From Shusen University

Chapter 270

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and several staggered spiritual weapons were overturned by the explosion of air, and Yuan Qingqing jumped up at the same time, and with a flick of his hands, the hands and five fingers were already filled with black hands full of spiritual power. Dan!

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Accompanied by several air-breaking sounds, several black pills flew out of her hand in succession, several air waves exploded in the air, and the diffused air explosion pushed the ball higher and higher, heading straight to the net in the air above.

At first glance, this operation is somewhat similar to Han Jiangchen who just jumped the ball with the flying sword, except that the flying sword can only bounce the ball, but the fire pill forced no one around to dare to step forward, so naturally he couldn't do anything about it. Make an interruption.He had no choice but to withdraw from the attacking range and watched Yuan Qingqing shoot into the air continuously like a Bubble Dragon hitting Doudou, and finally made a layup with three shots.

"Hmm... According to what we have learned before, the female student who is taking action now is a Danxiu."

The old class in front of the screen had a delicate expression, and turned to the students in the audience: "Students, what kind of inspiration do you get from this person? You can discuss it in groups."

The whole class was silent, and then quickly divided into several groups to discuss in private.

The result of the discussion in the first group was: "Pillions, golden pills are also pills, and explosives are also medicines. We must fully broaden our thinking and develop creativity."

The second group summed up: "Nurse fights in groups, no one can take over."

The third group is meaningful: "This story tells us that hot weapons are better than cold weapons."

Most of them were talking nonsense, but when they were fooling around below, Yuan Qingqing on the screen suddenly frowned.

After the continuous bombing, the last air wave didn't push the ball into the net as she expected - because at this time, a flash of lightning flew from the side, and she hit the last fire pill one step ahead, causing it to fly ahead of time in the air. It exploded.

Needless to say, it was Xiao Youyu next to him who made the attack.

Others were not familiar with Yuan Qingqing's attacking rhythm, but he was different. After so many times, he had already figured out a way to deal with the fire pill attack.

As soon as the shot missed, the raised fairy ball fell just a palm away from the net. Seeing the ball fall to the ground, Wu Hao in the crowd stepped forward. The next second Already at the point where the ball landed, he pushed it out with one palm, followed by Yuan Qingqing who was chasing the ball, and pushed the ball into the air.

"!"

Yuan Qingqing couldn't help being startled when the ball that was about to arrive was knocked into the air, and then quickly turned around to pursue it.But this reaction was half a beat slow, and I saw a flash of lightning protruding from the air, just like cat and mouse fishing for cheese, directly "fishing" the ball out of her palm.

".Eh?"

Yuan Qingqing was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked up, it was Xiao Youyu again as expected.Just now he used the yo-yo to lead the black team for a walk, and now he used this trick on Yuan Qingqing.

Under his guidance, Yuan Qingqing really chased the ball and took off. Her speed was faster than Xiao Youyu. Seeing that the spiritual power in her hand was already close to the edge of the fairy ball, she saw that Xiao Youyu threw his hand in the sky, and the ball brushed against her. However, the ball was passed to Wu Hao from the air.

Seeing the ball jumping down again, Yuan Qingqing hurriedly leaned over to catch it, but just as he stretched out his hand, Wu Hao punched the ball back to Xiao Youyu who was in the air. Jump up and down repeatedly, assisting all the way near the net.

So the current situation on the court is like this: Wu Hao dribbles the ball with strength, Xiao Youyu uses magnetism to attract, passing the ball back and forth, the speed is not fast, but Yuan Qingqing just can't hit in the middle, and was chased away by the ball bouncing up and down that day Jumping up and down, like teasing a cat.

At first Yuan Qingqing didn't understand what they were doing, until the ball was almost running to the net, she realized it belatedly, and then she was angry and funny.

——The two of them were venting their resentment about being unexpectedly counter-killed by her in the first relay race.

Hey, come here, hey, you can’t fight, hey, just play!

"You two. Enough is enough!
Yuan Qingqing yelled, she was about to radiate spiritual power when crossing the crowd, but at this moment Xiao Youyu's hand shook, and the fairy ball swished past her with static electricity, almost electrifying her hair so that it flew up, and then Bian Wu Hao rolled his hands just enough to hold it on his chest, and with the gesture of a cloud, he pushed the ball out and shot it straight into the net!
"what!"

The students outside the screen subconsciously screamed. They couldn't understand the three people's play operations, but they could understand this tacit assist and shot. It's just that the original two-dimensional offensive was for the two of them. Out of a Z-axis, shoot away from the air vertically!

