Chapter 710: Casting Thousands of Autumns

I'm not worthy?

Strangeness flashed in Yajima Natsusheng's eyes, and at this moment he looked at Lu Ze with an idiot look.

So you're more than just fun.

And the smile on his face grew brighter.

"Why am I going to break your sword?"

The strange demon boy looked at the katana in his hand with a nervous look.

"It's a pity that this is just the ...... of the arena"

Half a sentence is still unfinished.

Then the meaning made the listener feel inexplicably chilled.

This is just the arena, and if it's not the arena, it's not just about cutting off your sword.

Originally, the Sauron students, who were a little dissatisfied because of Lu Ze's appearance, heard this, and only then did they feel that the prestige of the academy had been restored.

That's right, that's what Sauron Academy should be.

As for the threat?

That's right, what about threatening you?

In the preparation seat, the players who sat down again glanced at each other and sneered in unison.

Galen stroked his red hair and said leisurely, "I found that Rorschason doesn't seem to be annoying. ”

"Yajima Natsuo, as he said himself, a samurai with neon blood, no wonder you can see such a charming and splendid kendo." Gabriel raised his chin proudly, his movements graceful and handsome.

There was a good-natured laugh all around.

On the other hand, on the side of Hurricane Academy, his expression was not relaxed.

Their solemnity comes from the fiasco of Xiao Yang and Xia Qingying, the two arms ceilings.

As for the understanding of Lu Ze......

Just from the forums of the last few days.

To put it more directly, it is not an exaggeration to compare Lu Ze to an Internet celebrity.

……

Natsuo Yajima yawned, and the katana in his hand swirled around his fingertips, eventually raising an index finger as he did.

The slightly curved katana rests vertically on the fingertips.

Yajima Natsuo's left hand naturally drooped, and the tip of his right finger was against a katana that did not fall, and the contempt in it was self-evident.

When he raised his eyelids, he stared at Lu Ze opposite, and the corners of his mouth suddenly grinned in an exaggerated arc.

It was a heart-palpitating smile.

Bend your index finger and push it lightly.

The katana left the fingers flicked slightly.

The crowd's gaze naturally rises with the blade, and when it reaches its highest point, it falls with it.

"Shh......h You listen. ”

Rorschach put his index finger to his lips and sat in a gesture of quiet and attentive listening.

The blade fell right in front of him, and Rorschason's index finger seemed to press forward slowly.

Fingertips –

A shock wave with a diameter of more than 1 meter suddenly unleashed.

The free-falling katana suddenly turned into a fast-spinning knife wheel and disappeared from view.

The whistling sound waves bloomed with the brilliant white light.

Natural Rational Flow - Swordsmanship: [Wheels]!

The attack, in a calm and homely atmosphere, finally started with the domineering finger of the demon boy Yajima Natsusheng.

It's a shocking blow.

When the knife wheel cuts through the air, distorting the waves of air like the sea being divided, the scalp of people is numb and fascinated.

It's the perfect expression of extreme strength and extreme skill.

And people can see more clearly that Luo Xiasheng didn't use all his strength at all in the last battle against Xia Qingying!

Even, it's clearly just playing!

"The Ancient Sword is Cold and Gloomy ......"

A gentle self-chant with a leisurely ancient rhyme, breaking through the blockade of the twisting sound of the knife wheel, clearly appeared in people's ears.

Well?

This is......

When the wandering gaze fell on Lu Ze, people's hearts beat fiercely.

Lu Ze didn't look up, he didn't seem to see the knife wheel that was about to slash to the top of his head in an instant, he just held the Han straight sword in one hand, leaned in front of him, and blew lightly.

The air flow in his mouth brushed through the bladeless edge.

Airplanes~

Strangeness flashed in the minds of the viewers in the viewing field.

Just a moment, they heard the sound of a sword?

The broken hair on Lu Ze's forehead was blown up by the wave of sword wheel qi that was finally on top of his head, and his gaze lifted along with the sword blade that was gently raised, but the direction was looking to the side.

"Cast thousands of years."

Lu Ze lightly added a five-word poem.

At the moment when the crowd exclaimed, he calmly tilted his head slightly, his left hand was still in his trouser pocket, and his right hand held the sword slanted lightly, and the spine of the sword was in front of him.

The knife wheel passed by, grinding against the spine of the sword on the other side, with a roaring momentum...... Passing by.

Blazing sparks emerge like a long dragon in an instant.

Rumble!

Behind him, there was a loud bang.

Natsuo Yajima's style [wheel slammed] into the edge of the field, castrated unabated, and spun into the air.

However, the attention of the crowd was not there.

All that flashed in people's minds was the boy who never raised his eyelids to look at his opponent.

"The ancient sword is cold and gloomy, and it has been cast for thousands of years. Lu Ze just said this poem! ”

Moreover, when Lu Ze's figure flashed in the viewer's mind, two lines of Lu Ze's whispered poems naturally flashed together.

When these two poems were connected together, everyone heard Hong Zhong Dalu in their ears in a trance.

The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.

When the rhythm faded, the white light flashed through people's minds again.

White light?

Is it the demon boy Rorschason who popped out that knife wheel?

No!

It was the white light behind the blazing fire dragon that bloomed in front of Lu Ze.

"Look!"

At this time, someone exclaimed, and the eyes of the crowd fell on the center of the field.

Lu Ze raised his head, picked up the Hanzhi sword in his hand, and twisted it slightly.

One side is as smooth as a mirror, and the other is dark and dark.

So, just ......

Countless people's faces were stunned.

Is Lu Ze sharpening his sword?

And looking at Lu Ze's expression, it seems that he is still satisfied with the effect of sharpening the sword this time?

Then this is no coincidence.

If not by coincidence......

Oh, my God!

When the reasoning naturally flowed to this level, fine beads of sweat appeared on everyone's foreheads in an instant.

This is more than a scary thought.

……

……

A large area of mist came out of Yajima Natsuo's feet, and the whole person bounced straight into the air.

Arrive straight onto the light mask in a manner similar to the Crescent Attack Model Tomahawk-style attack, and with a kick of your foot, you will meet the bouncing [Wheel Blade].

The smile on his face was still there, just a little cold.

His amazing blow was actually made a whetstone by the other party.

It's not quite the same script he envisioned.

With an already eccentric and tyrannical personality, an evil dragon has quietly awakened in his heart.

Reach out and insert the high-speed rotating scoring wheel head-on.

The apparition vanishes.

Yajima Natsuo held the handle of the knife precisely, and a stream of information flashed in the depths of his indifferent eyes.

[Combat chip No. 1, activated.] 】

As a genius boy carrying three 7th generation chips.

Yajima Natsuo's chip is completely different from others, and he has made the chip function single for the first time.

For example, the No. 1 Combat Chip that is now activated.

That's it-[Full Sense Multiplication]!

With an overclocking state that has tripled the five senses, it achieves the ultimate trick.

However, at this moment, a bad feeling suddenly flashed in his heart.

Without warning, extremely abrupt!

Dark circles, watermelon heads, and ridiculousness flashed in his cruel eyes.