Chapter 606 Who Won This!

"Jiang...Brother Jiang?"

Li Zhuifeng thought that he was dazzled, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but that's right, he knew that face even if it turned to ashes, not to mention that there was a conspicuous word "waste" on his forehead.

That stroke trend is definitely the teacher's handwriting.

"Why are you here?"

Li Zhuifeng subconsciously looked at Jiang Leng's side, it was Sun Mo, and then his eyes narrowed: "You won't worship him as your teacher, right?"

"Ding San's opponent is not weak!"

Ding Yi was going to scold people, but you are the masterpiece of the dean, but you have fought so hard even in the first round of a hand-to-hand battle? But after seeing Ying Baiwu's performance, Ding Yi closed his mouth.

Even if it is replaced by himself, it will not be easy to win.

Li Zhuifeng ignored Ding Yi, but still stared at Jiang Leng.

After a few years, seeing Jiang Leng again, Li Zhuifeng's mood was extraordinarily complicated.

Every three years, a new batch of children will arrive in the manor. Li Zhuifeng and Jiang Leng are at the same time. At that time, the previous batch of children always bullied them. It was Jiang Leng who stood up and stabbed with a dagger. Go back and protect these children.

Life in the manor is boring and boring. Except for sleeping, it is training. Jiang Leng is the best child.

Whether studying, practicing, or even playing games, Jiang Leng is far beyond his peers.

At that time, Li Zhuifeng admired Jiang Leng and felt that he was so powerful, he followed him around like a little fanboy, but suddenly one day, everything changed.

Jiang Leng disappeared in the manor for half a month, and then came back, Jiang Leng was weak and decadent, living like a walking dead, and the most terrifying thing was that his body was covered with mysterious spirit patterns.

Every once in a while, those spirit patterns would cause the spiritual energy to run away and cause great pain, so during that time, Jiang Leng screamed in pain to the extreme, and it became a shadow for the children.

Then for the next year, every month, Jiang Leng would be taken away for a few days, and every time he came back, he would be bruised all over his body, and the spiritual lines on his body would become more and more broken.

Jiang Leng repeated this process of recuperating and re-injuring, until one day a year later, Jiang Leng was taken away for a month, and when he was brought back again, there was that rubbish word on his forehead.

Then in the evening, Jiang Leng was carried away and never appeared in the manor again.

Later, Li Zhuifeng learned that Jiang Leng was undergoing a human experiment inscribed with spirit patterns during that time. According to the original plan, all of their children would be carried out at the same time, but the poor results on Jiang Leng caused the experiment to be delayed for a year.

It can be said that it was Jiang Leng's pain that brought these children a quiet life for more than a year, and it was the data collected from him for more than a year that contributed to the success of the subsequent experiment.

Li Zhuifeng was accepted as a direct disciple by Dean Bai because of his outstanding talent and outstanding talent in the study of spiritual patterns, and then learned about these things.

Li Zhuifeng asked himself, thanks to Jiang Leng?

Yes, but not much, more of an arrogance, because it turns out,

I was the best one. When I think about it now, the scene where I followed Jiang Leng around back then was ridiculous and funny.

"Brother Jiang?"

Li Zhuifeng looked at the nonsense word on Jiang Leng's head and laughed, but after that, his eyes narrowed sharply and stared at Jiang Leng's neck.

Why can't I see the spirit pattern from the part exposed from the neckline? The skin is smooth and without any traces of spiritual patterns...

"Is it covered by some paint?"

Li Zhuifeng asked himself, if it was himself, he would definitely find a way to cover those broken and ugly spirit patterns, but his reason told him again.

The spirit pattern on Jiang Leng's body was repaired.

Otherwise, since the spirit pattern is to be covered up, why isn't the word 'waste' on the head not covered?

"But repairing the spirit pattern, how is this possible?"

Li Zhuifeng muttered, but he couldn't help but glance at Sun Mo. He remembered that this guy had a reputation called the Hand of God.

"Do you want to tell the teacher about this?"

Li Zhuifeng thought about it, and he suddenly warned of a big student in his heart. He slipped subconsciously and hid behind an adult candidate.

Jiang Leng turned his head.

"What's wrong?"

Tantai Yutang noticed that the expression on the dead man's face was wrong.

"I don't know, I suddenly feel uncomfortable!"

Jiang Leng found nothing unexpected.

"Bai Wu, don't worry, fight slowly!"

Li Ziqi couldn't help shouting when she saw the anxious situation of the battle.

The examiner glanced at the small purse and ignored it. First, she is not a teacher. Second, this kind of cheer, if you play slowly, it will not affect the battle situation.

"Bai Wu, don't worry, as long as you win!"

Seeing that the examiner didn't care, Li Ziqi shouted again.

With Sun Mo's arrival, Ying Baiwu wanted to perform well in front of the teacher he admired, take down his opponent as soon as possible, and get praise, but he was impatient.

"I'll embarrass the teacher again!"

Pressing his lips, Ying Baiwu held his breath as he looked over, and saw Sun Mo, the other party shook his head, then nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although she didn't speak, the iron-headed girl seemed to have a heart, and already understood what the teacher meant.

"This tactic is wrong, it's too hurt to replace it, but you played very well, and you can definitely win!"

