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Chapter 709 Please wait

The girl's cold eyes were full of deep sadness.

She does not hate her parents who have left her for a long time.

She just simply believed that, as a human being, one should turn one's heart toward the rising sun.

It is human nature not to take the sorrow of others as one's joy.

Without this.

It is extremely evil.

At this moment, Xia Qingying was fully armed!

——24 Poems·Sorrowful Sword!

……

At this moment, Natsuo Yajima finally took the last step and circled around.

He saw the Han sword cutting the air like lightning and flint.

So at this moment, he laughed heartily.

The elegance of the Crescent Man who had tried so hard to pretend was gone.

After solving the biggest worry in my heart, I can finally live freely in the future.

To him, Yajima Natsuo, the Sauron Academy, which is full of geniuses, is nothing more than that!
After solving the woman in front of her who is like a snow-white cherry blossom on Mount Fuji, when she fell into the abyss was her highlight moment.

Therefore, the preparation area focuses on my weak, and the audience focuses on my mediocre people.

The distant moon base watched my classmates.

Please cheer for me from now on...

Swordsmanship - Dragon Flying Sword!

A dragon chant sounded.

The samurai sword swept across the sky.

Everyone was horrified to see that a white dragon really appeared from the cloud, following the traces of the knife light.

The sword light and the knife light met precisely.

Ding sound.

Cut in all directions.

The shock wave up to several meters turned into a saber aura.

It hit the edge of the field with a bang.

The figure that seemed to be chopped open by Xia Qingying with [24 Poems·Sorrowful Sword] gradually dissipated.

"Top of the head!"

"It even knocked the defensive light shield out of its convex shape."

Those who watched this scene almost stood up in horror.

Just as people outside the field cannot hear the words of those on the field, so people on the field cannot hear what is said outside the field.

But Xia Qingying is a master of swordsmanship who has reached the realm of sword heart enlightenment.

Her five senses are so sharp, she raised her head suddenly at the first moment, and Yajima Natsuo who smiled like a devil was reflected in her cold eyes.

A brilliant demonic smile blooms.

The samurai sword in Natsuo Yajima's hand spun and disappeared in an instant.

In midair, in the daytime, a crescent moon flashed away with a light orange light.

Swordsmanship - Moon Shadow Sword!

The Han sword flew in Xia Qingying's hand.

At this moment, the momentum is like a veteran of hundreds of battles, and his slender body actually creates the momentum of thousands of troops.

[Da Dao mourns on a daily basis, if you are a talented person. 】

The Han sword swept through the sad wind and swept it away.

Swords and knives intersect.

boom!
The air ten meters away from Xia Qingying's body shook violently, separating large white waves.

The metal ground filtered this vibration layer by layer, but it still couldn't be eliminated, and it was finally transmitted to the outside.

Everyone in the audience felt the heaviness.

What a powerful force!

People were shocked by the strength of Yajima Natsuo and Xia Qingying.

However, when people saw that Yajima Natsuo was holding a knife with one hand, the shock finally turned into shock.

"one-hand……"

"How strong is that crescent man!"

Yajima Natsuo, who was fighting fast in the arena, seemed to hear the freshmen outside the arena. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Xia Qingying.

"Just use my weakest to beat your strongest, hahaha."

He laughed wantonly.

Throwing away the samurai sword high up, he took it backhanded, with the sword on his back.

this moment.

Because of the visual difference caused by the extremely fast movement of Yajima Natsuo and the light flow through the air with the knife light, in the eyes of everyone and the live video, it was suddenly divided into three.

"The sky is poor, the evening is over, and it rains in May."

The ancient neon language bloomed leisurely in his mouth, and he chopped out with the arm behind his back.

Everyone in the auditorium stood up abruptly, looking at the scene in disbelief.

actually……

Cut out a sea of ​​swords that is as gorgeous as a rainbow.

The brilliant white light swallowed Xia Qingying in an instant.

Ding.

The fire appeared, and the shock wave bloomed together.

