Chapter 13: Yin Yu's strength

The next few battles are also very exciting. Feng Yehan and Wu Dier in the stands learned about the magic of many other departments, and also saw the style and advantages of other weapons.
Finally it was Yin Yu's turn to take the stage. It was a young boy with bright eyes and bright eyes. The original child who was following Tao Xiaoting and Feng Yehan was in a white uniform. His hair was tied behind his head. Jade, on the other side, is an eye-catching jade sword, letting teenage girls on the stage watch secretly, but dare not stare carefully.
The opposite was originally a handsome young man, but at the moment was swept away by Yin Yu.
"Uncle Wu, it's so eccentric to make the third brother so beautiful." Feng Yehan said a little bit sourly.
怎么 "Why, my apprentice is so good that he can't do anything, and don't look at who his master is." Where did Wu Lianyi say proudly, while holding her chest up, she secretly looked at her men and drooled.
"Yes, yes, what's the use of good-looking, arranging flowers deliberately, flowing water is ruthless." Feng Ye chirped.
"You you you, do you understand what this sentence means?" Wu Lianyi felt that the children seemed to see through his mind, but telling such things to these 11-year-old children, it feels good Ashamed, why did Wu Lianyi put up the elder's shelf to talk about this bad guy who was not gratifying.
"The game has begun." Feng Yehan also quickly opened the topic, thinking what it means, except my master of steel straight, everyone with a good eye can see something.
Under the court, Yin Yu and the opponent both showed their weapons first. Both were swords, and they started to fight against each other, but they had different sword styles. Yin Yu relied on his foot to move around the other. Attack, while the other is a gorgeous sword, the sword dance looks like a dazzling green man, and there is an attack in the center, frequently interrupted Yin Yu's offensive, Yin Yu preemptively opened the distance, the sword head lightly A few drops of water shot at the enemy, apparently admitting that his swordsmanship was worse than others.
The other smiled slightly, waved the sword and cut it forward, a wind blade issued, and at the same time squeezed the drops of water, and the momentum remained unflinching, flying towards Yin Yu, Yin Yu sideways to avoid it. The other party launched a fierce attack, one after another, the wind blades followed the gorgeous sword's Yin Yu, some of which were just passed by Feng Yehan, but the speed of their blades was greater than that of Feng Yehan. Doubled, and Yin Yu didn't have the decent defense magic of the earth wall.
Tong Yinyu flickered from side to side, although she didn't hit it, she looked a little embarrassed compared to the dancing sword opposite.
"Brother Yin is a little overwhelmed." Wu Dier looked at 怔怔 and said, he felt that both of them were stronger than him, but obviously Yin Yu's opponents were more mature and sophisticated.
Howling at night and cold, Ouyang Le and Wu Lianyi turned to look at him. In Wu Dier's eyes, what this look looked like was like a fool.
"Master, are you okay, all have been hiding for a long time, if you get tired and suffer a bit, it is very painful."
Yun Yin Yu was also depressed, she had wanted to hide her strength, but it wasn't the general generation who could make it to the top 100. It seemed to be moving.
Suddenly Yin Yu began to speed up, flashing out of the wind blade's range, and then quickly rushed to the opponent.
The one on the opposite side was startled. This speed was more than twice as fast as before. The sword of Yin Yu had already killed his opponent. The opponent's sword quickly resisted, but the sword that was just able to dance is now full of flaws. He felt The shadows of Yin Yu were all around, less than ten. His sword had just separated the sword in front of him. He was about to accept the next sword, and felt a cold feeling around his neck. Yin Yu His sword has been placed around his neck.
"I ... admit defeat." With a bitter smile, Yin Yu also took the sword and returned to the scabbard, holding his fist and saying "acceptance." Just as he binbin played politely, his exit was also pleasing.
"He's here, he's here, wow is really handsome." The two girls behind Feng Yehan saw Yin Yu slowly walk towards them, a little overwhelmed and overwhelmed.
"Nervous, such a young girl knows what is handsome." Feng Yehan murmured, and then when Yin Yu sat down beside him, he smiled slightly at the two girls in the back seat, feeling that the two seemed to faint. It's all over.
Tong Yinyu looked at Feng Yehan and lowered his head and said to him softly, "Xiao Han, in fact, you can be so handsome and so handsome."
"Huh? How to say." Feng Yehan's eyes brightened.
"Just shut your mouth."
"Yes, I choose not to be handsome, and how long haven't you called my second brother? I don't know the size at all." Then he pointed to Wu Dier aside and said, "You know, my teacher's nephew, is very polite, call quickly Uncle Voice listen. "
迪 Wu Dier chose to ignore him.
After watching a few more games, Feng Yehan and Yin Yu found that there are quite a lot of strong people in these people. Some disciples may not win if they are challenged, and they do not know how much they have played in the field. Strength, in the game just after the match, the two found an old acquaintance, Ruan Qingyun, who was amazing when they just came to the test of the sky city, and made a soft sword unpredictable. Defeat.
Finally it was Tao Xiaoting's turn to play ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There was also a lot of discussion on the stage. This child who first stepped into their field of vision for the first time at the age of eight gave a deep impression in the past three years and was one of the most fierce attacks. One of the strongest disciples in white, but last year he lost his temper to a disciple with a stick and only got 30 results. In the first year, he was 22, and in the second year, he rushed in. It was fifteen, but that was the place where a few top-ranked disciples had entered the red dress.
His opponent was exclaimed on the stage of "Wow", and officially pressed Tao Xiaoting last year to the 30-member fire youth Tan Zhipeng, who was the fourth son of a prince of Tian Yanguo.
"Yo, Tao Xiaoting, what a coincidence, have you changed weapons?" Tan Zhipeng laughed, both of them appreciated each other in private, and they often consulted when they were in the second group.
"Well, you will lose this time." Tao Xiaoting trembled the spear in his hand and pointed at Tan Zhipeng, saying that the gun was the large ash pear flower gun that Yang Yanping gave him.
"See the real tricks under your hands." Tan Zhipeng also pointed at Tao Xiaoting with a stick.
At the beginning of the game, the two started the fierce attack directly. Tao Xiaoting's gun carried a yellow electric arc, like a flying yellow butterfly fogging around the scattered pear blossoms, and Tan Zhipeng's yellow ripe copper stick with a red flame. But wanting to be the red peak of honey, flew into the pear flower rain.
There was no temptation and no tactics, and the two started a head-to-head confrontation.
The stick is the strength of a hundred soldiers. The attack distance is more prosperous than the spear and the gun. The last time Tao Xiaoting lost was because the attack distance was too short. He was attacked first by his long stick and went in to talk about Zhi Peng's rhythm. To exhaustion.
However, this time Tao Xiaoting was armed with a gun, and the wind on the stage, Yin and the two were watching the battle intently.