Nineteen, a girl's mind is always elusive
Dingββββ
The domineering and dazzling true sword slash seemed to pause for a moment, and then continued to quickly sweep diagonally away from one side.
Rough as a child wielding a club, Haruhara's expression was still extremely nervous, and he used a completely layman-like clumsy defense to crookedly block Huang Quan's brilliant slash that was worthy of inclusion in the textbook.
The momentum of Huang Quan's entire body did not stop, but he froze a little and continued to rush forward, his beautiful black hair fluttering and dancing, as if he was dancing, he turned sideways again, and made a simple and gorgeous counterattack with the treasure knife in his hand.
But the heartwarming attack was interrupted again.
A brilliant silver light changed direction twice in the air and stopped in front of Huang Quan's delicate face, which could block the tip of the bamboo knife that appeared out of nowhere.
In the time when it was almost impossible to react, Huang Quan flipped the blade of the sword again as if he had foreseen the attack, blocking Haruhara's abrupt clumsy swing, and with the force of Haruhara's full force, he jumped backwards like a dexterous butterfly, and the sailor's skirt flew lightly, revealing a round and surprisingly elastic white thigh.
-- You can't go any further, you have to go backwards.
At that moment just now, the intuition in Huang Quan's mind that had been through a hundred battles kept sending out such a warning sound.
If it weren't for Huang Quan's keen intuition that made Huang Quan react in advance, the unexpected swift blow just now would have made Huang Quan defeated.
The suspicious Huang Quan also put away his careful thoughts about wanting to teach Chunyuan a hard lesson, and looked at the blonde stupid man in front of him with some curiosity.
To Huang Quan's surprise, Haruhara, the layman who was lucky enough to block her two attacks, actually closed his eyes, his breathing became calmer, and the sleeves of his Miyasaka school uniform seemed to be slightly puffed by the invisible wind.
The posture of holding the bamboo knife in both hands is still at the level of a layman, but it is extremely calm and powerful; Although the cold sweat that was frightened was still slowly sliding, his face had returned to calm; The blonde hair and baby face that don't look imposing, but there is a faint grandmaster atmosphere that is difficult to shake......
Huang Quan turned sideways and took a tentative step forward.
Haruhara still didn't move.
Hmph, pretending to be a ghost!
Raising his delicate brows slightly, Huang Quan tentatively swung his knife like lightning and slashed horizontally.
Dingββββ
The clean attack was blocked again the moment it entered the range of Haruhara's attack.
-- During the whole process, Haruhara didn't even open his eyes.
With the strength of Haruhara's blocking, he retracted his sword into the sheath like lightning. Huang Quan narrowed his eyes, and unbelievingly held the hilt of the sword again, and the whole person and the sword fused into one, and once again launched a ghostly surprise attack on Chunyuan.
The air was cut, violently stirred, and the clanging of metal sounded.
-- The top master of kendo drew his sword and attacked quickly, but he was stubbornly rejected by the clumsy defense of a layman.
The back of Huang Quan's treasure knife and the bamboo knife in Haruhara's hand collided more than a dozen times in almost an instant. And in such a fierce attack, Huang Quan turned lightly between the attacks, turned sideways trickily, and bullied into the blind spot of the theoretical Chunyuan defense.
Dingββββ
With the metallic sound of the third interrupted attack, Huangquan Hengjian maintained its defensive movements and retreated again, confronting the blonde fool who still maintained the appearance of a magic stick that tickled the roots of her teeth, and still had her eyes closed.
In fact, the defense of the blonde fool on the opposite side was not invulnerable in the eyes of Huang Quan, whose swordsmanship had reached an extremely high level.
No matter what kind of martial arts it is, bullying the weak with violence is an irrefutable truth of martial arts. As long as Huang Quan's full strength and speed are exerted, there is no problem at all in crushing the guy on the opposite side whose physical fitness is only a little stronger than the average person.
Even if it was just consumed like this, Haruhara's physical strength would surely be quickly exhausted in the intense exercise.
- However, his pride as a kendo master did not allow Huang Quan to do this.
About half of the lunch break has passed.
It's time for one move to decide the winner.
Huang Quan took a deep breath, and his full chest slowly rose and fell with his breathing.
Then, he put away his sword, and his round right leg, wearing black knee-length socks, stepped forward like a sharp blade, and drew his sword violently!
An unprecedented brilliant sword, blooming in the midday sun!
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"Poof-hahahahaha-"
As the ultimate winner, Haruhara's laughter was palpable.
