On the training ground, Kirito and Asakura are facing off nervously, and many people off the field have gathered here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The newcomer who has just joined the team challenges his captain, which can be regarded as an interesting news in this era of lack of entertainment, because the newcomer who is not self-sufficient can bring them a lot of fun, and what is more eye-catching is that this newcomer is the youngest member ever, and this squad leader is the strongest existence of all squad leaders......

"Sister Jing, this is the newcomer to your team?"

The beautiful girl with short hair with her ears leaned on Akihara Jing's arms, curiously looking at the unfamiliar faces on the field.

"How's that, it looks good, isn't it spring......"

Pinching the baby's fat little face, Akihara said with a smile.

"But he's still a child, Sister Jing, you're really getting more and more bottomless, but I like ......"

"Hmm~ Kirito-chan's serious little appearance is so cute that it explodes, it really makes people want to hold it in their arms and make love~"

"Is Sister Jing so affectionate......

"Hmm, Junko-chan, how bad are you......"

The short-haired girl's pink cheeks kept rubbing against the pair of towers, and Akihara Jing was enjoying it, and the pink aura shrouded the two of them.

"Ahem, don't make trouble, you two should pay attention to the impact!"

This beautiful scenery made the green-haired young man next to him a little unbearable, his girlfriend was wantonly slighted in the arms of others, although it was a woman, or his girlfriend took the initiative, but he still felt that the greenery on his head was more intense.

"No wonder I didn't use my good knife skills, and I was instructing newcomers for a long time, this little ghost is really not powerful......"

A young man who looked very similar to Maruate Nakai pushed his glasses, and the long black stick was reflected on the glasses, and his words revealed a little disappointment.

"Well, brother, did you guess wrong, compared to knife skills, stick skills are the best choice, and the show has just begun...... By the way, your mission was completed so quickly? ”

Maruate Nakai leaned on the railing, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No, the above canceled our mission and notified us that there was a new mission, so we came back."

The young man in glasses spread his hands and explained.

"Nobita is really miserable......"

Maruate Nakai sighed in a sad tone, but with a gloating smile on his face.

In the corner of the training arena, the dull sound of fists hitting punching sandbags was incessant, accompanied by a miserable howl, but it was quickly suppressed by a louder roar.

"What a howl, the little rabbit cub has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to pretend to be Lao Tzu to drink, it's very good, you must have such an awareness to do this!"

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"On the ......"

Thunder and lightning flowed from his fingers and quickly wrapped around the blade, and Kirito stomped hard under his feet and rushed towards Asakura, who looked defenseless.

"It's good to come!"

Asakura shook a stick, and the long stick broke through the air and made a whistling sound, and there was a faint flash of electricity on it.

At this time, Kirito was already in front of him, and the long sword slashed mercilessly into Asakura's abdomen.

Asakura didn't dodge, and the iron rod stabbed out like a meteor and pointed at Kirito's face.

The head was slightly to the side, and the arc of the iron rod scraped his cheeks with pain and numbness.

Kirito didn't care, and the long sword instead sped up the speed of the slash.

But Asakura's movements were obviously faster, his hands let go of the long stick, a few splashes of water shot out under his feet, and his body strangely shifted backwards to avoid the range of the slash, because it was too fast, the long stick did not fall a bit, and returned to Asakura's hands.

Holding the end of the stick with both hands, Asakura swung the stick and pumped it at Kirito's cheek.

"Tsk, this seems to be Nobita's walk......"

Maruate Nakai's brother touched his chin, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No, the shallow warehouse is different, it seems to have been improved, there is still the shadow of the predecessors of the Quartet in it, and there is an extra layer of water under the feet of the chakra, that kid is going to be unlucky...... Groove! ”

The green-haired young man took a closer look, and the next scene almost made his jaw drop.

The long stick stopped less than five centimeters from Kirito's cheek, a layer of iron sand blocking its path, the other end of which was attached to the shoulder.

"Is it possible to cover the soles of your feet with a layer of water that has changed in nature, and use the thrust of the water flow to achieve the effect of moving quickly? Worthy of Captain Asakura, only a sophisticated chakra control ability can do such a thing......"