Looking at Sun Mo's gentle and trusting eyes, and the teacher's appreciative smile, he seemed to be saying, "You are the cub I admire the most," Ying Baiwu was irritable and calmed down.

"How could the teacher care about winning or losing? What he cares about is that I don't get hurt!"

Ying Baiwu felt warm in his heart, and then suddenly stepped on the wind king's step, retreated to the edge of the arena, and opened the distance.

Ding!

The favorability from Yingbaiwu +100, respect (7100/10000).

"Finally stopped!"

Ding San didn't rush to attack, but was panting heavily.

Are you not in pain?

Ding San was in the manor, but he had undergone rigorous training and injuries were commonplace, but today's battle still made him palpitate.

"What the teacher taught me was that I was too persistent and upright, and I won you a quick battle. In fact, it was good to win."

Win a hundred dances to reflect.

"What the hell?"

Ding San frowned.

"I'm sorry, this game, I want to win!"

Ying Baiwu took off the longbow he was carrying.

"Hey, without a bow with feathers and arrows, you still want to shoot people to death?"

Ding San was disdainful, he was not in a hurry, but reminded Ying Baiwu: "Are you too nervous and forgot to take the quiver? It's okay, I'll wait for you!"

Around the arena, there were discussions because they didn't know what Ying Baiwu was going to do.

The examiner watched all this silently, but did not stop the iron girl from changing weapons, because this was a hand-in-hand battle, and there were no restrictions on weapons and tactics, as long as you won.

Of course, although bows and arrows are long-range, the entire arena is only about half the size of a basketball court. Actually, bows and arrows will suffer.

The advantage of long-range weapons is to use long-range suppression to blow up opponents. Once they get close, they are basically cold.

With the length of the arena, Ding San rushed to Ying Baiwu, she just pulled out the feather arrow from the quiver, and as long as the arrow shoots into the air, the longbow will become a decoration, and it will be completely abused. .

"If you don't charge now, you won't have a chance!"

Ying Baiwu held the Wind King Divine Bow in her left hand and placed it by her side, not because she wanted to be fair, but because she didn't want to embarrass Sun Mo, otherwise, she would have started sneak attacks.

"It's okay, shoot anyway, move and count me lose!"

Ding San laughed.

Ying Baiwu pursed the corner of his mouth, raised the bow with his left hand, hooked the bowstring with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, pulled it violently, and then released it.

hum!

The bowstring trembled, making a crisp sound.

"Good bow!"

Among the onlookers, there were famous teachers who were good at archery. At this time, when they heard the sound of the bow being drawn, they knew that this was a top-quality longbow, and it definitely came from the hands of the master.

"You treat me as...Gan!"

When Ding San saw Ying Baiwu opening a bow and no arrows, he wanted to say that you thought I was scared, but after a flash in front of him, he saw the spiritual energy condensed into a long arrow and whistled.

Extremely fast.

call out!

The long arrow rubbed Ding San's ear and shot.

"Admit defeat!"

Ying Baiwu urges.

Even the well-informed examiner was a little shocked at this time, and the long arrow was condensed out of thin air. Is this the effect of the long bow? Or the effect of magic?

But this girl is very graceful. If she is vicious and shoots at Ding San's thigh, this arrow will end the fight.

Ding San, who had lingering fears, stopped talking nonsense, and rushed out directly, and the figure was about to bring out the afterimage.

Ying Baiwu didn't move, his right hand continued to open the bow.

Feng Ming dances wildly!

Then the audience saw translucent arrows roaring out from the longbow, just like a double crossbow.

call out! call out! call out!

Before Ding San could get close, the long arrow pierced through his right palm, shattered his long sword, and shot it into pieces.

Dang! Dang!

The iron block fell to the ground, making a noise.

The entire arena was silent.

Those candidates only felt a tingling in their scalps and a little despair.

Who won this?

According to the rules, if you get into the ring, you are not allowed to go down, you are not allowed to change your weapons, and you cannot even drink the water bags handed over by others.

So everyone always thought that Ying Baiwu was so nervous that he forgot to take his quiver, so it was useless to carry a longbow on his back and chose melee combat. Now I know that people don't need arrows at all. I just wanted to fight fairly.

"Actually, she thinks too much, so it's fair to fight like this."

"Whoever meets her is unlucky!"

"It's amazing, no wonder Sun Mo just came to watch her competition, because she's sure to win!"

Everyone talked a lot, and then those who won the first game were all stressed and began to pray that they would not encounter Ying Baiwu in the next game.

"This game, win Baiwu to win!"

After the examiner announced that the iron girl had won the competition, she bowed, then jumped off the ring and walked to Sun Mo's side.

Head down, ready to be trained.

"Tantai, treat her wound first."

Sun Mo ordered.

The sick seedling immediately opened the medicine box he carried with him to stop the bleeding for Ying Baiwu.

"Bai Wu, don't think about my face and the like, now is your battle, you have to fight for yourself!"

Sun Mo instructed.

This girl didn't have a plan, so Sun Mo could easily guess the reason why she did that.

Ying Baiwu still lowered his head and didn't speak. If he just fought for me, I would abstain from voting, after all, I have no money to take!

Jiang Leng looked at Ding San, the opponent lost, but he was obviously unconvinced and stared at him with a grim expression.