Fang Ge never underestimated Sun Sengzhao's strength. Otherwise, with his lack of status as a first-rate student, why would he take the opportunity to attack? But he still underestimated Sun Sengzhao's will. He never expected that Sun Sengzhao would use this method to force his body under serious injury.

This move will only aggravate and worsen her injuries. This is a desperate way to play only if she is determined to give her life.

Just a short brush seemed to have a thousand pounds of force in Sun Shouying's hand. With one stroke, Fang Ge felt that the air around him was shrinking because of the sharpness of this blow.

With this blow, the power of the soul shot out directly from the tip of the pen. Fang Ge no longer dared to resist like before, and quickly dodged to avoid it.

He could see clearly and dodge accurately. He had already figured it out in his heart and would never fight against Sun Sengzhao. As long as he delayed it a little longer, he believed that Sun Sengzhao would not be able to keep it up.

So, he had no intention of fighting back, but just stared at Sun Shengzhao and prepared to welcome her next attack.

Who would have thought that the attack he had avoided actually chased after him with his dodge. Now Sun Ge couldn't dodge anymore. The power of the soul that Sun Shuizhao shot was like a steel needle, piercing straight into his chest.

Fang Ge flew backwards.

Without time to dodge, he could only use this method to reduce the damage of this attack as much as possible. He was confused and couldn't figure out how he could hit it. This could not be a control of adaptability, because he did not sense that Sun Sengzhao's soul power had adjusted at any scale at that time. Could it be that Sun Sengzhao had already been accurate in his dodge and expected that the enemy plane would attack his dodge first?

Isn't this too accurate?

When Fang Ge, who seemed to be knocked off, was shocked when he fell to the ground, and he covered his chest and stared at Sun Shengzhao. The hit was a little bit off. In addition, Fang Ge tried hard to resolve it, but he still failed to stab Fang Ge's heart.

But the subsequent attack has come again.

Where should I go this time?

Fang Ge was already in a daze. He was afraid that he would be sent to Sun again to calculate accurately, and even more afraid that his luck would not be as good as last time. Almost at the last moment when he was about to be hit, Fang Ge suddenly went to the right.

call out……

The feeling of the power of soul piercing into the body was so clear that Fang Ge felt as if he had heard the sound.

How could it be?

Although Fang Ge was lucky to be hit by the vital point again this time, he was still terrified before. This time it was an urgent moment. He subconsciously completed the dodge without thinking. At this level, can Sun's trick be calculated?

Without letting him think about it, Sun Shuangbou pointed out the brush in his hand again. When he picked up the pen, he wrote not ink, but the terrifying power of soul.

This time...

Fang Ge gritted his teeth and decided to take a bet.

He didn't move, he didn't move. He just stared at Sun Shengzhao. He didn't believe in his decision to bet on his life, and Sun Shengzhao could also predict it.

The power of the soul rushed over, and Fang Jie did not move.

No matter how close it is, it still remains unmoved.

Nearer...

Fang Ge was a little panicked. The Sun Suizhao he saw in his eyes looked so calm and confident.

Maybe we should dodge, and this thought flashed out of our minds.

No, because of this, you can't flash!

Fang Ge's heart was not as stable as Mount Tai. In just a moment, he had already turned many thoughts in his mind, but finally, he survived and he did not move. He still bet on his life and won this time.

Win!

A trace of surprise flashed in Sun Shuangzhao's eyes. This did not escape Fang Ge's attention, which made him feel relieved.

“Have courage.”

He heard Sun Suizhao say.

Then, the power of the soul enters the body.

Hit. Or hit!

Sun Suizhao was surprised and praised, but it did not affect the final result. This attack still accurately hit Fang Ge. At this moment, Fang Ge felt that he was clearly being played with in his palm.

He staggered and could no longer stand. He hit the nail on the head for three consecutive attacks, but he did not hit the nail on the head in the end, but the trauma caused by Fang Ge was no longer small, and the psychological pressure was especially stressed. Fang Ge was already desperate about avoiding Sun's attack. How to deal with the next attack? He had no idea at all.

As a result, the next blow will be delayed.

Sun Suizhao stood there, his figure staggering, and he couldn't stand. But he seemed to be trying to lift the pen, but the brush in his hand seemed to have a huge pound, so he couldn't lift it up.

A thought suddenly flashed through Fang Ge's mind.

wrong!

What I have always thought is not right.

Sun Shuangzhao is in this state, and he definitely wants to kill the enemy with one blow. She can judge Fang Ge's dodge to this extent, why can't he hit the vital point in three attacks? Especially for the third time just now, Fang Ge didn't even move. If Sun Shuangzhao had expected this, it would be even more impossible to hit the vital point.

Isn’t this attack influenced by Sun Suizhao’s consciousness? So, what determines the position of this attack?

At this point, Fang Ge's perception immediately looked at the three wounds on his body.

No……

No……

Still no...

He found no inappropriateness in three wounds.

No, three wounds? Three?

Fang Ge was slightly stunned, but Sun Suizhao finally lifted the brush again.

The power of the soul shot and wrote a pen again!

"Drink!" Fang Ge still did not dodge or avoid this time, but used all his soul power to suddenly cheer up from inside and out.

The power of soul exploded in all directions, but Fang Ge still did not sense anything unusual on his body. Faced with the power of soul shot, he was really desperate this time. Who would have thought that the power of soul shot was actually rushed to the side by the power of soul that he exploded.

how?

Fang Ge was stunned. He didn't expect that his actions of releasing the power of the soul could restrain Sun Shuaizhao's attack. Is it because Sun Shuaizhao's strength is not good?

No, not.

Fang Ge looked in the air, and the soul power he shot through was still so fierce and did not weaken at all. And in the path it shot and rushed through, a thin blade was floating, and it was not destroyed by this blow.

Fang Ge's eyes fell back to Sun Sengzhao's hand and looked at her brush.

He finally understood.

"Baili Jianqiuhao. It turns out that's what it means." He said.

The hair of the hundred miles was the name of Sun Sweepzhao, the magic weapon brush. Just now, Fang Ge finally understood what was going on.

The thin hair floating in the air fell from the pen tip of Sun Sweepzhao's magic weapon. It fell off on him when Sun Sweepzhao rushed up and launched the first attack on him.

No matter how carefully you observe or perceive, you cannot find this mere thin thread.

However, the attacks issued by this magic weapon will naturally chase this thin hair.
Chapter completed!