Yang Sheng, who had been standing below to watch the battle, also realized something was wrong. Originally, his eyes were always on his sister, not anything else. He was just worried that Yang Ling would take action without restraint and cause irreparable consequences. But he didn't expect that this thin and thin human boy could withstand for so long, which was beyond his expectations.

In the eyes of others, those last few strokes were just a lucky chance under passive defense, but Yang Sheng saw it clearly, which was clearly a disguised lead to a snake out of the hole.

He began to doubt the origin of this human teenager.

Being knocked down by humans was a big blow to Yang Ling's self-esteem, but she was not as ashamed and angry as Wei Huan thought. Instead, she stood up silently, staring at Wei Huan with beautiful almond eyes, and her chin was still proudly raised.

"Whoever makes you unable to do it anymore, you can do the most ruthless ones if you have the ability."

As she said that, she rushed up again, with a windy figure, and spoke in her slightly tender voice, "The weak chicken is not worthy of being my opponent."

Wei Huan smiled and took a step back and avoided her fierce attack, and couldn't help but curl up. "Okay, I'll just think you recognize my abilities."

The last grain of sand flowed from the huge hourglass above his head, and he turned around for half a circle in the air and settled again.

"The first half ended."

After only three minutes of halftime break, Wei Huan checked the main injured parts of his body. He never cared about this before, but now he is a human body and is not resistant to arthritis. When his head turned back, Wei Huan found something seemed to be stuck on his shoulders, so he reached out to grab it.

A small white ball of sea urchin lies in the palm of his palm.

Damn, this is not... there is no place to hide. Wei Huan pretended that nothing happened and threw the small fur ball aside, but it actually jumped back while shouting, bounced high on the ground, stuck directly on Wei Huan's head, and made a happy whimpering sound.

"You are selling me..." Wei Huan's eyes unconsciously glanced at Yun Yongzhou, but the other party was looking at him, with more other things than before.

He thought he would not be entangled by this ball of hair after his death...

This little thing is his old friend.

When Wei Huan was on the mission, this guy stuck to him and crept into the mountains and seas. He couldn't drive him away from now on. He didn't know what kind of monster it was. He seemed to be unaggressive and could only become bigger and smaller.

"I found this thing to recognize people." Yang Sheng analyzed, "Look, no matter who you stick it to, he will eventually return to you. And no matter what others use illusions to turn you, this little thing can find you."

Wei Huan said helplessly, "Isn't it? Last time I asked someone to help me hide and skip class, this guy stuck to me and exposed me alive. Pig teammate."

Hearing this sentence, the little fur ball on his shoulder let out a grievance. Wei Huan turned to look at him, "You still want to cry, I will nail you with the wind blade."

The small fur ball immediately became smaller, shrinking into the size of a small scarab, and slipped under Wei Huan's collar.

Wei Huan and Yang Sheng stood in the Fuyao square in Shanhai Square. Next door was Yan Sui. After Yun Yongzhou appeared less than a minute, the square on both sides caused a commotion. Wei Huan turned his head and took a few unconscious eyes.

There was only a gap of more than ten centimeters between them. One was wearing a navy blue Fuyao school uniform and the other was wearing a crimson Yansui uniform, and the same crowd center.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the small whimpering monster suddenly jumped out and jumped between the two of them. The volume quickly expanded into a large whipping ball with a diameter of more than ten centimeters, which happened to be stuck between Yun Yongzhou and Wei Huan's arms.

"I'll go, what are you doing?" Wei Huan reached out to pull the ball, but he couldn't pull it away. The more he pulled it, the louder he screamed. The flag-raising ceremony had begun, and the director of the teaching was on stage. Wei Huan was so panicked that he quickly asked it to shut up, "Shh--I'll call you again! Hurry up, let go of me."

Yun Yongzhou's brows frowned, and Wei Huan became even more embarrassed when he saw this, "I swear I didn't instigate him."

It seems that there is a little no silver here.

Wei Huan tried to move toward him, but the fur ball was stuck tightly, and Yun Yongzhou was also pulled. He frowned and said nothing. The light blade had already flew out and rushed straight towards the fur ball. The fur ball was so scared that he screamed wildly.

