burst god

Chapter 711

I do not deserve?
There was a strange flash in Yajima Natsuo's eyes. At this moment, he looked at Lu Ze with an idiot look.

It turns out that you are more than interesting.

So the smile on his face grew brighter.

"Why do I want to break your sword?"

The eccentric demon boy looked at the samurai sword in his hand with a nervous look.

"It's a pity that this is just a competition field..."

Say half a sentence, the meaning is still unfinished.

Then the meaning made the listener inexplicably chill.

This is just the arena, if the implication is not the arena, then it is not just cutting off your sword.

The Sauron students who were dissatisfied with Lu Ze's appearance at first felt that the prestige of the academy had been regained after hearing this.

Right, this is the domineering that Sauron Academy should have.

As for threats?

That's right, so what if I threaten you?

On the preparation bench, the team members who sat down again looked at each other and let out a sneer at the same time.

Galen flicked his red hair and said leisurely: "I find that Luo Xiasheng doesn't seem to hate it."

"Yajima Natsuo, he said it himself, a warrior with neon blood, no wonder he can see such a charming and gorgeous sword." Gabriel raised his chin proudly, his movements are elegant and handsome.

There was good-natured laughter all around.

On the other hand, Hurricane Academy's expression was not relaxed.

Their solemnity comes from the disastrous defeat of Henry Zhang and Xia Qingying, the two force ceilings.

As for the understanding of Lu Ze...

Just from the forums in recent days.

To put it more directly, it is not an exaggeration to compare Lu Ze to an internet celebrity.

……

Yajima Natsuo yawned, twirled the samurai sword around his fingertips, and finally raised an index finger with him.

The slightly curved samurai sword landed vertically on the fingertips.

Natsuo Yajima's left hand hangs down naturally, and a samurai sword that has not fallen is resting on the tip of his right finger. The contempt is self-evident.

When he raised his eyelids and stared at Lu Ze opposite, the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into an exaggerated arc.

That is a heart-throbbing smile.

Bend your index finger and tap it lightly.

The samurai sword flicked slightly away from the fingers.

The eyes of the crowd naturally rose with the blade, and then fell together when it reached the highest point.

"Shh...you listen."

Luo Xiasheng put his index finger on his lips, assuming a posture of listening quietly and carefully.

The blade fell right in front of his eyes, and Luo Xiasheng pressed his index finger forward slowly but quickly.

fingertip--

A shock wave with a diameter of more than 1 meter suddenly swayed.

The free-falling samurai sword instantly turned into a rapidly rotating knife wheel and disappeared in front of his eyes.

The howling sound waves bloom together with the brilliant white light.

Natural mental flow——Swordsmanship·【Wheel Sword】!
The attack, in a calm and homely atmosphere, was finally launched with the domineering finger of the devil boy Natsuo Yajima.

This is a shocking knife.

When the image of the knife wheel cutting the air and distorting the air waves as if the sea water is divided, people's scalps are numb and they are mesmerized.

This is the perfect expression of extreme strength and extreme skill.

And people could see more clearly that Luo Xiasheng didn't use all his strength in the last battle against Xia Qingying!

Even, it was clearly playing!
"Gu Jianhan is dark..."

A soft self-chant with a leisurely ancient rhyme, broke through the blockade of the twisted sound waves of the knife wheel, and appeared clearly in people's ears.

Ok?
This is……

When Li Li's eyes fell on Lu Ze, people's hearts beat violently.

Lu Ze didn't look up, as if he didn't see the knife wheel that was about to be cut to the top of his head in an instant. He just held the straight Han sword in one hand, slanted it in front of him, and blew a sigh of relief.

The air in his mouth brushed against the Bladeless Edge.

hum~
Strangeness flashed through the minds of the audience watching.

Just for a moment, did they hear the sound of the sword?
The broken hair in front of Lu Ze's forehead was blown up by the air wave of the knife wheel on the top of his head. His eyes were lifted up with the lightly raised sword edge, but the direction was looking to the side.

"Thousands of autumns will be cast."

Lu Ze gently added the five-character poem.

At the moment when the crowd exclaimed, he calmly tilted his head slightly, his left hand was still in his trouser pocket, and his right hand was holding the light oblique handle, with the spine of the sword right in front of him.

The knife wheel passed by, grinding against the sword spine on the other side, with a whistling momentum... passing by.

Blazing sparks appeared like a long dragon in an instant.

boom!
Behind him, there was a loud noise.

Yajima Natsuo's [Wheel Sword] hit the edge of the field, unabated, and spun into the air.

However, the attention of the crowd is not here at all.

What flashed through people's minds was the boy who couldn't raise his eyelids to look at his opponent from the beginning to the end.

"The ancient sword is cold and dark, and it has been forged for thousands of years. Lu Ze just said this poem!"

Moreover, when the figure of Lu Ze flashed in the minds of the viewers, the two poems that Lu Ze chanted in a low voice naturally flashed together.

When these two lines of poems were connected together, everyone heard Hong Zhong Da Lu in their ears in a trance.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

When the melody dissipated, what flashed in people's minds was that white light again.

White light?

Is it the devil boy Luo Xiasheng who popped out the knife wheel?
Do not!
It was the white light behind the blazing fire dragon blooming in front of Lu Ze.

"Look!"

At this time, someone exclaimed, and the eyes of the crowd fell on the center of the field together.

Lu Ze raised his head, held up the straight Han sword in his hand, and twisted it slightly.

One side is bright and clean like a mirror, and the other side is dark and gloomy.

So, just now...

Countless people's faces were dull.

Is Lu Ze sharpening his sword?

And looking at Lu Ze's expression, it seems that he is quite satisfied with the effect of sharpening the sword this time?

Then this is no coincidence.

If it is not a coincidence...

Oh my God!
When the reasoning naturally flowed to this level, fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of everyone in an instant.

This is more than just thinking about it carefully.

……

……

Yajima Natsuo released a large cloud of mist from his feet, and the whole person bounced straight into the air.

Arrive directly at the light shield in a way similar to the attack model of the Crescent Man, the Tomahawk attack, step on the foot, and meet the rebounding [Wheel Sword] straight.

The smile on his face is still there, just a little cold.

His amazing blow was turned into a whetstone by the opponent.

This is not the same as the script he envisioned.

He has an eccentric and tyrannical personality, but there is a dragon in his heart quietly waking up.

Reach out and insert the high-speed rotating knife wheel from the front.

The phantom disappears.

Natsuo Yajima grasped the handle of the knife with precision, and a stream of information flashed in the depths of his indifferent eyes.

[Battle chip No. 1, activate. 】

As a genius boy carrying three 7th-generation chips.

Natsuo Yajima's chip is completely different from others, he simplifies the functions of the chip for the first time.

For example, the No. 1 combat chip that is activated now.

That's it - [full sense doubled]!
With the overclocking state that doubled the five senses by a full three times, to achieve the ultimate skill.

However, at this moment, a bad feeling suddenly flashed in his heart.

No sign, extremely abrupt!

Dark circles, watermelon hair, the absurdity flashed in the sinister eyes.

(End of this chapter)