It is precisely because of this that Fujii Yuchiya came to the duel half an hour early. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He clearly remembered that this was the first time that he attached so much importance to an opponent, and it was also the first time in his life that he was waiting for an opponent, and it was the first time that he deeply understood the feelings of a waiter.

There are three minutes left until the matchup.

The audience, referees, supervisors, and even Lan Siling were all present, but Su Hao didn't even see a shadow.

The torment and anxiety were slowly eating away at the calm of Fujii Michiya, who sat motionless in the middle of the field, and the flames of anger were gradually burning, which had been enjoyed by his opponents in the past, but now it was his turn.

He suddenly regretted that it would be a mistake to take a prudent response.

An ominous feeling arose, but he quickly drove it away with a hideous smile and a crazy look that the "madman" should not be afraid, but should make his opponent afraid.

However, the vague hope that Su Hao really couldn't come prevailed in the comparison with the anger.

Fujii Michiya felt a little cold, and this is a feeling that only comes when you are really worried.

There is only one minute left.

There were more bloodshots in his eyes, and he stared at the entrance without blinking, hoping that Su Hao would appear soon and that the time would come to judge Su Hao directly, and his contradictory mood made him almost really become a madman.

The duel arena was no longer as quiet as it had just been, and a strange atmosphere permeated the entire venue, and whispers rang out in Fujii Michiya's ears from time to time like mosquitoes buzzing.

His mood was extremely bad.

Thirty seconds, all the sounds stopped abruptly, and only one person's footsteps sounded over the field, not loud, very rhythmic, giving people a leisurely and calm feeling.

Su Hao finally appeared, there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, and the clothes on his back were also a little damp, and it looked like he had just gone through a lot of exercise.

Everyone was in doubt.

There are only two possibilities to train for a large amount of exercise before the life-and-death duel, one is not to take the opponent in your eyes at all, and the other is to be a fool.

But no one thinks that Su Hao will be a fool, so there is only ......

However, almost no one felt that Su Hao was completely sure.

Including Dongfang Yantian, the person who hates Fujii Yuqiya the most.

"You're so stupid!" Fujii Michiya laughed and jumped up from the ground, "If you don't come, you can save your life, and if you come, you will be sent to death, why do you still come!" ”

Stimulating and provoking opponents before the war has always been his favorite method.

It's just that when he said these words, his anger was also burning, because Su Hao made him wait too long, because he saw that Su Hao was going to train with a lot of exercise before the duel with him, which made him especially angry.

Su Hao ignored him, and just walked to the center of the field with this rhythmic step.

When he stopped and was five meters away from Fujii Yuqiya, the hour hand was exactly on time, and the voice of Dongfang Yantian sounded accurately at this time.

"It's time, the showdown begins!"

Fujii Yuqiye's mood still hadn't calmed down, and he had prepared a lot of words that could anger Su Hao, but because Su Hao arrived on time, he said a word.

So he was very unwilling.

"Yaga, your ......"

As soon as he got up, his pupils suddenly constricted.

Su Hao, who seemed to have no sign of making a move, suddenly made a move, and at this moment he didn't have time to pull out the extremely cherished katana, but seeing that Su Hao also had no weapon in his hand, the heart he had just raised was put down again.

It's just that his anger has not diminished in the slightest, and it was originally his plan to strike first.

Now everything seems to be completely different from what he had planned.

Su Hao jumped up in mid-air, his right leg bent up, and his knee facing forward, which seemed to be a basic technique of strong knee collision in the army.

A hideous smile appeared on Fujii Michiya's lips.

This kind of technique was of no use to him, a skilled martial arts cultivator, and he was ready to take a step back, which would be enough time for him to draw his katana.

The opponent's lack of use of weapons does not mean that he is not ready to use weapons.

However, his judgment was wrong again, and a snow-bright sword light suddenly lit up in his eyes, and his crazy bloodshot eyes strangely burned with pain.

But what the sword light brought out was not fiery, but cold and piercing.

- It shouldn't be burning! It should be a sting!

Fujii didn't know why he still had such a strange thought at such a time, but Su Hao's body suddenly sank, and he landed in front of Fujii's expectations, and then a thunderous attack suddenly came.

This style of play is completely the mecha battle method when dealing with the "master" last night.

Therefore, Fujii Yuqiye felt very uncomfortable, although he was also a mecha master, but he had never seen the tricks used by Su Hao, so he had to retreat.

However, Su Hao's speed accelerated again.

The sword light turned into a point of light, this is a sword move that Su Hao comprehended in the world of life and death, only because of the blue fall saber, so it is three points more powerful.

even made Su Hao feel that people and knives were completely compatible.

Blood flowers bloom in mid-air, not many but very vivid.

It's Fujii Michiya's blood, which is also bright red and red, just like everyone else.

So he also felt the same fear as everyone else, the fear of death.

What followed was a stinging pain, which was in the knee, and the knife was not deep, but it made his right leg suddenly weak, and before he could bend it, a sharp pain in the crook of the knee made him scream loudly.

The tendons in the crook of the leg were unexpectedly broken by Su Hao's saber.

This right leg is completely useless.

This is a fear deeper than death, the last trace of madness left in his eyes completely flew away, leaving only panic and grief, he finally understood what Su Hao was going to do.

It's just that it's too late for anything.

Elbows, wrists, ankles, and waists kept coming from the pain that made his heart break, the blood flowers were blooming one by one, and the movements were only powerless struggles with the appearance of the blood flowers, and the faces that had been tortured by him with crazy methods appeared one by one, each of them was a happy smile.

And he could only scream wildly with a duck-like voice.

When Dongfang Yantian bloomed with the first blood flower, the fetters in his heart immediately disappeared, and he seemed to see the pot of revenge flowers that had been placed next to his son's bed in full bloom.

Each one was as brilliant and bright red as blood.

The pure power in his body began to flow in the bright red, and the realm that had been silent for a long time began to loosen, and he let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile that had not been seen for a long time suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips.

-- What a relief!

"Yaga! Stop it! ”

A noisy, extremely discordant voice interrupted Dongfang Yantian's pleasure, he frowned, and suddenly stepped out, his body like a wall blocking the movement of a middle-aged short instructor rushing to the center of the field.

Su Hao also took two steps back at this time, with an indescribable calm on his face.