Chapter 32: The Shape of the Sword
The students in the audience were stunned.
Everyone was surprised that someone dared to challenge that little pervert in public, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.
Yan Rui's dismal fate just now made the students of Mochizuki Academy extremely angry, but while angry, reason reminded them that this little monster was not something they could provoke.
At this moment, someone challenged the little monster, and there was some excitement for a while.
Tong Guan walked to the stage and looked at Ye Lei, with a cruel look on his pale face, and the meaning was naturally self-evident.
Retracting his gaze, Tong Guan looked at the angry crowd in the audience, and said with a sneer: "I know that you waste don't like me, and I don't need you to like it, I just need your fear, and now one of you dares to challenge me, you poor countrymen, take a good look at what he looks like now, because soon you won't see it again." ”
Tong Guan looked at Ye Lei in front of him and said: "Do you think it's great to win a stupid bear?" I really sympathize with you, as Xiao Siche's dog, seeing that the owner is humiliated, even if he knows that he is invincible, he has to bark twice, showing his heart, probably thinking that if he is injured, he can go back to ask for credit. ”
Then Tong Guan paused, his expression was terrible and serious, and he said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I will pretend to be careless and kill you." ”
Ye Lei didn't speak, his expression became calmer and calmer, and he put the Teng stick in his hand back on the weapon rack beside him.
Seeing Ye Lei's movements, there was some commotion in the audience, there was no possibility in the battle between the Golden Middle Realm and the Spiritual Silence Primal Realm, not to mention that the opponent was that Tong Guan, but just now Ye Lei's amazing stick technique was naturally regarded by everyone as a stunt at the bottom of the box, and it was also the only possibility in a desperate situation, but what kind of trouble is this now?
Ye Lei said calmly: "First of all, Xiao Siche is my friend, and secondly, I think people like you will be more comfortable to fight with your fists." ”
There was an uproar in the audience.
There are some people in this world who are born strong, so that their views on the world are a little deformed, Tong Guan is such a person, so after hearing Ye Lei's words, the expression of cruelty and anger irrepressibly appeared on his gradually distorted face.
"Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you. ”
Tong Guan's clenched fists gave birth to faint filaments of light, and there was a faint thunder, and his body turned into a crimson line.
As soon as he made a move, there was a surge of wind and thunder.
I can't imagine how to resist such a terrible fist.
Ye Lei's expression remained unchanged, and his strength rose from the ground, only to see that terrifying punch directly hit an afterimage.
Everyone was shocked that this year's first place in the written test brought too many surprises in this competition.
What kind of speed is this, it is so fast, the pace of the body can be so fast that it produces afterimages.
Tong Guan's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect that Ye Lei could dodge his fist, but what could he dodge, he believed that as long as he punched, he could make the guy in front of him kneel on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, countless fists with the intent of wind and thunder appeared, Ye Lei kept flashing and giving birth to afterimages, and they were immediately shattered, and the terrifying fists, like maggots attached to the bones, kept approaching.
The scene was a little weird, Tong Guan's terrible fists kept appearing, Ye Lei seemed to be at an absolute disadvantage, but there was never a punch that could really fall on him.
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Xiu Jie above the viewing platform was a little surprised: "What kind of exercise is this, the body shape is so fast." ”
Not only Fang Xiujie, but several big things beside him were shocked by the speed shown by Ye Lei, you must know that whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, no matter how fast he dodges, how can he surpass the speed of his fist, of course, this is not absolute, the premise is that the realm of the two is very different, but it is clear that Tong Guan in front of him is far superior to Ye Lei in the realm, which is inevitably a little unbelievable?
Everyone looked at an old man, the old man stared intently at Ye Lei on the stage, his deep eyes were mixed with extremely hot emotions, Gao Yang seemed to have completely forgotten that this was the young man he didn't look down on at all not long ago.
Fang Xiujie asked, "Elder Gao, what kind of body do you think this is?"
Gao Yang didn't care about Fang Xiujie's words, and said: "This is not a body technique, it is a flying sword." ”
Except for Crazy Yunzi, most of the people present were characters without refining realm, but they were still confused by Gao Yang's words.
Gao Yang stared at Ye Lei with burning eyes, and explained: "I just said that this little guy's sword path has come to the right path, but I didn't expect that he went farther than I imagined, and even his body and steps have entered the Dao, so he didn't use any body technique, but a flying sword." ”
The terrifying fist intent on the field, from the beginning to the present, has only been a short time.
But in Tong Guan's opinion, not only did he not defeat the other party for so long, but even under that strange body, he didn't touch him at all, he thought that this was a very humiliating thing and couldn't bear it at all.
He didn't pay attention to Ye Lei's strange posture, and suddenly accelerated, turning into a dazzling red light, hitting Ye Lei's face.
There was no way to avoid it, and an afterimage that seemed to be a little reluctant appeared, Ye Lei stretched out a finger and ran towards the other party at the same time.
Tong Guan has always believed that even those so-called geniuses can't be compared to him, because he has killed people at a very young age, and he has experienced the wind and rain that those geniuses have not seen.
This is very important, with the murderous aura in his body, he has defeated many guys who are stronger than himself.
Tong Guan's expression became more and more brutal, and a strong momentum increased in vain.
Seeing that Ye Lei wanted to fight against him, the cruelty in his eyes was even worse.
Tong Guan has killed people, killed many people, and after entering the Daomen Supervision Division, he has learned a lot of killing techniques, and he knows what people will do under instinctive fear.
The moment the fist reached Ye Lei's body, the other party would definitely instinctively lean back, as long as that time to lean back, Tong Guan could put him to death.
His fist was getting closer and closer to Ye Lei, but why was that guy so calm.
And why did that finger, which looked ordinary at the beginning, become more and more terrifying, like an extremely sharp thin sword, pointing straight at the center of the eyebrows.
Leaning back?
Ye Lei didn't even tremble.
Ye Lei has also killed some, the master once said that the world is not worth it, but there are too many people who are worth killing.
So when he was very young, the master began to teach him to kill, and those people were not only cultivators, but also bandits who burned and plundered, robbers who raped people's wives and daughters, and evil gangsters who took the people as sheep.
The master is right, there are really too many people worth killing, too many.
Ye Lei also changed from panic at the beginning, to numbness, to a smile, and finally to normal.
Yes, the ordinary is like blinking, the ordinary is like the morning sun, and the ordinary is like the stars in the night sky.
He really killed a lot of people.
Hehe, let's enjoy the stars in the night sky.
Tong Guan thinks that he has seen the wind and rain that his peers have not seen.
As everyone knows, in Ye Lei's eyes, how can those light breezes and drizzles wash away the bloody wind and rain that they have walked through?
The slender finger was getting closer and closer, the thin sword seemed to be sharper and sharper, and for the first time in his life, Tong Guan felt an emotion called fear.
Instinct told him that if he didn't run away, he would meet the real great fears of the world.
He was frightened, and ran away frantically, the sword eventually grazing his cheek and landing in the void.
Tong Guan dodged, and a wound on his face was not deep or shallow, as if it had been slashed by an angry wild cat with its sharpest claw.
Tong Guan felt a wisp of warmth on his face, a little dazed, and a little angry.