What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

After playing the game with Qiong, it was already early twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.To tell the truth, it was really tiring to practice boxing at Songshanyan for four or five hours.When I was playing a game with Qiong just now, I was squatting in the house, and I almost fell asleep.However, this game is really fun...

Phew... Aoki closed his eyes, felt the pain in his muscles, and his head became more and more groggy.

Until the moment when he seemed to be asleep, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I crossed again?!" Aoki suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a vast expanse of white.

Bowing his head, he seemed to be stepping on the light, and the surrounding area was white and boundless, even making him a little confused.

[The dream practice room has been opened, and the current practice item: Kendo.Please select a practice time and sleep time. 】

Only then did Aoki realize that it was a new function of the system that he had opened.

He breathed a sigh of relief, if he was given another time-travel, he would have to go crazy.

"Just kendo, practice for an hour and a half, and sleep until six in the morning."

Aoki moved his body curiously, and the body that was sore before going to bed became relaxed at this time, and his mind was also very clear, and he was completely in his best state.

[Kendo training: Please select "Technical" or "Combat". 】

Aoki looked at the two options, thought for a moment, and clicked the actual combat, for no other reason than curiosity.

[Actual combat - the primary training ground has been opened.Number of enemies - 1. 】

The white flowers in front of him flickered like a slideshow for a moment. Aokisi was blinded by the dazzling light and instinctively closed his eyes. He came to his senses. The sound of birds in his ears was clear, and the wind rustled through the bamboo forest. He actually stood there. In a bamboo forest, surrounded by verdant green, the air is extremely fresh, and even the subsidence of the soil under your feet is extremely realistic.

"Wow!" Aoki sighed involuntarily.

This is so real!

He lowered his head and saw that his clothes had become the standard attire of an ancient ronin at some point. A loose black kimono vaguely revealed the distinct muscles in front of him, and a tachi on his left hand was attached to his waist and on his head. The bamboo hat rubbed against his bald head, and the rough texture made the scalp feel a little painful.

"Aokisi." A roar suddenly came from his ear, and Aokisi turned his head to see that a swordsman dressed as a ronin was holding a sword and pointed at him with anger not far away: "You dare to insult my beloved and kill me. My dear friend, today, with you and me, my little Taro will cut you to the sword with all my might!"

What the hell?Aoki looked confused, what kind of weird setting was this, he thought he was a knight or something, but looking at it like this, his identity was a bit wrong!

Before Aokisi could understand anything, the swordsman named Kotaro pulled out his saber and charged towards Aoki with a roar.

Chapter 77 You dead！

Aokisi turned sideways dangerously and dangerously, and a sword flashing coldly slashed across his nose. The bamboo hat on top of his head was smashed by the blade and fell backwards.

Aoki didn't have time to think about it, his instinctive right hand gripped the hilt of the sword at his side, and suddenly pulled out the sword and slashed at Kotaro who was beside him.

"Ah!" Before Aoki's sluggish feeling made him understand what was going on, Kotaro screamed and took two steps back, leaning on a sturdy bamboo, barely standing.

"You... such a fast knife!" Blood slowly overflowed from Xiaotaro's hand clutching his waist, spitting out a mouthful of blood, with a grim face: "No wonder my best friend died in your hands."

Aoki looked at the wound on his waist, and then looked at the blood-stained sword in his hand, his expression became a little embarrassed: "I didn't kill your best friend, why don't you just withdraw now, I don't want to kill you. ."

"Heh..." Little Taro laughed miserably, loosening the blood that was covering his waist, and the black and red organs were faintly visible at the wound.

Aoki turned his head in disgust. Even though he knew that he was dreaming, Kotaro was just a person virtualized by the system, but the air, the weight of his sword swing, his miserable appearance, and even the faint smell of blood , it doesn't look like a fake at all.

"Go to hell! Bald man!" Kotaro roared, staggering and rushing towards Aoki with the sword held high.

Aoki clearly knew that he only needed to slash one more casually, and he could kill Kotaro on the spot, but he just didn't dare to slash this knife casually - he just wanted to make himself stronger when he learned the knife, and he didn't even think about it. One day I will fight people with real knives.

It is best not to have such a situation happen in a lifetime, that is Aoki's most real thought.

But Kotaro in front of him knew that he was doomed. He waved his sword and attacked desperately without defending at all. Aoki was so tired of parrying that he finally broke through his parry and slashed into his arm.

Does it hurt?

To be honest, it didn't hurt at first.

But then, when Aokisi saw the blood donation gurgling out of his arm, an instinctive desire to survive imprinted on his body left his head subconsciously blank. Facing Kotaro, who was full of hatred, he swung a fatal knife. .

"Ouch..." Aoki saw himself slashing directly into the neck of Kotaro who was close at hand. The sight of blood and flesh made him nauseous for a while.

[The enemy has been eliminated, and the next wave of training begins.Number of enemies - 2. 】

Aoki didn't even have time to shout to stop, and suddenly two swordsmen dressed as ronin sprang up behind him.And the wound on his arm started to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Aokisi!" Aokisi pushed aside Kotaro's corpse, and turned around in spite of the discomfort. Two samurai who looked a little bit similar to Kotaro held their swords high, and charged towards him with ghastly faces: "You How dare you kill my brother Kotaro!"

"You dare to humiliate my beloved, kill my brother, and do not repay this revenge, but dare to be a man!" The ronin's angry roar was extremely shrill, and the sword in his hand flashed a cold light, and mercilessly swung it towards Aokisi.

Aoki's face turned pale, he probably understood - it seems that apart from him dying here today, it seems that he doesn't want to end this practice!

Facing the dagger swung towards him, Aoki was forced to resist with all his strength.

……

【You Dead】

Seeing that the system popped up the sign that you were dead, Aoki suddenly bent over from the bed and sat up, his muscles aching from last night's punches reminding him that he had returned to reality.

He stumbled downstairs, leaning on the wall, lying on the sink, and ruthlessly rinsing his face with water. After a long time, he stopped gasping for breath.

"Grass!" A rare gaffe scolded, Aokisi sat on the floor tiredly, and it was still dark outside the house. It was no wonder that it had only been an hour since he fell asleep.

In the actual combat training ground just now, he persisted for half an hour.

Every time he successfully kills the opponent in front of him, the system will restore him to the best state. At the same time, a new wave of enemies will be added to Aokisi.Each of these people has a bloody feud with Aokisi. Even if his arm is broken, he will continue to charge towards Aokisi without fear of death. Everyone shouted that their beloved was humiliated by Aokisi, and they swore to be human if they didn't kill him.

Aoki thinks the most hateful thing is that everyone in this group called him for insulting his beloved, but he had no relevant memory at all, and it was a blood loss.I don't know how beautiful their love has to be to keep them from holding back so many times, or that their love is simply the same person! ?