"Oh no, no, no!" Wei Huan reached out to block the light blade. The sharp tip was only a slight difference in his skin. Yun Yongzhou stared at Wei Huan with his cold amber pupils, and did not withdraw the light blade.

"You stab him and you will die." Wei Huan lowered his voice, carefully pulled out his hand, and then held the light blade to pull it away. Unexpectedly, he couldn't pull it away at all. He was very embarrassed. He had to laugh and pull the small hairball, but he still couldn't pull it.

It's so embarrassing. Wei Huan took a deep breath and loved anyone. Let's talk about it if you stick to the flag-raising ceremony.

But Yun Yongzhou didn't want to be stuck with Wei Huan like this, and the girls behind him had already started to discuss it. He put away the light blade and pulled his right arm impatiently.

"Yeah!"

Wei Huan was dragged into the middle of two square formations, and one of them staggered and almost fell down.

"Fuck." Wei Huan was also anxious. Do you think I was willing to stick with you? Thinking of this, he raised his left arm and pulled it hard to the right. Yun Yongzhou was also pulled a little, and his feet were unstable.

He seemed even more angry, and waved his arms suddenly, with an astonishing force. Wei Huan was directly pulled to Yansui square formation by him, knocking Yun Yongzhou to the ground, fortunately pressing him onto his body.

"Hey! Hey...hey..."

Gravity and inertia are a pair of push and pull masters, forcing the two teenagers to choose a close connection method.

The wind that followed Wei Huan tossed Yun Yongzhou's forehead, revealing the beautiful flame pattern. His eyes fell on it like a fallen leaf, but he moved down unconsciously, facing Yun Yongzhou's eyes.

In those eyes that were as clear as the snow had just melted, he saw himself slightly surprised.

Damn wool balls.

"Countdown to the second half." Yun Yongzhou's cold and self-confident voice pulled Wei Huan out of his memories. He turned his head to look at the man. His face was still an impeccable and cold look, and there was an irresistible sense of nobility at all times.

The small fur ball above his head moved to Wei Huan's shoulders, making a slight moaning sound.

He seemed to have found no flaws. Wei Huan thought, or maybe Yun Yongzhou didn't remember anything about him at all, but just a small fur ball monster who only sticks to him. How could the noble son of the Sun remember?

Wei Huan took a deep breath. There were only ten seconds left in the countdown. He was seriously considering whether he should give up, but he was not sure whether his current results were enough to enter the mountain and sea at the end of the crane. If he gave up like this, he would likely be wasted all his previous efforts.

Yang Ling raised his left hand, and a flame began to accumulate in his palm, and the red flame gradually turned into a blooming red lotus.

The opponent is Bi Fangniao. How could he win?

"You have backbone, and I won't surrender when I meet this lady." Yang Ling's fingers whirlwind and gathered together, the fire lotus disappeared without a trace, and when the slender jade fingers were turned open again, a red lotus appeared in the palm of his palm again, "But..."

More than a dozen red lotus flew towards Wei Huan in an instant, and the hot fire broke through the wind.

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows and his breasts were soft, "You may be beaten to death by me like this."

Wei Huan shook his body and avoided these fire lotus one by one, and looked at Yang Ling's eyes panting. These tricks were just appetizers for Yang Ling and were not worth mentioning at all.

Seeing that Wei Huan, who had been shattering before, stopped talking, Yang Ling smiled, and the purple demon marks at the end of her eyes were raised beautifully. Behind her, a pair of dark blue red spotted wings spread out, and flew into the sky, flapping her wings and rolling up a strong wind.

Wei Huan lowered his head, and the huge wind force made him almost unable to open his eyes. His feet moved back little by little. This thin body could not resist the demonic wind at all.

In the past, he never thought that he would be forced back by the wind.

Yang Ling raised her hands and said, "I don't know how to be tactful." She whispered, "Then let's fight quickly, so that my brother won't say I'm bullying you." After that, she threw the red lotus in the palm of her hands hard on the ground, and two huge red lotus exploded in an instant.

