"Thunder."

Staring at the tsunami ahead.

Zhang Ziqian uttered two words very calmly.

next second

Yellow lightning shone all over Zhang Ziqian.

"A flash of lightning!"

The sword was quickly unsheathed, and the yellow lightning flashed away.

Boom!

Sheath the sword

next second

puff--

The overwhelming tsunami directly caused faults.

In Shen Xunwei's dull eyes, the tsunami intercepted by the thunder light turned into rain and fell on her body.

It directly became a drowned rat.

Originally, I wore less in summer...

Fortunately, photographers don't like to eat chicken legs, so all they give are either head shots or long-distance shots.

"Are there any more? I can give you two more moves." Zhang Ziqian looked calm.

It was as if Shen Xingwei, or the phantom beast, was not taken seriously at all.

"Does Hua Qing look down on people so much?"

Jinling Principal Song Lin looked at the man not far away and said.

"How can you say this is looking down on others? As a man, it is normal to be humble." Principal Hua Qing said with a chuckle.

on the arena

After hearing Zhang Ziqian's words, the girl held her arm with one hand and walked forward slowly.

"I lost my birth, and I no longer want to lose my life..."

Buzz——

Ice blue energy spread from Shen Yiwei's feet.

Click!

The sound of freezing sounded, and the ground covered by water began to condense and turned into blue ice.

The blue ice on the ground turned into pyramids one after another, breaking away from the ground and standing in the void.

Even the flowing water on the back of the Pure Water War Dragon turned into hard ice.

At the dragon's head, a dark blue ice horn poked out.

The originally dark blue eyes turned into ice blue.

Looking at the woman opposite, Zhang Ziqian remained silent.

He felt a strong desire to win in the former.

"I take back what I said before, but I can't lose this battle either."

As he spoke, he slowly held the handle of the knife.

"Pure water fighting dragon, ice fantasy - Qiandai dance!"

As Shen Yiwei waved her big hand, these suspended ice crystals burst out instantly!

Cover 180° and execute the strike.

"Prison Thunder——"

Holding the handle of the knife, Zhang Ziqian's expression became serious.

"The family relationship is overthrown!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Countless collision sounds were heard.

Broken ice cubes continued to fall.

Zhang Ziqian held the horizontal sword with both hands and kept slashing, but in the face of this raindrop-like attack, there would be gaps.

Just like that, large and small blood stains appeared on the body.

These wounds solidified into ice cubes the moment they overflowed.

"Okay! That's it!"

Looking at Shen Xingwei who was gradually suppressing Zhang Ziqian, Wang Ming cheered.

"Why are you so excited?"

Ling Yuan looked at Wang Ming in confusion.

"have no idea."

"Don't worry, you can't win."

"Why?" Wang Ming asked.

"Level difference and attribute restraint."

"And Zhang Ziqian's contract beast was released early in the morning."

"?"

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the field.

However, no matter how he looked, there was no sign of the Contract Beast at all.

"Surprisingly...everything was shattered." Shen Yiwei looked at Zhang Ziqian in shock.

"Huh~"

Zhang Ziqian gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

In an instant, black lines appeared on his body.

The originally yellow lightning also turned into black in an instant.

Bang!

The earth splits

The lightning cut through the space and arrived in front of Qingshui Zhanlong in an instant.

"Pure water battle dragon, ice wall!"

Shen Yiwei's pupils shrank and she subconsciously shouted.

But compared with thunder and lightning, the speed of ice condensation is too slow.

The dark horizontal knife in Zhang Ziqian's hand, which had already arrived under Qingshui Zhanlong, vibrated.

"Chapter 8 of the Thunder Volume——"

Zhang Ziqian's plain voice sounded.

"The gods thunder!"

Buzz!

laugh!

The horizontal sword covered with black thunder and lightning struck upward.

Then on the left and right, the blade seemed to turn into a thunderous falling posture.

In one second, more than a dozen knives were left on Qingshui Zhanlong's body.

Boom!

The sheathing sound sounded again.

Silence

They all stared at Qingshui Zhanlong.

Buzz~

next second

A golden light appeared on Qingshui Zhanlong's body.

"hold head high!"
To be continued...