Chapter 87 (1/2)

Tang city is proud and free. Fortunately, he just won a game. And it was a good game.

Although Qin Yitian failed to witness it, he won the game in front of Fang Yan. See later this guy dare not so belittle and bully himself.

Free and easy is his consistent image. As the school grass of Zhuque middle school, it is necessary for him to put on enough airs to do a good job of image spokesman all the time.

It's just a competition between students. He really doesn't want to take too many tests.

Lose is lose, win is win. Now that the game is up, what else can we argue about?

However, what Tang city didn't expect was that he thought the game was over, but Chiba Haowu didn't give up.

When a group of people gathered around him and looked at him with concern, Chiba Haowu grabbed the wooden sword on the ground and jumped up. The point of the long sword stabbed the critical part of Tang city's back.

He is not willing!

He can't lose!

He should prove to his compatriots and himself that he is invincible.

All of a sudden, there was no defense in Tangcheng.

When he heard someone yelling behind him, he turned around in surprise. He couldn't believe that the competition was over. How could Chiba dare to stab people with his sword?

Therefore, the sword that Qianye Haowu originally stabbed at the back became Qianxin.

People who have seen animal world know that when an animal is dying and struggling, it can break out with amazing damage. When a swordsman is determined to win, he can also play at a super level.

Great sword spirit!

Great sword in the air!

His movements are elegant and fierce, and his speed is like thunder and lightning. Just jumped up, and in an instant it was in front of Tang city.

The long sword is approaching inch by inch. In an instant, it will stab a big hole in the chest of Tang city.

Tangcheng felt the sharp killing, his body was tight, which was the natural response when he met the extreme danger. There is a burning pain in the chest, which is caused by the sword Qi.

Fizz -

the oxygen in the air rubs against the lightning fast wooden sword, making a hissing sound. It's the sound of the burning of oxygen, which is scarce in the air. The wood sword is too hot to ignite the oxygen touched along the way.

For more than ten years, it's the best sword that thousand leaves stab.

This is his highest standard.

This is a realm he has never reached before.

Today, he did.

His mouth was red, his eyes were red.

He was smiling, a ferocious and joyful smile.

For this sword, for the highest level sword he stabbed!

Tangcheng is stupid!

If this is a battlefield, if it is in the formal fighting state just now, with his ability, he can make the most exquisite and accurate response or counterattack.

But at this moment, he felt at a loss.

What is this?

Is this going to continue? Or do you want to live forever?

But what's the school attitude? Can he do that?

Why?

His pupils are dilated and his heart is numb.

Hiss -

he felt the sharp point of the sword and put on his clothes.

The wooden sword is about to move on, piercing the flesh and the internal organs. All the encounters, even the bones.

Chiba also felt it. There was only one focus in his sight, which was the point of the sword.

He felt the sound of the sharp sword piercing the object, the clear sound of nature from the soul. Such a voice made him full of sense of achievement.

Tang city retreats, then retreats -

but how can this aimless retreating speed match the flying speed of Chiba Haowu?

”Kill.” Chiba shouts. At the same time of roaring, Dantian is full of spirit, which makes his flight speed in the air faster and faster.

All of a sudden!

All of a sudden, the whole picture changed dramatically.

Tang city is still habitually backward, Chiba good martial body in the air stopped. The gap between the two extremes is eerie and distorted.

No matter how hard he tried, the sword could not move forward.

Everyone stared at this incredible scene.

Whoops -

the wind blows. It blows the black robe of Chiba Haowu, the white clothes of Tang City, and the soft hair of Fang Yan.

It's still alive, everything is alive.