Demon King, Don’t Run Away Chapter 508: This young generation is not good enough

Shi Hui. Making a cactus requires a lot of physical strength. His physical exertion was far beyond the imagination of the audience. His body unknowingly developed symptoms of mild fatigue, and the hand that wielded the cactus stick gradually became Powerless.

Others don’t know it, but Yang Yu can clearly see it on his panel. The decisive moment is finally coming.

Shi Hui. Cactus closed his tired eyelids slightly, closed his eyes and rested for a few seconds. If he delayed any longer, he would have no chance of winning. The idea of ​​a quick victory occupied Shi Hui. Cactus's brain.

After swinging a stick, Shi Hui. The cactus' attack failed again. He simply threw out the cactus stick, and a thorn ball grew out of his hand.

When Yang Yu saw this, he withdrew his half-swung sword and carefully took a few steps back.

This is a trap set by Shihui Cactus. When Yang Yu retreated, Shihui Cactus also retreated at the same time, getting a little closer to the green chive field. Then, he knelt down and slapped the cactus in his hand. Shot into the ground.

The cactus seemed to be summoned by something, as if its roots were rapidly extending under the ground, and then huge humanoid cactus sprouted around Yang Yu, like several two-meter-five-meter strong men. Blocking Yang Yu's path, these cacti were covered with prickly pear cactus, and the spikes on them were ready to attack.

This was originally a trick used to deal with Zuixiang Grape, but unexpectedly it can only be revealed now.

The thorn ball spun again, and the spikes flew horizontally. Yang Yu was calm, with a flash of blood in his eyes, and used the weapon to step on the tall cactus, climb to the top of the cactus, and jump up.

Yang Yu took off his spiked shoes, barefooted, and walked around the spikes on the ground. Before the spikes of the cactus were released, he rushed towards the cactus with thunderous momentum.

Throwing away the sword, the shadow appeared behind Yang Yu, and then engulfed the entire arm, dyeing Yang Yu's arm pitch black.

Shi Hui. The cactus disconnected its control over the cactus and wanted to take advantage of this golden opportunity to re-grow cactus sticks to attack Yang Yu.

Who knows, in the end, it was not in a hurry.

Yang Yu used his arm to throw the cactus away from the edge of the field, letting him fall into the green leek field and lie down obediently.

Pure white clouds passed through the midday sun. It was obvious that the game had been lost, but Shi Hui. Cactus felt a sense of relief.

"Shi Hui. The cactus fell out of the field, and the winner is Yang Yu. Please prepare the next group of players."

Jade Chives announced the results of the game, and Shi Hui. Cactus stood up from Chives silently, put on the high hat that he threw away, bowed to Yang Yu, and then squeezed into the crowd watching the game without saying a word. in the crowd.

But this caused Zuixiang and Grape to be dissatisfied. He pushed aside other people watching the game, grabbed Shi Hui and Cactus by the collar, and asked:

"You guy, it shouldn't be possible to lose so easily. Have you let it go! If you could have released that last skill earlier, you would have restricted his movements. By then, you wouldn't be able to hit him casually. ?"

"Just hit him?" Shi Hui. Cactus carefully put his gloves back on his hands, "You said it was easy. You can compare with him and you will know."

Zuixiang. Putao looked at Yang Yu, only to find that Yang Yu picked up the sword and quickly walked out of the battlefield.

He neither walked into the auditorium nor went to chat with his friends who had just arrived. Instead, he found a deserted place and sat on the ground, lowered his head, and looked like he was holding something in his hand. Pressing and pinching in mid-air.

Zuixiang. Putao curled his lips, "As for what's weird about it, I don't think there's anything special about it. Although that kind of dodge is worthy of praise, I can do it too, and do it better.

In order to avenge the last time, I have been practicing hard for a whole year.

In the end, everything was messed up by him, a foreigner. ”

Zuixiang. Grape kicked the ground around him hard, causing a burst of dust to vent his dissatisfaction, while Shihui. Cactus just shook his head,

"You haven't changed much from the past. Overconfidence is arrogance. You will know after you actually play with him."

Zuixiang. Putao crossed his arms and was a little jealous of the fact that Yang Yu was praised by Shi Hui and Cactus. "Then he will have to pass the next round. His next opponent will not be easy to deal with."

Before Zuixiang and Putao finished speaking, Cuiyu, as the referee, announced that the eight-to-four game had officially begun.

The situation in the left half became stalemate again. In order to win tickets to the semi-finals, all the cards were played. The two games played for a total of half an hour before the winner was decided.

Zuixiang. Putao secretly shook his head.

The young people in this class are not good. They are not like the champion last year who can crush others. Unfortunately, because the racial essence was stolen, she did not use the racial essence to complete her improvement after winning.

After this year, she will also use racial essence.

The game came to the old and young area in the right half of the area again. Zuixiang. Grape came on the field with a carefree appearance, completely inconsistent with his big Buddha appearance. His next opponent was a fungus girl who was very shy.

Ke Zuixiang. Putao had no intention of pitying Xiang and cherishing her. As soon as the game started, he once again used thunderous momentum to completely sweep the fungus girl out of the field.

With a cold snort, Zuixiang. Putao looked at Yang Yu, only to find that Yang Yu kept his head down, not even looking at himself. This inexplicably made Zuixiang. Putao angry.

Yang Yu is still concentrating on the strategy of the game, getting every scoring point seriously.

But to outsiders, Yang Yu seemed to be sitting on the ground in a daze. It wasn't until the referee called his name that Yang Yu stood up and walked into the field with his head lowered.

The name of Yang Yu's opponent is Guiying. Straw. She is a plant family that looks like a scarecrow. Although she looks silly, in fact, her attacks are extremely quick and vicious. If she is not careful, she will be killed. Wounded by her weapon hidden among the straw.

Zuixiang secretly lamented that Yang Yu was unlucky. She was accomplished in quick attacks. She estimated that Yang Yu would be defeated by her in no time.

Cuiyu announced the start of the game, and Yang Yucai took out his shield and sword with a little regret.

Zuixiang. Putao couldn't help but snorted again, wondering if it was too late to realize how powerful the enemy was now.

Just as Zuixiang. Putao was thinking this, the next moment, a flash of blood red flashed in Yang Yu's eyes. In the blink of an eye, he jumped in front of the ghost. Straw, swung the sword with a black aura, and slashed On the scarecrow's chest.

Then he used a shield covered with spikes to defend against the blow of Ghost Straw. It should be said that his shield actively hit Ghost Straw's sickle. Then, Yang Yu's hand once again bloomed with orange light and struck out with a sword. The winner was determined.

A small legal loli fell out of the scarecrow and left sobbing, while Yang Yu quickly put away his sword and shield, returned to the lowered look he had just before, and left the venue as if nothing had happened. .

Zuixiang. Three question marks instantly appeared on his head, is that it?