The dark clouds rolled and gathered, and the sky seemed to be splashed with thick ink, and the blazing white branch lightning spread wildly, roaring in the dark cage like a mad dragon.

The Jiandao Society, in the center of the field, the Shilan double fangs stand against each other with the sky outside the window as the background.

Chu Zihang's eyes closed, his breathing was stable, his expression was calm, and he was a killing sword that abandoned all defensive postures and cut at the cost of life. The performer had already put life and death aside, and he had the will to kill in his heart.

It was this resolute will that made the atmosphere that should have been calm become tragic, and thus burst out with a powerful aura that rolled towards Qin Ye like a tide.

But if you look closely, Qin Ye's body was trembling slightly. It was not fear, but subconscious excitement. A hint of heat could not help but appear deep in the dark eyes that had always been steady.

The height is so cold. Although he is very low-key in daily life, he is also a disguised suppression of himself. In the duel with Chu Zihang, he felt the feeling of explosion for the first time.

Faced with the oppression of Chu Zihang's momentum, Qin Ye slowly stepped back half a step, and lowered his body little by little. He held the sword blade with his left hand and the bamboo sword hilt with his right hand, closed his eyes slightly, and entered a state of meditation.

At this moment, my own breath fell silent, and this silence was not ordinary, but more like Xiao Sha's slightest breath, and then compressed inward a little bit after it exploded. Once it exploded, it would collapse like a sky.

"No, no, this posture, this momentum, the sky Xianglong flashes?!"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but widen his eyes.

After feeling the terrifying atmosphere of Chu Zihang's about to break out, he was still worried about Qin Ye, and he didn't know if the other party could withstand it.

Until he saw Qin Ye's preparation action that Tianxianglong flashed out, Lu Mingfei knew that he was thinking too much.

In the comics, the Tianxianglong Flash is the highest secret of the Flying Sword Flow. It is a super-speed sword drawing technique that is faster than the speed of the magic, and it is a move that erupts attack faster than the opponent.

Once this sword move that represents the highest secret of Feitian Swordsmanship, it means that it has achieved the Xu Jizhi of Feitian Swordsmanship and will inherit the white cloak symbolizing this genre. It is the highest honor.

With Qin Ye's final kill, the already depressing atmosphere in the audience became even more suffocating.

"Retreat! Retreat again!!" The Jiandao teachers ordered with a pale face.

The students present who watched retreated like a tide, and the battle circle was once again widened.

"So strong, how did he do it?" The girl's whispered in shock from behind him.

"There is no woman in my heart, I draw the sword and the natural god, the first page of the sword score, forget..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei looked sincerely at the "Hicun Jianxin" on the field, as if he was looking at his own beliefs, and he almost knelt on the spot.

But before he finished speaking, someone twitched the back of his head. The force almost pulled out his tongue. He quickly turned around and saw Su Xiaolu holding a bamboo sword in his hand, staring at him with an unkind look, "What did you just say?"

Lu Mingfei was shocked and he was about to explain.

As Su Xiaoxiang's number one horseman, why didn't he know how crazy the little girl pursued Qin Ye behind her? Speaking of Qin Ye's Feitian sword flow, she wouldn't really think that only if she had no woman in her heart could she understand the essence. Just like the Sunflower Book, if you want to practice this skill, you must castrate yourself first.

"Silence! It's about to begin!"

Su Xiaolu opened her mouth to stop Lu Mingfei who wanted to explain. Her kendo level was as high as five stages, and she was also a little master. She could naturally sense the subtle atmosphere on the field.

Whether it is Juhe Slash or Tianxiang Dragon Flash, it is an extremely terrifying sword drawing technique. It is to abandon one's own defense and draw the sword at the cost of death. Once it is slashed out, either you die or I die, or even more tragic than the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash's confrontation, because both sides only have one chance to shoot the sword, and life and death happen in a blink of an eye.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei covered his mouth as soon as possible, looking absolutely obedient.

The auras of Qin Ye and Chu Zihang in the center of the field were silent at this moment, and the whole audience was filled with strong depression that was about to come, until a thunder broke out in the gloomy sky covered with dark clouds.

clang!

Chu Zihang's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his frenzily keenness poured out of his eyes. The next moment, the bamboo sword in his hand slashed up like a flash of wind.

Almost at the same time, Qin Ye suddenly burst out, his body burst out like lightning, and his right foot stepped forward violently. The bamboo sword in his hand suddenly pulled out and slashed it directly with a fierce slash from bottom to top.

The cold roar sounded like a mad dragon hidden in the thick clouds. As the sword burst out, the ferocious dragon head suddenly poked out from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, and roared towards the opponent.

Chu Zihang's Juhe Slash also exploded at this moment, carrying a thrilling desire like a sky-splashing person.

Two crescent moons seemed to have been born in the dark Kendo Society, one was pitch black and the other was so white. The black and white moonlight was sharp and cold, as clear as a craze, and it sharply divided the entire Kendo Society.

Next moment—

Bang—

Under the attention of the audience, two crescent moons burst together, and the coldness of black and white intersected, and the bursting sound spread like muffled thunder.

Slim bamboo strips were like pear blossoms that crazily rained, cramming with sharp whistlings, and they were inserted into the wooden floor in the distance.

The students watching from afar looked at the position where they were standing before and subconsciously swallowed their saliva. If they hadn't left, they would have been tied into a sieve now.

After the two slender figures on the field burst out with the strongest attack, they crossed each other, and stood firmly with their backs facing each other.

"Yehuang lost?"

When the dust settled, they couldn't help but exclaim when they looked at Qin Ye, who was left with only a piece of bamboo sword hilt in their hands.

