Xuanyuan, just a surname placed there, it gives people a sense of mystery and remoteness.

Just when Shi Yiguang, who had never seen the world, marveled at the special surname of Little Fat Dun, Fat Dun Xuanyuan Hao had already made a tiger fist in his left hand, a crane in his right hand, and a Dapeng spread his wings under his feet, and an old eagle flew out of the rabbit.

And his opponent is a sophomore, Shi Yiguang's classmate Yao Dalang, who is also a student at the level of a scholar, serving as the class representative of the six freshman martial arts courses, among which he is especially good at swordsmanship.

Shi Yiguang vaguely remembered that this classmate's sword training score was the only perfect score, two or three points higher than Jiang Nu, Xie Xiaoqi, and Gan Yuexin.

Yao Dalang, holding the knife in his left hand across his waist, holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, twisting above his waist to the left, his eyebrows and eyes are lowered, and he glanced at Xuanyuan Hao, who was approaching in a hurry, and the whole person was as immobile as a mountain, calm and calm.

Juhe technique is also called knife drawing technique, Shi Yiguang knows this move, the legendary knife technique that presses all the treasures on one move, pays attention to mental power, physical strength explodes in an instant, replaces defense with the strongest attack power, and directly defeats the opponent.

This is a knife technique that is extremely weak and strong.

Xuanyuan Hao also saw that the other party wanted to decide the winner with one move, and he did not underestimate the enemy, so he immediately braked sharply, walked from the left to the right with his cheeks, and looked at the opponent carefully.

And Yao Dalang was still as motionless as a mountain, holding the samurai scabbard in his left hand and the slender hilt in his right hand, not even moving his eyes, just squinting at the ground in front of him, with an expressionless face.

"Yuexin, Yuexin, which of them do you think can win?" Shi Yiguang asked secretly.

"If you don't count the contract, see how many knives Yao Dalang can take. Gan Yuexin said lightly.

Shi Yiguang was suspicious, how many knives did he take? What is the situation, how many knives are there in the Juhe technique? Is there still a chance to continue wielding the knife if the first knife is not successful?

"Yuexin, I also know the power of pulling out the knife and slashing, okay, that Xuanyuan fat brother is Xi Haotian, will he give Yao Dalang a second chance?" Shi Yiguang secretly poked Gan Yuexin's tight thin waist: "Do you don't know yourself, so you fool me?"

"If you don't understand, don't be grinning. Gan Yuexin didn't want to explain to someone Shi.

"Sister, sister. Xiao Zhenyuan pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered: "That university dean is not a knife drawing technique, but a waist attack style." ”

Waist attack style, what kind of thing, I Shi Yiguang has never heard of it.

"The waist attack style is our ancient knife method in Kyushu, there are five styles, and the Dongying knife drawing technique is the first simplified evolution, so the starting style is very similar. Xiao Zhenyuan explained in a very intimate whisper.

Shi Yiguang was stunned, and immediately said that he would live to learn from the old.

"Do you still remember the movie "Embroidered Spring Knife" we watched together, in which the thick-lipped young lady in white used a waist strike, with a specific technique, a knife can cut soldiers and horses. ”

Hearing Gan Yuexin say this, Shi Yiguang suddenly remembered that this movie was still fresh in his memory, when he was handsome by the young lady in white who was unsmiling and strong in martial arts, and took down the arrogant male pig's feet with one knife.

I thought it was a knife drawing technique, but I didn't expect it to be a waist attack style, or our ancient knife method in Kyushu, and the knife drawing technique was also passed down by our Kyushu, the great Kyushu is mighty, and the Great China is invincible.

Saying that, just when Shi Yiguang was thinking nonsense in his mind, the little fat dun Xuanyuan Hao couldn't help it, and stepped forward to take the initiative, only to see that he flicked his arm, and there was already a dagger of twelve or thirteen centimeters in his palm.

In the battle of cold weapons, there is an old saying that there is an inch long and an inch strong, although it is not all right, but it is also applicable to many situations, Yao Dalang's katana is more than a meter long, ten times that of a dagger, and the advantage is great.

The little fat dun was slowly walking forward, the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, and the aura of slaughter between them was getting stronger and stronger.

Shi Yiguang stared, staring at the duel of the masters.

Only two meters away, Xuanyuan Hao took a step forward, Yao Dalang, who was closed in his eyes, had already taken out the knife in his right hand, swept in one stroke, and the snow-white knife light swept by, directly approaching Xuanyuan Hao's abdomen, and he had the power to cut it in half.

Xuanyuan Hao's round belly was suddenly retracted, and he actually sucked his big belly into the thickness of the mouth of the sea bowl, and the whole person was still hunched over, like a prawn, narrowly avoiding this sweep.

