My Clone is Really Strong Enough To Explode

　　 Wang Yuanliang came out.

　　 The others stayed still.

　　 "Why don't others challenge?"

　　 "Are you stupid! The second Cheng Ting lost to Zhao Huazhi in the first round. Who else can and is qualified to challenge?"

　　 "So many games! I didn't see it again!"

　　...

　　 Ignoring other people’s arguments, Wang Yuanliang smiled: "Zhao Huazhi, I watched your battle with Cheng Ting. Although you are very strong, I still want to try!"

　　 Zhao Huazhi nodded gently: "Come on then!"

　　 Ding Yi put his hands together, the others disappeared, and the two appeared in the only ring!

　　 The countdown begins!

　　10!

9! "Dang Cang!" Wang Yuanliang drew his sword first!

8! Zhao Huazhi put his hand on the handle of the knife.

　　7! Wang Yuanliang's knife drooped slightly and put on a strange posture.

　　6! To Zhao Huazhi: "I know you can use two martial arts!"

　　5! "Actually me too!"

　　4! "I just learned jump knife recently!"

　　3! "Meet my strongest sword technique!"

2! "Okay!" Zhao Huazhi held the handle of the knife.

1! "war!"

　　 Wang Yuanliang disappeared in place!

　　 Looking around, there are no people, but listening with ears, only the wind of "hunting".

　　 Zhao Huazhi squinted his eyes: "The disappearance of the knife?"

　　 The knife slid out slightly.

　　 "There can be no sword technique that can make people disappear in this realm. Since it is not on the ground, then..."

　　 "On top!"

　　 Swordsmanship!

　　 "锵!" The long knife went from bottom to top.

　　 "Dang!" But with a blink of an eye, I met the sword cut by Wang Yuanliang!

　　 Wang Yuanliang overturned and fell from the air, leaving Zhao Huazhi away.

　　 The hand holding the knife trembled slightly: "Unexpectedly, it would be difficult to resist with the force of falling! No wonder Cheng Ting's four waves of folding knives failed to beat you!"

　　 Zhao Huazhi received the knife: "You can't beat me just by jumping the knife! Use the strongest knife technique!"

　　Wang Yuanliang shook his head, clenched his right hand with his left hand, and calmed it down: "It's still far away! I haven't tried my best yet!"

　　 once again put on the posture of jumping the sword!

　　 jumped over Zhao Hua and cut off at him with all his might: "This time, can you stop your sword drawing skills!"

　　 The cyan shock wave followed!

　　 Zhao Huazhi looked up at Wang Yuanliang, who was in the center of the shock wave, and spit out: "Sixth level of sword drawing technique!"

　　The silver knife shines into the sky!

　　 The cyan shock wave was easily torn apart, and Wang Yuanliang in the center was also easily knocked off!

　　 In the audience.

　　 "The gap is too big!" Cheng Ting shook his head.

　　 "Zhao Huazhi is so strong! I have decided, he will be my idol in the future!" An unknown fan girl.

　　 "Can't you take a knife?" Gao Cheng was a little shocked.

　　...

　　Wang Yuanliang rolled several times on the ground and fell to the edge of the ring.

　　 spit out a mouthful of blood, stood up with the knife, "Cough! Cough!"

　　 "Sixth level of drawing swordsmanship?"

　　 "A sword-drawing technique used with the strength of six layers of body tempering." Zhao Huazhi explained.

　　 "Punch!" Wang Yuanliang tore off his broken jacket and threw it on the ground.

　　 Seeing the wounds all over his body, he smiled bitterly: "Is the gap so big?"

　　 Holding a knife in both hands, looking at Zhao Huazhi, his voice was a little low: "Then, see the perfect ghost knife!"

　　 The whole person became blurred, and black shadows were drawn out from the movement, revolving around Zhao Huazhi!

　　 Looking at the afterimages around him, Zhao Huazhi frowned: "If I used this trick at the beginning, I might still have difficulty coping with it!"

　　 waved the knife casually to block the knife stabbed by Wang Yuanliang.

　　 "Now, the blood in your body exposes you!"

　　 Repelled Wang Yuanliang, Zhao Huazhi continued.

　　 "You, there is no hope!"

"Not always!"

　　 Suddenly, a low voice came from all around.

　　The black shadows around disappeared, and a circle of **** Wang Yuanliang appeared!

