Chapter 64

  Fan Anbing looked at the black giant sword in Gu Fenghua’s hand, his face difficult to look: "What do you mean? Look down on me and don't draw the sword?"

  The giant sword in Gu Fenghua's hand has not been out of its sheath! The black cloth strip entangles the sword body and scabbard into one body, and it is completely unclear what this sword looks like. And what is strange is that those black cloth strips were not cut off by Fan Anbing's sword!

   "Yes, I look down on you. You are not worthy of me to draw a sword." Gu Fenghua smiled slightly. Her smile will always look so delicate and beautiful, which makes people unable to feel sick. But what he said was full of mockery.

  Fan Anbing's face became even more ugly, the other party has repeatedly humiliated so violently, can he bear it?

   "Looking for death!" Fan Anbing stepped forward with his right foot and stepped hard. At this moment, his whole aura changed, suddenly rose, and his eyes began to flush.

   There was a commotion in the stage, and everyone could see that Fan Anbing seemed to have some extraordinary means to improve his strength, but he didn't know if it hurt his body.

Jiang Ziyi and others knew it: "This is Fan Anbing's bloodthirsty state. It is as ferocious as a beast, and his strength can be instantly raised to Rank 9. What should I do? Fenghua is not his opponent. It's still too late to abstain." After Jiang Ziyi said this, he looked at Gu Fenghua worriedly. Although Gu Fenghua's strength surprised him, Fan Anbing seemed to be even better. This is how to do? The charming little beauty, hit her body, hurt his heart.

  Wu Yongjun looked at Jiang Ziyi with a caring eye for the mentally retarded, and said nothing.

  Fatty Bai completely ignored Jiang Ziyi, but fixedly looked at the stage with extremely cold eyes.

  "Aren't you a good friend of Fenghua? Why are you not in a hurry, let Fenghua abstain." Jiang Ziyi hurriedly said to Fatty Bai.

  Fatty Bai gave Jiang Ziyi a look and sneered: "Just your brain, don't worry, Fenghua will never see you."

   "What do you mean?" Jiang Ziyi was taken aback first, and then said angrily.

  "Literally, see for yourself." Fatty Bai stopped talking, but continued to look at the competition table.

   Jiang Ziyi also turned to look at the competition platform, and saw Gu Fenghua and Fan Anbing fight again!

  Everyone can see that Fan Anbing is unusual, and of course he also saw the white light on his body even more dazzling. The eight sacred beads between the foreheads have become eight real and one imaginary, which adds up to nine holy beads. The nine sacred beads were spinning rapidly, Fan Anbing's eyes were red, and the muscles on his body burst out, and his aura continued to climb.

  On the stand, Wei Haiyun, the dean of the well-known academy, glanced at Ran Hongxue, wanting to see him frowning, only to see him smiling and looking forward to it.

   "What are you expecting?" Wei Haiyun asked. The Ninth Stage Fighting Saint is probably the highest strength among the new students. Although this Ninth-Rank is a fake, it should not be underestimated.

   "Watch the show." Ran Hongxue said with a smile.

   "What a good show..." Wei Haiyun just finished speaking, turned his head to look at the competition stage, and his voice stopped abruptly.

  What did he see?

  He saw Gu Fenghua's body, and a blue light burst out! ! !

  Is my old eyes dizzy? Wei Haiyun suddenly doubted himself at this moment, he blinked vigorously, and finally confirmed that he had no dizziness, and the cyan light that erupted from Gu Fenghua's body was indeed the sage of the Fa.

  (End of this chapter)

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