Immortal Young Man on Campus

The audience blew up, talking nonsense, all worried about Yu Mo, especially watching him walk towards the gangster, his heart was raised in his throat.

Ye Qianqian also saw the barrage, but did not explain, just pointed the camera at Yu Mo.

Liu Ang didn't see the look of fear on Yu Mo's face, and he didn't expect to kowtow and beg for mercy, so he was a little disappointed.

His face was immediately replaced by a cruel look, and he said to the mouse, "Brother Mouse, it's up to you."

The mouse suffered a loss in Yu Mo's hands last time, and he was really scared at that time, but later, the more he thought about it, the more evil he became, and he was so aggrieved.

Anger overwhelmed his reason, and in a hurry to regain face in front of Zhang Meng, he took out a long knife with a swipe.

This is not a dagger, but a machete.

"Kurka machete, this man is too cruel to use this knife." Someone in the audience recognized it immediately.

"What's the name of this knife?"

"Certainly, this is the most mechanical knife, made by an Ontario company, and it's a world-renowned knife."

"Isn't that fool dangerous?"

"It seems that the two sides have a lot of festivals. This is to use a fool to open a knife."

The audience's heart clenched, and they held their breath as if they were in the scene.

Yu Mo didn't know the Kurka machete, and he didn't care, because the knife must be in the hands of an expert in order to exert its power.

The mouse waved the machete, played a few knives, and limped towards Yu Mo, looking ridiculous, but no one could laugh.

Suddenly, he roared loudly, swung the machete, and slashed at Yu Mo fiercely.

Yu Mo stimulated Jie Li, his eyes lit up, and the world in front of him changed, as if the slow down button was pressed, and everything slowed down.

The rat's attack was like an old lady walking, and Yu Mo's every move was clearly seen.

But in the eyes of others, Yu Mo was motionless, the blade was about to slash at him, and there were exclamations.

"Ah! Hurry up!"

"Murder!"

Yu Mo still didn't move.

Tang Jing can't wait to jump up and block the knife for him.

Ye Qianqian's heart tensed, and he thought anxiously, what happened to him, and he didn't fight back. Am I wrong, he's not a master?

She clenched her fists subconsciously, and moved her footsteps slightly forward, ready to go.

The barrage flew up again, and the screams of ah ah ah smashed directly.

Only Ling Yao was relatively calm. She had seen Yu Mo defeat the mouse, but she still subconsciously believed in Yu Mo.

However, looking at the dazzling light of the knife, her heart was still up and down.

Liu Ang grinned, as if victory was in sight.

The mouse's face froze, he knew very well that Yu Mo would not be frightened.

But the arrow is on the string, and he has to send it, he can't care so much anymore.

The scimitar fell, and many people closed their eyes in fright.

puff!

Fresh blood was flying, and heart-piercing screams filled the small space.

"Damn it, what did I see? Why is the fool still standing?"

"No, how did the machete stick to the other's shoulder?"

There were daring people in the audience, who kept holding their breaths and stared at it without blinking, but they didn't see what was going on at all, and the knife was inserted into the mouse's shoulder.

Shouldn't the knife be cut on Yu Mo?

Everyone woke up like a dream, and they all had the same question in their minds, shouldn't the knife slash at Yu Mo?

Although Ling Yao didn't see it clearly like last time, the corner of her mouth twitched, and a faint smile appeared.

Ye Qianqian frowned, his eyes widened, and a voice in his heart roared: "Why, I didn't see how he did it? Just like in the classroom, I didn't see his movements clearly?"

Ye Qianqian has always been very confident in her eyesight. Besides, she is not an ordinary person. If she said that she didn't see clearly once, it might be her negligence.

But this time, she concentrated all her attention, just wanted to see it clearly, but she still didn't gain anything.

Heck!

How could this be?

Ye Qianqian looked at Yu Mo in disbelief, as if he wanted to see a flower on his face, but his expression was as usual, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation.

Ye Qianqian was extremely disappointed, and stomped his feet angrily. Is he really that great? He couldn't even see his move.

"Master, rely on me, this is the master!"

"Masters are among the people, this sentence is honestly not deceiving me!"

The audience is boiling, and many people have heard a lot of amazing, so-called master deeds.

But that is a legend after all, and there is no excitement and shock from what I have seen with my own eyes.

"Is this a movie?" Someone questioned.

"It looks like a layman at first glance? The fights in the movie are all processed in post-processing. What we are watching now is first-hand, where can we process it?" Someone immediately retorted.

"Yes, this time is really worth it. Qianqian, your gift is too good, it is no less than the most delicious food in the world."

There are many food lovers in this group, and the metaphor is also developing in the direction of eating.

Ye Qianqian didn't bother to pay attention to the live broadcast. She was in a turmoil, but she couldn't find the answer. She really wanted to grab Yu Mo and ask it clearly.

But she knew that it was just in vain, and there would never be any gain.

The mouse was already screaming, heartbreaking, much more miserable than last time, and tears came out.

He staggered back and sat down on the ground, only screaming.

Liu Ang was dumbfounded, his eyes almost fell to the ground, his mind went blank, and it took a long time for a voice to echo: "How could Brother Mouse fail? How could he fail..."

He was confident enough to see Yu Mo having his arms and legs removed, rather than seeing a rat stabbed in his body.

The reaction of the mouse before and after is shocking. The first second is fierce, and the next second he is crying and calling his mother. This is too disappointing.

Many people pointed and talked a lot, and the so-called social gangsters were nothing more than this.

The mouse wanted to cry but had no tears, and his fame was completely destroyed, and this place could never be found no matter what.

How did he deal with brother Meng?

Before he had time to think about the answer, Yu Mo approached him, condescending.

The rat's heart tightened, and even the screams stopped abruptly, trembling with fear, and kept waving: "Don't come here, don't come here..."

Yu Mo asked coldly, "Aren't you going to take off my leg?"

"No, I won't take it off."

"Really? That's such a pity." Yu Mo regretted and raised his foot, "If you don't unload mine, then I will unload your leg instead."

He stepped down with one leg, and happened to step on the wound from the previous time. With a squeak, like a wolf howl, he straightened his body and sat up straight with his upper body, his face twisted, and his facial expression was extremely wonderful.

Hiss!

The others seemed to feel the same way, and couldn't help but gasp.