Smash All Pots and Pans To Go to School

"I'm optimistic about you." Before Wei San passed, Lu Zhengxin suddenly said.

Wei San: "???"

His voice was neither loud nor low, but it was enough for everyone to hear. Zong Zhengyue's eyes became more oppressive, and Wei San felt that as soon as he went up, he would be beaten to death by him.

As a former commander of the main team of the Pingtong Academy, Lu Zhengxin is considered to be the senior of Zong Zhengyue, and he said this to give her hatred.

Zong Zhengyue people have their own weapons, Wei San wants to go over to pick them, she stood in front of the weapon rack for a while, and finally chose the whip instead of the knife.

The teachers standing next to each other exchanged eye contact with each other. In the end, Wei San was brave enough to change weapons.

"Ready?" Shan Gong Yangling stood beside the timer and pressed the button with his finger, "Five-second countdown."

At the moment of jumping to zero in a second, Wei San and Zong Zhengyue moved almost simultaneously and attacked each other.

The moment the long spear stabbed at Wei San, the whip also made a cracking sound and threw it towards Zong Zhengyue.

One of the two lowered their bodies and the other jumped into the air, avoiding the first attack.

Zong Zhengyue was in midair, and the long spear took advantage of the upper part to stab Wei San again.

Because the speed was too fast, a huge airflow was generated, and the red tassels on the long spear were hunting, and Wei San was forced to half kneel on the ground and could not stand up straight. Her whip was swung into the air, not to defend against Zong Zhengyue The long gun, but wrapped around his feet, and pulled down forcefully, indirectly destroying the weapon offensive.

At the same time, Wei San turned around on the ground for half a circle, the long gun was sticking straight one centimeter away from her eyes, and the scattered red ying slapped her face, and there were a few red marks in an instant. How powerful is the gun.

Not to mention the gun. The cracked floor around the head.

At this moment, Zong Zhengyue was entangled in his feet by Wei San's whip and was pulled down from the air. He fell to the ground and wanted to break free. Wei San grabbed the whip forcefully, got up from the ground, and pulled it tight again. bondage.

Zong Zhengyue's jaw tightened, and it seemed that he wanted to brute force to break the whip, and pulled out his long spear to attack her again.

At this time, Wei San lifted his foot and kicked the spear. Zong Zhengyue retracted his arm, shortened the length of the spear, and aimed the spear's head at her leg. Wei San was not surprised, she turned over directly over the long spear, released the whip at the same time, and took the opportunity to throw it on Zong Zhengyue's ass.

The quality of the training clothes of Pingtong Academy is very good, and the whip was thrown up, but it didn't break.

Seeing this, Wei San couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, her whip not only caused Zong Zhengyue to explode, but also silenced the teachers and students who were watching.

This attack, replaced by others, is at best a follow-up. But if the attacker was Wei San, it was hard not to guess that this was her intentional whip to hit Zong Zhengyue's ass.

Young Master Liao looked excited, he twisted in place, and sighed: "This is to apply what you have learned, to inherit the master's method! Unfortunately, I am the second game, otherwise I have to learn to attack Dafa."

Quinli Eli, who heard him talking nearby, subconsciously imagined this scene, and his expression gradually became serious. The people of the Damocles Military Academy were indeed as shameless as others said.

Zong Zhengyue held the long spear tightly and stared at Wei San: "You... die here today for me."

There is a time limit for the battle, but other people must not interfere in any way during this period, which corresponds to the last sentence of the original notice, regardless of casualties.

Wei San raised his eyebrows slightly and learned his sentence pattern: "You... ripped my pants today."

Not to mention Zong Zhengyue, the main team members of the Pingtong Academy listened to her words, and who would not be so angry that they were about to vomit blood, this is clearly a naked personality insult.

It's a pity that their pavilion master is not good at this kind of language stimulation, and he was so angry that Wei San was so angry that his action speed was doubled.

Wei San swung his whip to suppress Zong Zhengyue, preventing him from getting close, and using every opportunity to widen the distance between the two.

Looking at the sparring situation on the field, Lu Zhengxin snorted and commented: "Both of them are medium-sized mecha soldiers, Wei San still lacks the powerful attack power of Zongzheng Yueren. On the battlefield Zongzheng The more people can play a bigger role.”

