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Chapter 15 Calm down

The white sword blade pierced the air, Wang Lin was very strong, and the strength of the apprentice knight burst out, raising the knight sword like a bull.

clang!
The sound of metal collisions resounded in the air, and the sparks of metal collisions radiated everywhere. Lin Wei's physique was relatively weak, so he could only passively block this sword due to his sensitivity.

boom!
Staggering on his feet, his figure was directly knocked to the ground and retreated six or seven steps. Lin Wei glanced at the tiger's mouth in his palm, where blood was already stained and the skin was chapped.

The wrist is numb, Wang Lin's apprentice knight is very powerful!
"Sure enough, it was Wang Lin who underestimated the enemy when he was defeated by Lin Wei for the first time. He didn't expect Lin Wei's sword to be drawn so fast. Now that he has reacted and prepared, Lin Wei's fast sword will not work!"

Seeing Lin Wei being knocked into the air, Su Meng, Ma Biao, Chu Yinan, Yu Ke'er, Wen Yushuang, Zhou Min and a group of people who had doubts for a long time showed a clear expression almost at the same time.

"This Wang Lin is not stupid, I'm not in vain to create opportunities for him!" A smile appeared on Yu Ke'er's exquisite face.

"This group of people really have bad intentions, so many people are bullying Lin Wei alone!" Zhang Mengmeng stood beside Wen Yushuang, seeing the smiling faces of Chu Yinan and Yu Keer, the girl was a little bit aggrieved .

These people are obviously bullying people.

The use of indecent means is just an excuse!

"Don't worry, Lin Wei may not be defeated!" Looking at the field, Wen Yushuang, who had been silent all the time, had a slight strangeness in his eyes.

Thoughts turned in my heart, and there was no shortage of surprises.

Lin Wei's foundation is more solid than expected. Although he may have less sword skills and simple sword skills, he has a special demeanor. This kind of demeanor, Wen Yushuang only sees some elders in the family with strong sword skills. been.

As soon as these words came out, many girls nearby looked at Wen Yushuang with strange eyes.

This class leader, who has always been reticent, actually takes a fancy to Lin Wei!
"That's not necessarily the case, the squad leader may be mistaken sometimes!" Yu Ke'er heard Wen Yushuang's words, and said lightly.

Many young girls around looked at the two girls with eyes and smiles. Since the first day of school, Yu Keer has been secretly competing with Wen Yushuang.

Wen Yushuang smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Seeing this, Yu Ke'er stopped talking, but a trace of jealousy and anger that no one could see flashed in her eyes. She hated Wen Yushuang's cold posture that was so superior and completely ignored from the first day.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to tear you down from the clouds, and then we'll see what capital you have to pretend to be in front of me!"

A sword blasted back Lin Wei, the ferocious complacency in Wang Lin's eyes was as real as it was, Lin Wei's advantage was obvious, his sword was extremely fast, if such a person became a killer, he would be extremely terrifying.

But the flaws are also obvious, the physique is too weak to fight head-on.

Wang Lin made up his mind that he would not give Lin Wei a chance. The silvery sword light from Wang Lin's hands was like a rapid and rapid snowstorm. Each sword was extremely heavy, carrying a huge force of hundreds of catties. Forcing Lin Wei to fight head-to-head.

"This Wang Lin is too insidious!"

Fatty had been watching the battle closely, and his face couldn't stop showing anger. He was not stupid, and now he basically understood the plot of Chu Yinan and his group.

The fat man was a little worried. Lin Wei's swordsmanship style had been completely exposed, and Wang Lin's apprentice knight's strength was by no means in vain.

The strength of each sword is quite heavy. With Lin Wei's physique to resist a few blows, the palms of his hands are obviously bleeding. If he blocks a few more times, the knight's sword will probably be dropped. With Wang Lin's insidiousness, he may be seriously injured.

Lin Wei's figure moved in Wang Lin's sword light, and the sinister sword light slashed terrifying winds all over his body, and the piercing cold weapon made Lin Wei feel like he was dancing on the tip of the knife of death.

Wang Lin's eyes were ferocious, and he didn't hold back his hands at all. Once he was hit, Lin Wei had no doubts that he would even be 'killed by mistake'!
Lin Wei looked calm, moved his steps, and kept his eyes fixed on Wang Lin's wrist.

