Wu Tong's opponent is a senior from the same door. Both are dressed in black, with long hair hanging down their shoulders, and at first glance they look like twin brothers.
"The disciples of Dianjing Valley are so annoying , I hate it!" Linglong hates Wujiwu and Wutong, and also all.
"Remember, stop when you click. You are not allowed to use too powerful spells, magic and enchantments, and you are not allowed to hurt people's lives. Once this happens, you will be deprived of the qualifications to participate in the hairpin conference. Chu Yinghong emphasized this rule specially, while looking at Wutong. She still had lingering fears about his previous behavior, so their elders `````specially set this rule for the hairpin conference: not to use spells similar to the five thunder magic to prevent the recurrence of the last out of control situation.
Wutong curled the corners of his mouth and showed a mocking smile, obviously not caring. Chu Yinghong was really not happy to see him stubborn and cunning. Dianjinggu is also regarded as a veteran school. The disciples always pays attention to self-cultivation . The disciples taught have always been gentlemen of Qianqian. It is also the first time that Dianjinggu has such a stubborn child, but they didn't knew how many of them. How can Elder Youde tolerate him.
The horn sounded quickly, and the competition began.
Shaoyang sent disciples to cheer him one after another. His previous behavior of hurting Xuanji made them very angry. Now they all share the same hatred of the enemy, and they have thrown away the thoughts of hating Xuanji out of the clouds, shouting one by one very energetic.
"I'll see what he is capable of today!" Linglong hugged her arm and made up her mind. If Wutong dares to use the Five Thunders enchantment again, she will rush up and scratch his face!
"It's safer to stay behind." Du Minxing is a conservative and doesn't want to cause trouble. Looking back at the few children who refused to retreat, he had to lean forward a little bit to protect them. His sword spells were invisible, and it also wouldn't look good if they are hurt again.
As soon as the horn stopped, Wu Tong clasped his fists at the brother and said calmly, "Brother Yu, please enlighten me." He changed his weapon today. He wore a black gold sword on his waist. It was a long and thin sword. He pulled it out in his hand and pinched a sword tactic. The tip of the sword was shining in the sun. It was a sharp weapon.
He freed up his other hand, twisted the tip of the sword, and gently opened it, the sword body suddenly bends in a circular arc. As soon as he loosened his hand, he immediately bounced straight, buzzing lightly, and it turned out to be a slender soft sword. He saw him show off the weapon, his expression was a little serious. He clasped his fists slightly, his sleeves stretched out, but there were two more daggers in his hands-he was also a dagger.
Chu Yinghong saw that the two of them were greeting each other, and she said loudly: "Listen to my order-start!" As soon as the voice fell, the two opposing black shadows flashed instantly, like electric lights and flint, and they were twisted together in the blink of an eye. The Wujin sword was pushed up against Jianhao's chest, but was slapped by his two daggers, nailed in the middle, and could not be pulled out in a hurry.
"He is more powerful." Zhong Minyan saw that Wu Tong's moves were slightly weaker, and he was out of favor at the beginning, so he couldn't help being overjoyed, "He must lose now!"
Before they could finish speaking, they only heard two loud noises on the court, Wu Tong's Wujin sword was actually pulled back from the two daggers. He didn't dare to attack again, retracted his sword and returned to his defense. Unexpectedly, Yu Jianhao was faster than him, and his feet sank. Turning around, there was a "upside down willow", and the sharp light of the short sword swept across his chest. Wu Tong was now injured.
"Good!" Linglong was the first to applaud.
They saw Wutong staggering a few steps awkwardly, and finally stood firm, raised his hand and touched his chest-the clothes were picked torn by a long slit, and a little blood remained vaguely. He sneered, slapped the blood on his body at random, and said sensibly, "Brother Yu's fast sword is actually going to hurt me!"