According to the rules of the kendo showdown, if one of the parties loses their weapons, then they can be judged to lose.

"Not necessarily." The sharp-eyed teacher of Jiandao looked at the bamboo sword with fine lines in Chu Zihang's hand. The next moment, the bamboo sword cracked inch by inch, and then shattered into countless wooden debris.

draw!

Looking at the bamboo sword with only the hilt left in his hand, Chu Zihang's eyes flashed slightly. Although he resisted Qin Yetian Xianglong's decisive kill at the last moment, he also felt the cutting power transmitted by the other party.

Everyone present was shocked and stunned. The audience was silent for a minute before thunderous applause burst out.

But! It's really great!

This is not a sword showdown, it is simply a battle between two gods!

The boys looked fanatical and didn't care if they were slapped their hands. The girls screamed, as if countless red hearts appeared in their eyes and shot at the two of them on the field.

"You didn't use all your strength." Chu Zihang took off his mask and looked at Qin Ye, and suddenly spoke.

Qin Ye also took off his mask and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't you the same?"

"I hope I have the opportunity to give you a real showdown." Chu Zihang glanced at Qin Ye deeply, and then stretched out his hand with a sincere look on his face.

Qin Ye paused, and at this moment, a light sound of bells rang out.

He heard the sound and saw a beautiful foreign girl sitting on the window of Kendo Club. Her long white golden hair was blown by the wind. Her knee-length white skirt danced with the wind. Her eyes were facing down along the curve of her crystal-like calves. A delicate white bell was tied to the girl's white ankle with a red rope. When the wind blew, the bell sounded lightly.

When he looked at the girl, the girl also turned to look at him. The light flowing in her beautiful ice blue eyes inadvertently, cold and noble.

Is there this girl in school?

Qin Ye was slightly stunned, but when he came to his senses and looked back, the foreign girl sitting on the window had disappeared, as if it was just his own hallucination just now.

Looking at Chu Zihang's hand stretched out, Qin Ye calmed down and also stretched out his hand, "Looking forward."

The two of them held their hands together in the air.

Suddenly, countless fans began to take photos with their mobile phones. For a long time in Shilan Middle School, it can be expected that the topic of the duel between Qin Ye and Chu Zihang at the Jiandao Club was discussed.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Chu Zihang left first, followed by a group of fans.

But Qin Ye was the same, and many girls rushed over to take a photo. Before Lu Mingfei came forward to celebrate, he was pulled around by the girls, like a duckweed in the sea.

"Everyone is free and okay, right? Is the Kendo Club a place where you come to chase stars? You won't go back to class yet!"

The little girl Su Xiaoqiang, carrying a bamboo sword, rushed into the team of girls who were comparable to star-chasing stars, shouting with dissatisfaction, like a lion defending his territory, with only the words "Shengu Kou" written on her forehead.

I have to say that her aura is indeed very powerful among girls. Under her murderous eyes, anyone who is swept by her subconsciously retreats.

Even Zhao Menghua, who was not far away, couldn't help but shrink his neck.

I remember that not long after the first year of high school, the little girl confessed to Qin Ye in public in class. As a result, Zhao Menghua, who was envious and jealous and disliked, called the director of the teaching, and the confession failed.

At that time, Zhao Menghua, who didn't know Su Xiaoxiang's hot personality, looked proud. As soon as the director left, Zhao Menghua was chased by the little girl in the class with a chair, and the scream echoed throughout the school.

It is said that even the director who came to hear the sound was affected, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were pulled away.

"Wenwen, I suddenly thought that there were some things in the literary club, otherwise we would leave first." Zhao Menghua felt that his good man would not fight with women, so it would be better to avoid this tigress now.

If the opponent is in a state of slaughter, he is really a little weak, after all, this sword showdown was caused by him.

Chen Wenwen nodded obediently.

"Hey, Wenwen, you..." Looking at Chen Wenwen who was about to leave, Lu Mingfei asked quickly, but then he saw the hand that was tightly held by Zhao Menghua.

"What's wrong with Lu Mingfei?" Chen Wenwen turned back politely.

"Oh, it's okay, I just want to ask you, did the bottle of green tea I just gave you win?" Lu Mingfei smiled dryly and grabbed the back of his head.

In fact, he wanted to ask if he was free during the National Day. He had accumulated some coupons when working in a KFC store and planned to invite Chen Wenwen to have a hamburger.

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenwen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Menghua with some amusement.

Zhao Menghua unscrewed the green tea bottle cap with a disgust and threw it to Lu Mingfei, "You can see Lu Mingfei for yourself, I wish you good luck."

After saying that, he pulled Chen Wenwen and left.

Looking at the inside of the bottle cap, Lu Mingfei smiled bitterly and lost.

"Just a bottle of green tea." Qin Ye patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder after looking at Chen Wenwen who was talking and laughing with Zhao Menghua.

Lu Mingfei quickly looked indifferent and gave Qin Ye a thumbs up, "Qin Ye, you are so fierce. Brother, I won't accept the wall in the future, so I will accept you. Thank you for your strong help today."

"What are you thanking? You changed the three-day shift, right?" Qin Ye asked back.

"Damn, you have a serious expression on your face." Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched.

"By the way, have you been a little short of these three days?"

"Hey, hey, what do you want?" Lu Mingfei said as he was about to hook Qin Ye's neck.

But a cough suddenly scared the child. Su Xiaoxuan looked over with a black look on his shoulder, especially when he saw his arm resting on Qin Ye's shoulder, Lu Mingfei felt that a magic seal was about to press towards him.
To be continued...