But that ball ended up missing the net.Because just as it flew to the net, a figure in white suddenly flashed from the side, using his body as a shield, holding his hands in front of him, he caught the ball abruptly—yes, he caught it with his body, and it was blocked the opponent's net.

Not scoring a goal, but giving the black team an extra point.

"Is this because I fainted from playing ball and made an own goal?"

People outside the screen laughed because of this burst of laughter, but only the students on the court knew: this goal was not an own goal.

Because just in the corner, Jiang Ling dressed in black was standing there, her eyes were shining with a deep aura.

"Stop the ball with your hands..." she ordered in a deep voice, "Throw it back!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure moved at the same time, throwing the ball into the air with one hand, like throwing bait into the lake, and the surrounding students immediately flew into the air and rushed up.Among them, Song Xudong of the white team ran at the forefront.

At this time, his spirit sword had already returned his hand, and he stabbed the fairy ball in front of him, intending to use this to kill the ball.But at this moment, another spirit sword was stretched out from the side, stabbing at the fairy ball in the sky in almost the same posture.

Clang!
With an iron sound, two long swords collided in the air, and at the two ends of the two swords stood Song Xudong in white and Han Jiangchen in black.

The two descended from the air together, stood facing each other with their feet on the ground, and both hands holding the sword were extended.At the intersection of the two sword tips, there is the fairy ball, just like two chopsticks holding a glutinous rice ball.

All the students in the audience landed on the ground with the movement of the two of them, and spread out around the two of them, one black and one white, stretching out their hands like basketball guards, staring at the ball at the tip of their swords as if trying to block it, which made Song The two of Han couldn't help adding more strength to their hands. They stared at each other for a long while, and then suddenly drew their swords together!
For a moment, sword lights flickered between the two. Song Xudong stabbed out first, pointing his sword straight at Han Jiangchen's right shoulder, but he saw Han Jiangchen flicked his wrist and tilted his sword. There was a clang sound, and the two swords collided with each other, making a buzzing sound.

Before the buzzing sound dissipated, the sword lights of the two swords were already staggered, followed by one chop, one thrust, one thrust, one cut and one lead, and several moves in succession in an instant.

Ding!Crack!when!
Both of them shot with all their strength, their swordsmanship produced bursts of sharp wind, and the blades clanged loudly when they touched each other. They were paired with Taoist uniforms with a clear contrast of one black and one white.

The atmosphere on the field became anxious. Due to the too close distance and too fast speed, the students who were guarding next to them couldn't even get in, and could only watch the timing of their shots.

Including the people on and off the screen, everyone's complexions subtly twisted at this time.

Because at this time, from the perspective of the audience, the fight between the two sword cultivators looks like this——

Song Xudong stabbed out with a sword, and the fairy ball in the center bounced and flew out. Han Jiangchen slashed back with his sword and hit a spin ball, stabilizing the defense.Then Song Xudong slashed and smashed, Han Jiangchen slashed to save the ball, and then slashed and changed his line, leading the ball to the east and west.

The horizontal (swords) and vertical (swords) of the two people are changing, and they are pulling fiercely. Just watch the ball bouncing back and forth between the two long swords, sometimes close and sometimes far, sometimes high and sometimes low.

If at this time, the sound of the blade rubbing against each other is removed, and a ping-pong effect sound is added, the scene will be perfect.

It took only two or three breaths, seeing that Song and Han had fought each other for more than ten rounds, and the two swords had been undone for more than twenty moves.

"Wow, is this a sword fight?"

"Which of these two sword cultivators is better?"

The audience outside the screen who didn't know the truth stretched their necks, watching each move with interest.But for the students who know the situation on the field, this is the fight between the sophomore swordsman representative and the first-year genius.

The two swords clashed, and Song Xudong on one side was secretly sweating. Although the main players of the two were controlling the ball with their swords, after this exchange, he didn't get much benefit from Han Jiangchen.

As one of the most powerful sophomore sword cultivators, aside from the single-round swordsmanship of spiritual power, he is now actually no better than a freshman?

As the thought flashed by, his heart shook, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but tighten a little, and he attacked Han Jiangchen's lower body vigorously.

However, Han Jiangchen's figure flickered at this moment. Taking advantage of the gap when he was using too much force, he raised the spirit sword in his hand and hit the weak point of the sword side. The weak point of the middle door was wide open, and at the same time, the fairy ball that was pulled between the two swords was bounced out!

