"Teach me, the battle of cutting throats?"

Wu Wenxu's hand holding the teacup trembled suddenly, a cup of light and pleasant matsutake mushrooms, and most of them were sprinkled on his clothes, but Wu Wenxu couldn't care about being distressed.

The shadow of the blade who sees himself as a thorn in the flesh in the eye wants to teach himself a unique lesson!

Wu Wenxu finally stabilized his twisted fingers, staring at the cold shadow of Tyrone in the sunset, his heart became colder and colder, what kind of person is the shadow of his blade, there is not a drop of warmth in his blood, and the degree of ruthlessness is not as bad as Caterina, for no reason to teach himself, can Wu Wenxu not be afraid?

"Whoosh!"

Wu Wenxu stared at the cold dagger that suddenly trembled on the tip of his toes, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The shadow of the blade, Tyrone, leaned against the trunk, as if the temperature of the world had faded, and the light blue figure gradually gave birth to a sense of tranquility and death in the loneliness and loneliness, slowly freezing the picture and setting off a suffocating death.

You can imagine being standing next to you with a dagger in his hand and looking at you all the time.

Hmph, thought you were the king of assassins in Noxus and I would give in?

Wu Wenxu smiled coldly in his heart, Shi can be killed, not humiliated, I, Wu Wenxu...... Wu Wenxu stiffened for two seconds, and knelt down suddenly: "The teacher is above, please accept my worship!" ”

The gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, my lord, I admit it!

The dagger that was 'fine' like a work of art in the palm of his hand silently melted into Tyrone's body, and the shadow of the blade ignored Wu Wenxu who was kneeling on the ground, but 'touched' the hooked nose of the eagle, and said unhurriedly: "I'm not your teacher, you don't have to salute, there is only one trick I want to teach you, that is, my throat-cutting battle, so don't think that I will have anything to do with you because of this." ”

'I'll wipe it, why the hell are you teasing me!' ’

Wu Wenxu hurriedly got up, although this action was just to perfunctory Tyrone, but thinking of the old man in the Majoris Secret Art Center, Wu Wenxu still felt quite guilty in his heart, you must know that being able to get to this point today is all thanks to the Skeleton Yan Tianjun, and the Skeleton Yan Tianjun is the person Wu Wenxu respects the most in this world.

For Wu Wenxu's cunning, Tyrone was not surprised, he didn't care about Wu Wenxu's careful thoughts, and still said in a cold and chilling words: "Put the ugly words in front first, from tomorrow, you only have one month, and if you can't learn the battle of cutting your throat in a month, I will use it on your throat." ”

Wu Wenxu couldn't help but 'touch' his cold neck, and sneered: "Hehe, hehehe, I will definitely learn to read well;." ”

There is absolutely no need to question the threat of Tyrone the Shadow of the Blade, as he never talks nonsense.

"Wait."

Wu Wenxu suddenly remembered something important, and said with a secret smile in his heart: "Mr. Tyrone, I am very interested in your battle of cutting your throat, but you seem to have forgotten one thing, my soul power has completely lost contact due to the backlash of the Void Seal, and without magic power, it seems that I can't learn your mastery, right?" ”

'Hahaha! My lord, I'm so witty, shit Blade, the devil is going to learn a throat-cutting battle with you pervert. ’

No matter what 'yin' tricks Blade Shadow wants to play with him, as long as he doesn't accept the move, he will have no choice but to kill himself, hehe, if there are any other moves, just take it out.

Hearing Wu Wenxu's sad rebuttal of his righteous words, Blade just glanced at him very calmly.

All the sharp eyes were in a calm look, which made Wu Wenxu's 'hairy' bones terrified!

Wu Wenxu was horrified to find that Tyrone actually laughed, a guy who was cold all day long, although you are very handsome, but you laugh very scary, do you know!

Wu Wenxu didn't know when Blade was standing by his side, but he did pat himself on the shoulder: "Hehe, since you are very keen on my throat-cutting battle, I won't let you down, don't worry, it took me a month to learn the throat-cutting battle back then, and it was also without magical power, not to mention, your qualifications are not weaker than mine." ”

The last words of Tyrone of the Shadow of the Blade almost touched Wu Wenxu's ears, and Wu Wenxu could even feel Tyrone's unwarm breath: "For a month, I will be very 'responsible' to help you learn well." ”

"From now on, the scope of your activities is limited to this Moying Pavilion, please don't have any strange thoughts, I'm old, sometimes my eyes are not good, and the dagger in my hand may stab the wrong person."

The shadow of the blade stretched his blue robe, obviously he was in a very happy mood, but I don't know if this pleasure was based on controlling Wu Wenxu's life, or because there was a successor to the battle of cutting his throat.

"Know, know ......"

"Go to bed early."

With the four words calm and light, Tyrone's back disappeared completely.

\Ha ha\

An unknown bird's chirp woke up Wu Wenxu, and also dispersed the last remnant sun of the fall of Moon Lake, Wu Wenxu silently walked through the white 'jade' ladder, held the trunk tightly, and stared into the deep eyes in the distance, the lights were brilliant......

Nothing was said all night.

On the first day, the Shadow of the Blade made Wu Wenxu sleep very reasonably.

