Rise opened his eyes suddenly!

Am I dead? I'm not dead!

"I'm not dead?" Reth carefully checked his physical condition again, and he was surprised to find that even the scars on his body from when he practiced with Uncle Qi had disappeared, and his skin was so smooth that even a woman was ashamed to see it.

"What's going on? Am I still dead? Is the world after death exactly the same as the living world? It's amazing. Rose jumped out of bed and found that she was so healthy! Every muscle was full of strength, and Rose felt like a machine with inexhaustible strength, full of energy!

"That's how you want to go to the world after death?" Shirtless, with a snow-white cloak behind him, plus a sterling silver helmet, and a sword pinned to his waist, who is this person, not a cherry knight?

The enemies were very red when they saw each other, and Reith pounced without hesitation!

The Cherry Knight raised a hand unhurriedly, grabbed Rhys's wrist, and then handed it to his side, and Rhys flew out of the way.

Four or two dial a thousand pounds, the master's tricks have always been like this.

Reth didn't give up, he was raising all the strength and couldn't use it! Now that he saw the Cherry Knight, it was just right for him to warm up, if he could kill him and avenge his father.

In addition to making sticks, Reith is confident enough in hand-to-hand combat, and has fought hundreds of times with Uncle Qi, although every time Reith suddenly sneaks in, and then is beaten by Uncle Qi and his nose is swollen, but Reith is still happy to do it.

Why?

He is a child who grew up on Mouse Street, and fights are commonplace, and if he carries a pair of short sticks with him all the time, he may not be able to say who will steal them one day. But the fist grows on his body, others can't steal it, and he doesn't have to copy the guy when he fights, and he can hurt the enemy by reaching out, and the cost performance is simply amazing.

But no matter how Reth moved, the Cherry Knight's hands were always behind his back, let alone using the sword at his waist. In the midst of Reeth's stormy attacks, the Cherry Knight is like a piece of catkins, always finding a gap in Reis, or relying on his physical flexibility to twist his body into a strange stance, Reth punches into the air, leaving no stone unturned with each punch, and gradually begins to get tired.

The Cherry Knight sneered: "Very tender." His right hand struck suddenly, and Rhess was in a period of fatigue, and when his speed and strength had decreased, the palm of the Cherry Knight's hand went straight to Rise's door like a fan.

Reis's first reaction was, of course, to raise his hand to block, but his body didn't keep up with the instructions of his brain, and his hand was only halfway up, and the slap had already reached Reis's face.

"Smack!"

The sound sounded as if the entire Mouse Street had heard it. The left half of Rise's face was instantly red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, like a deformed gourd.

Rise was finally slapped by this slap, when did the Cherry Knight become so strong? Not like this when he was in the ring! At least he could fight back and forth with the Cherry Knight in the ring, why did he seem to be being teased all the time when he got off the stage?

Did I not use a stick? Or did he keep hiding his strength?

If you think about it on your toes, it must be the second reason!

"Who the hell are you?" "People from Mouse Street don't have such superb fighting skills, the people here worship violence, everyone wishes that their tendons and flesh were piled up as high as a hill, Cherry Knight is obviously not such a person, although he is also strong, but definitely not someone who likes to fight with brute force.

"Am I not Cherry Knight?" a scornful laugh came from beneath the mask, mocking Res's ignorance.

"What is the purpose of your visit to Mouse Street? Why did you kill my father? Why didn't you kill me?" Rose asked three questions directly, if the Cherry Knight wanted to kill himself, what he just slapped in the face would not be a slap but his sword, and he could even kill himself in the ring, and he didn't have to wait until the stage to kill again.

"Do you want to kill me?" Cherry Knight didn't answer Rhys a single question, instead giving Rhys a more direct question.

Reth nodded, even though he knew that he couldn't beat the person in front of him at all.

"That's a lot easier. Cherry Knight breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had received an answer that satisfied him: "I'll teach you how to kill me, okay?"

Reth was stunned for a moment, he thought that the other party was only asking this question so that he could humiliate himself, but what was the situation now? Cherry Knight wanted to teach himself how to kill him, and he wanted me to worship my father's killer as a teacher?

Cherry Knight felt that his statement was indeed a bit abrupt, so he added: "You see, you want to kill me, and I do want to find someone who can kill me, so you follow me, always look for an opportunity to kill me, and then one day you can kill me, right? Then, if you kill me, you will also be out of the school, and by the way, you will also avenge the murder of your father, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"

Reith was a little confused, how could anyone try his best to induce others to kill him? Could it be that Cherry Knight has always been a psychopath? A psychopath has such superb combat skills, this is too unfair, right?

"What do you think?" Cherry Rider looked at Rhyth expectantly, his eyes lit up under the mask.

Reth didn't answer, and suddenly burst out and poked his fingers into the eyes of the Cherry Knight, who seemed to expect Reth to do this, and a pair of hands clamped Reis's fingers in preparation.

"Looks like there's a lot more you need to learn, boy. The Cherry Knight was happy, as if Rhy's move had already agreed to the Cherry Knight's conditions: "You must know that no matter what you do, you will have to pay the corresponding price." Don't look at me like this, when I was a teacher, I was quite strict. ”

Although he was wearing a mask, Rise could still feel that the face under the mask was smiling and smiling brightly.

The Cherry Knight began to slowly pull Rhys's fingers in the direction of the back of his hand, and at first Rhys could bear it, but then he couldn't hold on anymore: "It's broken, it's broken!"

"Click, click"

Two crunchs.

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