[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

"Now I just want to show mercy."

Yang Yi snorted coldly when he heard the words, "Whoever said to be merciful can't say for sure."

I saw her palm condensed into an electric ball again, and it hit Yang Jing.

The characteristic of the lightning ability is that it is powerful and fast, but the disadvantage is that the trajectory can only be in a straight line. Yang Jing has fought against Zhang Qi before, and he has some experience. In addition, Yang Yi's power is far less than Zhang Qi's. One tenth of Qi, Yang Jing took advantage of this, his body was more flexible than before, he suddenly changed direction and jumped around Yang Yi.

Yang Yi will not be able to hurt Yang Jing for a while, but the shadow monster can just hurt her, and because Yang Yi is still, the shadow monster attack is more convenient.

Yang Yi thought she had the upper hand at first, but when she couldn't hit Yang Jing frequently and was attacked by invisible things at the same time, she was anxious and angry, and a little panicked, gradually lost her composure, and her eyes just stared at him. Yang Jing, anger took over his mind, and the electric ball in his hand was even more chaotic.

On the contrary, Yang Jing, after knowing what kind of supernatural ability Yang Yi is, he was relieved, his eyes were black and shiny, looking at Yang Yi who stood stupidly like a wooden stake and only knew how to make moves, he was sure of winning in his heart, and the corner of his mouth She couldn't help but move up, dancing around her more happily, watching Yang Yi like a headless chicken, rushing to one side, then to the other, it never occurred to her that she should at least start running, to get rid of the sight. An attack that doesn't see anything.

After nearly 10 minutes, Yang Yi was in so much pain that she remembered to dodge.

Yang Yi cursed angrily, almost biting her teeth, she changed her tactics, wrapped her body with electricity, and ran towards Yang Jing.

Yang Jing wasn't stupid, he wouldn't let her hit him in vain, so he opened a further distance, temporarily put away the Lingxi sword, flipped his left wrist slightly, and the magic Hunyuanming of Dongming Temple shot out.

Yang suggested that Yang Jing put away the weapon, thinking that he was exhausted, and was about to run away with all his might, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face, thinking that no matter what he would suffer, he would never let him go easily, even for this reason. After losing the qualification for the next competition, a ruthlessness flashed quickly in Yang Yida's eyes.

Everyone present didn't know that Yang Jing had "supernatural powers". Even if some people knew that he joined the elite group, or watched his fighting scenes, they didn't see it.

Yang Jing usually likes to use swords, especially the Wushuang Wuji move. It always feels majestic and heroic when dancing, but Hunyuanming doesn't use it often. Since the mountain is not dewy, everyone thinks that he can only use a sword.

When Yang Yi was hit by an inexplicable force and fell in the opposite direction, her eyes widened in surprise, her ears were buzzing, the dark sky replaced her original field of vision, and kept spinning, Time seemed to slow down, and her whole thoughts became dull, and she always felt that everything was fake, and she couldn't believe it.

Falling to the ground with a bang, Yang Yi fell a little dazed, and his eyes turned black.

The audience below let out an uproar, they didn't believe that Yang Jing could beat Yang Yi to the ground unscathed, and some people didn't know what happened, and whispered, "What did he just do?"

"Yang Jing also has supernatural powers?"

"Didn't you say that he is a good-for-nothing from the Yang family? Why is this good-for-nothing better than Yang Yi, who has become a genius?"

"I heard that he can drive umbrals. It seems that the rumors are true."

There is nothing impenetrable. Yang Jing has used umbral monsters many times outside, and there have been some rumors, but most people don't believe it. Today, Yang Jing beat Yang Yi to the ground. up.

Only Yang Yi knew that this sudden blow was completely different from the ones that harassed her frequently before. She was attacked continuously before, and the place she touched was as cold as ice, but the blow just now was warm and hot. When it touched the skin, it was still a little comfortable, and then it bounced her out like a sudden explosion.

Yang Yi's limbs twitched a few times, and then she struggled to get up. Her ponytail was also a little loose, hanging low on the back of her neck. When she fell out, she might have hit the ground. Her forehead was bruised and purple. Being seen by a boy who likes her, one must feel distressed, and one must scold Yang Jing again.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that I can't even beat you as a trash!" Yang Yi stood up and took a few staggering steps.

Yang Jing, who originally planned to be merciful, his dark pupils flickered, threw the last bit of soft-heartedness out to feed the dog, raised his left hand without the slightest hesitation, and slapped out another Hunyuanming.

Although Yang Yi knew that he was going to make a move, but due to lack of actual combat experience, his feet were nailed to the ground, and he didn't know what to do. In the blink of an eye, that invisible attack hit her chest, and Yang Yi sat down again with a bang. On the ground, this time, she spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Jing stopped, not because he was soft-hearted this time, but because he was afraid that he would be disqualified for the next competition if he was too aggressive, so he turned his face to look at the referee.