From Li Hong's hands, what he got was not only Li Hong's blood-electric swordsmanship at the bottom of the box, but the most important thing was the memory of sword practice and the habit of sword practice.

Every time Li Hong faces an opponent, she has a very good habit of observing the opponent's weaknesses, and this observation can be traced.

For example, some beginners have an undiscovered bad habit of handling swords. They can judge the opponent's sword by observing the rotation of the wrist and the swing of the shoulder.

After dozens of sword strikes in succession, Lin Wei dodged all of them. Wang Lin's fairly handsome face turned a liver-colored color. He had exerted all his strength, but the opponent still seemed unharmed, and he seemed to be walking in a garden.

"Really great progress!"

The female teacher Su Meng kept her eyes on the audience, a flash of surprise flashed in her heart, and at the same time a trace of guilt, she obviously wronged Lin Wei.

With his performance on the field, Lin Weifang is the absolute winner!

His physique has just broken through 1 not long ago, and it is really rare to be able to sustain such a long time in the stormy sword attack of an apprentice knight.

The expressions of many students were also changing, and the change in Lin Wei's strength was beyond the expectations of many students.

Lin Wei's strength is stronger than imagined.

"And it seems to be improving!"

The female teacher could clearly see that Lin Wei's figure was swaying left and right in the early days, and his footsteps were very awkward. He was almost hit by the terrifying sword edge several times, his hair fell off, and he didn't dare to raise his sword to resist.

But after a few times, his steps became much more even, his breathing became smoother and more rhythmic, and he even occasionally raised the knight's sword and tapped it lightly. Every time he tapped, Wang Lin had to return the sword to resist.

This progress is astonishing!

The offensive and defensive momentum of both sides of the battle has begun to reverse!

Point, break, pick, like a snow-white horse.

puff!

A spring of blood gushed out from the tip of the sword, accompanied by an exclamation. "Wang Lin is injured!"

Wang Lin lowered his head and looked at his chest. A wound on his chest was torn, and there was a trace of rosy blood on the small milky white suit.

he is injured!

One meter away, Lin Wei held the knight sword, his chest heaved and heaved, he could only feel the internal organs in his body, and there were billowing heat waves rushing to the limbs and bones, the power of the breathing method was revealed, and there was a more mysterious in-depth evolution The direct expression is that his physical strength is constantly recovering, and his physique is still strengthening!

There was a trace of blood on his face, which was wiped out by Wang Lin's sword.

Looking up at Wang Lin, Lin Wei sneered.

This Wang Lin is a qualified target for sword practice. In a life-and-death battle, Li Hong's memory was almost digested by him, which greatly accelerated his progress.

Frost swordsmanship has been tempered through life and death, and it has become more refined.

Very windfall.

"You are not my opponent. Although you have the strength of an apprentice knight, your swordsmanship is clumsy and you don't know yourself. You are really a waste. Instead of wasting time on flattery and playing tricks, you should spend time practicing your swordsmanship. !"

Lin Wei looked at Wang Lin indifferently, these words were Wang Lin's original words, Lin Wei processed them all and sent them back.

"You dare to insult me ​​like this, you are courting death!"

A wave of blood rushed to the top of the sky, Wang Lin's face was purple, and he rushed towards Lin Wei crazily, brandishing the knight sword.

Seeing this, the female teacher frowned, and the academy encouraged the students to practice against each other, but it was definitely not this desperate style of play.

"Yes, I insulted you, trash! Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat. Even if you people turn black and white and turn black and white, it won't help you!"

Lin Wei was faster than the female teacher, with a shake of his arm, the tip of the knight's sword turned into a cold light and picked out.

"Ah, my hand!" Wang Lin let out a scream, the point of the sword hit his wrist, blood gushed out, and the knight's sword dropped from his hand while screaming in pain.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wei smiled coldly, stepped forward, and bowed left and right.

"Let me help you calm down!"

Clap clap clap!

Under the slap, the screams stopped abruptly, Wang Lin fell to the side, looked at Lin Wei in a daze, the slap marks remained on his face, and the nosebleeds flowed freely!

　Thanks for Xiaoyao Shenhuan's 100 starting coin and Gu Guding's reward of 100 book coins

　　
　
(End of this chapter)