Wu Xiaorui nodded slightly, as if the elder affirmed the sword technique of the junior, he took a step back, and *** also pulled it out from the ground.

Ding Ding Ding!

The knives of the two kept colliding, making a series of clanging sounds, sparks splashing everywhere, and the movements of the two knives became faster and faster.

At first, they could still see the afterimage, but later, the knives of the two men disappeared completely into thin air.

From a distance, the two kept waving their hands at a distance of about half a meter, but the two didn't seem to be in contact with each other, which really made people feel a little inexplicable.

Wu Xiaorui took half a step back, and the knife in his hand stopped for a moment, he looked at the knife in his hand, it was full of blunt mouths, it seemed that the quality of his knife was not good.

"Alas, it looks like this knife of mine is dying. Wu Xiaorui sighed.

"It's not that you can't use the knife, you can't do it as a whole person, you can't beat the knife seniors, just say that your knife is not as good as the knife seniors?"

"Don't forget that you have always been in a situation where you have been suppressed by the predecessors of Hedao, I believe that it will only take a few minutes for you to return to Huaxia with your ridiculous arrogance. ”

Those people laughed loudly again, although Wu Xiaorui couldn't understand what they said, but just by looking at the expressions on their faces, he could know what they meant, and the translator not far away also helped him translate the words of these people next.

He chuckled lightly and said lightly, "I don't know if you have anything to mock, but I think you misunderstood me, I mean, end this battle before this knife can't hold on." ”

"Yes, you're right. ”

He Dao actually nodded and agreed with Wu Xiaorui's statement, but he obviously didn't mean that, he looked at Wu Xiaorui and said slowly:

"The warm-up is over, and now I'm going to get really serious. ”

Immediately, the knife moved the long knife forward, slowly pulled out the short knife with his left hand, and said lightly: "Here, get ready!"

His eyes gradually blurred, recalling that when he was a child, he had just received a bamboo knife from his father's hand.

He swung it a hundred times a day, and then it became ***, and he also began to swing his homework ten thousand times a day, and decades passed, no matter how windy or rainy, he insisted on wielding ten thousand times a day.

This knife of his, which was also inherited by his father, has also followed him for decades, and he knows this knife best, and it is familiar like a part of his body.

The highest meaning of the knife flow is the combination of long knives and short knives, and it is also a combination of decades of experience in wielding knives.

He shook his head, these thoughts flashed through his mind, he took a deep breath, and looked directly at Wu Xiaorui with his eyes.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Wu Xiaorui and swung a knife, Wu Xiaorui hurriedly drew the knife to block, but suddenly, a short knife appeared in the oblique side, coming towards his abdomen.

He stared at him and retreated backwards, but the knife in his hand had already been freed up, and he stabbed forward, and he swung Wu Xiaorui's long knife again, and hit it with a short knife.

Wu Xiaorui nodded slightly, this is really good.

He exerted his strength and smashed away the Japanese knife in front of him, and then, he followed with the knife, raised his hands high above his head, and slashed directly down on the head.

And the knife sneered, the young man was really a young man, so impulsively cut over, thought he would give up this flaw and turn to a knife on the head to defend himself?

Then this Wu Xiaorui also looked down on him too much, he met him with a long knife, and stabbed forward with a short knife, he expected that this Wu Xiaorui would definitely draw a knife to defend.

Sure enough, Wu Xiaorui also drew his knife and came towards the short knife below, he immediately came back with a long knife and stabbed forward, and Wu Xiaorui also raised the knife again, and at the same time framed his double knives.

However, the corners of the knife's mouth were upturned, and he still had a knife.

Suddenly, he pressed his hand on the long knife hard, then let go of his hand and headed for the last short knife at his waist.

"Can't you use the knife drawing technique with a short knife?" and the knife sneered in his heart.

After all, he won this battle.

But at this time, no one expected that Wu Xiaorui also let go of his hand at the same time, his upper half leaned back, raised his foot and kicked on the wrist of the knife.

Immediately, he turned his footsteps and took the lead in grabbing the two long knives when they fell.

"It's fair that everyone has two, right?"

He disappeared in an instant, he didn't actually know how to use the double blade, but it wasn't a problem, he moved his hands together, and kept slashing.

And the knife for a while can only use a short knife to face the battle, being forced to keep retreating, retreating.

The people watching the battle were all dumbfounded, they looked at each other, their eyes were fierce, they actually rushed towards Wu Xiaorui at the same time, they wanted to besiege Wu Xiaorui.

A group of people also came next to the football field, snatched the camera of the staff who shot the video, and fell to the ground.

Many people jumped down from the stands at the same time.

"I'm sorry, Kazuto-senpai, we can't let this Mr. Wu return to the capital, if he goes back, our Japanese samurai school will fall into shame at the same time, this can't be done. ”

"We are going to besiege this Mr. Wu today, so that he can't go back, I'm sorry!"

Before he had time to say too much, Wu Xiaorui was suddenly surrounded by countless people, and he also freed his hand, he looked ahead, his eyes kept rolling.

Since they have already made a move, there is no room for recovery, he shouted loudly and rushed to the battle group, he actually chose to besiege Wu Xiaorui with a group of people.

The twin knives in Wu Xiaorui's hands kept striking, and the energy was swirling, and it actually inspired a similar sword qi of light, which spread out in all directions.

Immediately, he discarded the double blades, which he was not used to using in the first place.

He took a step, his foot fell heavily to the ground, and he clenched his fist around his waist and slowly pushed out.

Suddenly, the entire football stadium shook, and with his punch, a terrifying wave of qi spread out, pushing everyone around him out.

Puff puff!

The punch that greeted him head-on had even spurted out countless blood, but in an instant, it was as if blood-red fountains had appeared on the football field, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Immediately, Wu Xiaorui withdrew his fist, he stood with his hands in his hands, gasping slightly, Rao is him, this punch also consumes a lot of energy.

He looked at the entire football field, and there was no one still standing, no, to be exact, he was the only one standing.

At this moment, the person closest to him suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the knife in his hand also wiped towards Wu Xiaorui's neck.