In fact, Yang Yi has such a flaw for such a long time, it should have been judged as a loser, the referee received Yang Jing's urging sight, and then he reacted, and ran into the field a little helplessly, ran to Yang Yi's side, and said in a low voice : "Admit defeat."

"No!" The sharp voice pierced the air, Yang Yi looked embarrassed, she raised her head, her expression was as if the two of them had revenge for killing their father, her eyes were bloodshot, "I didn't lose, I don't accept it, I don't believe I will Losing to this trash, you are a lowly trash, why do you win against me?"

Her voice was shrill, she had long lost the tenderness and sweetness of the past, she was as hoarse as a witch, and the words she spit out continuously were harsh and harsh.

Yang Jing glanced down, and walked over step by step, causing the referee to be under great pressure, and frequently winked at Yang Jing, implying that he should not be impulsive.

Yang Jing stood two meters away from Yang Yi, leaned down slightly, and a silent smile appeared on his lips, "What are you who was defeated by me, a piece of trash?"

Yang Yi's eyes flickered, her hands condensed into a sharp blade made of lightning, and she almost rushed over with all her strength. She laughed abnormally, and the sound of "Kuku Kuku" came out of her throat.

Yang Jing bent his legs lightly, flipped back quickly, and with a snap, the blow missed again. Yang Jing took advantage of the situation and used Hunyuanming for the third time, "I've been on guard against you, bitch."

Unwillingness, anger, humiliation, and hatred flashed in Yang Yi's eyes. This person who took everything from her, she wanted to engrave Yang Jing's appearance into her bones, but her eyes darkened and she passed out.

The referee actually breathed a sigh of relief and officially announced that Yang Jing had won.

Shen Ru's face was blue and white, she was clutching the skirt tightly, and she was motionless. The wife she specially invited to watch Yang Jing's jokes looked at her with strange eyes, making Shen Ru seem to be stabbed by countless needles. With her back tied, she almost didn't want to stay here for a moment.

In fact, those wives were also very embarrassed, and they didn't know how to persuade them. If Yang Yi lost to ordinary people, he would still have something to say, but the loser was Yang Jing. Their identities were so subtle that they couldn't say anything.

"Zongyan, hurry up, go and see how Yi'er is doing..." Shen Ru suddenly screamed, her eyes filled with tears, and those who knew her well could tell that her acting mode was on, she was trembling all over, with a look of immediacy. As if about to faint, his voice was trembling intermittently, "Yi'er... My Yi'er...Jing'er actually hit him so hard... Doesn't he care about brother-sister relationship at all... It's a foul for him to do this !"

She clutched her chest tightly, with tears in her eyes. Although she was over middle age, she was still very moving when she cried.

Everyone saw Yang Yizai's last sneak attack just now, and she was really disdainful of Shen Ru's words, but the wives who came with her wanted to comfort her temporarily, and just about to agree, they saw a figure walking out from the crowd on the other side. A man with a tall and straight posture, he has a stern expression that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, sharp eyes, and is dressed in a black military uniform, with a majestic aura.

Everyone recognized that it was Zhang Qi, and they didn't dare to say a word in response for a while.

Shen Ru wiped her tears with a handkerchief, took a look, and saw Zhang Qi. Compared with other people's concerns, she insisted that she was Yang Jing's step-mother, and she wanted to discredit Yang Jing all the time, so she cried Louder, repeating what he just said, "How could Jing'er be so cruel... Doesn't he care about the relationship between siblings? Yi'er is his sister, is the competition really that important?"

If Yang Jing heard what she said, he would definitely give her a "Converting Black and White Award."

Zhang Qi turned a deaf ear and walked on. Everyone saw Zhang Qi now. People who originally planned to question Yang Jing didn't dare to speak out now. They only scolded Yang Jing in their hearts, and they couldn't help envying him for his support. hard.

Yang Jing had won the game, so it didn't make sense to stay on the field all the time. He walked skillfully like the door. He was used to tasting the joy of victory alone. When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure unexpectedly.

Zhang Qi's eyebrows were gently stretched, with a smile in his eyes, and his voice was as deep and gentle as ever, "I heard that you entered the top [-]. I originally wanted to watch the whole show, but something was delayed, so I only watched half of it. Still, it’s beautiful to win.”

When some people who were close heard Zhang Qi's voice, they suddenly couldn't help but sigh that their ears were about to become pregnant. Just standing next to the two of them, they could see the full of emotion, which outsiders could not get in.

Yang Jing suddenly felt that his whole body became lighter, and his limbs were filled with joy. Before tasting victory alone, he always thought he liked it, but today someone came to share with him, and the joy was infinitely magnified. People shouted once, he entered the top [-] of the Academy Cup.

"Will you be rewarded, let's go out and celebrate?" Zhang Qi showed a very faint smile.

Yang Jing walked over in three steps at a time, and said in awe, "Thanks to your guidance, it didn't take much effort to win her."

The two ignored the eyes of their surroundings and walked out hand in hand.