Chapter Ninety-Five: The Praying Mantis

The Shura Dojo of the Inhuman Hall, to say that it is Shura, is indeed true.

On the evening of that day, more than a dozen people had ghosts and stayed on the Shura school grounds and were reluctant to leave, just to find a "stranger order".

Among them, Lekang, who can train mastiffs, first found this token. He is physically strong and agile, and he is supported by two mastiffs. Plus now the Iron Token is in his arms. Of course, this competition should be won by him.

But when he thought of a Chang Si who looked like a dead man, he was not convinced. actually said to Le Kang that he wanted to collect the bodies of his one person and two dogs.

It turned out that Chang Si was originally a corpse chaser in Xiangxi, and Lekang was furious when he said this, and ordered his two vicious dogs to pounce on Chang Si.

But Chang Si was not panicked, he saw that the vicious dog had pounced in front of him, but he unhurriedly stretched out his hand and raised it in the air, and a white mist spread from his fingertips.

The two vicious dogs were unaware at first, but they still flew forward. But only a moment later, they fell to the ground at the same time as if they had lost their heads. The two mastiffs were originally well-trained by Lekang to continue to pounce on their enemies even if they were seriously injured. But this time they fell to the ground, but they did not immediately get up. Instead, he rolled wildly on the ground and barked wildly, as if he was in extreme pain.

Lekang loves dogs, and sees that his two baby-like mastiffs were suddenly put to the ground by the unknown white powder, struggling in pain. His heart was really like a knife, his eyes were blood-red, and he roared angrily at Chang Si: "Dead thief!

Chang Si took a few steps back, moved away from the frantically struggling mastiffs, and said, "The people who came here all relied on their own skills to compete, but you brought mastiffs to help. You're not a yin damage trick, but I'm a yin damage trick?"

Lekang pounced on his two mastiffs to take a closer look, twisted a little white powder stuck to the dog's hair with his fingers and sniffed it, and his heart was bright. He said angrily to Chang Si: "Good dog thief, sure enough, quicklime is used!"

He saw that his two mastiffs each pressed their forefeet against their eyes, and there were burn marks on the mucous membranes of their mouths and noses. Apparently the two dogs were also blinded by burns.

Lekang's two mastiffs are his careful and growing up. But the mastiff has broken its eyes and nose, and it is useless waste. Now they fell to the ground, convulsing and barking in pain. Lekang is also in pain like them.

Suddenly, he pulled out a long dagger from his sleeve and pressed it against the head of the mastiff beside him. Mastiffs have a feeling for their owners. Although he couldn't support it in pain, he felt that the palm pressing on his head belonged to the owner. It suppressed its pain and stopped writhing.

Le Kang endured the pain in his heart, and suddenly stabbed the dagger into Ao Dog's heart with his hand. The mastiff was not defensive against his master, and his eyes and nose were destroyed, so he did not feel in danger. Suddenly, his back trembled, and his hair stood on end like barbs. A mournful whisper came from his mouth.

Lekang still pressed the mastiff's head with one hand to prevent him from moving. The mastiff was also obedient, and was stabbed into the heart by the owner, and he didn't turn his mouth to bite the owner's palm when he was dying.

At last the mastiff stopped moving, and was dead. Lekang concocted the same method, and another dagger pierced into the heart of another mastiff. In an instant, the two mastiffs he brought were all settled.

The rest of the people saw that Lekang's biggest reliance was gone, and everyone felt relaxed in their hearts. And Lekang raised his head, a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at Chang Si, who was about to fall down at any time.

Chang Si seemed to be happy, and said to Lekang: "You are also polite." I said I'd collect the bodies of your two dogs. You killed two dogs for me first. It's okay, I'll do it. “

Le Kang roared, raised the dagger, and said, "There is still a dog life, I will take it!"

Lekang used to be a hunter, not only good at dog training, but also some tricks to fight tigers and wolves. His heart was furious, and the dagger in his hand made the tiger angry. Every move and style is straight to Chang Si's vital stab.

It was only then that Yu Yu's heart hung again. On weekdays, they only relied on two dead dogs to show off their might, but they didn't expect him to be very skilled. It turned out that this person was still deeply hidden, and he kept his hands behind.

Chang Si finally saw sweat on his forehead, and the expression on his face was not as calm and calm as just now. He narrowly dodged a few stabs one after another, describing him as extremely embarrassed.

Lekang's backhand was another stab, Chang Si really couldn't dodge, and he ran out from Lekang's crotch. Rao was like this, and Lekang's dagger also sliced the robe on Chang Si's body from behind.

Chang Si looks like a bamboo pole on weekdays, but now after the robe is cut, it is even more hunting in the evening breeze. He put away his previous ruffian look and stared viciously at Lekang in front of him.

Na Lekang is like a wounded mad tiger, where can he manage so much, and he is holding a dagger again. He was bent on stabbing the dagger in Lekang's heart in order to avenge his two mastiffs.

And Chang Si no longer blindly dodged, he saw Lekang rushing towards him again, and suddenly raised his hand again. Lekang is not a fool, he has long prevented Chang Sihui from using lime powder again. He quickly held his breath and didn't turn his head to avoid the side.

But I didn't expect to wait for a breath and not see the white powder flying. Le Kang looked back in surprise, and at this moment, Chang Si suddenly bullied him. He has a white tube in his mouth.

Lekang didn't know why Chang Si was suddenly so close to him. Chang Si's face as green as a dead ghost was almost pasted.

But the next moment he immediately realized the danger, but there was no way to avoid it.

Chang Si blew on the straw in his mouth, and a stream of white powder blew straight into Lekang's eyes.

Chang Si saw that things were working, and spit out the straw in his mouth, and then he smiled and took a few steps back.

Lekang finally fell for it. His eyes suddenly went black, and his eyes were hot and painful. But he didn't dare to rub his eyes with his hands.

Chang Si saw that this was a good time, and snatched the dagger in Le Kang's hand with his backhand. This thin man like the living dead, when he really encounters something, his hand strength is extraordinarily big. He reversed the hilt of his sword and stabbed it straight into Lekang's heart.

Lekang couldn't see things, but suddenly felt that the dagger in his hand was robbed, and he knew that things were not good. It's a pity that I haven't had time to react, and my intuition is cold.

After that, I trembled all over my body and felt a sharp pain in my heart.

He used this technique just now to kill his two mastiffs one after another. Who would have thought that only after such a moment, he would have to die like this.

Lekang shook his body full of grief and indignation, wanting to die with Chang Si. It's a pity that it was dark in front of him, and after dancing wildly for a long time, he finally fell heavily on the mud floor of the school field. A puff of dust and blood splattered on the trouser legs of the people around them.

Chang Si saw that Le Kang really wouldn't come back alive, and rushed towards Le Kang's corpse with an arrow. At this time, there was also a dagger in the bosom of the corpse. Chang Si tore open the blood-soaked placket and found the blood-red iron medal.

He couldn't care about the blood, and excitedly stuffed the iron plate into his arms. Then he looked up at the rest of the dozen or so people. Chang Si stood up with heavy breathing, his usual cloudy eyes were now rarely shining, as if asking, "Who else!"