Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Sword of the Kamikaze (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation Votes!)

"This surnamed Shi is lucky. ”

The battle that took place in the open space was reflected in the attic in the distance. Xu Nianxue leaned against the window, and the cherry pouted unhappily.

"This Shi Gongzi is indeed very smart and can grasp the fighter very well. ”

Unlike Xu Nianxue, Wang Zuying, a girl in yellow, is full of appreciation for Shi Xiaole.

The tracking some time ago made her have a deeper understanding of Shi Xiaole than others, but the more this is the case, the more it makes her feel like she is looking at flowers in a fog.

How to say it, this Shi Xiaole is not very old, but he is older than many people, and he does not have the enthusiasm that young people should have.

Perhaps it should be said that that kind of blood was deeply hidden by him.

This is like a sword that comes out of the oven, obviously it has to go through a period of opening before it can hide its edge. Shi Xiaole is good, as if he has directly skipped this opening period.

All in all, Wang Zuying has rarely seen such an interesting person.

"What's the use of grasping the fighter, isn't his trick just a glimmer of life? Hmph, he will definitely be defeated against the likes of Shangzuo Feiyang. ”

Xu Nianxue sneered, she couldn't listen to Shi Xiaole's good words.

Wang Zuying said: "Zuo Feiyang and his ilk think very highly of themselves, and they won't make a move on Shi Xiaole." ”

"Not necessarily. Senior sister, have you forgotten that Yue Xunxian promised me that he would teach this kid a good lesson for me?"

Hearing Xu Nianxue's words, Wang Zuying shook her head with a wry smile.

Shi Xiaole shouldn't have offended the proud junior sister in front of him, and next, I'm afraid he will have a hard time.

defeated the 'Halberd Maniac' Zhang Qingfang in an upset, Shi Xiaole can be said to have become famous in a fight, and completely became the focus of discussion among everyone present.

Even, even the 'lonely flying glow' Jiang Qingzhou, who had previously shined, was overshadowed. As for the 'Wind Catcher' Tao Ding, that's not to mention.

One by one, they looked at Shi Xiaole, there were the envy, admiration, and faint hostility of the teenagers, as well as the admiring eyes of the girls.

Whether from a man's point of view or a woman's point of view, Shi Xiaole's appearance can be called superior, coupled with his clear temperament and good talent, he is definitely a standard young man in the Jianghu script, and his future is promising.

"Little junior brother, you have caused us to worry in vain, you really have you!"

Returning to the seat of the Sword Painting School, Xiao Yuanbo punched Shi Xiaole's shoulder directly.

"Little junior brother, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself this time, and if someone challenges you next, you don't have to play easily. ”

Yuan Qiuwei said meaningfully.

Shi Xiaole defeated Zhang Qingfang, although there was an element of luck, but he was defeated, and if someone challenged him next, he either had absolute strength, or he wanted to use Shi Xiaole to become famous.

Either way, it's better not to pick it up.

Of course, Shi Xiaole understood what Yuan Qiuwei meant, and could also feel his kindness, so he smiled and said, "Thank you Senior Brother for reminding me, I will pay attention." ”

Yu Fangge nodded on the side, quite pleased.

Shi Xiaole didn't say anything else, it was just this good, humble enough. No matter what he thinks in his heart, at least on the surface, he respects several senior brothers and sisters who are not as strong as him.

"Master, I have what you have entrusted me. ”

On the other side, Zhang Qingfang walked back to his seat in despair.

Yan Donghua said: "Needless to say, since you planted it, you must learn the lesson of this time." That kid surnamed Shi is cunning, and I underestimate him. ”

Zhang Qingfang clenched his fists.

Losing to Shi Xiaole, he was not convinced, and even felt a sense of grievance. Because Shi Xiaole does not rely on absolute strength. If he did it all over again, Zhang Qingfang believed that he would never lose again.

"Let me make you proud first. ”

Zhang Qingfang plans to wait and see what happens, and the big deal is tomorrow, and he will challenge it again.

Shi Xiaole's prestige stimulated a large number of teenagers who had not yet played, and the next battle was more bloody and exciting, and everyone was eager to give full play to their strength.

Of course, in terms of gold content, it is definitely not as good as the battle between Shi Xiaole and Zhang Qingfang.

After all, the strength of the two of them is in the forefront of the second-level heroes, and they are not comparable to ordinary people.

As soon as noon arrived, Yue Changzheng announced the suspension of the competition. The people of the Dragon Castle delivered delicacies in an orderly manner, and everyone had lunch on the spot.

Half an hour later, the competition continued.

"Zuo Feiyang, let's practice our hands?"

Around Shen Shi, with a loud shout, everyone's hearts seemed to be heavily stirred. Ba Renxiong stood up from his seat, his whole body boiling with trembling intent.

"Since Brother Ba has spoken, how can Zuo have no reason not to fight?"

Zuo Feiyang laughed.

At the same time, the two of them jumped down from the ten-meter-high half-air corridor and landed lightly on the clearing, standing five feet apart.

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

Even Yue Xunxian and Liu Mengse became a little serious.

Although Zuo Feiyang and his ilk are inferior to them, they are barely a competitor, and they have not yet reached the point of being ignored.

"Zuo Feiyang, last time there was no winner or loser, this time I will use the knife in my hand to completely defeat you. ”

Ba Renxiong was full of red hair, wearing a samurai uniform of the same color, and slowly pulled out the broad broadsword behind his back.

