You don't play by the rules at all.
The body flips.
Brother Nanwu's knife, once again, flips up from an unbelievable angle.
This time, Su Yue, there's no escaping.
Yes!
From this angle, Su Yue indeed has no way to evade.
The playground fell silent, everyone intensely focused on the two.
Could it be this easy?
Everyone was surprised.
The second slash is almost upon Su Yue's head, and he's standing there, like a wooden stake, with no sign of resistance.
Could it be that Nanwu wins just like that?
Could it be that this year's top scholar, is a fool?
Xiang Jing Mountain was so angry he almost threw his cup.
Su Yue, what are you doing? Aren't you ashamed enough of West Martial?
"Don't be rash."
Zhao Jiangtao waved his hand, signaling everyone to stay calm.
It's also Su Yue's fault.
He hid his Qi Blood value to conceal his extraordinary bone appearance, so no one could see through him.
Mu Cheng frowned.
It shouldn't be such an easy loss.
