Chapter 379 Impression Writing——The Ghost Story of the Eastern Kingdom is Very Weak

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"You have to spare others, spare them, don't kill them all like this!" Although the anchor's voice instantly switched to Japanese, at the same time, a soft female voice was simultaneously translating.

However, at this time, there was no shouting "girl" in the live broadcast room like ordinary live broadcast rooms.

Because the barrages at this time were all making the same exclamation——

【grass! Wulin myth! 】

Although none of these people had ever seen Feng Xue, the moment he stepped into the camera, he had already let go of the hermit's power to cover up Xuan Jun's strange stories.

As a result, the power of [Martial Arts Myth] was activated. Anyone who has the concept of "Martial Arts" and a certain knowledge of martial arts will understand the moment they see him that this is a famous senior in the martial arts world. , is an unparalleled strong man with a brilliant record and unparalleled military power.

"Am I crazy or is the world crazy? A martial arts myth, doing a live broadcast in Dongguo? But the mystery of the recommendation on the homepage has been solved. If you want to recommend this kind of person, the live broadcast room will be crazy and won't give it..."

Tong Xin stared blankly at the young man holding the wooden knife between his two fingers. Although he looked like a young man, he knew that he must be a peerless master who had practiced some kind of beauty-preserving technique.



"A native of the Yan Kingdom?" The strange "Mutou Banchou" wearing a school uniform felt the force coming from the wooden sword, and his eyes became sharp. With a flick of his wrist, he retreated five meters away with the pinched wooden sword.

"Oh?" Feng Xue looked at the wooden knife with some surprise, and was able to withdraw the knife from her hand. This strange story is quite interesting!

In a sense, "Banchang" can be regarded as a combination of elements such as "camp gangster leader" and "very strong in fighting". The standard style of painting is holding a blade of grass in his mouth, wearing a school uniform, having a strange hairstyle, and wearing Personal items such as metal chains, wooden knives, or finger tigers.

This is an image that is deeply rooted in the hearts of Eastern people. In a sense, it can even be said to be a national image. Jotaro Kujo in JoJo, the fighting banchan form of Mako Mitsukana in Slaying Girls, and Digimon The five major captains in the show basically all have this look on him.

And after this kind of cognition has been transformed by Baimonogatari, it is natural that there is no need to talk about strength.

"Get out of the way!" Guitan's voice was picked up by the live broadcast drone, and Chen Xiyao on the side immediately tensed up and began to translate simultaneously for the domestic audience.

Feng Xue, on the other hand, waved her hands like a master:

"Using weapons is a bit too bullying, that's all."

Such pretentious words immediately caused a barrage in the live broadcast room, and Banchang Kaidan also gave up the idea of ​​ending peacefully. He suddenly stepped forward, and the wooden sword in his hand made bursts of wind, and the sharp sword light It's not much better than a real sword.

It's just that the unparalleled speed of the knife came to an abrupt end under the movie-level capture of the smart drone, and it was only a flick of the finger that did it all.

"It doesn't matter whether it's done or not, just keep practicing!"

After speaking the charming words, the face of the long strange talk was extremely ugly. Although at this moment, a large amount of [consciousness] was pouring in, but he could clearly feel the influence brought by these [consciousness] , but it is a label of [weak chicken].

"How could I lose to you?!" He threw away the wooden sword in his hand, and Bancho Kaidan immediately entered the second state. As a national-level Kaidan, Bancho Kaidan does not have many abilities, but he is very pure, such as——

【Strong】!

Yes, he is strong!

If it is just a label of strong people, then it also depends on who recognizes them. The strong people recognized by Bai Jingnan and the strong people recognized by Ke Zhen E obviously cannot be generalized.

But once it becomes power, it is different.

The so-called setting is too big. The moment the power is turned on, Feng Xue can clearly feel that the fire of the strange story in front of him begins to expand rapidly.

He threw a large amount of [Consciousness] into it without any scruples, but this was not a conventional nurturing burning, but a completely consumable item to explode the power of power.

For ordinary Kaidan, this is no different from desperate efforts, but for Bancho Kaidan, instead of letting those perceptions like [weak chicken], [weak person], [miscellaneous fish] pollute oneself, it is better to burn it directly!

"It's interesting!"

Feeling the enemy's ever-expanding combat power, Feng Xue's corners of his mouth slightly raised. Seeing that the opponent had already charged towards him with a finger tiger, his body also took a step forward.

boom!

The extremely shocking impact spread. Although the sound of the impact was dull and dull, the spread of impact that seemed to be visible to the naked eye shocked the entire scene.

"The strength is good, but the skills are a bit lacking!"

After a momentary loss of focus, the picture became clear again. Bancho Kaidan's wrist was pinched by Feng Xue. He still maintained the painting style of a hidden master, but Bancho Kaidan's aura began to soar again.

Even the camera could vaguely capture the flame-like momentum of a Super Saiyan when he was angry.

The ground shattered with a bang, cement dust and gravel were thrown into the air, and Bancho Kaidan rolled up a dark shadow. However, under the shooting of the smart drone, the Yanguo audience with good eyesight could clearly see I saw the kick coming from the side.

"The angle is too bad!" Tong Xin secretly shook his head. Although he knew very well that this kick would probably break a few ribs, but from a martial arts perspective, this blow was still unqualified.

At least, not enough to shake the host!

Sure enough, the kick with the force of a dump truck just blew a strong wind, and it did nothing except make the anchor turn half sideways.

"This is a good blow, but remember, it cannot be kicked to the waist!"

At the same time as he heard the other party's voice, Banchang Kaidan felt that his feet were empty. Then, with a shaking force from his wrist, his whole body was like Loki in the hand of Hulk, and he was thrown hard. On the ground.

"Everyone in the audience should also learn a lesson. Although high-level kicks look cool and powerful, there are too many flaws in this thing, and it is easy to raise the center of gravity. At this time, as long as you have good eyesight, you can easily To be honest, as long as two people are about the same strength, it’s hard to think of using a high kick... Of course, if you are a martial arts actor, please ignore my explanation, after all, in filming, it is much more important to look good than to hit hard!"

[Who doesn’t know this kind of foundation? 】

[That is to say, you just bully Dongguo Kaitan and don’t understand kung fu! 】

[Don’t you feel ashamed that a martial arts legend bullies a little monster? 】

[Stop fighting, stop fighting, go ahead and fight the big monsters, leave these small monsters to us! 】



The barrage began to grow crazily, but seeing his opponent suddenly switch languages ​​and explain to the drone, Bancho Kaidan felt strongly insulted. The opponent did not want to kill him, but wanted to completely erase him from the legend level. !

"Die!" Throwing more and more [Consciousness] into the flames, Bancho Kaidan's power expanded again. He roared the standard villain lines with enough strength to draw a three-hundred-stone strong bow with one hand. Throw a punch.

The air flow screamed under this blow, and the onlookers couldn't help but cover their ears.

The indifferent Feng Xue showed an enigmatic smile to the camera and raised a finger without looking back...

(End of chapter)