However, her lower jaw stopped moving halfway through retraction, and her teeth could not bite off her tongue smoothly.

Not only that, as she continued to struggle, black blood vessels began to appear on half of Arongduo's originally clear face, and bloodshot eyes also appeared in the left eyeball.

"Uh...uh..."

The saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth that could not be closed, and flowed to the ground. Arongduo kept his mouth open, clutching his head and struggling like a dead fish stranded on the shore.

Embarrassed.

In this state, even Bai Yuhuan, who looked at her most unpleasantly, took a step back in fright, protecting her fishing rod with a frightened expression.

"You can't kill yourself... can you?"

But Bi Shui walked over as if he was not surprised, squatted down, and covered Arongduo's left face with his palm.

"You can't commit suicide before you finish the mission... You will die if you don't complete the mission. The rules on your side are still as strict as before... I don't understand why you like this Gu worm in your brain so much."

Arongduo's forehead was covered with cold sweat due to the severe pain, her left eye grunted and moved wildly, as if she was not under her own control, and the silver ring accessories on her body jingled due to the shaking of her body.

"No, you don't care about me...you, kill me...forget it..."

"There is no reason for a teacher to kill a student. If you don't want me to take out the Gu worm for you, I will just keep it."

Bi Shui sighed softly, and put his palm on Arongduo's face with a "slap", a burst of emerald green light rippled, followed the green light, half of Arongduo's face was covered. The black blood vessels in his body also gradually receded, and the left eyeball returned to normal.

"Ha woo... ha... ha..."

Panting heavily, Arongduo held her throat, her hair was stuck to her face because of the saliva from the corner of her mouth, she took off her bun, covered her left face with her loose hair, and stared at Bishui with her head down: "Just now... why... didn't you kill me?"

"Haha... Your speech is back to normal?"

Bi Shui stretched her waist, pulled Arongduo up from the ground, and patted her clothes with her hand: "Okay, okay, you lost today...but don't be discouraged, you still have four days left anyway." Years. Take your time—there’s always a chance to kill one or two people in this classroom!”

Fei who stood watching from the side frowned and raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, is it too late for me to quit now?"

"No, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously~"

Bi Shui laughed lazily, then pointed to Fei where Bai Yuhuan and Arongduo fought: "Now it's your turn, hurry up."

Chapter 8 Mi Xintong

Bishui ordered Bai Yuhuan to take Arong Duo to the school medical center. Although she didn't know what would happen to the two people who had always been at odds with each other, Bishui didn't seem to worry about this issue, she just urged the next step. The two people on the field hurried over to prepare to fight.

The next match will be the duel between Fei and Mi Xintong.

These two people were not as tense as the previous pair. Fei frowned and hugged his shoulders, looking at Mi Xintong who was standing opposite him, who was almost half the size of him, as if he didn't want to do anything.

Mi Xintong took a deep breath, raised her head to look at Fei, and stretched out her hands: "Come on, that... Fei, classmate Fei. Don't think you are bullying me, I am ready."

"Ah? You haven't seen where it has become stronger?"

Fei scratched his head, but still respected his deskmate, and took out his weapon from the storage ring—a long-handled iron hammer.

Fei's height was already 1.7 meters five, and the long-handled sledgehammer was almost as tall as she was. When the hammer head was lifted up, it could almost cover half of Mi Xintong's body.

Fei with fierce eyes frowned and looked at Mi Xintong, and reconfirmed: "Do you really want to fight? Why don't you make the rules, and I'll listen to you."

"It's fine to play normally."

As the atmosphere of the war gradually ignited, Mi Xintong's expression became serious, and she gently raised her hand: "Well, I'm the one who has won to this point anyway, don't worry about me too much, classmate Fei."

"I also really want to see what kind of tricks you have hidden in your little arms and legs, show your tricks!"

Fei grabbed the sledgehammer, and just swung it with one hand, a thorn of soil sprang up from the ground and rushed towards Mi Xintong.

