan and said.

"Uh..." Several mentors said with a cold sweat on their faces, "This student has no talent and only has silver five cultivation, so there is nothing good to watch."

Why don’t we introduce dialects?... Don’t we say it all, and we haven’t seen any genius before?

As for dialect, there is no need to introduce this, people are already staring at dialect with green eyes.

Who dares to pick up any pot without opening it?

Hurry up and say that this is a little person, but if you don’t remember the villain’s life, don’t worry about it.

You see, they were not only fined credits, but also beaten by Mo Xisheng, and they were so miserable.

Rumors from the outside world are the outside world, and it is obvious that high-level students like Fangdian should be maintained.

Especially for Mentor Li, he discovered this good seedling at the beginning.

"Yeah!" The two chief mentors nodded heavily, as if they were not going to continue paying attention.

OK! Get ready to switch the screen to watch!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Fang Yan patted the dust on his body and stood up like nothing happened.

"Fortunately, the Golden Bell Cover was well practiced, otherwise it would have been dangerous just now."

"Golden Bell Cover?" Mo Xisheng's face darkened, "So your strongest hero isn't Yasuo?"

"Yes." Fang Yan glanced at the camera slightly, put away his knife, stretched out three fingers, and said in his heart, "Next, the mentors who don't like me should be optimistic about me again, right?"

Fang Yan said: "I didn't expect that the level of Master Mo's mastery of skills has reached such a level, which is worth using 40% of my strength next."

"Um!?"

"What?!"

The mentors who had originally planned not to look at them all immediately stretched their eyes and looked over.

40% of the strength?!

I saw Fangyan put away the knife and the fist stance was swayed...

"It seems that the momentum has become much stronger!"

"Teacher Li, didn't you say that this student is a little man and has no strength?"

"I, I..." Damn it! Mentor Li was stunned.

At this time, even Mo Xisheng was stunned: Are you so good at pretending to be so good?!

Also, with 40% of your strength, what do you want to do if you stretch out three fingers?!

Then... after all, he was a genius, Mo Xisheng reacted instantly.

Mo Xisheng's aura was raised again at this time, and he stretched out a finger: "It seems that I have to be more serious, Mo Xisheng, just now, has used 20% of his strength!"

All the mentors who saw this scene slapped their faces: It’s too much!

Mo Xisheng laughed: "It's really coming."

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xisheng raised his shield and rushed towards Fang Yan.

Raise the shield!

"Is it another shield strike?" Fang Yan's face was slightly dark.

But the next moment, just as the two were extremely close, Mo Xisheng threw out the big shield in his hand.

"No... there is no such move in Pansen's skill..." While Fang Yan was slashing the big shield, Mo Xisheng's posture changed.

Fearless Charge!

Hero combat skills and practical skills!

It seemed as if Mo Xisheng had learned all his life into it, the next moment...

Spear turns into gun force!

A little cold light seal reached Fang Yan's chest, and then the gun came out like a dragon!

Fast, this move changes very quickly, so fast that it is almost impossible to react.

Mo Xisheng is not only powerful, but also extremely skilled in using various skills. No one expected that such a killer move would be hidden.

If this strike hits, even with armor protection, Fang Yan will definitely be eliminated!

"I used to have such a dream, standing on the top stage of the world, listening to the cheers like mountains and seas below. On the stage, there are a group of most trustworthy teammates and a group of most admired opponents."

The gun came out silently.

Without a momentum of turning back, the silver light of the metal seemed to be filled with the determination of a young man to win!

For this reason, he burst out all the light that had been restrained in the first half of his life.

Fang Yan's hand hit the hilt of the sword, and a ray of sword light spread out from the sheath at his waist.

After traveling thousands of mountains, the pursuit was finally left with only a ray of loneliness on the world's first peak, the coldest loneliness.

The sword intent, like a blood-colored vortex, surged back and condensed.

The Way of Langke!

The bloody aura not only condensed around him, but also gathered on his sword.
Chapter completed!
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