Chapter 47: Pride
Said that you are a cat, you really washed your face, looking at the soul beast in front of you, Zongtian always felt that she was being played. But what can he do at this time? He could only sigh that his own son was his own son, and he casually raised the pair of soul blades.
Zongtian took a step forward, and the cat was alert. Taking another step forward, the cat's back arched high. Don't say that the cat's fried hair is really a little scary, Zong Tian couldn't help but swallow his saliva. I can probably only say that I have no experience in fighting with beasts, if the mass in front of me can be regarded as a beast, but in addition, it is difficult for Zongtian to find more excuses for his lack of interest.
Another small step forward, but the cat calmed down a little by this time, and although its eyes were still vigilant, its high-arched back was a little shorter. Just when Zongtian hesitated whether to make a move, the cat took a step, looking at this sudden action, Zongtian couldn't help but be surprised, but then the cat took that step to stretch his body, and he also sighed greatly.
This is called being annoyed and angry, completely forgetting the previous fears, and even the previous thoughts about my father have been thrown out of the clouds. Although he didn't know if his father was playing tricks on him, the cat certainly was.
An arrow rushed into the sky, but the cat licked its paws leisurely. Although he is not trained in weapons, he can easily do something as a layman wielding a knife. However, as a layman who wields a knife, the result may be the same as at this time, although the swing of the knife is simple, but the hit.
Watching the disappearing figure of the cat, Zong Tian couldn't help but be stunned, but the sound of breaking the wind that followed made Zong Tian flash to the side in embarrassment. Probably completely enraged, the cat is no longer what it used to be, although it is still not very big, but its hideous appearance is really a little infiltrating.
It's completely different from the feeling of fighting against people, and although the opponent at this time looks a little weak, it is completely in a state of fighting for his life. Just when Zongtian was dodging in a hurry, the cat attacked again, looking at the sharp claws that gradually approached his face, although it was not fatal, but it was definitely not comfortable to be caught.
It seems to have returned to the state it was not long ago, the speed of the beast is indeed incomparable to that of humans, and Zongtian can only dodge strangely in that strange attack. Fortunately, only his father was present, but even if others saw his strange posture, Zongtian at this time had no time to think about it, compared to the invisible face, the tangible face was more important.
Almost all the time dodging, Zongtian rarely has a chance to make a knife, and even if he does it, Zongtian's attack seems to be no threat. The physical strength of the dead soul seemed to be unlimited, and the cat kept running and fluttering at great speed, while Zongtian, who was not prepared properly, gradually became out of breath under this sudden attack, and the cat's claws were merciless in such situations.
Finally, several parallel blood marks appeared on Zongtian's face, and after lightly touching the wound, the pain of his mouth also fell into deep thought. In this brief silence, the cat was only on alert, but Zongtian suddenly looked at his father at this time.
"You don't get rabies, do you?" Zongtian's problem seems to be a bit off the line, but it is also a matter of his life.
"No, it won't." My father's words were simple, and his face was not very good-looking.
It was a reassuring answer, but that kind of face also calmed down Zongtian. After a little rest, Zongtian finally slowly gained the upper hand in the battle, and with the success of the sword, the cat also dissipated at this time.
Seeing such a result, Falling Star's face was a little relieved, but the words of encouragement were a little indescribable. However, Zongtian didn't have any complaints about his father's expression, after all, even he was a little annoyed by this result, although he was not a soul martial artist, but his appearance at this time was indeed a little too embarrassing.
The excitement of the new training finally disappeared at this time, different from Yang Ling's training, although he experienced pain at that time, but his growth was always around, it was painful but happy, but at this time? At this time, Zongtian finally understood why, for some people, the invisible face is more important than the physical body. Although he was not yet directly transformed at this time, the invisible face also had a lot of weight in his heart.
After a long period of physical torture, Zongtian finally ushered in this mental torture, but this torture will soon become a double mental and physical torture. Because Zongtian's training is not over, after a short period of teaching, the falling star once again threw things into the flames, but Zongtian has no complaints about such a move, and the falling star teaching can be regarded as officially kicked off.
"You're not here to make a sense of existence, are you?" It seems that back to the beginning of school, the words of the phantom bones have increased again in the past two days. But it doesn't seem to be any wonder to her, because at this time, Zongtian is indeed full of the same groove as yesterday, yesterday was a maid, and today is a blue nose and swollen face.
"You're not going to be molesting a married woman and getting beaten, are you?" Looking at the scratches and bruises on Zongtian's face, Phantom Bone made a rigorous inference.
"What do you think?" Whether it is because of the pain and not resting well, or the pain itself, it makes Zongtian at this time seem particularly decadent.
"I'm a maid." Although I wanted to increase my persuasiveness, this joke was a bit too much.
"I'm sorry, I'll just say it casually." Although it was a bit of a slap in the face, Zongtian did so.
"You don't have to go out of your way to explain something so obvious." The phantom bone still does not save any face for Zongtian.
Just as Zongtian wanted to fight back, the door of the classroom suddenly opened. The person who came in was not a teacher, but a haughty-looking woman. Although most of the people in the classroom didn't recognize this face, Zongtian found a face from his long-lost memory, which was one of the members of the White Star Society, and the woman who had always opposed his joining. By the way, Zongtian also learned about her soul blade later, and that was the magic addiction that the utopian soul master did.
"Is there a person named Zongtian in this class?" Although she asked, the woman had already locked on to her target. Seeing the woman walking straight towards him, Zong Tian was also alert.
"Such an embarrassment is quite suitable for you." It comes up with mocking words.
"This is the married woman you flirted?" Zong Tian hadn't said anything, but Phantom Bone interjected at this time. Although on the surface it is still ridiculing the scars of Zongtian, for a young girl, married woman is not a good word.
"What did you say?" didn't hide her anger at all, and the woman's face instantly became hideous.
"I didn't talk to you." The words that added fuel to the fire of the phantom bone also made Zongtian confirm that the words just now were indeed defending himself, but why did the phantom bone do this, Zongtian was a little unexpected.
"You, come out!" It seemed that she was really angry, and the sentences spoken by the woman were reduced to words.
"Why?" Phantom Bone was completely unimpressed.
A somewhat strange weapon was suddenly taken out by the woman, and looking at the soul blade that reflected a strange brilliance, Zongtian suddenly remembered something.
"Wait, what are you looking for me?" Zongtian tried to make his words appear polite, and this did make the woman's temper improve a little.
"I'll spare you once." I probably didn't want to do anything at school, the woman just said hatefully. The phantom bone was also at Zongtian's signal, but when the woman was not paying attention, he secretly stuck out his tongue at the woman's back.
"What the hell is going on?" Zongtian asked politely,
"I heard that you have a pair of soul martial arts in your hands."