Yuling Girl: Starting Contract SSS Level School Beauty

The difference of one step already indicates the winner or loser.

Meng Zehao is at the seventh level and Xiao Zhan is at the sixth level. No matter what the reason for this punch, Meng Zehao should not take one more step back.

Retreating would be a slap in the face.

But Meng Zehao obviously couldn't accept this reality. The surprised looks from other people around him made him feel like an invisible slap in the face. He raised his fist and hit Xiao Zhan again.

This time, he no longer showed mercy, but got really angry!

call!

He punched Xiao Zhan with a stronger punch than before.

Xiao Zhan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were fixed on Meng Zehao's fist, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He circulated the power of control, and at the same time, the muscle strength of his whole body was concentrated on his fist, and he blasted it out fiercely!

boom!

The two fists touched again!

This time both of them used a lot of force, and their fists collided, making both of their expressions distorted!

Bang!

Energy poured out and exploded, and their bodies were forcibly separated.

Dengdengdeng.

He roared and used his luck to deflect Xiao Zhan's attack.

"Hmph, Ye Wuming's death aura back then has no effect on me, let alone you!"

Then he himself poured into the aura of death, and with the help of the cover of the aura of death, he came behind Meng Zehao and struck with a sickle.

Meng Zehao didn't know much about Xiao Zhan's attack moves, but he knew Ye Wuming very well. He was not panicked by the sudden death aura.

The water mist came into contact with the air of death, and the energy attributes of the two immediately developed and became entangled. The black color was gradually absorbed, and then fell to the ground in the form of water droplets.

He originally thought that Xiao Zhan's previous strength was already his limit, but the power of the combination of man and machine was even more terrifying than before!

But he also knew where he was at a disadvantage.

But in terms of actual results, Meng Zehao obviously lost.

He opened the umbrella directly, and suddenly, a gray-white mist condensed around him.

A clear area instantly appeared around Meng Zehao.

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Zehao retracted the umbrella in his hand and stabbed it towards the left rear position behind him.

Meng Zehao took three steps back again!

Xiao Zhan also took three steps back!

The two are tied!

I am a seventh grader!

The breath of death spurted out, directly covering Meng Zehao.

Wait, normal?

Why the hell did I start comforting myself?

Meng Zehao felt ashamed that he had such thoughts. He had just exchanged a few moves with Xiao Zhan, but subconsciously he felt that he could not defeat Xiao Zhan.

Of course, Xiao Zhan would not back down and summoned the Death Scythe to attack him head-on.

It's normal for you to suffer a loss in terms of strength.

Ding!

The cloud umbrella and the magic sickle collided, creating fierce sparks.

Meng Zehao accurately judged Xiao Zhan's attack position, but his expression was not good because although he judged it, Xiao Zhan's power surprised him.

His own cloud umbrella is not the main attack target, and is already weak in terms of power. Xiao Zhan's Death Scythe, just by hearing its name, you can tell it is the main one.

Meng Zehao was unconvinced, and his anger made people lose their minds. He turned his hand, and the weapon spirit appeared in his hand. It was a cloud-white umbrella with a sharp spear on the umbrella head. He held the umbrella tightly and stabbed Xiao Zhan. Go up.

Then while taking a step back, the cloud umbrella in his hand split into dozens of cloud umbrellas and shot in all directions.

Wherever the umbrella passed, it cut the air of death. The power of the clouds and vapor it carried absorbed the cut air of death, and then gathered it into a drop of water and fell to the ground.

After a while, the shroud of death completely disappeared.

Xiao Zhan's true identity was also completely exposed in front of Meng Zehao.

Meng Zehao looked at Xiao Zhan and couldn't help but feel a hint of pride on his face, "Boy, I told you, the aura of death is useless to me."

"Really?"

Xiao Zhan's cold voice sounded, with a playful smile on his lips.

He stretched out his hand, and a black aura of death swirled in his hand.

Meng Zehao was very unhappy with this smile. Looking at the wisp of death in his hand, he sneered contemptuously, "Let's see how long you can keep pretending."

He doesn't plan to continue playing with Xiao Zhan. He plans to show Xiao Zhan the true power of the seventh-grade Yuzun!

Man and machine in one!

The person and the umbrella merged, and a cloud of mist suddenly appeared around Xiao Zhan.

Wrapped in clouds and mist, Xiao Zhan felt that his whole body was wet and heavy. His hands and feet were very heavy. His feet seemed to be held by a water ghost, and his arms were hung with weights of a thousand pounds.

It is extremely difficult to twitch my feet or raise my hands.

He looked at Meng Zehao.

Meng Zehao had already finished accumulating power at this time. The cloud umbrella was closed, and the spear tip at the end of the umbrella was sharp and flashed with cold light. Aiming at Xiao Zhan's chest, he then shot over like a javelin.

Xiao Zhan is extremely dangerous.

His whole body was thick and he seemed to be unable to resist.

But at this dangerous moment, Xiao Zhan suddenly smiled coldly, raised his head and looked at Meng Zehao, his eyes sparkling with light!

At the same time, his hand was raised instantly, and it looked extremely relaxed, without the feeling of being restricted just now.

In his palm, the black air of death swirled crazily, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a black lotus.

The black lotus is completely black, extremely dark, and the surrounding light shining on it is directly absorbed. Around it, the light is distorted like it is swallowed.

At the same time, this black lotus released an extremely cold death aura.

This kind of coldness is not an invasion of the human body's temperature, but an invasion of the soul.

Just by looking at it, one feels as if one is being stared at by death, making one's hair tremble unconsciously.

"This kid has such a pure aura of death, it's even worse than Ye Wuming's back then!"

"What kind of control technique is this? Such pure death energy makes him feel like a dead person!"

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but look a little pale.

The power contained in Xiao Zhan's move made them feel fearful.

Even Zhan Yuntian frowned slightly when he looked at Xiao Zhan's black lotus.

The feeling of desperation brought by this breath of death is really depressing.

"This guy has only become stronger after not seeing him for two days."

Tang Kun stood in the corner, watching Xiao Zhan displaying his power, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"I'll use you to open the door!"

Xiao Zhan locked Meng Zehao and threw the black lotus condensed in his hand.

This is a control skill that he only realized not long ago, and he has never used it on anyone. Let's try this unassuming guy today!

The skill of control, Death Lotus!

call!

The black lotus rotated in the air while flying towards Meng Zehao. The extreme aura of death did not even let go of the air on the road, leaving a path of spatial distortion wherever it passed.