What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

"Sagara fierce!" Aoki Tsukasa yelled violently, finally couldn't keep his calm expression anymore, and with a ferocious face, he held the wooden knife and smashed into the crowd like a meteorite. The wooden knife flashed away in the air like a brown light band.

"Boom!" A flash of lightning pierced the sky, reflecting Aoki Si's fierce eyes like a ghost seeking his life, almost at the same time as the sound of his wooden knife hitting the human body.

Just look at the five or six bad guys in the circle in front of Aoki Si who let out a cry of pain, and the baseball bat, wooden stick, and iron rod in his hand fell down in all directions, and he stepped back repeatedly while clutching his wrist.

This saber just made a circle in the air, and hit the wrists of several people in different positions. Apart from being subtle, it was also full of power. The bad boys who were hit by the wrists felt their wrists suddenly swell A circle, let alone a fight, at this moment they couldn't even clench their fists, so they had to run back in horror.

There was no other sign of bad luck in Aokiji's eyes, only the figure of Sagara Meng retreating into the teaching building was very clear. With a heart-piercing howl, Aoki Si's figure once again brushed past the two delinquent boys.

In just a split second, the two delinquent boys lay on the ground in pain, hugging their legs and weeping bitterly: "I, my legs..."

One of them was alright, just rolling back and forth with his hands on his legs, the other was much worse after a long time of bad luck, his calf was bent weirdly, and he was broken by this blow!

He hugged his legs and wailed incessantly on the spot, his miserable appearance frightened the Kaijiu youths around him to slow down for a moment, and he didn't even dare to stop in front of Aokisi casually.

"Don't underestimate Kai Jiu!" A yell came from next to his ear, Aoki Si just tilted his head, and with a heavy punch, he brushed past his ear and moved his gaze coldly. The astonished eyes of the bad school uniform collided with Aoki Tsukasa.

"Bang!" Just a side kick hit him in the stomach, and Kai Jiu boy flew backwards in an exaggerated way, and rolled on the ground four times before stopping while clutching his stomach.

"Don't stop me!" Aoki Si saw Sagara's fierce figure disappearing at the gate of the teaching building, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily.

The four courageous Kai Jiubuy in front of him barely grasped the weapons in his hands, but before he could rush forward, he was knocked to the ground by a hill-like figure.

Ueno Yang comfortably pressed against the four bad people, and casually threw an elbow on one of the faces, raised his eyebrows at Aoki Si: "Go."

Aoki Si silently nodded to him, clenched the wooden knife in his hand, and continued to rush forward.

"Don't think about it..." The roar in the ear stopped abruptly before the roar was over. Aoki Si looked out of the corner of his eye, and Maeda Tiger, whose face was covered in blood, punched Kai Jiubu, who was about to block the way, with a fist. Aoki gave a thumbs up: "Boss! I'm sorry!"

Qing Musi sighed, blocked the iron rod on the left side with a knife, and moved to one side to deflect the iron rod in the bad hand. Holding the sword with one hand, he spun around violently, and the wooden knife in his hand cut the surrounding three or four Kai Jiubu, who was trying to stop him, forced him away, and one of them was hit in the waist before he could dodge, and immediately fell to his knees screaming in pain.

"No need to be sorry." Aoki Tsukasa glanced at Maeda Tiger beside him, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him, so that he could avoid the baseball bat that was sneaking up from behind him, and kicked the man to the ground, annoyed A knife was chopped on his finger holding the baseball bat, and he turned his head when he saw him whimpering and writhing in pain as he shook his hand.

"Thank you." The soft thank you sound made Maeda Tiger feel a little choked up.

Aoki Division patted Maeda Tiger on the shoulder, took a deep breath, shook his head, and strode forward after shaking off the rain: "We'll talk when we go back."

"Yes!" Maeda Tiger wiped the blood on his face, showed a bright smile, and seemed to be full of strength again, grabbed a collar that was not open for a long time, and slammed his forehead on the bridge of his nose: " Wuyang's boss is here and still won't move! Miscellaneous fish!"

Each of the Shiyuan brothers picked up a baseball bat and danced vigorously. They each smashed the opponents in front of them to the ground, clapped their hands leisurely, and rushed towards their new opponents with a big laugh.