He stood near the main team of Damocles, saying that Wei San was not very good, and the others naturally quit.

Huo Xuanshan said politely: "Commander Lu, this is not a live broadcast, so you don't have to be so dedicated, continue to explain."

Lu Zhengxin was stunned for a moment, then slowly reacted, he was scolded. However, he still maintained a good temper and smiled: "You are right, I won't say it."

The people from the Imperial Military Academy stood opposite Damocles Military Academy, Ying Xingjue stared at Wei San in the field, she was stalling for time.

I don't know why, Wei San always chose the time-consuming and laborious but relatively simple style of play first. If he can drag and play, he will just go through it like this, but he is willing to take it seriously.

"You try to delay the game in the afternoon, and you will break out at the end." Ying Xingjue turned to Ji Chuyu and said, "In the last five minutes, show all your strength."

Ying Xing never wanted to give Wei San a chance to break out. She should know that sometimes delaying will only make the chances of saving the battle situation less and less.

"Okay." Ji Chuyu agreed.

In the field, Zong Zhengyue also found that Wei San never let him get close. He looked at her with cold eyes, suddenly raised his arms, and threw his long spear at Wei Sanmianmen.

Wei San couldn't dodge in time, so he could only raise his hand and wave the whip to entangle the long spear.

However, Zong Zhengyue did not stop in place, but at the moment when the long spear was thrown, the people also moved and ran in the same direction.

When Wei San's whip was entangled, he had come to the middle of the long gun, stretched out his hand to hold it tightly, and stabbed at the middle of Wei San's neck with added force.

She did not have any shielding protection, the whip was wrapped around the long gun, and the whole person was completely exposed to Zong Zhengyue.

Wei San was too late to dodge, left and right, one leg stood on the spot, one leg was lifted straight up, perpendicular to the ground, and he directly lifted his leg and kicked the long gun.

At this moment, the head of the gun had touched Wei San's neck, she raised her legs and kicked Zong Zhengyue's long gun, and the moment the black boots kicked the gun on her body, she made a dull sound.

The long gun was kicked into the air, Wei San raised his head and avoided the gun. And Zong Zhengyue raised his leg at the same time and kicked directly on her knee.

Wei San bent his legs on the ground and knelt down heavily, his knees and the soles of the other leg all lost consciousness, no pain, only endless numbness.

At the moment when he knelt down, Wei San threw his hands hard and hit Zong Zhengyue's butt again, making a loud noise.

This whip seemed to be alive. After hitting Zong Zhengyue, it wrapped around his leg, and was pulled hard by Wei San, bringing him down.

Zong Zhengyue didn't have time to think that his butt would be hit again, he swung his long gun, inserted it into the floor, supported himself, kicked his legs at the same time, and shook off Wei San's whip.

The two separated, Wei San looked up, she was stabbed in the neck by Zong Zhengyue's gun just now, and there was a slight redness and swelling. Obviously, it would bleed a little later.

Zong Zhengyue rushed towards her again, the sex was another part of his body, it was more and more compatible, and the attack on Wei San became more and more fierce, and she almost missed it again and again.

But as long as Zong Zhengyue hurt her once, his ass would pay for him.

The more Zongzheng fights, the more angry he is, and his killing intent is getting heavier and heavier.

Wei San also no longer maintains the distance between the two, and all the whip-wielding moves are instantly replaced by one person, no longer casual.

"This..." The teachers standing in the rest area looked at Wei San in the field, and then turned back to look at Shan Gong Yangling next to him, "Her moves now seem to be yours."

Shan Gong Yangling also straightened up, no longer leaning against the wall, staring at Wei San's whiplash.

After all, she only taught these students for seven hours, and in less than a day, Wei San actually learned all of her moves in battles and lectures.

Anyone who saw it would probably think that Wei San was taught by her.

The cadets who were watching were equally shocked, and the person who was even more shocked was Nampaxi's mountain palace wave blade.

Because he was taught by Shan Gong Yangling.

Although Wei San used Shangong Yangling's moves, all the moves used by Shangong Yangling have basically explained how to remove moves. Zong Zhengyue himself is an excellent military academy student, and he also learned how to remove moves. .

Shan Gong Yangling couldn't help laughing: "Both of them learned well."