Chapter 213 The Heroic Spirit Arms you opened first
is one of the uses of the Heroic Spirit Principle.
Summoning weapons through the principles of heroic spirits are usually weapons commonly used by heroic spirits in their previous lives.
Each heroic spirit has different weapons. To Su Ruoli, it was a sword. To Mu Yaoxi, it was a fan.
Its power is also very strong, almost every move carries the power of the Heroic Spirit Principle, and ordinary third-level players would not dare to take it.
The examiner couldn't stand it anymore and thought it was too serious: "Um...Classmate Mu Yaoxi, that's a bit too much. Armed with heroic spirits, that's a bit too much." Everyone can compete in martial arts
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If you imitate Sosuke Sagara and draw your gun directly, it will be a dimensionality reduction attack.
Mu Yaoxi said calmly: "We can be considered a tie...as long as you step off the ring."
Her target is still Su Ruoli, not Bai Yu.
You won't directly use heroic spirit weapons to cheat. If you want to win, you must win with glory. Otherwise, with so many people in front of you, you will only lose yourself.
Mu Yaoxi's logic is also very simple.
If Bai Yu loses, he will have to step down.
To be considered a tie, both sides would take a step back.
It can be considered that he has achieved his reputation. After this practical test of the college entrance examination, Bai Yu will definitely become famous.
If anyone else were here, they would probably agree. Facing the principle of heroic spirits is the same as Jerry taking no medicine and challenging Tom to a duel.
But he didn't intend for it to end there.
Bai Yu turned to face the bottom of the ring and said: "Ruoli, give me Chu Yao."
Su Ruoli blinked his eyes, said "Okay, okay" and then pulled out the soft sword stored in his waist, a burst of cyan color The radiance lit up the soft sword, and the slender soft sword suddenly turned into a sharp one-handed sword.
Throwing the sword, it pierced directly into the force field constructed by the formation. With a sharp friction sound, a corner of the formation was cut open by the principle of the heroic spirit, and the Sword of Qingming was held by him.
This sword is very light, with a feeling of "lightness in the palm of a beautiful woman's waist", as if it is holding a beautiful woman's waist.
Another principle of heroic spirit stirred in the space of the arena.
The originally spacious ground suddenly seemed a little narrow.
Qing Ming's sword intent cut the surrounding ground wantonly, leaving behind eye-catching sword marks, clearly inviting a fierce battle.
Bai Yu slapped the blade of the sword: "Be honest."
The sound of the sword's chant went out.
It's really jaw-dropping.
It was as if he was the heroic spirit.
Mu Yaoxi looked at the sword in his hand and reminded: "Although you can borrow heroic weapons in this way, you cannot use the principles of heroic spirits at all... It does not mean that both parties are equal if they hold firearms. , you have firearms, but no more important ammunition."
Bai Yu smiled and said nothing.
He flicked Chu Yao's sword blade.
Looking at Mu Yaoxi calmly, he suddenly said something she couldn't understand at all.
"You opened it first."
[Use the 'Qingming Sword Master' heroic spirit card, are you sure? ]
'Confirm'.
The card is exhausted.
[The heroic spirit projection will last for one hour]
There is no change in appearance.
As Bai Yu opened his eyes, he could clearly feel the pulse and breathing on the sword, as well as Su Ruoli's Heroic Spirit Theory Qing Ming.
Its application is far from as simple as it seems, at least it is not just a sword.
The so-called principle of heroic spirits is a high-level mystery.
But before the heroic spirit reaches maturity, it is not a complete body. It will improve as the heroic spirit itself improves. To use a metaphor... it is probably similar to the Zanpakutō.
Bai Yu's comprehensive level has not changed much, and has even been slightly lowered, but its combat power is far higher than before.
He raised his hand and stroked the blade of Qingming Sword with his fingertips, extending downward from the hilt. The place he touched bloomed with an even more proud luster.
The green light reflects the true red phoenix inner breath.
The blazing red and pure green are intertwined into one, and the beauty is dazzling.
The ground of the arena seemed to be filled with scorching heat and became boiling hot.
Already a heroic spirit, he stood still.
Mu Yaoxi has also noticed the whirling principles of the heroic spirit in the other party.
She was shocked again.
It's not even clear whether this is Bai Yu's own talent or whether it comes from Su Ruoli's mixed doubles.
She felt that she had high enough regard for her opponent, but she still underestimated his potential. As time went by, it became more and more unfathomable.
Until now, he has not even shown a trace of fatigue, nor shed a drop of blood. His expression is calm and indifferent, as if he has everything in his hands.
Mu Yaoxi suddenly wanted to test the opponent's limit.
The iron fan, which is fully one meter long, is completely in the category of weapons. It is not only sharp, but also thick.
It is a heroic spirit weapon soaked in the principles of heroic spirits. It is like a brush full of ink. With a slight wave, the ink comes out.
She waved the Yunluo Fan, causing sand and rocks to fly on the stage, and the tough ground cracked and shattered.
Bai Yu's similarly silent movement aura condensed into a simple and unpretentious sword move.
Both men's offenses can be described as simple.
But under the blessing of the principle of heroic spirits, the destructive power of this attack has completely reached the third level of the extraordinary. Every attack is accompanied by a burst of light. The three colors of green, red, and ink are intertwined, collided, and dyed. Then eliminate.