The lord got up from the 'bed' with a high spirit, changed into the clothes sent by Shen Lian, and found that the bones that were shattered by the Purgatory Ice Demon yesterday had healed as before, it should be Tyrone's doing, Wu Wenxu felt 'excited' in his heart, and walked to the pool to wash with the golden light.

The morning dew hanging on the lotus leaf is embraced by the warm light, the crystal clear water droplets choke the tender green vitality of the lotus leaf, and the brightness of the refraction "shooting" attracts many swimming fish.

"Poof!"

Just when Wu Wenxu was fascinated, the cheerful swimming fish in the pond slapped the tail of the fish, and suddenly scattered in horror, followed by a light blue shadow appeared on the crystal clear surface of the pool.

The natural killing intent made all the swimming fish shrink in horror when they shrank on the cobblestones at the bottom of the pond, and they were close to each other's bodies, and they didn't dare to move.

"Teach you the first lesson today, killing intent."

This elusive cold figure is naturally the shadow of the blade.

'Dead Blade never had a sound when he walked. ’

Wu Wenxu struggled to 'force' to stabilize his body, barely fell into the pool because of fright, the lord wiped the water stains on his face casually, only to feel that one day's 'excitement' was shattered by the words of the blade, and he couldn't help but reply weakly: "Got it." ”

Tyrone bowed his head expressionlessly, and suddenly carved a deep horizontal on the edge of the pool with the silver dragon ruling.

Wu Wenxu was surprised: "What does this mean?" ”

"Consciousness is that your life is reduced by one day, and there are twenty-nine days left."

Blade's natural answer almost made Wu Wenxu faint in fright.

'Oh my God! Who's going to save me, I don't want to play with this madman! ’

Of course, Wu Wenxu couldn't guess the true purpose of the blade, he only thought that Tyrone was using himself as a tool for amusement because he was bored, after all, the shadow of the blade and Rengar and others were not all the way, and he was teased by himself again and again, and finally caught the opportunity to take revenge on himself, and he would definitely torture himself.

Wu Wenxu thought in his heart that Dao Feng wanted to kill him in a different way, and couldn't help sneering: "Isn't it just thirty days?" Okay, since it took you a month to learn, see me get it done in 10 days! ”

Dare to speak wildly in front of the talented and powerful blade shadow, if this is released in Noxus, I don't know how many assassins who regard Tyrone as a believer will line up to assassinate Wu Wenxu.

Tyrone shook his head, but out of nowhere he found a steamed bun and stuffed it into Wu Wenxu's mouth.

Wu Wenxu struggled, and heard Tyrone say indifferently: "Before you learn to cut your throat, you can't get contaminated with meat, especially don't drink alcohol." ”

It's just a trick, and it's like a monk.

Wu Wenxu took a big bite of the steamed bun angrily and chewed hard.

However, if I really learned Tyrone's teleportation killing stunt, wouldn't I have been among all enemies, my lord, and I wouldn't have a drop of blood, hehe, think about it, there are still some small 'agitation' movements.

So, Wu Wenxu finished nibbling on the steamed bun in two bites, took a few mouthfuls of water by the way, and said calmly: "Let's start, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty." ”

"Now, close your eyes."

Wu Wenxu closed his eyes cooperatively, and an opaque wrap wrapped around Wu Wenxu's eyes.

"It doesn't have magic power, but it is more suitable for cultivating the battle of cutting throats, because magic power will automatically sense the direction of the enemy's attack for you, but ignore the most primitive instinct of the body, now what you have to do is to sense my killing intent."

Wu Wenxu didn't hear the footsteps, but felt a slight wind 'swing' in his ears: "The word killing intent is by no means an ethereal existence, you have to understand that no matter what it is, as long as it has the desire to attack you, it will naturally produce killing intent in its body, and this killing intent is only between you and the two of them, which can be said to be a very special connection." ”

"In short, the first step to perform the Throat Cutting Battle is to sense the enemy's killing intent towards you, and in the case of the height of the 'essence' divine power, once you grasp this connection, your body will react instinctively, and when your body strength is enough to coordinate and synchronize with your consciousness, you can make actions beyond the scope of common sense and achieve teleportation."

Wu Wenxu suddenly realized: 'I see! ’

"Try to capture my killing intent!"

"Shhh

Tyrone's pale blue cloak was raised in an instant, and six sharp daggers told the shadow of death.

Wu Wenxu's heart suddenly froze, this time, there was not even a breeze around him, but there was a strange feeling of impatience between his eyebrows for no reason, which made Wu Wenxu gasp fiercely, only to feel that his neck was cold, as if he was soaked in water.

Wu Wenxu didn't think about it, and immediately shouted: "In the back, Yizhang!" ”

"What!"

The cold cheeks of Tyrone, the shadow of the blade, were completely stiff in shock!

The killing intent he unleashed was the same as what Teacher Duke Kao had taught that day.

Tyrone clearly remembers that at that time, he relied on the life of 'licking' blood on the tip of the knife in the dark world, and after the teacher released him, he paused for a few seconds before he could barely distinguish the direction of the killing intent, because of this, the teacher also praised himself as a genius that is rare in a century.

But this guy not only instantly recognized his own direction, but also knew the distance!

Such a demonic talent.

Such a terrifying monster.

Tyrone's stiff cheeks suddenly raised an intriguing smile.

'If you are not so wicked, how can you be called the king of demons?' Demacia, Noxus, you've caused yourself a terrible nightmare. ’