Four Skills for All

Perhaps in the future, when Meng Zhaohua awakens multiple skills, they can be used in conjunction with each other to complement each other's shortcomings.

But not now, the advantages and disadvantages are very obvious.

Moxiu couldn't perceive Meng Zhaohua's position, so he simply closed his eyes.

The audience in the audience were stunned. No matter how powerful you are, Moxiu, in this case, closing your eyes is tantamount to courting death!

As the minutes passed, Mo Xiu remained motionless on the same spot, and Meng Zhaohua did not launch an attack.

The audience off the field got a little impatient. This is the semi-final of the intramural competition. So many people are watching you, why are you standing still?

Here in the backstage, Yang Qingzhuo asked Cao Fenglin, "Mr. Cao, what are you doing? Mo Xiu stood motionless, his whole body was full of weaknesses. Why didn't Meng Zhaohua attack?"

Cao Fenglin leaned on the chair and said, "Don't worry, take your time. This battle will probably last until Meng Zhaohua's skills cool down."

"So long? Why don't you attack now?"

"It's not that you can't attack, it's that you can't attack. According to the information, Meng Zhaohua's skills are indeed very strong, but there is only one blow, one hammer deal, and if you miss one blow, you will lose. Besides, Moxiu seems to be full of weaknesses. Practically impeccable."

Yang Qingzhuo said puzzledly, "Why? If I were Meng Zhaohua, I would hit Moxiu on the head."

"You are cruel enough, I will tell Moxiu later."

"Ah, no, Teacher Cao."

"Haha, just kidding, in fact, powerful assassins like moving targets the most, because as long as they move, their weaknesses will definitely be exposed."

Yang Qingzhuo still didn't understand, and looked at Cao Fenglin blankly.

"To put it another way, who do you think is faster, Meng Zhaohua or Mo Xiu?"

Yang Qingzhuo said without hesitation: "Of course it's Moxiu, he was competing with Thunder yesterday."

"Then who do you think has the fastest reaction between the two?"

Yang Qingzhuo said without hesitation: "Of course it's Mo Xiu, I heard from Mu Mu that you praised Mo Xiu's adaptability as the best in the school.

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After speaking, he immediately covered his mouth and showed apologetic eyes for mentioning Mumu.

Cao Fenglin waved his hand and said: "It's okay, that's right, you all know it, and Mo Xiu's opponent must also know that as long as he moves, he will expose himself. At that time, Mo Xiu will respond with stronger speed and reflexes. Who do you think will win?" win?"

Yang Qingzhuo understood, and turned his gaze to the stage again!

Moxiu was still in the middle of the field with his eyes closed.

In fact, the situation is not as easy as Cao Fenglin said.

If Meng Zhaohua attacked at a very close range, even Mo Xiu might not be able to dodge it.

Moxiu stood like this to maximize his advantages. There are two advantages in total, one is reaction and the other is perception.

Meng Zhaohua was sweating for herself. It was actually Mo Xiu's aura that hindered her from making a move.

An excellent assassin can generally sense the opponent's aura, and when the opponent's aura is weakest, the chance of success will be the greatest.

But... Moxiu's aura at this time was too strong, so strong that she didn't want to get close at all.

Time passed, and the somewhat irritable audience began to curse.

"Fuck, what is this thing? Do you want to fight or not?"

"Yes, is there something shady? If you don't hit me, I will leave."

Many people said they were going to leave, but no one left.

Fifteen minutes later, Meng Zhaohua revealed her real body. At this time, she was covered in sweat, as if she had experienced a big battle.

When Mo Xiu saw Meng Zhaohua appear, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the two didn't fight each other, but in fact, the spirits of the two were overloaded and concentrated during the fifteen minutes, one was observing the weak point, and the other was paying attention to defense.

The physical strength is not consumed, but the mental power can be consumed a lot.

The audience watched Mo Xiu and Meng Zhaohua face each other, neither spoke nor made a move, not understanding what it meant.

Meng Zhaohua took another two breaths, raised his right hand and said, "I admit defeat!"

Moxiu nodded and said, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, you're too strong, I'm almost crushed to death against you."

Before Mo Xiu could speak again, Meng Zhaohua jumped off the stage and left.

Cao Fenglin in the audience said it was enjoyable.

"What a wonderful game!"

Yang Qingzhuo opened his mouth wide to look at Cao Fenglin, then at Mo Xiu on the stage, and then back at Cao Fenglin.

"Mr. Cao, what's so exciting? Are you kidding me?"

The audience off the court was even more amusing. After the game, most of them were in a state of confusion.

Only a very small number of people saw the way, and these people all said that this game was wonderful.

Those who are ignorant are even more ignorant, but in order not to let others see that they are ignorant, they applaud for no reason.

In this way, one pass to ten, ten to one hundred, the audience cheered like a tsunami. This game, which was not played from the beginning to the end, turned out to be the most powerful game since the start of the game.

Yang Qingzhuo was stunned seeing this scene, what is going on? Everyone understands? Is it just me being a fool?

ah? ? ?

Um? ? ?

The game is over, and tomorrow is the third and fourth finals. Moxiu can finally rest for a day.

In the past two days, he was baptized by Lei Ting first, and then had a mental battle with Meng Zhaohua.

He was very tired now, and when he stepped off the stage, he saw Xiao Hong waiting at the door.

Why! And this Xiao Hong who can torture her both physically and mentally!

Yang Qingzhuo walked up to Mo Xiu and said, "Mo Xiu, what's going on in this match? Why are the audience cheering?"

Moxiu looked back at the cheering audience and said, "I don't know, maybe everyone is very happy!"

Xiao Hong shouted in the distance: "Moxiu! Hurry up, the game is over, you are still dawdling here."

Moxiu lowered his head, unable to hide even if he wanted to.

Xiao Hong stepped forward, skillfully grabbed Mo Xiu by the collar, and dragged him away.

Yang Qingzhuo grabbed Xiao Hong's hand and said, "Sister Xiao Hong, you can't take Mo Xiu away like this."

Xiao Hong stopped and explained: "I'm not trying to arrest him, but we have business to deal with. You, a child, don't worry about it so much."

There is ambiguity in this sentence, Cao Fenglin snickered while listening to it, Yang Qingzhuo also heard a different meaning, and immediately refused.

"Today I won't let you take me away from Moxiu!"

Xiao Hong has never been in a good temper, and even got into a fight with Yang Qingzhuo, took Yang Qingzhuo's hand away, grabbed Mo Xiu and ran out quickly.

Yang Qingzhuo still wanted to chase, but was stopped by Cao Fenglin.

"Teacher Cao, why is it you again!"

"I can prove that they really have a big business, stop making trouble, and wait for Moxiu to come home obediently!"

Cao Fenglin thought this sentence could comfort Yang Qingzhuo, but Yang Qingzhuo pouted and said, "Hmph! I'm so mad, I know Mr. Cao, you are the wingman!"

"Wingman? What do you mean?"

...

Mo Xiu followed Xiao Hong to a deserted place, Xiao Hong took out something from a corner and threw it to Mo Xiu.

"No! Here you are, take him, we are ready to go!"

Moxiu took it and saw that it was a bundle of ropes. When he opened it, one end was a long rope, which looked very strong, and the other end was a circle surrounded by three ropes.

After some research, I realized that these three loops can be put on the arms and the head respectively, but... no matter how you look at it, it looks like the dog leash recorded in the book, but it is many times bigger.

Moxiu threw the rope on the ground and said: "I don't take it, whoever wants to take it!"