“Come on, Kiriharu-kun!”

“Don’t let Senior Sister Rotation flatten our Class C!”

“Ahhhh, Wuqing looks so handsome with a sword!”

Hear a steady stream of cheers in your ears.

Ghost Wheeler looked at Kiriharu and chuckled.

“You’re pretty popular.”

“Okay.”

Wuqing slowly walked to the opposite side of the ghost tile wheel with the knife in his hand.

Ghost Warrow put his saber aside.

Pull out a white imitation knife from the cart.

“Then, let me try your level first!”

Just finished saying this.

The knife in the hand of the ghost tile wheel was instantly unsheathed.

She gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands.

Swung a textbook-level slash towards Kiriharu!

Swish!

One knife down.

The students watching the battle all mentioned their throats in their hearts.

Such a swift slash was replaced by their inability to dodge at all.

But.

“Hey, why did you suddenly strike.”

Wuqing didn’t do anything, and even stood in place and laughed.

And the tip of the ghost wheel.

Just two centimeters away from him.

“Good skills!”

A smile gradually rose on Ghost Walu’s face.

She had just left her men merciful.

But Foggy Qing’s performance is really amazing.

He perfectly grasps the distance between him and his opponent.

At the moment of the attack, he only moved one step and dodged.

If it weren’t for people who practiced hard for many years, they wouldn’t be able to do this at all.

She judged from this that Kiriharu was a kendo veteran.

Originally, she just wanted to practice a few tricks to show everyone.

I didn’t expect that there was actually this existence hidden in this group of people.

Already, there is no need for mercy!

“Drink!”

The ghost tile wheel swung his knife at Kiriharu again.

The momentum and strength this time are completely different from the last time.

She’s serious!

Kiriharu looked at the tip of the knife in front of him.

Immediately judge the farthest attack distance of the ghost tile wheel.

The fog that exercises every day is exceptionally sensitive.

At the moment when the tip of the knife arrived, he retreated in time.

But just when he thought he was safe, the tip of the ghost clay suddenly extended forward strangely.

Sou!

Kiriharu’s shoulder was almost hit hard.

Fortunately, he set up a knife in time to prevent it.

But the power of this knife was surprisingly large, and it shocked Wuqing’s palms numb.

This strength is completely inconsistent with the petite appearance of the ghost tile wheel.

“Eight inches of Yanjin?”

Kiriharu pronounced the move used by the ghost tile wheel.

“That’s right, you can see it!”

Ghost Walun smiled confidently and retracted his posture.

“Eight inches of Yanjin, what is that?”

Dansheng Gu Senxia was very puzzled.

But none of the students in Class C were able to answer.

At this time, the ghost tile wheel opened his mouth to explain to everyone.

“Kendo masters can judge the enemy’s extreme attack distance from the enemy’s size and the length of the knife.”

“But the eight-inch Yanjin can extend the attack range, and the details of this move are to break off the hand at the moment of swinging the knife, send it forward for a while, and then hold the handle tightly.”

Saying that, the ghost tile wheel demonstrated it again.

“It sounds simple, right, but this technique requires a lot of practice and a lot of familiarity with the method of making the knife.”

Her demonstration, no one can understand except the fog.

Because ordinary people simply cannot notice the change in the tip of the knife extending by a few centimeters.

“Do you want to continue?”

Ghost Tile turned his head to look at Mist Qing.

“Of course.”

Kiriharu also enjoys fighting with masters.

Since the other party has come up with skills.

Then he can’t hide it either.

Only by showing strength can we respect each other.

Then, under the doubtful gaze of everyone.

Mist Qing slowly walked towards the cart full of artificial knives.

He looked for a shorter one among them.

When he returned to his original position, he held two knives, one long and one short, in his hand!

“Is the second day first-class?”

“This is only a theoretical sword technique, because the two knives are too laborious, whether it is attack or defense, the strength is far inferior to the single knife.”

