I'm really not a fool

Wang Zheng looked at Wu Huan with a firm face in front of him, nodded with a smile, and said "Come on".

Then Wu Huan took a short knife in his hand and strode to the center of the training ground.

The slender body seems to contain infinite energy.

Wang Zheng's eyes were full of appreciation.

In terms of mentality, Wang Zheng can still give some advice, but he has no good suggestions for the use and development of her abilities and the construction of her tactical system.

She can only rely on her own research or the help of other relevant mentors in the future.

Among the few people who are familiar with each other, except for Mei Yiqi, I can study with him later to see if I can make a ball.

Wu Huan really doesn't have any good ways here, she has the reflexes, she also has the mobility, her biggest problem is that the lethality is not enough, but this is related to physical fitness, there is no other way than persistent exercise.

Wang Zheng also knew that she practiced Xi horizontal practice every day very fiercely, but after all, the upper limit of aura was here, and she couldn't add points like herself, so naturally the progress would not be very fast.

And in Wang Zheng's view, a player like her with obvious shortcomings participating in the single competition is completely asking for hardship, and these rounds are also lucky.

If she met the previous Zhu Canyang just now, it is estimated that she would not even be able to break the defense.

If you really want to prove yourself by competition, it is better to form a fixed team as soon as possible and practice cooperation.

Cutting the back row in the team competition can still play a certain role.

The other few people, He Yiyi can be regarded as a weakened version of Wu Huan, and it is basically difficult to get ahead.

As for Chu Xiaoman....

The existence of insulation from the game, the goods that can't be played in the team battle, and the proper logistics and treatment personnel.

Support staff in team matches are either real-time healing, buff control, or dispelling negative statuses.

And what about Chu Xiaoman?

Do you want to go to the arena and play in the water?

It's not that Wang Zheng looks down on her, it's that the battle without the assistance of abilities is too difficult to win, unless she raises the upper limit of aura to the same level as his grandfather, and then fights with her physical body.

But this is clearly unrealistic.

So usually Chu Xiaoman cheats and plays tricks, is lazy and doesn't train Wang Zheng basically doesn't talk about her, as for Wu Huan and Mei Yiqi, they train harder than Wang Zheng, so naturally it is not Wang Zheng's turn to supervise.

In Wang Zheng's divergent thinking, the two people fighting against each other have already handed over.

In fact, Wang Zheng didn't have any impression of Luan Zhidong of the Demon University, he only remembered that he defeated a weaker Nanda student yesterday.

As for his very strong words, they are all casual nonsense, just to stimulate Wu Huan's fighting spirit and stimulate her to manifest her visualizations, even if she can't succeed, at least it can be like the last game, and it is good to increase her attack power.

The blood-colored sword Wang Zheng also saw it before, it was indeed very powerful, if she could use it steadily, there should be no problem of insufficient firepower.

And it's true to look at the situation on the field.

Wu Huan concentrated, with full firepower, and a straight knife was wielding a tiger and a tiger.

Although it was not a one-sided battle, and the blood-colored sword was not used again, it did suppress the opponent.

Before Luan Zhidong came on the field, he was already relieved before hearing Wu Huan's name, because whether it was Wu Huan to Wang Zheng or to himself, at least he had escaped Wang Zheng, the killing god.

And although Wu Huan won Shang Houming in the last game, it was also a narrow victory, and every dodge was full of dangers, and in the end he was seriously injured.

And he is also an awakened person with a keen combat speed type, his speed is not slow, he is still a boy, and he may still have an advantage in strength.

Well, the advantage is mine!

Even before he played, he was thinking about how he would show off to Shang Houming after he won.

It's just that the reality is completely different from what he imagined, although this girl's strength is indeed slightly inferior to his own, but her speed and reflexes are completely beyond the normal range.

Luan Zhidong only saw a straight knife constantly attacking his vital points.

Stabbing, piercing, chopping, splitting, sweeping, teasing, pushing, cutting.

One knife after another is endless, and countless dazzling offensives are coming like a tide, and the sound of breaking the air is like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, making it difficult to parry.

And Wu Huan completely didn't care whether he would be injured or not, he just exchanged injuries for injuries and fought for his life, which suppressed Luan Zhidong breathlessly.

Wang Zheng watched Wu Huan's performance and nodded secretly, knowing that this scene was already stable.

The other party's mentality has been messed up.

As long as Wu Huan doesn't make major mistakes, the other party has basically sent it.

And will Wu Huan make a mistake?

In a state of high concentration of mental power, she no longer seemed to be able to hear the outside world, and only had the weaknesses of the other party in her eyes.

A voice kept echoing in my head.

'I want to win, I can win, I will win!'

As Wu Huan's last slash came out, countless white qi emerged from her body, faintly condensing into a human form under the rising surge.

This scene has been seen in previous games, but now the figure has become clearer and more three-dimensional, and it seems to be a woman in armor, with a long knife at her waist in one hand, staring at the stars, and her expression is cold.

Ling Yan's blood came suddenly, as if it was carrying an incomparable force, and it directly cut off the short sword in Luan Zhidong's hand, and then slashed down on his chest.

Countless blood gushed out, splashing Wu Huan's head and face, but she didn't realize it.

Then Luan Zhidong's eyes widened, he looked at the broken sword in his hand, and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Tut-tut-toot-"

The referee's hurried whistle, Wu Huan put away his knife and stood with his hands in his hands.

"Jingnan University, Wu Huan, win!"

Hearing the referee's verdict, Wu Huan still didn't have any expression, but just took care of himself, his cold face and calm demeanor seemed to coincide with the figure in the fog.