Break!

There was cheering in the auditorium, and the students watching the movie in the classroom patted the table, knocking on the table like the tea class of watching swords in ancient times.The old class on the podium quickly finished speaking, clearing their throats to suppress their excitement.

"In the sword competition just now, after I come down, I will send the clips of the screen recording to the class. After I go back, I will take a good look at it and write an analysis of each move's move and dismantling. It should not be less than 1000 words. Especially in the future Students who are interested in taking the path of machine repair, you need to think more about it. If you can have half the level of these two, then at least it is more than enough to walk in society."

It's not surprising at all, the school must write a review for the movie.

The moment she heard these words, Yang Xiaohe only felt her eyes go dark—this is not an exaggeration, at that moment she felt that her eyes were suddenly covered with black curtains, and in an instant, it seemed that countless pictures flashed in front of her eyes, because it was too fast. Appears indistinct.

Accompanied by this burst of darkness, she only felt dizzy for a while, with a boulder pressing on her heart, and it seemed that it was a bit difficult to breathe for a while.

"Xiaohe?" The classmate next to her noticed her strange behavior, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"...I'm fine."

Yang Xiaohe shook her head vigorously, secretly withdrew her mind, breathed out the little spiritual power circulating in her body, and as her mind calmed down, the dark scene in front of her eyes also slowly dissipated.

It was because I was obsessed with the materials of Chakunlun University students last night, I was too tired after staying up all night.

She let out a long breath, put the unusual discomfort behind her mind, and turned her gaze back to the screen.

Like her, the sudden increase in homework made the students in the room a little frustrated for a while, but they were immediately attracted by the competition.

However, Song Xudong's sword was broken and his weakness was exposed, so he stood in front of the sword to defend the middle goal reflexively, but Han Jiangchen's sword did not stab, but just took advantage of the situation and raised the fairy ball like a volleyball serve. Throw it to your team.

But it's not just the black team that is staring at the ball at this time.

When they were discussing the ball in Huashan just now, the students around were already impatient. Seeing the ball being thrown at this time, the surrounding black and white teams immediately swarmed up in the formation of the cafeteria. You rob me, the scene was once very tragic.

Just look at the ball bouncing up and down several times in the vast crowd, but in the end it was Fang Yi of the black team who jumped up from it. Pushing on the ball with strength, a powerful smash hit the white team's net!

"Oops!"

The players of the white team knew that they were not aware of it, and hurriedly dispersed in order to get out of the melee in the middle.Seeing the ball rushing towards the net, Wu Hao in white suddenly exerted strength, leaped out from the crowd, flew in front of the net, jumped up, hung his whole body upside down, and kicked out with one kick. ——

boom!
Although Fang Yi attacked with all his strength and he blocked the net in a hurry, this straight kick directly shot Fang Yi's ball back, shot with an undercut, and went into the net in reverse!
"Score, 38-37!"

Another 10-point overtake of the black team, the scores of the two sides were tightly biting again.As a result, a new round of cheers broke out in the auditorium, and the old class in front of the screen took this opportunity to speak quickly.

"Everyone, take a good look. The physical training just now did not use hands, but concentrated spiritual power on the lower body for attacking. This is a very typical example. Many students' understanding of physical training is now limited to heavy punches and pushing palms, but It is a very wrong point of view to always neglect the lower body, and it is not good for future practice. In the use of the spiritual power of the legs, you must pay attention..."

Taking advantage of the few seconds between picking up the ball, Lao Ban's tongue fluttered for a while, and he even turned around and drew the outline of the move just now on the blackboard, writing on the blackboard for this blow.

But the writing on the blackboard became somewhat blurred in the eyes of Yang Xiaohe who was under the stage.Soon, the blur in front of my eyes turned into darkness.

As before, she began to feel dizzy again.

Yang Xiaohe rubbed her eyes vigorously and shook her head, but this time the dark scene did not dissipate easily, instead it became thicker and thicker.In a trance, she saw the flashback clip again, which seemed to be clearer than before.

It was precisely because of this that she could see those scenes clearly. She saw herself standing at the gate of the school and crying in fright, seeing the boy she liked holding hands with other girls, and seeing... many, many unpleasant things. screen.

They are all familiar, all of which she has experienced in the past.As they surfaced, she felt hit only in the most sensitive part of her heart.

What is this...

In her vague consciousness, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in her mind-could this be what the teacher said before...the cultivator's 'inner demon'?
(End of this chapter)