Did you block it again?
Doubts flashed through the minds of the crowd.

However, in everyone's field of vision, fragments of a broken sword spun and flew down...

when hitting the edge of the field.

boom!
The second violent tremor bloomed with the most violent momentum.

The earth is rumbling.

A white figure flew straight across 30 meters and hit the light shield barrier heavily.

The belt was broken, and the hair was full of black hair.

Xia Qingying stared straight at the broken sword in his hand.

She has been with the sword since she was sensible, in the dark night with no one, the lonely courtyard, and the cold cliff.

All kinds of swords have spent the longest time with her.

However, in the past ten years, no sword has ever been broken.

Today, Yajima Natsuo's berserk [May Rain Sword] instantly destroyed her sword intent, and destroyed her sword edge as if it was dying.

She saw with her own eyes that her weapon broke in front of her.

This is no longer a single-handed Han sword for battle.

This is even a pathetic sword that pinned all her emotions.

However, the wound was torn open and the blade was broken.

She stood here pitifully and lonely, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

The longing that had been entrusted quietly went away.

When the sword is broken, the desire to win is also broken.

The heart of the sword is transparent, and the trauma of a broken sword to the sword bearer is far greater than the physical trauma.

"Ah, ah...it's really nothing more than that."

Looking at Xia Qingying who was a little lost, Yajima Natsuo felt the pleasure of destroying the most beautiful things with his own hands.

It's really intoxicating.

However, I don't agree with such a loss.

Natsuo Yajima threw the samurai sword casually.

boom!
The crowd heard the thunder in disbelief.

The knife unexpectedly entered a subsonic state in an instant, and its target was directed at Xia Qingying.

Referee Gui Yi forcibly suppressed the intention to make a shot.

Because this knife is not a lethal knife, the target is to stick to Xia Qingying's ear and cut into the light curtain behind him.

However, the expected screen did not appear.

Without warning, Xia Qingying stretched out her left hand to hold the samurai sword.

The blade was less than 3 centimeters away from the light shield at the edge of the field.

tick...

tick...

Blood dripped down his feet.

Xia Qingying's left hand actually held the samurai sword firmly.

The blade cut a long wound in her white palm, and bright red blood flowed and dripped along the blade.

She raised her face and looked at Yajima Natsuo who was smiling like a devil.

"I lost."

Xia Qingying said these three words.

At this moment, she was like the little girl who was about to see the light, returning to the night again.

There was an uproar.

The referee ghost looked complicated.

The senior management of the academy knew about Xia Qingying's situation.

She can be said to have been watched by a generation of strong people in the academy.

She is the daughter of a martyr, a descendant of the country, and the best candidate for the future leader of the Hurricane Academy's Secret Armed Forces.

This innocent girl didn't deserve to be hurt like this.

They had never heard the word admit defeat from Xia Qingying's mouth.

But today...

She conceded.

Yajima Natsuo seemed to have heard the big joke, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Funny smiley face, dark circles like eye shadow, pot head.

No matter how you look at the scene that violates harmony, no one dares to laugh.

Because this boy, in the confrontation just now, was really...

so horrible.

"In the 15th game, Hurricane Academy Luo Xiasheng won!"

The light shield disappeared, and the referee announced the result in a difficult manner.

The arena was silent, and then cheerful applause rose from the preparation area of ​​Sauron Academy.

In the distant moon base, the cheers almost shook the sky.

All Sauron students know that starting today, a new star is about to be born.

In the field, Yajima Natsuo raised his hands, greeted the silent gaze indifferently, turned and walked towards his preparation area.

In the auditorium, people stood up one after another, ready to walk away.

until...

A gentle voice, like a breeze, sounded softly in this space.

"please wait."

Ok?
Everyone was stunned.

At the Hurricane Academy's preparation seat, Lu Ze drank the last sip of soda water, put the can aside, and stood up gently.

At this moment, all the eyes of the audience who were about to leave were cast!
(End of this chapter)