Bang! Bang! Two consecutive loud noises, the location where Wei Huan was standing had exploded, and the smoke of gunpowder was like thick fog, covering everyone's sight.

The audience in the stands were also worried.

"I'm afraid this human is not good, right?"

"Bi Fang is indeed powerful. The fire technique has the strongest attack power, but this little girl did not directly target the human boy's vital points, so she still didn't want to kill him."

"After all, this kind of game is very boring. How can there be no monster willing to fight with humans? It's so embarrassing."

The thick smoke gradually dissipated, and a figure stood in the smoke.

It had not fallen yet... Yang Ling frowned, waved his forearm, and a red lotus rushed straight toward Wei Huan's right leg. The fire lotus like artillery fire suddenly exploded. As she wished, Wei Huan's right knee could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"If you continue to fight like this, you won't be able to stand up in a short while."

"If you can't stand up, you'll lose."

Yang Ling was too lazy to continue pulling, and the same method was done again. Wei Huan completely knelt down on both knees and supported the ruins with his palms.

Yun Yongzhou looked at him kneeling in the ruins, and the smoke hid his face. His posture made him think of another person.

He didn't understand why this human did not choose to surrender. No matter how professional he received, he could not defeat a fire monster with a strong bloodline.

The only possibility...

Yang Sheng, who had been standing below watching the battle, suddenly flew up and stopped in the air and stared at the human boy carefully.

[He seemed to be unable to move.] Yang Sheng used the mind transmission technique to Yun Yongzhou and gave him a look.

Yun Yongzhou looked back at Yang Sheng indifferently, without saying a word, but just looked at Wei Huan.

This is the fact. Wei Huan did not want to surrender, but he was unable to move at this moment!

His whole body was tingling and his limbs were stiff, as if it was because the violent fights before triggered the toxicity of the hook and kiss inside his body. Now, he can't even stand up, let alone confrontation.

As long as Yang Ling fired the last blow to his chest, he would definitely fall down and couldn't stand up.

"I will not torture you anymore. After all, you are still a species in this weak race." Yang Ling rolled up his fingers with his ponytails on the side of his face, opened his right arm suddenly, facing Wei Huan's palm, and a huge red lotus flew towards Wei Huan's hanging head like an arrow.

In the flash of lightning, Wei Huan felt that his body was beginning to be out of his control.

His head suddenly raised, and at the moment when the fire lotus was about to hit, the force that came from somewhere seemed to have grabbed the bones of his body from the sky spirit cover and forced him to look directly at the red lotus.

Ascension was shocked, [Yun Yongzhou, who would die like this!]

Yun Yongzhou raised his hand and the light shield had already flew out. Unexpectedly, something even more surprising happened the next moment.

Yang Ling's fire lotus actually stopped at a place less than three centimeters from Wei Huan's eyebrows!

"How could it be..." Yang Ling pushed open his palm with force, but she felt a powerful force for nothing, preventing the red lotus driven by herself from continuing to approach. She once again moved her spirit, and even stretched out her left hand to hold her right wrist, but the power became stronger and stronger, "What's going on..."

The two forces pulled and fought. Wei Huan seemed to be manipulated in a short period of time, and this was not his ability at all.

Bang--

Yang Ling finally lost the battle. The fire lotus seemed to be pushed out, and a mushroom cloud filled with smoke was blown out in the air. Wei Huan's body softened, and the impact force brought by the explosion bounced up and flew out of the chess platform.

Just as Yang Sheng was about to fly to catch him, Yun Yongzhou's light rope arrived first and entangled Wei Huan in the coma.

Although he grabbed him in time, Yun Yongzhou was indeed a little dazed. He frowned and looked at his hands that had not moved at all.

The fire of the fingertips pounded and crackled.

But he didn't summon fire just now.

With his wrist flipped, the light rope wrapped around the boy's body and raised it, thrown in the air, and was taken into his arms by Yun Yongzhou with his wings spread out.

The wind blew away his forehead, revealing the strange face that was in a coma.

His heart hit his empty chest violently, his chest was stuffy, and his fingers couldn't help but clench. This was the first time in seven years.
Chapter completed!