burst god

Chapter 707 Layout
"I understand a little, but Xia Guowu Dao dabbles more."

Lu Ze's eyes were indifferent, and he took a sip of the soda water with his right index finger and thumb ring.

"Do you know Xia Qingying's sword power?"

Leng Gaoyi spoke suddenly, before Bu Chengyue was able to do so, and his tone even contained some questioning.

Lu Ze didn't care about Leng Gaoyi's bad tone, and replied in a flat tone: "Three seconds."

Three seconds?

Leng Gaoyi was taken aback.

And this kind of kendo?

Wait, maybe this kid is just talking nonsense.

Just as he was thinking, the two people in the field had already launched a confrontation.

Xia Qingying carried the sword with her body, the spine of the sword trembled, and the lonely and thin sword body gave birth to a majestic and heroic momentum.

[Fu Wu]·Twelve Sword Powers——The Yellow River's furious waves are coming to the sky!
As soon as the sword edge comes out, it is like the waves of a river, clear and turbid.

Xia Qingying's feet were staggered, and the stacked steps with a simple meaning were dazzling. It seemed that each step was changing direction, but in fact it opened and closed, and moved forward.

No one thought that Xia Qingying's slender body could show such a sword-like beauty.

"Han sword potential."

A sound came from Leng Gaoyi's ear suddenly, he turned his head subconsciously, and saw Lu Ze's sharp-edged side face.

So the three seconds just now were just waiting for a move?
There's something...huh?

Leng Gaoyi's face became a little ugly.

Before he opened his mouth, the fiery Bu Chengyue couldn't hold back his words: "Are you kidding? Who doesn't know that Xia Qingying chose the Han sword!"

The implication is that you should not show off this kind of brainless naming.

Lu Ze didn't seem to hear the implication, he just looked at the field calmly and said: "Han Jianshi, also known as Yuefu Sword, its sword style is like Yuefu poetry or atmosphere, or tactful, or joyful and sad, and its characteristic is to change moves. The transition is smooth and natural, like poetry flowing freely on the tip of a sword."

"At present, this set of swordsmanship is open and closed, and it has the potential to compete with the natural Lixin flow, which is strong in killing and killing, and has an excellent compatibility."

This well-founded statement unexpectedly once again bluffed a few people.

Bu Cheng was more determined to refute, but after opening his mouth, he found that he didn't know what to say.

In the end, he just turned his head away with a snort.

Even if it was choreographed, they had to admit that Lu Ze's choreography was of such a high level that it was impossible to refute it.

Look at the field again.

Facing Xia Qingying's attack, Luo Xiasheng thrust out his sword with lightning speed, blocked it precisely, and pressed down on the spine of his sword.

All the moves were made in one go, and the speed was so fast that less than [-]% of the audience could see them clearly.

After one move was blocked, there was no moment of stagnation, and the sword stabbed at the sixth level.

Natural heart flow·【Mountain Dragon】!
If it weren't for the distorted trajectory of the six paths extending five meters away in an instant, no one would know what happened in this instant.

"What a ruthless sword move."

In the VIP seat, Wu Wenlie looked unhappy, and he was not polite when he said this, obviously not just for himself.

"cough."

Feng Yiluo, who was still a little high-spirited yesterday, coughed.

Wu Wenlie frowned slightly.

Because the cough was not to cover up embarrassment, but a real physical discomfort.

A warrior with at least a 9-star gust of wind will have coughing symptoms?

Implanted with a crescent chip and undergoing genetic optimization, the body of a strong person may have been immune to 99% of the virus.

So even if it is a cough that is as short as a moment, it is definitely not normal.

Could it be that after the crescent ship flew out of the moon and before it arrived in Shencheng, Feng Yiluo fought against someone?

This is the only possibility that makes sense.

Wu Wenlie saw that Feng Yiluo had no intention of responding at all, so he stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the VIP seat was strange.

……

Facing Luo Xiasheng's thrilling six-fold stab.

Xia Qingying's flexible waist twisted, flashed lightly, and brushed the spine of the sword with two fingers of her backhand.

Inside the special alloy, there seemed to be thunder.

[Fu Wu]·Twelve sword moves——The sound is as loud as Yin Lei!

Xia Qingying slashed her sword brilliantly, like a Nine Heavens Xuannv who drew thunder with her single hand.

Luo Xiasheng's short body is holding a slender neon katana, and his movements are extremely flexible.

A light side knife protrudes forward, trembles, and retreats.

Offset the endless thunder in the sword.

——Natural Mind Flow·【Xia】Sword!

Luo Xiasheng looked at Xia Qingying frivolously, and swiped with his backhand.

Xia Qingying took two steps and one step, and the whole body bounced up from the ground without a sound, and Jian Guang followed suit.