　　 Dozens of Wang Yuanliang waved at him at the same time!

　　 "This is the perfect ghost knife!"

　　 Seeing dozens of Wang Yuanliang, everyone's eyes widened.

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 "Teacher, I want to learn Ghost Sword!"

　　 "Some hits here!"

　　...

　　 There is a smell of blood all around!

　　 Every one seems to be an entity!

　　 Zhao Huazhi did not choose to bet, but stepped forward and cut forward!

　　 The strong wind entangled, quickly penetrated the front of the knife light, and escaped from the encirclement!

　　 "Is this the front cut?"

　　 Looking at Zhao Huazhi in the wind, dozens of Wang Yuanliang spoke at the same time.

　　 "Can you beat us all at the same time?"

　　 A part of Wang Yuanliang rushed towards Zhao Huazhi from all directions, Ghost Blade-Sinister Attack!

　　 The other part leaped high, jumping the knife-falling edge!

　　 In the audience, everyone held their breath and stared at Zhao Huazhi in the wind.

　　 An idea came to mind in unison: "How do you fight this?!"

　　...

　　The center of the wind.

　　 Zhao Huazhi looked at the sky and the surroundings, and put the knife in the scabbard.

　　 said loudly: "Did you forget something? A successful front slash is a range attack!"

　　 Wang Yuanliang snorted: "It's just a tornado! Can it withstand so many attacks?"

　　The black shadow strikes, and the blue falling blade descends!

　　 Zhao Huazhi bends down slightly, holding the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand: "It's really hard to do a simple cutting forward, so add the technique of drawing a sword!"

　　 The sword is out of its sheath!

　　 The silver-white knife light drew a circle across the body!

　　 In the center of the ring, a huge tornado rushes into the sky!

　　 The white shredded the black light, and the tornado bounced away all the fallen blades!

　　 Zhao Huazhi stood up straight.

　　 Sword in the sheath!

　　The ring disappeared!

　　 Ding Yi appeared beside him.

　　...

　　 "???" The audience looked dumbfounded.

　　 "This is the end?"

　　 "Where is Wang Yuanliang?" someone asked.

　　 "By your side!"

　　 The man turned his head and saw Wang Yuanliang sitting there without saying a word!

　　 reached out and poked.

　　 "Brother! What happened just now?"

"I lost."

　　 "How did you lose? I saw a tornado with a ring appear, and it suddenly ended!"

　　Wang Yuanliang clutched his knees with both hands: "The sword-drawing technique killed all the clones on the ring! The tornado blew all the clones out of the ring!"

　　 "What! I can still understand how tornadoes fly. One draw can kill so many clones?"

　　 "I can't understand..." Wang Yuanliang scratched his head.

　　 "By the way, Wang Yuanliang, is Ghost Sword so strong? Can so many clones be separated?" someone asked him.

　　 "The ordinary ghost knife clones are not real, they are all phantoms, and the real body is hidden in it."

　　 "That's not right! I saw with my own eyes that your clone is real, you can talk, it's an entity!"

　　 "The secret technique of the family." Wang Yuanliang briefly mentioned, not wanting to talk more.

　　...

　　 Ding Yi shouted at the virtual space: "Quit!"

　　 Zhao Huazhi twisted before his eyes and returned to the virtual classroom.

　　 took off the helmet.

　　 Xin Zhengping walked to his side: "How is it?"

　　 Gao Cheng answered: "First! Zhao Huazhi is the first!"

　　 Zhao Huazhi was about to speak but found that he had nothing to say, so he nodded.

　　 Xin Zhengping patted Gao Cheng on the head: "Then what about you? It's the same as you!"

　　 "Fourteenth!" Gao Cheng expressed his pride.

　　 Xin Zhengping looked at the others.

　　 "Deep dick!" Everyone's communicator made a sound.

　　 Ding Yi stood on the podium: "The Takebe assessment is over! All the results have been sent to the communicator! Congratulations to Zhao Huazhi for winning the first grade!"

　　 "Teachers, pay attention! Your communicator has also sent the results of the students you brought. If there are unqualified, please stay in school during the holiday to urge them to study!"

　　 "Disband!"

　　...

　　 Xin Zhengping walked back with a group of people.

　　 Send the others back to the apartment, leaving Zhao Huazhi alone.

　　 "What are your plans for the holidays?"