“Except for Miyamoto Musashi, who was born with divine power, no one has been able to obtain the title of Sword Saint with the Second Sword Flow.”

Ghost Tile was a little surprised by Mist Qing’s behavior.

“So hit?”

Kiriharu holds two katanas, one long and one short.

Took a pose that the ghost tile wheel had never seen before.

“Interesting, then let me see it!”

The ghost tile wheel moved.

The electric flint knife fell to the tip of Mist Qing’s nose.

Kiriharu lifted the short knife and pulled it away.

Use a long knife to stab the ghost clay wheel in the calf.

The ghost tile wheel immediately retracted its legs and dodged.

At the same time, she lifted her white, tight left leg in front of her.

The right leg stood firmly in place.

“Kashima Shinden Naokinshin Shadow Flow, Tsuru no Structure!”

Ghost Tile successfully dodged Mistqing’s attack.

Then she suddenly began to hold her breath.

Everyone could hear the clear, pressure-cooker-like inhalation sound, and everyone at the scene was shocked.

Moo breathing method!

When people cough, they inadvertently mobilize the muscles of the whole body.

This can exert unexpected power.

And moo breathing.

It is the skill of freely using this state to exert power that is several times greater than usual!

Yikes!

The ghost tile wheel swung the long knife extremely quickly, and the fog that was suppressed like a broken bamboo retreated one after another.

At the moment, she was like some kind of siege machine that moved slowly, but had an extremely high attack speed, pressing the fog step by step.

With such a fast attack speed, the strength is also surprisingly large.

Mist Qing struggled to cope with the attack of the ghost tile wheel, and the two knives in his hand swung so fast that only the afterimage remained.

But he was not skilled enough in the second heavenly class, and he was exhausted just by resisting.

But the ghost tile wheel seemed to be more tired than him, and his white little face was flushed, and it seemed that this trick would not last long.

Calmly observe the fog of this.

Realize that now is more than who can hold on.

“It’s so fast, this is not the speed that ordinary people can do!”

“Wuqing-san’s kendo is actually so strong?”

“Foggy…”

Little Bird You Liuhua clenched his small fists.

He looked at the fog with great concern.

It’s not just her.

Everyone in Class C stared intently.

This was a wonderful showdown like a movie, and even physical education teacher Jiang Ze put down his mobile phone and looked at the picture in front of him with a slight surprise.

“This kid usually doesn’t see it, the ghost tile wheel is the head of the five swords of symbiosis with love, he can actually not fall behind!”

Wuqing has been pushed down to the edge of the basketball hoop at this moment.

He had his back against the basketball hoop.

The defense formed by the two swords is airtight.

Ghost Tile Wheel only realized at this moment that he was underestimating Mist Qing.

The strength of this guy.

Almost no less than any one of the five swords!

As long as you slack off a little, you will be defeated.

And Kiriharu has been restrained.

In fact, he almost used Bajiquan several times.

Instinct told him that he could win easily.

But since this is a sword showdown.

It’s time to use sword skills to decide the winner!

“Shhhhh

The ghost tile wheel could no longer be maintained, and he opened his mouth to greedily inhale oxygen, making a sudden asthmatic sound.

“It’s over!”

Kiriharu will not miss this opportunity.

He crossed his swords and slashed his head, successfully forcing back the weakened Ghost Wheel, and then he took a sharp step forward.

Before the foggy feet hit the ground, the whole person leaned back.

Then he bounced forward with unstoppable force like a spring overwhelmed from behind.

Two days first-class. Tiger Shock!

Duh!

Ghost Tile wants to defend horizontally.

But no matter how good the material of the imitation knife is, it is not a real knife.

After a high-intensity fight, it endured such a powerful attack, and unexpectedly shattered into three segments.

And the foggy knife stopped in front of the ghost wheel.

“I lost…”

Ghost Walun had trembling eyes, fragrant sweat, gritting his teeth and saying these three words, his face full of disbelief.

I heard her say this.

The scene was dead silent at first.

Then the pot exploded.

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