The result of the first collision was that both sides were knocked back.
A layer of ink suddenly appeared under Mu Yaoxi's feet. She turned around and dissipated all the power. Not only did she stand firm on the ground, but as she stepped lightly, the ink field under her feet suddenly pierced. There were more than ten thrusts, and the ring suddenly sounded like the sound of an archer releasing his bowstring after the full moon.
Faced with this blow, Bai Yu threw out the Chu Yao Sword in his hand without hesitation. The blade of the sword whirled in mid-air, aiming at Mu Yaoxi's arm.
Chu Yao broke through the black arrow, which was also hit by Mu Yaoxi's iron fan. It deflected and bounced around randomly.
Mu Yaoxi's eyes followed the Chu Yaojian flying randomly, and then she gave up tracking. She clasped the fan bones and unfolded the fan.
The iron fan is opened, and on the side facing the outside is a landscape painting, only black and white.
She waved the iron fan, and a tornado rose from the ring. The dark tornado doubled in size when it moved forward five meters.
The tornado also involved Chu Yaojian. After reaching the half-court, the huge tornado had covered one-third of the arena, making it impossible to escape.
How many people stared with bated breath.
This is the principle of heroic spirits...this is the mystery.
Ruan Qingxue became nervous. No one knew what was happening in this dark place.
Su Ruoli closed her eyes directly and sensed the internal situation through the Chu Yao Sword.
What she sensed was a slash.
Pfft——! Like a punctured balloon, the tornado was split open by a sword. The green sword light pierced the Yunluo fan. It spun and landed on the fan. The ease with which it pierced the formation before proved its sharpness. sharp.
The two heroic weapons burst out with sparks, cutting the arena into pieces.
Mu Yaoxi suddenly put away the Yunluo fan and used the characteristics of the fan to put the tip of the Qingming Sword into the fan bone sandwich, and then waved her palm to slap the face of the humanoid holding the sword.
This palm is also a falling flower palm.
But the fallen flower palm print that bloomed was no longer the color of the petals, but an ink color. With the blessing of the principle of the heroic spirit, its power suddenly surged.
So it hit the humanoid's head directly, and the latter's head exploded immediately.
The palm prints are scattered and the head blossoms.
Even Mu Yaoxi froze, and then a chill rose in her heart. Oh no, no, no, no!
If he really killed him like this, he would probably have to fight to the death with Su Ruoli.
And he killed someone in public... I wasn't that cruel just now, was I?
Although she is an innate heroic spirit, she is still a seventeen-year-old girl, and it is impossible for her to be as calm as an old monster. After realizing that she killed the other party by mistake, her thinking immediately became rigid, and she even thought about how many years she would be sentenced to death. .
However, she quickly came to her senses.
It doesn’t feel right!
There wasn't even the smell of blood in the air.
Looking over again, the person holding the sword was not Bai Yu at all, but a piece of cyan human-shaped crystal.
It was just that he didn't notice it at all under the cover of the cyan sword light and the ink fan.
Oops, if this was a human form, wouldn't he...
Mu Yaoxi realized how fatal her distraction was, causing her to miss an opportunity to fight back and exposing her vulnerability.
Once the fan is closed, her greatest defense is sealed.
That's what the sword was for.
Then she felt a hand touching her abdomen, and she could still feel the blazing phoenix inner breath through a layer of clothes.
There is no way to avoid this distance.
She had not learned any defensive skills, nor had she put on inner armor.
That's too late!
Mu Yaoxi swore that she tried her best. She never thought that she would lose, even after using the principle of the heroic spirit.
It is true that she still has many useless moves, her trump cards are useless, and even the other side of Yunluo's fan has not been opened.
Her full strength has not yet been fully used.
But it was too late.
However, the expected pain never came. The hand pressed her lower abdomen, paused for three seconds, and then took it back again.
Mu Yaoxi opened her eyes: "You...why don't you take action?"
Bai Yu pulled out her waist and said, "Because the outcome has been decided."
"Besides, all your attacks did not have killing intent, and I didn't shed a drop of blood, so there's no need to I care too much about you."
Mu Yaoxi knew that her attitude just now was arrogant, and she was not used to being let go like this. As if the slap didn't fall, she always felt a little uncomfortable in her body.
She dispersed her heroic spirit weapons, and her complex eyes revealed a meaning of 'you are quite nice'...
Bai Yu continued: "Since I won, you should stop pestering Ruoli from today on."
Mu Yaoxi couldn't explain: "Okay."
Bai Yu turned around and left with satisfaction.
She looked at the other party's back and couldn't help but ask: "Why did you refuse to join the Shenwu Division?"
Bai Yu asked back: "The Shenwu Division never invited me."
She asked again: "Then if I invited you..."
"I'm not going."
"Why!"
"I have to go to school and don't have time!"
Mu Yaoxi was messy in the wind.
The examiner glanced at the shattered arena, and then announced loudly: "The winner - Nanling No. 3 Middle School, Baiyu!"
...
In the audience, Instructor Lu had already stood up, staring at the arena below with burning eyes. The young man showed a slight smile and said to the admissions office on the side: "If this person is not admitted to Penglai... you can already think about how to write a resignation report." The admissions office looked at other colleagues who were full of fighting spirit
. They immediately pushed up their glasses confidently: "Don't worry, I'm a professional."
(End of chapter)