This earth thorn is just the lowest level of earth system Taoism, but Mi Xintong did not dare to neglect, she took two steps back to try to avoid it, but found that although the speed of the earth thorn is not fast, it will follow her closely As she continued to turn the ground into thorns, she gritted her teeth and raised her left hand.

"A reality that ends abruptly!"

click!

The spreading soil thorn stopped in front of Mi Xintong.

Fei didn't notice any aura of spiritual energy running, but now that her attack method had been restrained, she also quickly swung the hammer—no...not right.

The hammer did not move at all.

The arm didn't react.

Fei tried to drive his body in amazement, but found that his body seemed to be frozen in place. He didn't obey the order, and every muscle in his body was maintained in a certain state, unable to move at all.

Mi Xintong smiled apologetically, then raised her right hand: "Falsehood born from this!"

click!

The voice sounded again, and Fei felt that her body had regained its freedom, but at the moment when the consciousness recovered, her arm swung in the opposite direction involuntarily—no, it should be said that the hammer in her hand was moving towards It moved back in the direction completely opposite to the movement trajectory just now, causing the arm to be pulled completely.

At the same time, the soil thorns that had stopped just now suddenly extended back, and the newly born soil thorns hit the original soil thorns, making a pattering sound, and the broken soil slag fell all over the ground, and those ferocious thorns The ground thorns also turned into thick soil dotted on the surface with the continuous impact.

"What trick is this?"

After finally adjusting his physical condition, Fei asked curiously.

Mi Xintong didn't pursue either, but just put down her hands and scratched her head, explaining falteringly: "I don't know how to tell you... Anyway, just, just... I can 'record' and 'fix' everything The 'direction' of the items, and then reverse them in the original direction... That, in short, is..."

"Fixed? Record? What are you talking about? What did you just take a note down?"

"No, that's just an abstract statement, that is..."

Fei didn't understand, but Hang Yanling, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, understood and was greatly shocked: "Fuck, super power!"

"Yes, it's superpowers..."

Mi Xintong said helplessly: "So, Fei, do you want to continue fighting?"

"Although I don't quite understand what you're talking about, it's very interesting. Come on."

Fei showed a rare smile, and raised the hammer on the ground for the second time: "In short, I probably figured out the way just now, let me try again."

"Okay, come on."

Mi Xintong did not take the initiative to attack, but stood still and waited for Fei's attack.

This time Fei still summoned the soil thorn, but what was different was that this time Fei followed the soil thorn and ran towards Mi Xintong, raising his hammer high and smashing it down.

Mi Xintong repeated the old trick and raised his left hand.

[The reality that stopped abruptly] The soil thorn, the sledgehammer, and Fei stagnated in midair.

Raise your right hand.

[False born from this] turns everything back.

The soil thorns were crushed and destroyed, and accumulated together with the thick soil just now, and Fei also flew out backwards because the action of swinging the sledgehammer was "reversed".

Just when Mi Xintong was about to let go, there was a rumbling sound behind him.

A dirt slope slammed into her back and pushed her forward.

This is the forward-moving soil slope that Fei created behind Mi Xintong when he summoned the soil thorns. Because the direction was reversed, the slope that should have been far away from Mi Xintong suddenly turned back, because of the terrain. Being huge, he pushed her straight to Fei who had just landed.

Fei smiled and raised his sledgehammer to meet Mi Xintong who was being pushed over: "I just need to beat you before you raise your hand?"

"The phantom body that turns the mirror and reincarnates."

Snapped.

Mi Xintong, who was being pushed by the soil slope, suddenly shattered into hundreds of flaky pieces, embedded in the soil slope like a shattered hollow ceramic doll. cold.

There was something cold and sharp metal on her lower back, and at the same time, Mi Xintong's voice came from behind.

"This... is that... teleportation or something like that, record a target point, and then clip the me just now, presupposing that I will appear here in the next moment... and so on..."

Mi Xintong was holding two iron chopsticks against Fei's lower back. If these were knives or daggers, the winner was already clear.

The soil slope was broken up half a meter in front of Dafei by Fei urgently with a hammer.This was originally a layer of soft soil made to prevent Mi Xintong from being hurt. After being broken up, the flying sand covered Fei's body.

