Zhuo Hua

Chapter 391 Counterattack ([-])

Dong Ran staggered onto the stage with a big knife on his shoulder.

Zhuo Hua's movements paused.

She originally thought that Dong Ke would be on stage, but she didn't expect it to be Dong Ran.

'What does this guy want to do? '

Zhuo Hua glanced at Dong Ke standing in the corner with a dark look, feeling extremely wary.

She also discovered that among these people, Dong Ke was the one who had the most thoughts.

Rather than saying that the boss of this team is Dong Ran, it is better to say that the one who really plays a decisive role is Dong Ke who is hiding behind the scenes and making suggestions.

Dong Ran stood still on the stage, exhaled softly, and then slammed the sword on the stage with a clang.

Compared with the previous scholars, Dong Ran's figure looks even more burly.

"Sister, I will not show mercy in today's battle."

Everything yesterday has long gone like the wind, and the trace of intolerance has long been thrown out of the sky.

"Tsk." Zhuo Hua said with a smile, "After all this time, how do you know if I am still walking in the same place?"

In the previous fight with the scholar, Zhuohua didn't use much strength.Therefore, Dong Ran didn't know what Zhuo Hua's real strength was.

However, there was still a trace of arrogance in his heart.

No matter what, Zhuohua will not be able to gain too much strength during this period of time, right?

What's more, although Zhuo Hua is a swordsman, he is also a swordsman, and he still has strong self-confidence.

"Don't talk big words too early."

Dong Ran shouted loudly, raised his knife and rushed forward.

Zhuo Hua snorted coldly and replied impatiently, "You talk a lot of nonsense."

She was not frightened by Dong Ran's momentum. On the contrary, she was aroused with a strong fighting spirit.

Chaoyang couldn't bear the provocation of the "ugly monster" on the other side, let out a soft cry, and followed Zhuohua's movements to meet him.

It wasn't until Zhuo Hua approached him that Dong Ran realized that maybe he had really underestimated Zhuo Hua.

Every strand of wind in the air seemed to carry a faint murderous aura, blowing across Dong Ran's cheeks, making his scalp tingle a bit.

"Drink! Look at the trick!"

The knife is a little clumsy compared to the sword, but its power is stronger than the sword of the same level.

Dong Ran turned around forcibly, the knife in his hand glowed with silver light, scraped an arc in the air, and then slashed horizontally.

This move left no trace of emotion, as if it was going to cut Zhuo Hua in half.

Zhuo Hua moved quickly to the side, turned sideways, raised Chaoyang and struck at the knife in Dong Ran's hand.

"Ding!"

The two collided and made a crisp sound.

Zhuo Hua's current cultivation level is not too high, otherwise, with Chaoyang's rank, he could easily chop that ugly sword into a pile of debris.

Chaoyang couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Zhao Yang and his master were connected, Zhuo Hua pursed his lips, and his attack on Dong Ran became more ruthless.

Dong Ran didn't understand why Zhuo Hua suddenly became so ruthless as if he had been stimulated by something.

But he didn't have time to think so much, so he could only block it with all his strength, but he was a little passive for a while.

Everyone squinted their eyes and stared at the stage carefully.Many people with low cultivation could only see the corners of their clothes flying up and down, but they couldn't see the movements of the two of them clearly.

The knives and swords kept hitting each other, bursting out sparks.

Zhuo Hua took a deep breath and took a few steps back, causing Dong Ran's attack to miss.

(End of this chapter)