Everyone could see that Xia Yu and Guo Zhiyun's strength were much different. Xia Yu had not even touched Guo Zhiyun's clothes yet, but he could not get up on the ground.

For a moment, everyone lost interest in the duel.

Yes, what's the point of a one-sided battle!

Wow! Many people who sympathized with the weak made exclamations. They saw Xia Yu, who was already dizzy, stood up again!

However, this time he stood up with a big knife in his hand. The big knife was regarded as a crutch, and the weight of his body was almost pressed on the big knife.

Xia Yu was a little more awake, but the blood on his body was even more flooding, and the clothes on his chest were all dyed red.

After moving slightly, Xia Yu held the big knife tightly with both hands, slowly letting the tip of the knife leave the ground, and the huge blade body emitted a sparkling light.

Xia Yu was like a trapped beast, shouted suddenly, holding up the sword in both hands and rushing towards Guo Zhiyun fiercely.

Drink! When he was halfway through, Xia Yu suddenly turned around and slashed hard at his back!

When! From the beginning of the duel to now, the audience finally heard a different sound.

"Okay!" Guo Zhiyun rode Xia Yu's big knife with one arm, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You deserve my seriousness!" As he said that, Guo Zhiyun pushed Xia Yu with one arm, and the huge force instantly pushed Xia Yu far away!

A string of afterimages followed Xia Yu's retreating body and chased after him. Xia Yu had no time to pull his hands to the right and blocked the raised sword in front of him. Guo Zhiyun's pursuit arrived!

Bang bang bang bang!

A muffled sound that was higher than another was like a war drum, beating everyone's hearts. People only saw countless foot shadows constantly hitting the big sword on Xia Yu's chest. Bright red blood shot out from Xia Yu's mouth and sprinkled on the dark blade of the big sword one after another!

People could no longer see Guo Zhiyun's figure clearly. There were only phantoms flying in the field. The only real ones were Xia Yu's increasingly pale face and the big sword that had been dyed bright red, as well as Xia Yu's short suit covered with red blood.

Xia Yu no longer knew the pain, he only knew that he could not fall down, his hand holding the big knife looked pale because of the force, and he would not let go of his hands no matter what!

Why not be afraid of death!

Xia Yu's eyes were so bright that they were a pair of eyes full of faith, firm, never leaving, never giving up!

No one has seen such eyes. Except for Xia Yu himself, no one knows what makes him so tenacious!

"What's wrong with Big Brother? Xia Yu is no longer able to do it, why is he still keeping his hands?" The black-faced man muttered, "Brother won't beat Xia Yu to death, right?"

No one answered the black-faced man's words, Guo Jiao and Tianxiang were already shocked. Xia Yu's strength was very weak. Any of them could easily deal with him, but he could stand firm in Guo Zhiyun's attack!

Everyone could feel Guo Zhiyun's strength, and it was also obvious that he was serious. The continuous surging pressure around him showed everything, and he didn't seem to be planning to stop!

Lin Xiuxiu smiled, she smiled sadly. She knew that she would inevitably embark on the road of compromise. Nothing else, just relying on Xia Yu's eyes and those firm eyes that make people palpitations!

"Guo Zhiyun, stop! I promise to go back with you! Stop!" Lin Xiuxiu shouted on the sidelines.

As soon as Lin Xiuxiu finished speaking, the phantom around Xia Yu disappeared. Guo Zhiyun stood calmly on the sidelines, ready to walk outside the field, when a loud shout suddenly sounded behind him!

The person who saw the situation behind Guo Zhiyun was immediately exclaimed! Guo Zhiyun couldn't help but turn around, but saw a blood-red figure rushing towards him like a tiger!

Guo Zhiyun smiled contemptuously, clenched his fist slowly with his right hand and waved it!

Crack, bang!

After a crisp sound, Xia Yu's body flew out again, but his hands were still holding the big knife tightly, but because the bones on his chest were shattered, his hands were hanging weakly, but the big knife was as if it was growing on his hands and did not fall.

Xia Yu staggered back and finally fell to the ground with his back on his back. There was a clear pit on his chest, and a complete and clear fist mark was broken from the short set stained with blood. The muscles inside seemed to have lost their elasticity and sank softly downwards.

"Brother!" Guo Jiao and the black-faced man exclaimed at the same time. If Brother really killed this nameless boy, that would be awful!

Although people are killed every day in the Demon Cultivation Realm, this is the aristocratic family academy, not their family. The other four aristocratic families are all staring at the flaws of their Guo family. If Xia Yu is really killed, then Guo Zhiyun and even the Guo family will be in a great crisis!

Just because of a regulation of the college - no murder in the college! No matter what the reason is, no murder is allowed!

Xia Yu lay on his back, motionless, but judging from his slightly undulating chest, Xia Yu was still alive! This made the Guo siblings breathe a sigh of relief at the same time!

"Get up, get up!" A heartbreaking scream suddenly sounded, and the sound seemed to ignite the entire training room. More and more people shouted at the same time. They widened their eyes, looking forward to the miracle that would allow them to see the resolute figure and those firm eyes again!

As if he heard the shouts of everyone, Xia Yu's figure moved, and then the big sword slowly raised to the sky. Xia Yu's figure slowly straightened again, like a javelin, stabbing straight upwards. After he stood still, the big sword in his hand was raised horizontally in front of his chest, and his hands tightened the hilt again.

As soon as Xia Yu stood up, the blood in his mouth kept flowing downwards. The red blood winded down like a stream, soaking Xia Yu's short suit and sprinkling on the black big knife.

From the tip of the knife to the hilt, winding blood crawled on the knife. Xia Yu's belief kept pouring from his hands into the big knife, and his belief was unyielding!

The man is there, the knife is there!

Xia Yu slowly lifted his left foot, stepped on a blood-red footprint on the ground, and then raised his right foot, and another blood-print!

The solid steps slowly pressed against Guo Zhiyun on the sidelines with endless momentum. Although Xia Yu's body was still shaking, the solid steps, bright eyes, and the blood-red sword showed people a firm heart!

Guo Zhiyun looked at the person in front of him, covered in blood. In a trance, he seemed to see a figure standing tall. In front of this figure, he felt that he was so small!

A sense of powerlessness slowly surged towards Guo Zhiyun, and that powerful oppressive force made Guo Zhiyun almost go crazy!

Invincible faith!
Chapter completed!