I have Sharingan in another world

Zhou Shu sensed something was wrong and retreated rapidly, his hands quickly forming hand seals: Si-Wei-Shen-Hai-Wu-Yin.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

A fireball with a diameter of 5 meters illuminated the entire training ground and also blocked Zhang Yingjie's path.

"Wow..."

The audience was shocked. They had heard that Wang Qianshi could use a fire-breathing martial art, but they didn't expect Zhou Shu to be able to do it as well. Ye Muling and Huangfu Chen were also surprised that the range of the flames that Zhou Shu spewed was so large.

Zhou Shu was tiny compared to the five-meter-diameter fireball. Zhang Yingjie was also secretly relieved that he had taken another step forward. Even with his Spirit Speed ​​Rune activated, he would have been burned by the fireball.

As the fireball dissipated, Zhou Shu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with fighting spirit: "Now it's my turn!"

Zhou Shu closed his eyes slightly and shouted, "Eight Gates Formation, open the Gate of Injury!"

Bang...

With Zhou Shu's shout, the energy emanating from his body doubled compared to before, causing fluctuations in the surrounding air due to the energy bursting from his body.

Although he saw that Zhou Shu's aura was much stronger than before, Zhang Yingjie still grinned contemptuously and said, "Let's see what tricks you can pull!"

But as Zhou Shu made his move, Zhang Yingjie gradually stopped smiling. Zhou Shu threw the wooden sword in his hand at Zhang Yingjie and then suddenly disappeared!

Click...

The arena that Zhou Shu had just stepped on suddenly shattered, and before the wooden sword aimed at Zhang Yingjie could reach it, Zhou Shu had already arrived.

Zhang Yingjie's pupils dilated, and his reaction was quick. He blocked Zhou Shu's attack, which was infused with sword energy, with his right hand, while his left hand swung a punch towards Zhou Shu's face.

Zhou Shu wasn't about to give him a chance. He dodged Zhang Yingjie's attack with a perfect iron bridge move. Seeing an opening in Zhou Shu's chest, Zhang Yingjie was overjoyed and was about to attack again when the wooden sword Zhou Shu had thrown was already in front of him.

Seeing the wooden sword coming towards him, Zhang Yingjie cursed Zhou Shu inwardly for being despicable and could only turn his head to avoid his vital points. However, his shoulder was cut by the sword's energy, and bright red blood flowed out.

At this moment, Zhou Shu gave Zhang Yingjie no chance to react. The instant the wooden sword pierced Zhang Yingjie, Zhou Shu's side leg also struck Zhang Yingjie's chest hard, sending him flying like a sandbag.

Before Zhang Yingjie could land, Zhou Shu was already beside him again, his knee slamming into his abdomen. Although Zhang Yingjie was experienced in combat and used his hands to protect his abdomen, he was still sent flying by Zhou Shu's immense force.

The people in the audience had no idea that the situation had turned around so quickly. Just moments ago, Zhou Shu had been knocked to the ground, and now Zhang Yingjie was already being beaten so badly by Zhou Shu that he couldn't fight back.

Zhou Shu's performance ignited the passion of the students in the audience. They never expected that someone with only the strength of a fourth-rank cultivator could unleash such power.

At this moment, Zhou Shu leaped up and quickly formed hand seals again: "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

The enormous fireball completely enveloped Zhang Yingjie's body, and the students below the stage erupted in excitement—they had won!

Seeing Zhou Shu's classmates cheering and jumping for joy, Liu Shuren sneered, "That's not necessarily true!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure burst forth from the fireball, moving even faster than Zhou Shu in his current form, shouting, "Heavenly Thunder Dragon Eagle Axe!"

Zhang Yingjie's right leg slashed down towards Zhou Shu like a battle axe. The thunderous battle axe seemed capable of splitting mountains and shattering peaks. The entire Luoshen Martial Arts Arena echoed with a tremendous sound, and the onlookers couldn't help but cover their ears.

boom! ! !

The entire arena was split in two by Zhang Yingjie's kick. Zhou Shu's skin was now red. Just a moment ago, Zhou Shu had activated the Gate of Death in the Eight Gates Formation to narrowly avoid this devastating attack.

"this..."

Everyone gasped in shock. That attack was meant to kill Zhou Shu! No one expected Zhang Yingjie to be this strong.

At this moment, Zhang Yingjie had already transformed into a beast, his legs had become the thighs of a dragon eagle, and a pair of wings had sprouted from his shoulder blades, allowing him to float in mid-air.

"Isn't it only those at the first rank who can fly in the air?" Wang Qianshi's mouth widened. Even his grandfather, who was already at the peak of the second rank, couldn't fly anymore. This guy was only at the third rank, which was too illogical!

Upon hearing Wang Qianshi's question, Ding Xu also came to his senses: "I didn't expect Zhang Yingjie's dragon-eagle bloodline to be so pure. At only the third rank, he can already transform into a beast and grow wings, naturally allowing him to fly. Zhou Shu is in danger now..."

Liu Shuren was clearly shocked as well, never expecting Zhang Yingjie to be so well hidden, not even knowing that he had become this strong.

"Damn it!" Zhang Yingjie glared at Zhou Shu with bloodshot eyes: "This is my trump card for breaking into the top 60 of the Heavenly Ranking. I didn't expect you to force me to use it. Prepare to die!"

Received Zhang Yingjie's anger, +10 exchange points.

Damn it, how angry are you!

When Zhang Yingjie used the Heavenly Thunder Dragon Eagle Axe, Zhou Shu had already activated his Sharingan. At this moment, Zhang Yingjie's speed was faster than his own speed after activating the Five Gates. If Zhou Shu hadn't activated his Sharingan, he wouldn't have been able to see Zhang Yingjie's movements with his naked eyes.

Zhang Yingjie swooped down from the sky at a speed exceeding the speed of sound. Zhou Shu did not dodge and instead faced him head-on with his wooden sword.

At this point, Zhou Shu was completely on the defensive. Zhang Yingjie always attacked and then retreated. Zhou Shu couldn't hit Zhang Yingjie who was flying in the sky at all, and could only dodge Zhang Yingjie's attacks again and again.

Seeing Zhou Shu on the stage scurrying around like a mouse hiding in the night, Huangfu Chen was somewhat helpless: "If this continues, Brother Zhou will definitely be worn down. Using the Eight Gates Formation puts an extraordinary strain on the body. Once Brother Zhou is exhausted, he will be a lamb to the slaughter!"

Unlike Huangfu Chen and the others, Ye Muling actually had a smile on her lips: "Don't worry, Zhou Shu is about to win!"

Zhang Yingjie was getting anxious. Zhou Shu seemed to have oil on his feet, and he couldn't touch him at all.

At this moment, Zhou Shu was also panting heavily, and the fatigue from using the Eight Gates Formation was also overwhelming. Zhou Shu looked up at Zhang Yingjie but did not say anything.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Yingjie's face twisted into a ferocious grin: "Finally can't run anymore? Prepare to die!"

At this moment, Zhou Shu seemed to be making a final struggle, his hands forming hand seals once again: "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

The fireball was much smaller than the one released earlier, and Zhang Yingjie didn't care about it at all. He shouted, "Dragon Eagle Claw!" and charged fiercely towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu, however, remained unfazed, merely grinning and declaring, "Flaming Flood Dragon Demon-Slaying Formation, activate!"

howl...

A tremendous dragon roar soared into the sky, and a blazing dragon, stretching for tens of meters, circled in the air, staring fiercely at Zhang Yingjie.

At this moment, Zhang Yingjie's face showed a look of horror: "This..."