It was really not a knife drawing technique that ended with a knife, Yao Dalang missed the knife, and he was not in a hurry, the blade turned violently, and he slashed and landed from top to bottom, directly approaching the head of the little fat dun.

Xuanyuan Hao was still not in a hurry, the dagger in his hand slammed horizontally, and he blocked the katana with a thousand jun grids, and after a string of sparks, he approached Yao Dalang with his whole body, and smashed his right elbow to his chest fiercely.

An inch long and an inch strong means that the distance is sufficient, and if you fight in close combat, the distance between the fighters is only a few tens of centimeters, and the long weapon loses its power, and it can't even turn your hands, let alone cut people.

In close combat, daggers, folding knives, and claw knives are the real kings, cross-cutting and longitudinal stabs, flexible and changeable, far from being comparable to long knives and long swords.

Yao Dalang, as the user of the long knife, was close to the dagger by someone, and his defeat was almost certain.

Xuanyuan Hao picked up the dagger in his left hand, forced Yao Dalang's long knife, and hit Yao Dalang's chest with the elbow of his right arm, knocking it into a muffled snort and staggering back, almost falling to the ground.

Xuanyuan Hao followed, and the dagger was pointed at Yao Dalang's chest.

With the ticket in hand, Xuanyuan Hao chuckled at the corner of his mouth: "Senior, I have conceded!"

But at this moment, Yao Dalang opened his eyes suddenly, his right hand covering his abdomen pulled violently, and a snowy short knife came out of the sheath, followed by a "tearing" sound, and Xuanyuan Hao quickly withdrew.

Knife drawing, this is the knife drawing technique, pouring all your energy into this knife.

"Two days first-class!" Shi Yiguang's mouth was round, and he could stuff five or six quail eggs.

The two days of the sword saint Miyamoto Musashi are first-class, the left and right knives, Yao Dalang actually practiced two knives.

Shi Yiguang was very frightened about the first-class of the second day, every time he played the king and chose a mage, as long as he was sat down by the opponent's Miyamoto Musashi ultimate, he basically couldn't run away, and those two knives were really strong.

Miyamoto Musashi is the only hero who can be cut again after cutting.

Xuanyuan Hao did not complain when he lost the second sword, Shi Yiguang sighed, freshman junior brother, you still can't do it, if you want to reverse the sophomore senior, you are still a little tender, and you have to wait another year to play the sophomore year.

"Senior, admit it!" Xuanyuan Hao took the dagger and bowed his hand slightly.

Yao Dalang touched the clothes on his chest that were torn by the dagger, as well as the skin that was faintly visible underneath, and then looked at the torn coat at Xuanyuan Hao's waist, the shirt looming underneath, and sighed leisurely.

"Convincing. After Yao Dalang arched his hand, he slowly got out of the ring.

"Why did he come down?" Shi Yiguang was full of confusion, and he lost the first-class sword drawing technique in the second day? What happened just now? Isn't Xuanyuan Hao's little fat dun going to lose?

"There was a big gap in strength, and he lost completely. Gan Yuexin said: "Xuanyuan Hao also has at least two or more daggers, and the second sword drawing technique was blocked, and from beginning to end, he didn't use the contract, but Yao Dalang used it, but he still lost." ”

"What?" Shi Yiguang blurred.

What did Yao Dalang use the contract, why didn't Mao see it?

"Just now their clothes began to be blown off, Yao Dalang's contract was used, one hundred and seventy-eight air control techniques, a certain degree of compression of air, can make the surrounding enemies like a quagmire, every step will cost many times more strength than usual. The strongest can even freeze the air, form an air wall, and directly crush people to death!" Gan Yuexin was very patient: "With the level of the contract just now, Xuanyuan Hao is like fighting with the weight of two adult men on his back!"

"Carrying two adult men on his back, then how can this little fat man still be so flexible, and he doesn't feel affected at all!" Shi Yiguang said in surprise.

Xuanyuan Hao turned his head slightly, looked at Shi Yiguang, and was so frightened that Shi Yiguang hurriedly covered his mouth, it's over, it's over, he said that he is a little fat man, he won't be heard, will he come and beat her?

Shi Yiguang cowardly dodged behind Gan Yuexin, and pushed Xiao Zhenyuan in front of him, blocking it.

Xuanyuan Hao didn't plan to beat Shi Yiguang, he just stood straight on the stage, scanning the group of people below, proudly independent, looking like he was alone in the world, but no one below came to the stage to challenge.

can't beat, can't beat, worthy of being a descendant of a bloodline family, he has had all kinds of training since he was a child, how can he be compared to a rookie who has only been in the bloodline world for two or three years?

"Yuexin, can you beat him?" Shi Yiguang asked in a low voice.

"Of course. Gan Yuexin said casually.

