Chapter 123: Falling toward each other

When Wang Yue came on the court, there was still a powerful cheerleader screaming and applauding. He looked very much like the classical man in the painting, with elegant movements, standing in the center of the venue, as if it was a beautiful landscape.

Shan Chenggeng, who was standing opposite, was taciturn and had no popularity in the academy. However, with his outstanding performance in the last game, he was favored by many people.

Wang Yue stood with her hands behind her back, her flowing long hair moving with the wind, giving people a glimpse of the appearance of a paradise. After the two sides clasped each other, Wang Yue took out the pockets inside her clothes and held an exquisite and classic folding fan in her hand.

The folding fan in your hand gives people a unique ornamental feeling.

Wei Dayong: "Is this fan... a weapon?"

Zuoran: "So elegant."

Many viewers at the scene lit up. All the previous games were bare-handed and there was inevitably some aesthetic fatigue. Wang Yue showed off her weapon, which brought a lot of highlights.

Shan Chenggeng frowned slightly, and thought about it carefully. It seemed that he didn't have any weapons. Fortunately, he fought with bare hands. If he won, he would be even more famous. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The game officially began under Wang Yue's first attack. He held a folding fan in his hand and his figure was erratic, leaving behind his back shadows!

Mao Jiamin watched the game with his eyes fixed on his eyes: "Wang Yue's strength is probably more than the early seven-star stage." He has little impression of Wang Yue, but he has not heard of any negative rumors about him so far, so his first impression is much better.

Wang Yue successfully approached with her outstanding body skills, and slapped Shan Chenggeng with a folding fan. Shan Chenggeng suddenly felt a shock in his body, and quickly took a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yue did not give the other party too much time to breathe. She stepped forward with a quick step, and quickly grabbed Shan Chenggeng's left arm, and held the folding fan in the other hand and hit it violently.

"Ah!" Shan Chenggeng only felt that his arm was not his at this time, and the pain swept across his body. He did not expect that he would have no power to fight back when facing Wang Yue.

The game was short, but it was exciting. After Shan Chenggeng said unwillingly, "I admit defeat", it was declared over.

There was constant applause at the scene, especially the female classmates, who were shouting Wang Yue's name like crazy.

"It's a great start. It seems that it's worth it to come early this morning to grab the position."

"It seems that there are many dark horses this time. Before the trial competition started, I always thought that only Zhang Qihong and Mao Jiamin were the most interesting ones. I didn't expect that there is another Wang Yue now."

"It is said that Shan Chenggeng's strength is not weak. Yesterday he won the game easily. I didn't expect today..."

There were many different opinions on the scene, but the topic was always discussed Wang Yue, a new rising star. Even Mao Jiamin took a few more glances at him. Perhaps it was a coincidence that Wang Yue, who walked into the stands, raised her head and looked at each other inadvertently.

What impresses people most often are eyes. The big eyes covered by Wang Yue's long eyelashes are like clear mountain springs. The eyes are bright and deep, like a pool of soft and quiet, clear lake water.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Wang Yue waved his hand first. Mao Jiamin smiled slightly and waved his hand back. Mao Jiamin felt indescribable to Wang Yue, and he actually had the urge to get to know him.

Zuoran: "Jiamin, do you know Wang Yue?"

Wei Dayong: "Brother Jiamin is so amazing, he knows so many experts."

Meet? I really want to go over and say hello. Mao Jiamin: "..."

…

After a brief correction, the students in the second duel came on the field.

I saw Zhang Qihong walking onto the stage with a swagger. Although he was very famous, his evaluation of him was not good. He was almost one-sided, and only a few people who followed Zhang Qihong praised him strongly.

Li Nan, who was confronting Zhang Qihong, looked weak at first sight, but in fact he was a master who had reached seven stars.

Mao Jiamin: "It seems that the leader of the group did not lie to me. It is true that many people have inexplicably achieved the seven-star psychic, and behind it is the mercenary group that is doing it."

No one has ever heard of Li Nan in the academy before, let alone Cultivation, and now he is at the level of a seven-star psychic genius when he appears, which makes people suspicious.

For Zhang Qihong, he did not take Li Nan seriously. He stood in the center of the field with a swagger, and hugged a fist lazily. Before Li Nan could respond, he had already launched an offensive.

Anyone who uses external forces to forcibly improve their strength will have great side effects, and the cost of side effects is unimaginable, including the stagnation of strength, which is undoubtedly the most deadly for a psychic.

Li Nan is obviously a member of the forceful improvement of his strength. He has only a star rating, but the superpower pool in his body has not kept up, which has caused him, a seven-star superpower, to shrink seriously.

After just a few moves, Li Nan could no longer hold on to the fierce offensive and gradually became declining.

The result of the game was not unexpected. Zhang Qihong completely crushed his opponent and successfully defeated Shan Chenggeng in a very short time, winning. Before going on stage, he glanced at Mao Jiamin's position.

Many people also saw Zhang Qihong's small move, and they all began to look forward to the moment when Mao Jiamin and Zhang Qihong were duel, and the real battle between dragons and tigers.

…

After the second group, she did not wait, and the students in the third group were still in their place. Qingyao was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. As the only female psychic on the field, her every move attracted the attention of the majority of male compatriots.

The one who faced Qingyao was a young man named Zhao Yufan. The young man looked bitter at this moment and was under great pressure to a female psychic. What's more, in such a crowded game, there were so many eyes staring at him. If he won, he would be considered to be unfair to win, and if he lost, he would be even more miserable.

Qingyao wore a dark green dress, giving people a very fresh feeling, and she did not carry weapons. Before the game started, Zhao Yufan's scalp was numb. He found that many male spectators on the scene looked at him with threatening eyes.

Wei Dayong smiled quickly: "It's interesting now. After yesterday's competition, Qingyao's popularity has risen to a very high level and has attracted much attention."

Mao Jiamin expressed sympathy: "It's really hard for him. I can only say that my luck is too bad, and the No. 1 chief confirmed."

Zuoran also smirked with her lips.

Qingyao took the lead in clasping her fists, showing off her heroic appearance, and Zhao Yufan was obviously a little embarrassed, but she was obviously irrational in her time, so she also clasped her fists. Seeing that the other party was reluctant to take action, Qingyao, who liked the backhand, had no choice but to make a move.
Chapter completed!