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Chapter 709 Broken swords can be recast(2/2)

A smile finally appeared on Lu Ze's lips.

[Invitation established]!

At the VIP table, Feng Yiluo's eyes were inexplicably ugly, but his excellent self-cultivation made him endure it.

What the hell is this Yajima Natsuki doing!

Replacing Matthew would have disrupted his plan.

Are you going to mess up your plans again now?

However, despite his anger, Feng Yiluo did not show it.

The demon boy Yajima Natsuki is the true genius of Sauron Academy. He is the kind of talented young man who is so stunning that he can see the three celestial bodies of earth, moon and fire.

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Moon base.

There was an uproar in the live broadcast venue.

Lu Ze's move caused laughter, but Yajima Natsuki's agreement this time did not win applause. The students were just puzzled and even showed dissatisfaction.

The strong waste their most precious time on the weak. This is a complete waste of everyone's lives!

This will dilute the joy of just winning a magnificent victory!

But it's too late to say anything now.

Because Lu Ze said those ridiculous words, Yajima Natsuki accepted the invitation inexplicably.

At this moment, Lu Ze, with his hands in his pockets, stepped into the hurricane arena.

With a buzzing sound, the bubble-shaped light mask rose from the ground and was about to close in mid-air.

At this moment, Lu Ze's voice gently floated out from the gap in the light mask that was about to close.

"You know what? I like to let nature take its course the most, and I hate deliberate shows the most."

Lu Ze raised his head, looked at Yajima Natsuki standing in front of him, and showed an elegant smile.

His hands were still in his trouser pockets, his eyes filled with amusement.



Natsuki Yajima scratched his chin with his left hand and looked at Lu Ze with the most disgusting look.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, turned around and asked: "Hey, can the rules of this playoff be relaxed a little? I promise that no one will die, just don't interfere."

Just as Gui Yi was about to refuse, he saw the gaze of the distinguished guest Xi Wu Wenlie, and he nodded inexplicably.

"Can."

Because Guiyi just announced the end of the game, the microphone is open at this moment.

The outside world can hear the sound in the field through his microphone.

“Perfect decision.”

Yajima Natsuki finally turned back to look at Lu Ze, and sighed: "You look very annoying."

This sentence is said in Crescent Language.

However, another crescent moon message came from the opposite side: "Cherish the last chance to speak today."

Lu Ze, who was smiling, spoke the Crescent Moon dialect with a clear accent.

This directly surprised the Sauron students in the preparation seats.

Casual conversation can already tell a lot about the other person's language proficiency.

But it’s normal to think about it. Now that the moon base has such a high status, the Crescent Language test is a necessary step for immigration.

So it doesn't matter if you think about it this way.

But what the hurricane student said was a bit particularly offensive.

Monica, a short-haired girl from Solon Academy, frowned and said: "Pride is directly proportional to strength. He makes me feel bored."

She hadn't seen someone so arrogant in Solon Academy for a long time.





In Hurricane Academy, the few people watching Lu Ze felt as if an electric current ran through their backs.

"Is he crazy!"

"Who gave him the courage to say this."

He was so cold and loyal that his lips were trembling slightly.

This is not just putting Hurricane Academy on the fire, it is simply putting it in the oven for barbecue.

No one could give him an answer.

Instead, Xia Qingying, who was standing silently at the edge, suddenly raised her head.

Those cold eyes fell on Lu Ze's angular profile.

The boy's eyes are always full of sunshine and hope, just like yesterday.





"You can choose weapons as you like. Well, you have plenty of time."

A chilling smile appeared on Yajima Natsuki's face.

Lu Ze lowered his head and showed an introverted smile, nodded happily, turned around and walked towards the weapon rack.

It was just the hands in his trouser pockets that attracted more than half of the people's attention.

It’s now a critical moment...

Are you prepared to remain in this position and be maimed?

And then he was thrown into the bioremediation cabin in this position?

Unbelievable ideas arise in people's minds.

Lu Ze walked slowly to the weapon rack. He finally took out his right hand and gently pressed two fingers on the edge of the weapon rack.

No tremors were seen.

Only a cracking sound was heard.

The sword is unsheathed.

A straight sword flew into the sky, spun and fell.

The palm of Lu Ze's right hand happened to flip over, and the hilt of the sword fell into his palm.

He turned around and walked towards Yajima Natsuki casually.

Holding the bright long sword upside down made Yajima Natsuki... laugh out loud.

Han straight sword.

It is still a Han straight sword.

Moreover, this sword is not as beautiful as the one Xia Qingying picked just now. It looks a bit bulky and its luster is also a bit dull.

Yajima Natsuki smiled extremely brightly and stamped his right foot on the ground.

Not far away, the samurai sword that had just experienced a battle made a sound of sword sound, shook the sky, crossed an arc and fell into the palm.

This time, Yajima Natsuki switched back to Xia Guoyu, which everyone can understand: "Do you also want to experience the feeling of a broken sword?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Ze shook his head slightly, raised his eyelids slightly, and said calmly: "No."

"I just want to say that the broken sword can be reforged and it will still shine brightly."

"And many of the good things in this world can definitely continue."

"As for you..."

"It's just the tiniest bit of Mount Tai, the end of Qingping."

"Are you worthy enough to break my Lu Ze's sword?"

Dead silence.

There was a dead silence inside and outside the stadium.

The crowd all opened their mouths and stared blankly at the boy who seemed to be in a fantasy.

The smile on Yajima Natsuki's face solidified.
Chapter completed!
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