Standing with a sickle, bending, jumping, and jumping directly into Pu Miaomiao's hand, Teacher Xide's voice sounded synchronously:

"Be careful, if the craftsman and the weapon wavelength do not match, there is a high chance that there will be a reaction of resistance, and you may be hurt when you are strict. Of course, it seems that Pu Miaomiao can still match SOUL to a certain extent, but you should pay attention, when SOUL reached Pu Miaomiao's hand, her hand moved, and then quickly stabilized, have you noticed? ”

Teacher Xide's explanation made the students' eyes focus on Pu Miaomiao's body, and he did see Pu Miaomiao's scythe that he had transformed into with some force, so that the whole knife holding action did not look as relaxed as Marga's.

"It proves that the wavelength of the two may be a little unsuitable, of course, it may also be intentional, in general, the combination formed in this way is not nothing, and there are also slowly run-in, but most of them find another partner after finding a problem, so we don't recommend this."

Pu Miaomiao tried to swing the scythe in her hand a few times, but found that compared to the usual weapon, the weapon incarnated by SOUL-kun seemed to be extremely heavy, although it didn't feel difficult to wield, but it was not easy to wield as smoothly as Majia just now.

"Is it one with the weapon?"

Thinking about what Teacher Sid had just said, he held the red and black sickle horizontally in front of his chest with both hands, and quietly began to feel the unruly young man just now.

"Pu Miaomiao's handling is very right now, in the situation of people who are not familiar with SOUL, coupled with the situation just now, if you can communicate with your heart now, you can make the connection between craftsmen and weapons closer."

Closing his eyes, imagining the feeling in his hand, the cold and hard touch kept coming from his hand, and Pu Miaomiao tried to find the young man from the cold and hard feeling, trying to be able to see the arrogant eyes of the young man. Pu Miaomiao suddenly had a feeling that her spirit was entering the world of the sickle, some resistant, some disdainful, and all kinds of emotions were mixed together.

"I seem to be able to see."

Pu Miaomiao muttered, she could feel SOUL's cynical attitude, Pu Miaomiao felt that she could cooperate, dance with this feeling, little by little, little by little, with ...... Pu Miaomiao felt that the sickle in her hand was becoming lighter and lighter, even if she still held the handle of the sickle with both hands, she couldn't feel the weight, but the more she didn't notice the weight, the more she could feel that the sickle fit tightly against her.

"You pay attention, Pu Miaomiao is now working a lot less in her hands, which means that she is gradually in line with SOUL now, this is the unity of mind and mind, which shows that Pu Miaomiao's classmates are constantly rising in harmony with SOUL."

Pu Miaomiao has a feeling, now she can swing the scythe in her hand to her heart's content, SOUL no longer resists her use, and even has a feeling of cooperating with her, Pu Miaomiao understands that this is just an illusion, because she cooperates to the extreme, this illusion will occur, but it doesn't matter, Pu Miaomiao has been able to wave the weapon in her hand.

The posture changes, the original horizontal scythe, changes one direction, facing forward, stabbing forward like a gun, the left hand is released, and the right hand is light but with full force to retract backwards, with a slight turn, you can see that the originally vertical blade is tilted a little bit in the process of returning, until it has become horizontal when it returns to the hand.

"This time it is very good to use, the original blade of the sickle is basically on the inside, Tong guò this time, it can directly cut the enemy from behind, Pu Miaomiao's skills are very good."

At the moment when the blade reached his chest, he instantly faced downward, using the outside of the sickle to prop up Pu Miaomiao's entire person in the air. Pu Miaomiao, who was in the air, instantly glanced at the audience and had a plan. With a tilt of his hand, the sickle that was originally holding Pu Miaomiao vertically was tilted, and Pu Miaomiao spread her legs and kicked towards Teacher Xide.

"Does Pu Miaomiao need the teacher to join in the rhythm of the performance? For the sake of today's first day, the teacher can not care, but next time I will notify in advance! ”

Seeing the direction of his legs, Xi Deshun, who had fought for many years, understood that Pu Miaomiao's trick instantly became a defensive posture, as a teacher, in this kind of performative drill, he definitely would not show his real strength, so he just put on a defensive posture and waited for Pu Miaomiao's attack.

And Pu Miaomiao's feet stepped directly on the defense of the two-handed structure of the West German teacher, like an iron wall, even if the strength of the whole body fell, the West German teacher seemed to be able to prevent it, but it was not Pu Miaomiao's means of attacking, the scythe that followed, the spread of the body, came a beautiful flip in the air, and the scythe also flipped with it, and the protruding exterior scraped straight towards the West German teacher.

"Roar, it turns out that this is Pu Miaomiao's last move?"

The hands folded in the shape of a cross were not completely separated, and they directly relied on the backs of their hands to superimpose each other, and just relying on such a force, they were able to withstand such an offensive.

"Teacher Sid's strength is really great, and even this can prevent my slash from falling."

After failing to strike a blow, he quickly pulled the scythe out of the backs of his hands, and Sid did not look embarrassed on purpose, but let go, as Marga had just done, and once again borrowed the scythe to support the ground, and slid backwards for a while on the outside of the scythe, which was not sharp, leaving a deep scratch on the wooden storefront.

At this point, Pu Miaomiao's use is over, and with a bow to everyone, SOUL changed into a human form, and couldn't help but praise:

"Newcomer, it's called ...... Pu Miaomiao, right? The skills are really good, and the figure is also good, but it's a pity that ......"

SOUL LOOKED AT HIS PARTNER BESIDE HIM, THE BARREN BODY WAS HIDDEN UNDER THE SCHOOL UNIFORM OF THE DEAD MARTIAL ARTS SCHOOL, AND HE COULDN'T SEE ANY CURVES AT ALL, SOUL COULDN'T HELP BUT SHAKE HIS HEAD.

"There's no pity, SOUL senior, even if you don't have a partner, I won't partner with you, because your temperament is too bad."

Originally, when she heard SOUL's words and the expression she saw, Ma Jia was about to teach SOUL a lesson, but when she heard Pu Miaomiao, she couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha...... SOUL, you have it today! Hahahaha......"

Regardless of the fact that he is a senior, he just laughed there. And SOUL, who heard this, had a dark face.

"Hmph, unlovely newcomer."

He turned and left the classroom, leaving Marga, who was still laughing.