Chapter 334 Who Else Can Break This Record?

The war-mad posture carries strong self-suggestion.

The shadow servant is mentally connected to its master and is immediately blessed.

Ye Zhen felt like he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and was so excited that he was shaking like crazy. The edges of the body turned into weird spikes.

Kill kill kill kill kill!

I want to kill everyone in seconds!

His emotions were extremely violent, but he never lost his composure.

Inheriting one-tenth of Zhong Yuan's attack power, coupled with his own strength, Ye Zhen is as difficult to deal with as a disaster-level alien!

Who has no shadow?

Once the shadow servant uses shadow escape, there is no solution.

Ye Zhen was like a terrifying beast staring at its target. He escaped into the shadows and came to Fang Xuan's feet in an instant.

Two black tentacles swung up from Fang Xuan's shadow, like whips, lashing her back hard!

This strike was earth-shattering, and its power was not much worse than that of a high-level Qilin Arm. Fang Xuan's sportswear was cut in half on the spot, even the innermost sports vest was torn.

She had just activated three major abilities and was in a brief period of weakness.

Generally speaking, the opponent will be unable to move due to the ice field, and no matter how bad it is, it will be greatly slowed down.

Except for Su Zhe, no one can move freely in the sublimated ice field!

Therefore, when the Shadow Servant's attack came, Fang Xuan was horrified.

No, you didn't control Zhong Yuan?

How could he be so fast?

The thin and short figure clearly did not leave the place, how to launch an attack?

A lot of exclamation marks flashed through Fang Xuan's mind. In a panic, he wanted to use ice and snow shaping to create a defensive ice wall for himself, but unfortunately he was unable to do so and it was too late.

The two people in the second field were fighting fiercely.

Sudden! They were shocked to see a large flying object roaring across the field.

A big hole was knocked out of the separation wall. The referee on the second court was not expecting it and was shocked.

Who is this?

It seems to have flown out from Site 3?

The three people's eyes followed the flying man.

I saw her flying over the second court, the first court, across most of the stadium, and finally hit the protective barrier of the stands.

With a heavy sound, he fell to the ground, and the clothes on his body seemed to be torn, revealing a large area of ​​​​white back.

Two seconds later, the leader of the Shuimu Academy rushed out of the rest area and ran towards Fang Xuan at full speed, holding a large coat in his hand.

In the stands, a group of observers were debating whether Jiang Tianshuo or Zhong Yuan was more valuable.

Seeing this scene, everyone shut up and did not dare to speak.

The referee in charge of Zhong Yuan's fight has also fallen into a sluggish state.

The battle has only started for two seconds, where is Fang Xuan?

hiss! So cold!

The Ice Realm has been activated. Zhong Yuan was indeed frozen in place!

Then, the referee subconsciously turned his head and looked through the four broken walls.

Ah, how come the penalty is imposed?

Yes, Fang Xuan is out of bounds!

Jong Won won...

Grass! What happened? Are they match-fixing?

The referee was confused.

Guangguang retreated and missed the scene where the shadow servant launched the attack.

After all, this shadow servant is rare in the world. Not only can he shadow escape, but he can also hit people by himself.

In addition, Fang Xuan's back happened to be the referee's blind spot, so he really didn't see anything...

On the ground, Ye Zhen used another shadow escape and quietly returned to Zhong Yuan's feet.

He thought proudly in his heart: I told you, the fastest record belongs to the cute king! The battle ends in two seconds! Who else can break this record?

However, today’s kids are really not good at it. At least in the fifth round of the individual competition, that’s it?

Ye Zhen was deeply worried about the future of China, and at the same time he flattered Zhong Yuan and said, "The eighth seat, look..."

"Well done." Zhong Yuan praised him briefly and released his war-mad posture.

At the moment of being praised, Ye Zhen was so happy that she almost spun around 720 degrees and stood on tiptoe with her tentacles like a seaweed...

Then, Zhong Yuan walked towards the outside of the court without waiting for the referee to announce the decision.

If the opponent goes out of bounds, the outcome is determined and there is no need to linger.

The referee looked at his back, shuddered suddenly, and announced excitedly, "The game is over! The winner is Chengying Academy, Zhong Yuan!"

Just after finishing speaking, the referee suddenly noticed something.

Could it be that the fastest individual match record in the history of the league is mine?

Even though he is just a referee, he is still recorded in history!

The referee jumped up, and after spinning around twice in excitement, he did one backflip after another, all the way out of the field!

In the rest area, Feng Qing also jumped up, rushed to Zhong Yuan, and reached out to pinch his face unceremoniously.

"Yuanyuan, you are worthy of it! You go up to show off your appearance and then come down, who is faster than me, right?"

Zhong Yuan's mouth was twisted because of this guy's pinch, and he couldn't help but said angrily, "Li let go!"

Zhang Rui happily rushed to the side and added fuel to the fire, "It's my turn next! I won the team competition the day before yesterday, and I didn't have time to pinch it!"

Don’t miss this opportunity to see these two up close!

Zhang Rui winked at Xie Yihan with loyalty. The latter's head was covered with black lines and he didn't dare to act rashly.

How terrible!

Fang Xuan was fifth in the last individual competition, but she was beaten away by Zhong Yuan in two seconds. I dare not pinch his face!

At the same time, Xie Yihan secretly thought: Feng Qing is really miserable. He finally left his name in the history of the game. The fastest record was snatched away by Zhong Yuan before half an hour...

Look, he used two hands to pinch Zhong Yuan's face in anger. The relationship is so strong, it should be fine...

On the side, Gu Yan couldn't help but want to rush forward and rub Zhong Yuan's hair.

What a great job!

Feng Qing broke the record of the young marshal by relying on his opponent to fake the match, but it was not worthy of the title and was somewhat despicable. It was very embarrassing to say it out loud, and he could not brag openly.

But Zhong Yuan was different.

He beat his opponent with real force, and was faster than Feng Qing!

It was not an exaggeration for him to be the eighth seat of Jiuxu!

Gu Yan's arms were throbbing with veins, and he tried his best to hide his excitement.

He looked at Feng Qing with envy, hesitating.

After all, it was the hair of the eighth seat, how could he just run over and rub it casually?

However, the next second, Gu Yan saw Zhang Rui start to pinch Zhong Yuan's face, and he immediately couldn't hold it.

If he didn't do it now, he would have no chance in the future!

So, Gu Yan also rushed up excitedly!

Whether it was an ordinary Xu Neng person or a big shot in the military region, they were all shocked by Zhong Yuan's rapid victory.

The camera focused on the shot, and from the picture, Zhong Yuan was clearly standing still!

Only Jiang Buyu, in front of the big screen in the office, had a livid face and broke out in a cold sweat.

It must be Ye Zhen who made the move!

Zhong Yuan was so bold that he actually let his shadow separate in the league!

The speed of movement is comparable to teleportation. If Ye Zhen uses instant death on his own, who can stop him?

I must call Zhong Yuan and tell him to keep an eye on this guy!

However, I have already told him once before. Will you think I am too long-winded if I emphasize it repeatedly?

It’s okay. I will say important things three times.

We are all in sync and will definitely understand my difficulties!

Jiang Buyu hesitated for a while and finally picked up the phone.

At this time, the traditional celebration ceremony of Chengying College was playing on the screen.

Everyone once again saw the unknown side of Zhong Yuan.

His face was deformed by the pinching. He was neither angry nor resisting. At most, he was a little depressed...

Damn, the team leader also went up!

Stop! Let go of that Zhong Yuan and let me do it!