"Puff, cough... these little tricks of yours are really weird, fun, and very interesting."

Fei patted the dirt on his body, let go of the hammer, and signaled his surrender.

Mi Xintong also breathed a sigh of relief, carefully stuffed the chopsticks back into his pocket, looked up at Fei who turned around, and said with a shy smile: "It's fine if you approve of me, but I'm also very happy... that , you were thinking of me in the classroom just now."

Fei coughed in embarrassment: "Stop talking, it's my fault to judge people by their appearance, but I have a question for you."

"Ok?"

"Why do you have to call out the names of your tricks so loudly? You can use them the second time without calling them out. What's sudden, what's false..."

"Ah...this..."

Mi Xintong froze for a moment, and her face turned red visibly.

Standing by the side and watching the battle, Hang Yanling couldn't help shouting: "I'm super, I'm suffering from the second disease!!"

"no!"

Mi Xintong looked at Hang Yanling in a panic, and waved her hands at a loss: "Well, I need to let my brain distinguish the information of each ability activation, and then, I feel that the seven-character word is very difficult to read. By the way, just think of a way..."

"I'm super, and I even named my skills!"

"I'm just making it easier to distinguish, well, I don't think this is very handsome..."

"You obviously have it! Your eyes are bright when you say this word, I can see it!"

"I'm not, I'm not..."

Hang Yanling looked at Mi Xintong in shock: "Don't look at me, it's so embarrassing that I can't hold back, my toes are already stuck in the ground and I can't pull them out!"

Mi Xintong, whose face was as red as a tomato, stomped her feet, clenched her fists and widened her teary eyes: "What's so embarrassing!? This is not normal..."

"My God, don't you still feel that your name is very good!?"

"I do not have……"

"You fart! I can see that you have written several small notebooks for the design of the names of these skills!"

"Where...it's obvious...only five versions have been written..."

"Don't look at me like that! I have a disease that will kill me if I am watched by the second disease!"

"Ugh...I..."

Mi Xintong, who won, didn't get half a penny of happiness, but was almost ashamed by Hang Yanling.

Hang Yanling stared and complained for a long time before she came back to her senses and rubbed her face.

There's no way, it's true that you played beautifully just now, but the names of these skills are too low.

Hang Yanling, who has lived in the world of comprehension for nearly 400 years, has not felt such a high concentration of secondary school for no one knows how long.

Although she herself didn't realize that she is also an embarrassing existence who has lived for more than 300 years, and the way of speaking is still as embarrassing as a teenager...

Bi Shui stood aside and listened for a long time, then murmured after a long time: "I couldn't even understand a single sentence of the conversation between you two just now, what are you talking about?"

"what……"

"Uh……"

Because of excessive shame, Mi Xintong didn't know how to deal with it.But Hang Yanling said wittyly: "Earlier, the uncle showed me the relevant book, so I recognized it immediately."

"Ah, Eldest Sister Zishui...Since this is the case, it is understandable."

Bi Shui shook his head with a wry smile, then looked at Hang Yanling and Mi Xintong.

"Next, you guys have another fight, or let Xiaomi have a rest first? But I don't think she seems very tired."

While Mi Xintong was still immersed in the shame, Hang Yanling quickly raised her hand and shouted: "I surrender!"

This quick surrender made Bi Shui unresponsive, she hummed, and looked at Hang Yanling: "What's the matter, Ling'er, you don't want to fight?"

"No, I just don't want to be the class monitor. I think classmate Xiaomi is very, very suitable for this position, so I just let him go."

After Hang Yanling spoke righteously, he lowered his head and asked, "Should we finish the fight like this?"

"Ah."

"Then I have something to say to classmate Mi Xintong, so I won't accompany you for now."

Having said that, Hang Yanling turned around and walked over to Mi Xintong who was still in a daze, and dragged her half-forcibly into the grove.

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"What you just used is really a superpower?"

While walking side by side with Mi Xintong, Hang Yanling asked, "There shouldn't be such a thing in this world, right?"

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