my goddess school flower

"It's my turn so soon?" Wang Ziqiao looked at Long Yuan, but he didn't stop. He strode forward, opened the door and entered.

The door closed automatically, and in the hundreds of square meters of warehouse, there was only one ten-watt electric light, and it was still flickering.

"Hmph!" Wang Ziqiao stared at the lamp, and with a shock of mental power, the lamp exploded.

Bang!

It was extremely dark in the room.

"Boom bang bang..."

A series of plastic bullets rushed towards Prince Joe.

Wang Ziqiao had been prepared for a long time, and no one in the room could escape his spiritual perception. With restrained breath, he quickly penetrated under a wooden box, and quickly changed the location, leaning against the On top of a pile of debris.

This time, there were not many people who could find Prince Qiao, except for the twelve members of the dragon group who should have been eliminated.

"bass……"

A sword cry came from the top of Wang Ziqiao's head, and the silver sword light directly approached Wang Ziqiao's throat.

"Are you serious?" Wang Ziqiao could clearly sense the sharpness of the blade. If it was rubbed on his neck, he would definitely die.

He hurriedly turned around to dodge, then quickly stretched out his arm, grabbed the wrist of the person above, and pulled it down hard.

"Come down for me!" Wang Ziqiao cursed secretly.

bump!

The one above was thrown to the ground by Wang Ziqiao, and the long sword in his hand had already been snatched by Wang Ziqiao.

Just as this guy wanted to move, Wang Ziqiao kicked him out, kicking him under the shelf.

At this time, several members who had been eliminated had already surrounded and killed Wang Ziqiao, and Wang Ziqiao easily determined the opponent's position after a little sensing.

rub rub...

In an instant, dozens of sword shadows were struck, and each sword would wipe away the hair on the top of the opponent's head, followed by grabbing one person and blocking him in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

Three plastic bullets were nailed to the body of the captured person.

Wang Ziqiao raised his hand and threw the man towards several armed police not far in front.

With both feet on the ground, Wang Ziqiao jumped up lightly, followed the thrown person, and he jumped on it.

The three armed policemen hurriedly dodged, but Wang Ziqiao's figure suddenly appeared, and the weapons in the hands of the three were shot down under three consecutive sword strikes.

There was a crisp sword sound, and the three of them covered their necks, all of them were terrified, because they found that there was blood on their necks. Although they couldn't affect their lives, they were still frightened. When they looked for Wang Ziqiao again, there was no trace of him. .

In the entire warehouse, there are a total of 29 people, [-] eliminated personnel, [-] strictly trained special police officers, and one is the deputy team leader Yi Mei.

In the dark, it is Prince Joe's world. No one here is more suitable for the dark environment. Although Prince Joe does not use magic, his force value is enough to deal with these people.

Soon, there were only the last five of the 29 people, including two Guwu and two special police officers. Yi Mei had been sitting in the deepest part of the warehouse, motionless.

The four cooperated with each other, back to back, and looked around in panic, but they couldn't find Prince Joe at all.

Tweet!

Two faint sounds of breaking through the air appeared, and two plastic bullets hit the foreheads of the two Guwu respectively.

These two froze, unconvinced, but according to the rules of the game, they were already dead, so they retreated helplessly.

Before the remaining two armed police could react, a series of plastic bullets shot at them.

Holding the gun, Wang Ziqiao slid down from the top of a miscellaneous goods, threw the gun aside, looked at Yi Mei who was inside, and said, "Come out, I want to fight you!"

Yimei clapped her palms, stood up from the cross-legged position, and slowly approached Prince Joe. The distance between the two was about three meters, and she said, "Yes, do you have the ability of night vision?"

"I think you should know the induction in martial arts?" Wang Ziqiao asked back.

"If it's just induction, then your induction is too sharp. In just 3 minutes, 28 people were eliminated. It's a pity that you challenged me too early, so you are so sure to persist for 2 minutes?" Yi May smiled.

Wang Ziqiao's heart trembled, knowing that the opponent was a master, one hand reached into his waist, and pulled out the soft sword.

"I didn't expect you to be carrying a weapon yourself, let's go, you still have a minute and a half!" After Yi Mei said this, she put on a gossip posture.

"Hey, according to what you said, as long as I don't fight with you, it's fine?" Wang Ziqiao laughed, but at the same time, his figure was also retreating.

Yimei was taken aback for a moment, but her expression turned angry, her feet were like mud, and she followed quickly.

Wang Ziqiao narrowed his eyes, and when he saw the other party coming, he moved forward instead of retreating, and suddenly changed his original direction. He stretched out the long sword and pointed it at Yi Mei's throat.

The tip of the sword pierced the air, and with a sharp sound, it came in a flash.

However, Yimei also raised her hand extremely quickly, and slapped the sword body lightly.

bang...

Prince Qiao Dun felt a huge shock coming from the sword, which made him almost let go of the long sword. He hurriedly withdrew his arm, paused for a while, and then handed out the sword again.

rub rub...

Wang Ziqiao's long sword was getting faster and faster, dozens of hits in the blink of an eye.

"Eight palms...sixteen palms...32 palms!"

Yimei also slapped 56 palms in one breath, and successfully intercepted all of Prince Joe's sword stabs, and the last palm landed on Prince Joe's chest.

bang...

Wang Ziqiao flew upside down, only feeling panic in his body, qi and blood surged up, almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly used the Demon God Kung Fu, and the qi and blood were balanced within two breaths.

Seeing such changes in Wang Ziqiao, Yimei was puzzled, but said in her mouth: "You have already suffered internal injuries, you should withdraw, so as not to affect your future practice!"

Wang Ziqiao smiled: "It's all right now, but your Youlong Baguazhang is really extraordinary. I've heard that your Bagua sect is that two instruments produce four images, and four images produce eight trigrams. The eight mother palms are transformed into eight eight sixty-four palms, and ghosts appear and disappear. Now you can hit No.64 two palms in an instant, I don’t know if you have achieved great success, and then you can hit the last 30 palms?"

Yimei looked calm: "What? Do you want to try?"

"Uh, can you really hit another 64 palms? Are you a grandmaster?" Wang Ziqiao asked in surprise, "How old are you? Thirty at most?"

"You don't need to ask about this. Five minutes have passed now. You have passed the assessment. Do you want to continue playing? Or go out now?" Yimei asked.

Wang Ziqiao was eager to try, and said with a smile: "How could I give up such a good opportunity?"

As he spoke, he picked up another hard sword from the ground, and said, "Few people know that my two hands can wield a sword at the same time at the same speed, so you have to be careful this time!"

After hearing this, Yimei's heart trembled, and her expression became extraordinarily serious.