The arrogant Huangquan fierce lady has a big bag like a small gourd on her head, and she looks at Chunyuan with a dissatisfied expression like an angry little daughter-in-law......
Although how to win this time, Haruhara actually doesn't understand it himself, anyway, after changing his skills, Haruhara entered a wonderful state. It's just that this state seems to disappear as long as it hasn't been attacked or moved for a while.
However, in the last fight, it was indeed Haruhara's first knock on Huang Quan's close brain.
"Before laughing, wipe the blood off your face!"
Green tendons in the shape of a 'well' appeared on Huang Quan's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said to Chunyuan, who was almost opened just now, and his face was covered with blood, but he was still alive.
That kind of injury actually recovered so quickly, I really don't know where this guy got so many strange abilities.
However, as a rule in the exorcist industry, Huang Quan would not take the initiative to ask this guy.
"That's a lot of blood...... Feed!!! You fierce woman is embarrassed to say! Even though I won, you still hit me in the head with the back of a knife so hard! You Rippy!! β
"I'm really sorry I can't stop it! And when it hurts so much, you can't help but be a little ~ a little ~ It's normal to add a little strength, right? You have immortality anyway...... And if you're serious, you're a bastard who always slaps such a heavy hand on a girl's head! β
"That'...... Is it okay for me to slap my face next time? β
Looking at the big gourd-like bag that didn't match Huangquan's perfect appearance at all, Chunyuan asked with some hesitation.
"What do you want to do with this pervert~ pervert? How dark do you have to be mentally to want to do such a thing?! β
ββ¦β¦ Shoulder? β
"It's a friendly gesture to tapped on the shoulder, but it's done in a duel...... You bastard, are you looking down on me? β
"Then the European pie is always done! Look at how big your place is, and the defense must be very high......"
Haruhara said casually dissatisfied.
"Damn! Don't even think about it, you a**! β
"Not really! In that case...... How's the stomach? There shouldn't be any problems here, right?! β
"Do you just want to thrust the girl's body like that, you @#Β₯%@!"
"Ass is always okay, right? It looks like it's very well defended, and it won't take any serious damage......"
Because of Huang Quan's words, some strange thoughts did arise for a moment, and then Chunyuan, who felt a little unreasonable, pretended to be calm and revealed the topic.
"Do you want to know what it's like to step on a small ββ with seven-inch heels?"
Huang Quan, who was carrying a big bag of gourds, smiled brightly, but said terrible words in anger.
Helpless, Chunyuan could only move his gaze to the area below Huang Quan's abdomen aggrievedly......
"Perverted ~ perverted! Die! β
Without waiting for Haruhara's mouth, Huang Quan's face suddenly turned red.
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Haruhara, whose suggestion of 'thigh' was blocked back into his stomach, made up his mind that if there was a next time, he would still knock on the door of this fierce woman's head.
"Wait...... This one is up to you. β
Looking at Huang Quan, who seemed to be going back to the classroom angrily with a big bag on his head, Haruhara reluctantly handed over the lunch box he had worked so hard to prepare to use to abduct Xiao Yuri: "You haven't eaten lunch yet, have you?" And this is my own hand, so it will probably help your injury. β
γSpecial Chef's Bento (D)γ
A delicious bento box made by a special chef.
Uses: Restores a large amount of health and some health, and permanently removes a small amount of debuffs.
βUβ¦ Uβ¦ Universeβ
Although there is only a slight possibility, if the teacher mistakenly thinks that Haruhahara is violently bullying a new female classmate, coupled with his previous bad deeds in the sports special enrollment dormitory, maybe Haruhara's hometown will be driven back to his hometown in the countryside by the school......
ββGoing to school or something, Haruhara, who is destined to become a trench, doesn't care much. But the key thing is that Haruhara, I don't want to leave the cute Yuri-chan like this~
Huang Quan hesitated to look at the bento box handed over by the golden retriever fool who had been in a hostile state, and was about to say something, but his stomach let out a weak protest without arguing.
"Humph! Don't think I'm going to thank you, newcomer! It's just what juniors like you should do for seniors! It's a bit weird, but your swordsmanship isn't too bad, and you'll just have to pass it. Tomorrow this time, I will continue to teach you the application of spiritual power, and if you don't come, I will kill you!" β
Huang Quan, who blushed because of the sudden situation, snatched the lunch box in Haruhara's hand, turned his head and said viciously.
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Looking at Huang Quan, who didn't look like he was joking at all, Haruhara's began to seriously consider whether he would skip a day's class tomorrow.