Looking at the ripples that had disappeared at Asakura's feet, Kirito silently added a sentence in his heart, the distance he moved was too short to be distracted for a long time to precisely control the amount of chakra.

"It's average, and I envy this skill of using two minds......

Asakura tried to move the stick, but found that it didn't move, and when he looked closely, he found that the stick was firmly glued.

Is it magnetism, although you can break free with force, but this cunning little guy will definitely take the opportunity to give himself a sword......

Asakura thought in his heart, let go of the long stick and quickly took a few steps back, pulling out a pencil-sized steel rod from the ninja pouch tied to his belt.

The moment Kirito retreated, he pounced on it, and his sword slashed through a crescent moon.

When the blade was about to touch Asakura, it suddenly changed its trajectory.

Sparks sputtered in the air, and the interpreter whipped the sharp conical tip into the air.

Kirito broke out in a cold sweat after landing on the ground, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, there would have been a small hole on his body now.

Asakura showed such an expression, and with a flick of his right arm, the bright silver nine-section whip snaked towards Kirito, who was unsteady.

Finely fine iron sand floated out of Kirito's body, turning into a shield to block the blow.

"It's annoying to have a keen sense of insight and reflexes......"

With a flick of his right arm back, the Nine Whips returned to Asakura's hand without being affected by the magnetic force.

"Tsk, Chakra Weapon ......"

Kirito glanced at Asakura's nine-section whip and quickly analyzed the reason, according to the characteristics of Chakra's weapon, Asakura covered Chakra with chakra to isolate a part of the magnetic force, and then it was easy to break free......

After Kirito finished analyzing, he closed his eyes: But it doesn't hurt, after all, he doesn't rely on magnetism to decide the winner.

The iron sand slowly rose behind him into a black curtain, and iron needles condensed on it.

Kirito opened his eyes violently, and the iron needles rushed out with a piercing buzzing sound.

With the dexterous swing of Asakura's wrist, the nine-section whip winded into the shape of a whirlpool, which seemed to be as light as a feather, but in fact it was as heavy as Mount Tai, knocking down the iron needles one after another.

Behind the rain of iron needles, the lightning-flashing interpreter stabbed straight into the hollow in the middle of the whirlpool.

"Water escape. Water Iron Cannon! ”

A water projectile the size of a soccer ball spat out of Asakura's mouth, passed through the hollow in the middle of the whirlpool, and collided with the pitch-black blade.

The water bomb inevitably exploded into mist under the blade of the sword, drenching Kirito's clothes.

But Jian Feng did not hesitate at all, reflecting the determination in his pupils.

"I'm sure I'll be able to stab!"

"And what about this trick...... You don't have iron sand to use it again this time. ”

Asakura's wrist swung mysteriously, and the whirlpool contracted under the swing, trying to bind Kirito.

"It's not necessarily ......"

The iron needles scattered on the ground quickly converged towards Asakura, sticking Asakura's joints, and the nine-section whip hung weakly on the ground.

Kirito smiled smugly, and his sword was across Asakura's neck.

"Got ......"

The corners of Asakura's mouth hooked up a big smile, and he returned all Kirito's lines without changing a word.

"That's not necessarily ......"

Kirito's hair exploded in an instant, and he cut off Asakura's head with a sword that didn't believe in evil.

But the white mist forced him to accept the reality, and the dark shadow that hung over his head.

"Got ......"

Kirito looked up in amazement, and the flickering electric light on the steel stick pulled out a brilliant flag.

"Boom!"

The long stick slashed at the interpreter, shaking Kirito's arm a little numb.

"Tsk......"

Blocked again, Asakura got a little impatient, and his body shifted to another angle, and the long stick hit Kirito's waist hard.

Kirito was knocked out of the way, and it took a few smooth tumbling laps before he could come to a stop.

"It's so strong, is it worthy of the dark part of the squadron leader......"

Kirito stood up with his waist clutched, iron sand pouring out from the hem of the dark vest.

"Even if you use iron sand to remove some of the power, it hurts......"

"Whoa......

The sound of splashing made Kirito's head look up alertly, and a fox-like smile came to him at some point.

"Being distracted in battle will make you die ......"