"My opponent is not you, but Liu Mengse. ”

Zuo Feiyang replied.

This sentence angered Ba Renxiong, his eyes widened, and in the midst of a loud shout, he directly slashed forward.

is also a recultivation of Naqi, and Ba Renxiong's knife immediately let people know the gap between Junjie.

If Zhang Qingfang's halberd technique is as fierce as fire, then Ba Renxiong's sword technique is full of unparalleled domineering. Let your fire rage, I will cut it with one sword!

Zhang Qingfang's fist was bruised.

Obviously, he didn't fight, but he knew deeply that he was definitely not the opponent of the 'Scarlet Sword' Ba Renxiong.

"Well done. ”

Zuo Feiyang's smile did not change, and a sword blocked out.

The swords slammed into each other, surprisingly without sparks, until a few breaths had passed, when a terrifying loud bang suddenly sounded.

Rumble!

The suppressed energy finally exploded, blowing the hair of the two belligerents straight back, and the clothes made a sizzling tearing sound, as if they would be broken at any moment.

"Hahaha, Zuo Feiyang, your strength is not worthy of your words. ”

Ba Renxiong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the knife in his hand bloomed with a dazzling light. If Shi Xiaole's sword is called red, Ba Renxiong's sword can only be described as blood.

Blood, in itself, is a redder color than red.

"Let me show you, my five-style blood knife slash!"

Ba Renxiong swept forward with a knife, and the blade cut through the void, leaving a deep and thick blood mark in the rear, which gradually calmed down after a few breaths.

"I'm afraid you won't make it. ”

Zuo Feiyang's eyes burst out, and the long sword in his hand swung quickly, and a full seven swords came out in an instant.

The sound of metal clashes sounded like rain hitting plantains, and then people were horrified to find that Zuo Feiyang had gained the upper hand.

There is never only the wrong name, not the wrong name. Zuo Feiyang is known as the wind sword, precisely because the attack is as fast as the wind and the offensive is as continuous as the wind.

Once he strikes, his sword moves will be endless, attacking every corner of his opponent like a raging wind.

Those who are slightly inferior in strength will be defeated in an instant. And the stronger ones will also lose confidence in this kind of attack, and their fists and feet will be chaotic.

In the dinging sound, Ba Renxiong's bloody knife was restrained to death. Under the chain of attacks that fly like a spirit snake out of the hole and do everything, he is tired of defending.

"What a quick shot. ”

Shi Xiaole, like the others, fell into amazement.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, these eight words exhaust the characteristics of Zuo Feiyang's martial arts.

Judging from Shi Xiaole's perception that he is better than others, in the same time, Ba Renxiong can only make one sword, while Zuo Feiyang can produce at least three swords, or even four swords.

Although the power of each sword is not as good as that of Ba Renxiong, it can't withstand his attack landing points, so that Ba Renxiong is not to mention attacking, it is good to be able to defend normally.

"If you want to beat Zuo Feiyang, you either have to shoot faster than him, or you can win with one blow. ”

Shi Xiaole's dark eyes were shining, and there were thoughts in his heart that ordinary people couldn't even think of.

"Still not admitting defeat?"

In the middle of the clearing, Zuo Feiyang asked in a deep voice.

"Lose, hehe, Zuo Feiyang, you have indeed made amazing progress, but if you want to defeat Ba Mou, you are still far away, take me with an invincible blood knife slash!"

Ba Renxiong, who was at a loss, suddenly took a step, and the bloody knife in his hand slashed from bottom to top, which seemed to burst out all the momentum that had been condensed before.

The red blood, like the red glow in the sky, burst with this knife, so thick that people can't open their eyes.

"Not good!"

With a bang, Zuo Feiyang was knocked away, and his footsteps were messy.

And Ba Renxiong has been like a tiger out of the gate, attacking one after another, although the speed is not as good as Zuo Feiyang, but the momentum is more domineering, and the offensive is more violent.

Zuo Feiyang retreated and retreated, and soon approached the edge of the clearing.

"It's over, invincible blood slash!"

Ba Renxiong laughed, and used all his life's work to slash out the strongest knife so far.

The Great Elder led by Cloud Sword Pavilion, as well as Jiang Qingzhou and other disciples, all stood up, and some people even exclaimed Senior Brother Zuo.

Under the cover of the sword, Zuo Feiyang did not panic.

With a deep shout, his chest sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then suddenly returned to its original position. The next moment, Zuo Feiyang's sword-holding hands swung forward, as if he had exhausted the power in his blood.

Laugh at!

An invisible sword qi unexpectedly came out of the sword, and it shot fiercely, easily splitting the blood-colored sword into two, and finally knocked Ba Renxiong back more than ten meters away.

With a sharp throat, Ba Renxiong struggled to suppress the fishy sweetness, and looked at Zuo Feiyang who collected his sword in horror.

"What kind of sword move is that?"

Ba Renxiong muttered.

"A sword of the kamikaze. ”

Zuo Feiyang looked indifferent, but said proudly.

The kamikaze sword was a killing move that he painstakingly researched in order to deal with Liu Mengse. The terrifying thing about this move is that it can simulate sword qi, and the attack range reaches about half a zhang.

You must know that sword qi is such a thing, which can only be used by high-level swordsmen who accept qi, and has the power to kill people invisibly.

Zuo Feiyang condensed his power on the tip of the sword, and briefly achieved the 'sword qi' out of his body, although it was not really sword qi, but it also made many masters and disciples stunned.