In an instant, a group of springs rose up like a magnificent spring.

【Fu Wu】·Twelve Sword Powers—Baichuan Spraying Snow and Gao Cuiwei!

……

You attack me on both sides.

Xia Qingying's sword moves continuously, and when the sword moves to the "25 strings" style, the whole field is full of sword energy, full of majesty.

Everyone was attracted by this gorgeous sword move, and even more impressed by Xia Qingying's elegant figure.

Rao is a proud New Moon person, and at this time, he also offered Xia Qingying unstinting praise.

However, what surprised both parties was that Luo Xiasheng, who was supposed to be submerged in the tide of swords, was always able to accurately cut off Xia Qingying's sword intent.

Among them, the two changes [Yunwujian] and [Dayuanjian] cut the air in the field into two distinct sections.

Turbidity versus clearness, fire versus ice.

When the two touched each other again, people were shocked to find that a silhouette of Tai Chi appeared faintly in the dust-free field.

This is an air scene made with sword gestures or channeling or cutting.

"This Luo Xiasheng is so strong?"

In the preparation area of ​​the Hurricane Academy, everyone gasped.

They even saw the same shocked faces in the preparation area of ​​Sauron Academy.

Apparently, even the members of the Sauron Academy side didn't expect Luo Xiasheng to have such abilities.

This first-year spectator, who was originally regarded as an oil bottle, even tied the strongest of the Hurricane Academy.

This strength will definitely be the leader of Sauron Academy in the future.

Thinking of this, a kind of pride suddenly rose in these people's hearts.

Only the crescent moon talent can be so outstanding!

Xia Qingying looked at the Han sword in her hand, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, wondering what she was thinking about.

"Why, are you ready to give up after finishing a set of sword moves?"

Luo Xiasheng's smiling words came from the front.

Xia Qingying still didn't respond, she was reviewing every move that Luo Xia made just now.

"I know you are the strongest in Hurricane Academy."

Luo Xiasheng didn't take it seriously, but talked on his own. He turned to look at the auditorium and the live camera not far away.

Those eyes that looked like dark circles were full of evil, and then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Such a big move stunned the viewers on both sides.

Turning your head to look at the auditorium during the battle, this is a big taboo in the battle!
One inadvertent move is a total loss.

However, to the surprise of the Sauron Academy participants, the original leader, Matthew, seemed to have no objection.

Matthew felt the gazes from all around, and he chose to remain silent.

It's not a fight on the same level at all.

In the duel just now, Luo Xiasheng didn't unlock the second layer of genetic restriction at all.

That is a body comparable to that of a 9-star powerhouse on Earth.

If it really erupts, if Luo Xiasheng wants to, Matthew can guarantee that no one in the field can stop Luo Xiasheng from killing his opponent at that moment.

At the beginning, he even thought that Luo Xiasheng was sympathetic, but now it seems that an extremely absurd feeling came to his mind.

Luo Xiasheng is not pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade, he is clearly trying to create a game deliberately.

A game that no one can understand.

In the last battle, he forced himself to retreat and chose to replace him...

Matthew can be sure that this is by no means Mr. Feng's idea.

But Mr. Feng did not stop it. Looking at it from another perspective, this is already tacit approval.

and so.

[Yajima Natsuo, what is your motive? 】

Matthew looked at the field and felt a gaze from the side, and he squinted.

It turned out to be Clement, the top player in the command system.

The eyes of the two met, and the indifference in Clement's eyes made Matthew frown slightly.

Obviously, Clemenko noticed something unusual, but he didn't intend to communicate with himself. This directly shows that there are at least three factions with more than three positions in Sauron Academy, which has a small number of personnel.

……

Luo Xiasheng opened his eyes, looked at Xia Qingying who was starting to move again, shook his head and said, "You are so beautiful and charming, I don't feel any sense of accomplishment if I don't defeat you when you are the most angry."

Xia Qingying remained unmoved, and raised the edge of the sword in her hand.

Seeing this, Luo Xiasheng suddenly smiled, and he even frivolously raised his samurai sword with one hand.

"I know your past."

"Before I tell you the following words, please allow me to introduce myself first."

Luo Xiasheng flicked it casually.

hum!
The viewers are all awe-inspiring.

Because Luo Xiasheng casually stabbed this light katana into the extremely tough special alloy ground!

"My name is not Luo Xiasheng. Luo is my mother's surname. My name is actually Yajima Natsuo."

"Yajima, you probably don't remember this word..."

"It's okay, let me recall for your dead parents."

Luo Xiasheng spoke casually.

When the last sentence fell.

Xia Qingying, who was originally as calm as water, suddenly looked at each other, her long eyelashes trembling violently.

For the first time, an emotion called anger flashed in her eyes!

(End of this chapter)