"Then you go up and fight. ”

"Too lazy to fight. ”

"Yikes. Shi Yiguang secretly raised his middle finger: "I think you can't beat it." ”

Gan Yuexin turned her head sideways and asked, "Do you think I can beat you?"

Shi Yiguang was nakedly threatened, his smile faded instantly, and he honestly didn't dare to speak.

At this time, a girl in blue on the other side floated into the ring, covered her mouth and asked with a chuckle: "This senior, is it okay for me to win?"

"Okay!" The senior on the opposite side nodded simply and got out of the ring, but Fang Cai turned back in surprise, looked left and right, and wondered how he got down.

"The fifty-fifth place on the ladder list, [Su Daji]. Someone exclaimed.

"It's Bei Whisper, and she's also a genius of the ancient blood family, but what's her last name?"

"What's her last name?"

"What's her last name?"

"What's her last name?"

There are people around the repeater.

turned around, and the surroundings were still asking, what is her surname, there are so many people here, including many of her classmates, no one knows what her surname is!

"What's her last name?" Shi Yiguang also asked curiously.

"My sister wants to know. Xiao Zhenyuan asked curiously, and then shouted in a low voice: "Sen Luo Sen Luo, what is her surname?"

Nuwa whispered. The voice of the Eye of Senluo came into Shi Yiguang's ears at the same time.

When Shi Yiguang heard the answer, he almost got angry, what kind of surname is this? It's even more domineering than Xuanyuan Okay, Nuwa, Nuwa, why don't you call Pangu, really, Shi Yiguang felt suspicious of the origin of their surname.

It's definitely not in the same vein, it must be the whim of the ancestors of which generation felt that the whole domineering surname could bluff people, so they changed their surnames.

"Her name is Nuwa whispering!" Shi Yiguang whispered to Gan Yuexin: "Yuexin, you say it's amazing." ”

"What? Nuwa whispered, her surname is Nuwa?" asked someone next to her in surprise.

"Nuwa, do you have this surname?"

"Nuwa!"

It didn't take long for the Bei whispering surname Nuwa to be passed out.

Bei whispered and frowned slightly, looked over, and looked at Shi Yiguang again.

Shi Yiguang saw the displeasure in Bei Qingyu's eyes, and his heart trembled, realizing that he had said the wrong thing again, and slipped behind Gan Yuexin again, and then pulled Xiao Zhenyuan to the side to help block the view.

In front of the public, Nuwa whispered and didn't intend to catch Shi Yiguang and beat him, but frowned slightly.

was not held accountable, Shi Yiguang slipped out again after a while, looked around, and watched the competition among the seniors.

Not long after, a person came on stage, which immediately caused a commotion, because she was in the ring of Xihaotian.

After Xuanyuan Hao overturned Yao Dalang and showed his tough strength, no one challenged him, and now there are people who know that there are tigers in the mountains, and they prefer to go to the tiger mountain, and they are a girl, with double ponytails, fair skin, clear eyebrows, and a soft and boneless body.

Shi Yiguang looked at the girl with two ponytails, and was a little puzzled, how did he feel that this person was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

originally thought that Xuanyuan Hao was going to show his might again, but the next scene shocked a large number of people's jaws.

"Ah, Sister Sanqing, I surrender, I surrender. Xuanyuan Hao smiled and held his head in his hands and jumped off the ring in a sloppy manner.

The girl with the double ponytail had expected it and went to the guarding position.

"East Baijiu, West Haotian, South Liuxing, North Whisper, Zhongzhang Sanqing. ”

"She's Zhang Sanqing!"

Shi Yiguang looked at the girl's calm state, and suddenly remembered that this was the Tai Chi girl at the Kui Niu Banquet, the one who kicked Chiyu and abandoned the senior's ass and kissed the vice principal in fist and foot kung fu.

She is also a member of the Bloodline.

"I remember, she forcibly kissed the vice principal. Shi Yiguang clapped his hands and remembered.

“？？？”

"Kiss the Vice Chancellor?"

"My vice-principal, she forcibly kissed you?" ....... There began to be a series of whispers around, and the eyes of many people looking at Zhang Sanqing changed slightly.

"Looking at a very quiet girl, so strong?"

"My vice principal, my heart is broken!" Countless senior sisters and senior sisters who coveted the vice principal's beauty were heartbroken.

"How could she do that?

Zhang Sanqing tilted his head and looked at someone Shi with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Shi Yiguang knew that she was in trouble again, so she silently retracted behind Gan Yuexin, thinking in her heart, whether Gan Yuexin could beat the other three, if she couldn't beat it, would it make Gan Yuexin break off, she and Xiao Zhenyuan would first 'retreat strategically' and call Xie Xiaoqi.

Shi Yiguang felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so he pulled Gan Yuexin's collar behind his back: "Let's go, let's go." ”