I do not deserve?
There was something strange in Yajima Natsuki's eyes. At this moment, he looked at Lu Ze with an idiot look.
It turns out you are more than interesting.
Then the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
"Do I want to break your sword?"
This weird demon boy looked at the katana in his hand with a nervous look.
"It's a pity that this is just a competition ground..."
Half a sentence is said, but the meaning is still unfinished.
Then the meaning makes the listener feel chilled inexplicably.
This is just a competition ground. The implication is that if it is not a competition ground, it will not just cut off your sword.
The Sauron students who were originally dissatisfied with Lu Ze's appearance heard this and felt that the prestige of the academy had been regained.
Right, this is the domineering power Solon Academy should have.
As for the threat?
Yes, so what if I threaten you?
In the preparation table, the team members who sat down again looked at each other and sneered in unison.
Galen flipped up his red hair and said leisurely: "I find that Luo Xiasheng doesn't seem to be annoying."
"Natsuo Yajima, he said it himself, a samurai with a neon bloodline. No wonder he can see such a charming and brilliant swordsmanship." Gabriel raised his chin proudly, his movements elegant and handsome.
There was good-natured laughter all around.
On the other hand, the expressions of the Hurricane Academy side were not relaxed.
Their solemnity comes from the disastrous defeat of Henry Zhang and Xia Qingying, the two men with the highest strength.
As for understanding Lu Ze...
Just from the forums in recent days.
To put it more directly, it is not an exaggeration to compare Lu Ze to an Internet celebrity.
…
Yajima Natsuki yawned, and the katana in his hand circled around his fingertips, and finally raised an index finger with him.
The slightly curved samurai sword settled vertically on the fingertips.
Yajima Natsuki lowered his left hand naturally, and the fingertips of his right hand held a samurai sword that had not fallen. The contempt in it was self-evident.
When he raised his eyelids and stared at Lu Ze opposite him, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up in an exaggerated arc.
It was a heart-stopping smile.
Bend your index finger and push it gently.
The katana bounced slightly away from his finger.
The crowd's gaze naturally rises with the blade, and then falls with it when it reaches the highest point.
"Shh... listen."
Luo Xiasheng put his index finger in front of his lips, assuming a posture of listening quietly and carefully.
The blade fell just in front of his eyes, and Luo Xiasheng's index finger pressed forward slowly but quickly.
fingertip--
A shock wave with a diameter of more than 1 meter suddenly swayed out.
The free-falling samurai sword instantly turned into a rapidly rotating blade wheel and disappeared from sight.
Howling sound waves bloomed together with brilliant white light.
Natural Rishin-ryu - Swordsmanship·[Wagon Blade]!
The attack, in a calm and homely atmosphere, finally started with the domineering finger of the demon boy Yajima Natsuki.
This is a shocking blow.
When the picture of the knife wheel cutting the air and twisting the air waves like sea water being divided appeared before their eyes, people's scalps were numb and intoxicated.
This is the perfect expression of ultimate power and ultimate skill.
And people can see more clearly that Luo Xiasheng did not use all his strength in the last battle against Xia Qingying!
In fact, it was clearly just playing!
"The ancient sword is cold..."
A gentle self-chanting with a leisurely ancient rhyme broke through the blockage of the twisted sound of the knife wheel and appeared clearly in people's ears.
Um?
This is……
When their wandering eyes fell on Lu Ze, people's hearts skipped a beat.
Lu Ze didn't look up, and didn't seem to see the sword wheel that was about to hit his head in an instant. He just held the Han straight sword in one hand, tilted it upright in front of him, and blew lightly.
The airflow from the mouth brushed the bladeless edge.
Buzz~
Strange thoughts flashed through the hearts of the spectators who were watching.
Just for a moment, did they hear the sound of swords?
The fragments of hair on Lu Ze's forehead were blown up by the air wave of the sword wheel that was approaching the top of his head. His eyes were raised along with the gently held sword edge, but the direction was looking to the side.
"Forged for thousands of years."
Lu Ze gently added a five-character poem.
Just when the crowd exclaimed, he calmly tilted his head slightly, his left hand still in his trouser pocket, and his right hand holding the sword at an angle, with the sword ridge right in front of him.
The sword wheel passed by, grinding against the sword spine on the other side, with a whistling momentum... passing by.
Fiery sparks appeared like a long dragon in an instant.
boom!
Behind him, there was a loud noise.
Yajima Natsuki's [Wheel Knife] hit the edge of the field, unabated, and spun into the air.
However, the crowd's attention was not focused on this.
What flashed through people's minds was the boy who could not even raise his eyelids to look at his opponent from beginning to end.
"The ancient sword is cold and dark, and it has been forged for thousands of years. Is this the poem Lu Ze just said?"
Moreover, when the figure of Lu Ze flashed in the viewer's mind, two lines of poems that Lu Ze chanted in a low voice naturally flashed together.
When these two poems were connected together, everyone heard Hong Zhong Da Lu in their ears.
The sound is loud, but the elephant is invisible.
When the music dissipated, what flashed through people's minds again was that white light.
White light?
Is it the sword wheel that the demon boy Luo Xiasheng used?
No!
It was the white light behind the blazing fire dragon blooming in front of Lu Ze.
"look!"
At this time, someone exclaimed, and the crowd's eyes fell on the center of the field.
Lu Ze raised his head, raised the Han straight sword in his hand, and twisted it slightly.
One side is as bright and clean as a mirror, and the other side is dark and gloomy.
So, just now...
Countless people had dull expressions on their faces.
Is Lu Ze sharpening his sword?
Looking at Lu Ze's expression, he seems quite satisfied with the effect of sharpening his sword this time?
Then this is no coincidence.
If it's not a coincidence...
Oh My God!
When the reasoning naturally flowed to this level, beads of sweat suddenly appeared on everyone's forehead.
This is more than terrifying to think about.
…
…
A large amount of mist swayed from Yajima Natsuki's feet, and his whole body bounced straight into the air.
He reached the light shield in a manner similar to that of the Crescent Man's attack model and a battle-axe attack, kicked off his feet, and met the rebounding [Wheel Sword] straight away.
The smile on his face was still there, but it was a little cold.
His stunning strike was actually used as a whetstone by the other party.
This was different from the script he envisioned.
He has a weird and violent personality, but the evil dragon quietly awakens in his heart.
Reach out and insert the high-speed rotating cutter wheel from the front.
The apparition disappears.
Yajima Natsuki held the handle of the knife accurately, and a flow of information flashed deep in his indifferent eyes.
[Combat chip No. 1, activated. 】
As a genius boy carrying three 7th generation chips.
Yajima Natsuki's chip is completely different from others. He has unified the functions of the chip for the first time.
For example, the No. 1 combat chip is now activated.
That’s it—[Full sense multiplied]!
Achieve ultimate skills with an overclocked state that triples the five senses.
However, at this moment, an unpleasant feeling suddenly flashed through his heart.
No warning, extremely unexpected!
He has dark circles under his eyes, a watermelon head, and the absurdity flashing through his sinister eyes.
