Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 15 Backhand
"Well, it never occurred to me to push me to this extent."

With a sudden sound, Bai Shaoyang retreated two feet away, gnashing his teeth.

"No one will always be better than anyone else. Your glory is no longer. If you are smart, get out of the ring by yourself, or I will drive you down like a dog."

Zhang Shan walked towards him slowly.

"Do you think you've won? It's wishful thinking. I'll make you pay the price."

Bai Shaoyang's face twisted for a while, and he shouted loudly.

"Then let me see what you have to come back."

Zhang Shan sneered, and clasped his hands hard, making a crackling sound from his knuckles.

"The host shouldn't be too complacent, his breath is a bit wrong..."

The voice of Bei Ling suddenly sounded in Zhang Shan's mind.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Shan was stunned, and the stele spirit reminded him that he would definitely not be aimless. He stopped involuntarily, looked at his opponent vigilantly, and asked in his heart.

"He seems to be using a kind of kung fu that hurts both sides. His pupils turned red... This is the formula of burning blood."

Bei Ling said with a trace of dignity in his tone.

"Burning Blood and Transforming Yuan Jue? What kind of exercise is that?" Zhang Shan couldn't help asking.

"Burning Blood and Transforming Yuan Jue is a magic method. It burns one's own blood energy to increase strength. Although it will lose both blood energy and life span afterwards, it will double the combat power in a short period of time."

Zhang Shan was startled, now that he could only gain a slight advantage with all his strength, if Bai's strength doubled, he would definitely not be an opponent.

"The most sensible thing for the host is to give up this game." Bei Ling suggested at this time.

"Is there no other way?" Zhang Shan felt unwilling.

Gaopeng was angered by the surname Bai for his affairs, and was almost deposed. Seeing that he could avenge his friend, and such an accident happened again, how could he be reconciled?
At this time, Bai Shaoyang's pupils had turned blood-colored. He raised his head to the sky and let out a roar like a wolf's howl.

"If the host insists on competing, there is only one way, and that is to let me come." Bei Ling replied quickly.

"Let you come? What do you mean?"

"As long as the host agrees, I can control your body for a short period of time to fight. His burning blood can only last half a quarter of an hour at most. I am sure that I can survive this period of time and win this match for you." Bei Ling said affirmatively.

"Control my body to fight? What will happen to me?" Zhang Shan asked in confusion.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you are clear-headed, but your body is out of your control. There is no time. If you want to make a decision quickly, if you don't, you will immediately admit defeat and leave the field."

"OK then."

Zhang Shan has made a decisive decision, and he will never give up this game as long as he has a chance.

As soon as the words fell, he felt that his body suddenly lost control. Although various tactile sensations were still there, his hands and feet moved involuntarily.

"Zhang Shan, die!"

Before he could react from this strange feeling, he heard Bai Shaoyang yell.

Zhang Shan's eyes shrank, and Bai Shaoyang's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sword shadows all over the sky slashed down with a sharp whistling sound.

Then I felt the true essence in my body turn sharply, and then my body took a step forward, hitting the most prosperous place of the sword shadow.

Zhang Shan was shocked and almost cried out. At this time, his body turned around with a clever step, and the sword shadow in front of him suddenly passed by him, without touching a piece of his clothes.

There were several loud clicks, and the sword strike from Bai Shaoyang's sword actually left several sword marks on the ring paved with lapis lazuli, which shows the strength of this sword.

When he missed the hit, Bai Shaoyang let out a loud shout, slid around and swung his sword towards him again.

At this time, the body controlled by Bei Ling took a wrong step ahead of time and rushed out from a blind corner, as if anticipating Bai Shaoyang's next move.

"It's amazing... It seems like you can predict the future... Could this be to predict the enemy's opportunity?"

This idea floated in Zhang Shan's mind.

After a few short breaths, he was able to adapt to the awkward feeling in his body, feeling that he was watching the current battle from a detached perspective.

The aura on Bai Shaoyang's body became more and more fierce, and the sword in his hand moved faster than each other. With a sharp chirping sound, the sword gang released filled the sky above the ring.

The students in the audience were stunned by the battle situation on the field. Bai Shaoyang's sword power and damage did not look like what a fighter at the first level of the spiritual martial arts could unleash.

As for his opponent, Zhang Shan, although he looks embarrassed and his clothes have been cut into countless holes, he hasn't been injured yet, and he seems to be going on.

The museum owner Yan Zhengying and the supervisor Wu Qishun also looked shocked. They obviously didn't expect an ordinary school competition to reach this level.

Zhang Shan was completely relieved at this time. According to this situation, once the time for Bai Shaoyang's outbreak passed, he would undoubtedly lose.

After he settled down, he began to experience Bei Ling's attack with his heart. With his super comprehension ability now, he had a new understanding of the timing in the battle after a while.

"His time is almost up."

Just when he was immersed in this feeling, Bei Ling suddenly said.

Zhang Shan woke up, and saw that Bai Shaoyang's face was sweating profusely, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching uncontrollably, with a look of pain.

"Do you really think this kind of skill of burning blood and transforming yuan is so easy to use? Brahma blood burning blood is to burn your own blood energy. There is no blood on the surface, but the blood in the body is decreasing. It is the same as blood loss from an injury. But ten breaths away."

Zhang Shan had a happy smile on his face, looking at Bai Shaoyang like a cat playing with a mouse.

Bai Shaoyang felt a burst of weakness in his body and knew that he couldn't hold on any longer. Seeing Zhang Shan's sneer, he suddenly let out a desperate roar, and threw out the last sword with all his strength.

"boom……"

There was a loud bang, Bei Ling didn't dodge this time, and used an Overlord Disarmor in the Four Elephant Fist, and shook it hard.

Zhang Shan's feet were nailed in place, motionless as a mountain, Bai Shaoyang's whole body swayed, and he took two steps back, the long sword in his hand was shaken and flew out of his hand, falling two feet away with a clang.

"He's no longer able to do it, what else to do is up to you."

While speaking, Bei Ling retreated to his sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Shan felt that he had regained control of his body, and raised his eyes to see his tottering opponent. He no longer hesitated, took two steps forward, and punched Bai Shaoyang's sea of ​​energy with a punch with all his strength.

"You stop me!"

At this moment, the referee Sun Yiming shouted loudly from behind, and at the same time a strong wind hit his back.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Shan's eyes. The surnamed Sun actually killed him in order to save this guy. If he didn't get out of the way, even if Bai Shaoyang was crippled, he would be seriously injured.

With a sneer on his face, he suddenly turned his fists into claws, grabbed Bai Shaoyang's waist, turned around and greeted him, and at the same time caught his back waist and threw out his palm.

"Bah!"

"what!"

Sun Yiming's sharp punch directly hit Bai Shaoyang's air sea.

This guy let out a horrible howl, and his whole body was rolled up like a dead shrimp, fell to the ground and twitched twice before being silent.

(End of this chapter)