"Brother, I have one more record than you today." Ishihara Qita raised the corners of his mouth.

Ryota Ishihara smashed his club on the club held high in front of Kai Jiubu, knocking the club far away in his hand, and then slammed the club on the arm he was trying to resist with a grinning grin, watching him scream again and again After retreating, he rushed forward and kicked the screaming bad boy to the ground: "It's a draw!"

Sagara stood abruptly at the corner of the corridor, staring at Kai Jiubu, who was becoming more and more depressed behind him, with cold eyes, and cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of trash."

"Boss, get ready." The confidant came closer to Muke Sagara and whispered a few words.

Sagara nodded fiercely, with a grim expression: "Be tough on that Aokiji, Chiji was not his opponent before, so don't be careless."

"I see." The confidant brother agreed, winking at the bad boys around him, turned around and walked upstairs.

Sagara stared at Aoki Tsukasa who almost rushed to the door of the teaching building, took a deep look at last, turned around and followed.

Aoki slashed open the wooden stick that was in the way, the wooden knife cut the wooden stick in two, and hit the bad boy's forehead unabated, his eyes were completely black, and he almost passed out.

"Sagara..." Aoki looked at the more than [-] delinquent boys who were standing in front of the corridor in the teaching building, and twisted his neck.

There are so many people who drive for a long time.

Aoki Si licked his lips, the smell of blood mixed with the rain made Aoki Si couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Turning his head and looking behind him, the Kaijiu delinquents on the playground were almost wiped out. Wuyang, Soft Ye, and Honggao's delinquents were mixed together, fighting side by side, chasing the few dozen Kaijiu who were scurrying around. Bad fight hard.

Almost, it's over.

Qing Musi twisted his neck, and the wooden knife in his hand threw out a blade, and walked forward slowly.

"Is Sagara fiercely upstairs?" Naturally, Aoki's question was not answered. At this time, he was holding the wooden knife, blood and rain mixed on his face and slowly slipped down his chin. The bad boy's face turned slowly.

Aoki Division's gaze is as calm as looking at the false characters in the kendo training room, or it can be called - indifference.

It seemed that what was in front of him was not more than twenty bad boys holding weapons, but more than twenty stones.

"Get out of the way." Aoki Si said softly, with the index finger of his left hand passing over the corner of his eyes, pushing away the rain that blurred his vision.

The Kaijiu youths looked at Aokisi with fear on their faces, they didn't dare to speak back, and they didn't dare to charge first, they froze on the spot.

Aoki Division moved his fingers a little tiredly, slowly raised the wooden knife in his hand, and walked slowly.

Behind him, there was another flash of thunder, and the majestic heavy rain seemed to be a little heavier. The whole world was shrouded in the rain curtain, and the sound of crackling raindrops continued, but the teaching building was calm like another world.

When the thunder and lightning flashed, it was as bright as day behind Aoki Si, but his face appeared to be a little more gloomy and terrifying, his eyes were particularly bright in the shadows, shining with a creepy cold light.

"Slap." The sneakers stained with mud and water vapor stepped on the hall of the teaching building, and the sound of footsteps was clearly audible.

"Gudong." Who knows who swallowed his saliva, and exploded the tense nerves of the extremely nervous Kaijiu Buddies in the silent corridor, whoever let out a roar first, they all rushed towards Aoki Division.

Aoki just put the wooden knife in the left waist with one hand, held the wooden knife with his left hand like a scabbard, stepped forward with his left foot, leaned slightly, bent his head down, opened and closed the fingers of his right hand from the right, He gripped the handle tightly.

"The core of Feitian Yujian style is to defend and counterattack." Aoki Si slowly closed his eyes, and it seemed that Feicun Jianxin's previous teachings sounded in his ears.

"The core of the counterattack lies in the word 'swift'. If you want to come first, eyesight, explosive power, reaction, and physical coordination are essential."

"In the Feitian Yujian style, the one that best embodies the 'divine speed' and the first move to the extreme is this knife."

Qing Musi slowly opened his eyes, and the voice of Fei Cun Kenshin disappeared in his ears, and what was in front of him was the shadow of a stick that was getting closer and closer, as if covering the sky and the sun.