Chapter Thirty-Eight: Second Defeat
Everyone was upset.
They are obviously here to find fault, but so far they have been deflated.
All the coercion was left to Chen Yu alone.
This is to find fault, it is clearly to find uncomfortable.
A black-clothed young man shouted loudly and said, "No need to report, just me, the first-level peak, the development rate of the Mud Pill Palace is 10%, which is the lowest cultivation on the spot." ”
"You? It's not me hitting you, you don't deserve it. ”
Chen Yu shook his head: "It's not important for me to shoot, I'm afraid that I will slap you to death, how bad is this, after all, it's not easy for your parents to raise you so big......"
"Don't talk nonsense, if you accept my challenge, see if I don't cut off your head and kick it as a ball!"
The black-clothed young man slammed the big iron gun in his hand, and his eyes were full of flames glaring at Chen Yu.
Not only was he angry, but even the senior brothers around him were angry one by one, filing their teeth in their mouths, eager to rush up and trample Chen Yu, a pretending criminal, to death.
A rookie who has just entered the first high-level.
With a mere 7% Mud Pill Palace development rate, even if his cultivation speed is a little faster, why is he so arrogant?
"Senior Brother Wang, directly skewered him with a sugar gourd!"
The crowd was filled with righteous indignation and shouted loudly.
Chen Yu saw that this wave of points was almost finished, and raised the black knife in his hand to look at Wang Shan, the young man in black: "Okay, since you are bent on seeking death, then I will accept your challenge." ”
Wang Shan was overjoyed.
The chance to get out of the air is finally here!
He laughed wildly, didn't even bother to use his ability, shook the big iron spear in his hand, and went straight to Chen Yu and stabbed in the throat.
The spiritual power roared, and the cold light locked Chen Yu firmly.
"Die!"
The corners of his mouth outlined a sinister sneer.
In his eyes, Chen Yu was already a corpse from the moment he accepted his challenge.
He has even begun to fantasize that after killing Chen Yu, he will be valued by Han Yangqiu and join the Han family to reach the peak of his life......
Chen Yu did not move like a mountain, watching quietly.
Until the tip of the spear was less than half a meter away from him, the black knife in his palm suddenly swung out, without the slightest fancy, and slashed straight towards the tip of the opponent's spear.
"Look for death!"
Everyone was completely relieved.
The first-level high-level and the first-level peak are head-to-head, is there still suspense?
With a difference of three percentage points, the victory or defeat is decided in the eyes of everyone.
But the moment the blade touches the tip of the gun—
Chen Yu's momentum increased dramatically, his muscles were like a dragon, his clothes were puffed up high, and the pure spiritual power poured into the tip of the spear along the blade, only to hear the "sonorous", the big iron spear was instantly split from it, and the tip of the spear was split into two halves.
Wang Shan only felt that his hands slipped, his hands couldn't bear the force, and the barrel of the gun was shocked and slid back, and the gun at the tail was pierced into his chest.
Although this gun is not as sharp as the tip of the gun, it is also a cone.
For a moment, blood splattered, and the piercing was more than two inches deep.
"You ......"
Wang Shan's face was hideous, and he spat blood from his mouth.
As he retreated, he grabbed the barrel of the gun with both hands and pushed forward, trying to pull it out.
But how could Chen Yu give him this opportunity.
The black knife in his palm was still on the tip of the gun, his hand borrowed the strength of his waist, and his waist borrowed the strength of his legs, and the strong physical strength exploded instantly, holding down the back of the knife and pushing forward.
Burst......
Wang Shan couldn't bear it at all.
Despite his efforts, the big iron spear slid back and pierced his body mercilessly.
The blood-stained gun pierced out of its back.
"You...... How could it be ......"
He raised his hand weakly and pointed at Chen Yu, blood kept gushing from his mouth, and his frightened eyes were full of despair.
"Weak, too weak......"
Chen Yu shook his head, twisted the black knife in his hand, and pulled it out of the gap that was split on the tip of the gun: "The victory or defeat has been decided, why don't you dogs hurry up and get out of the way, what do you want to do today?" ”
"Hate points from Wang Shan +826."
"Hate Points from XX +109, +95, +127......"
Everyone tightened their swords and tightened their encirclement.
At this moment, they finally knew why Chen Yu was able to kill and injure so many students of the same grade in the Spirit Beast Mountain Range.
This guy's physical strength is terrifying.
"Senior Brother Wang, how are you?"
The third-level mid-level black fat man rushed over and hugged Wang Shan.
His face looked anxious, but the palm of his hand secretly pressed against Wang Shan's back, and the spiritual power shook his heart.
"You ......"
Blood gushed from Wang Shankou, and his eyes were about to fall out.
In the end, without even saying a word, his neck was crooked, and he completely lost his breath.
"The surname is Chen, you kill him!"
The black fat man Mei Liangxin's eyes widened angrily, and he pulled out the big sword in his hand with a loud shout, and pointed at Chen Yu with hatred.
Everyone present was shocked.
Although the duel has no eyes and no eyes, life and death are at your own risk.
But they still didn't expect that Wang Shan would die on the spot.
Chen Yu frowned slightly.
Wang Shan's wound was not critical, with his first-level peak cultivation, it would never be fatal.
But now he is dead......
"What kind of teacher you have, what kind of students you can teach."
Chen Yu sneered, and didn't bother to argue.
Mei Liangxin's black face was hideous, and he raised the big sword in his palm: "The surname Chen, there are only two ways in front of you, either you commit suicide and apologize, or accept my challenge." ”
"Live well, why do you have to look for death?"
Chen Yu sighed.
Suddenly looked behind Mei Liangxin and laughed: "Teacher, you came back just in time, these little puppies want to beat me in groups, kill them quickly." ”
Liu Qingyin is here!
Everyone's hearts sank.
Although the school allows dueling, in front of Liu Qingyin, it is obvious that there is no way to continue to encircle Chen Yu.
Everyone turned their heads to look behind Mei Liangxin.
At this moment, Chen Yu suddenly burst out, rushed past Mei Liangxin, and slashed towards a second-level junior who was blocking the entrance of the Third Academy.
Eight Swift Wind Slashes!
The knife is like electricity, and it is as fast as the wind.
By the time everyone reacted to being deceived, Chen Yu had already killed the second-level beginner.
The black knife in his palm was full of coldness, and the flawless knife action seemed to have been practiced countless times, and the precision of the move made Mei Liangxin, who was at the third level of the intermediate level, stunned.
It has only been more than half a month since he opened his mind, how can he practice so accurately!
When Mei Liang was shocked in his confidence, he hurriedly activated his fire-based ability, and a blazing fire blade slashed towards Chen Yu's back.
At this point, he didn't care about the school rules.
Only one move to seriously injure Chen Yu could prevent him from hiding in the Third Academy.
Otherwise, when he enters the courtyard gate, it will be difficult to surround it.
Feeling the danger in his back, Chen Yu didn't look back, the knife in his hand went forward, and he slashed down.
So far, there is only one desperate fight.
Otherwise, surrounded by these people, even if they keep accepting their challenges, they will never give way, and in the end, it is estimated that they will only end up with exhaustion and fiasco.