Zulu's eyes were scarlet and he saw a glimmer of opportunity.

The leader of this Han Dynasty actually wanted to duel with him.

Haha... He suddenly grinned, revealing his black and yellow teeth, staring at Ye Chunqiu like a copper bell-sized eyes, as if a hungry wolf was ready to go, constantly changing his pace, waiting for a fatal blow to Ye Chunqiu.

He seemed to be walking freely and freely, but in Ye Chunqiu's eyes, he saw a strong danger. This person should have not learned any advanced martial arts, but such a person is still terrible. All his methods obviously come from the battlefield, the murder methods he learned in his blood again and again, and such methods are simple and efficient.

Wherever he went, Ye Chunqiu's eyes focused on him, without any care.

At this time, everyone was breathing, and no one thought Ye Chunqiu was doing this. They held their breath and savored the thrilling moment. They also knew that the next one was Zulu, the first warrior of the Tatar tribe, and Ye Chunqiu, who was the top scholar.

"Your name is Ye Chunqiu..." Zulu suddenly grinned again and said slowly: "I have heard of you. Khan said you broke our plan. You are too young. When the fierce battle was just now, I kept staring at you. In time, maybe... you can also be a warrior, but now... you still lack too much experience."

While walking, he looked at Ye Chunqiu with his scarlet eyes, but continued easily: "I didn't expect that you Ming Dynasty still had such a military horse, but... if you talk about private fights, you Han people are still far behind. I killed people at the age of six and wolves at the age of eleven. In the desert, I killed much more people than those who died here today, so I know how to kill people and how to crush their bones, just like..." He showed his stern teeth and showed contempt: "Just like the one who killed your general just now! You must believe that he will die in great pain, and next, you will be more painful than him..."

He spoke slowly, using half-baked Chinese, but his speed was very light and slow.

Ye Chunqiu only smiled at him, with a gentle and gentle smile, but his eyes were still observing his every move.

Ye Chunqiu knew very well that this person was not provoking, he was distracting himself. Such a person was too good at killing. He not only knew how to kill, but also knew how to engage in psychological warfare.

However, when he talked about killing the general, Ye Chunqiu's eyes sternly, and murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

A hint of joy flashed through Zulu's eyes. He knew that Ye Chunqiu's emotions finally fluctuated. He had angered him. A true master's duel cannot make any mistakes. A person who is excited is the easiest to make mistakes.

Zulu did not give Ye Chunqiu a chance. He grabbed the fighter plane with great accuracy, and with a roar, he picked up the knife and rushed towards Ye Chunqiu violently.

Just like a hungry tiger pounces on a sheep, this seemingly burly and tall man has amazing explosive power, just like an arrow leaving the string, breaking through the wind.

Fast, too fast.

Zulu knew that he had only one chance. If this attack did not kill Ye Chunqiu, even if Ye Chunqiu was seriously injured, Ye Chunqiu's soldiers would rush forward and save him.

So... he insisted on letting Ye Chunqiu die. He devoted all his life to the point of sending a hard blow. The sound of the scimitar breaking the wind was like his roar, which made everyone take it for him.

A burst of exclamations broke out in the crowd, and everyone was extremely anxious, and some even subconsciously closed their eyes.

Zhu Houzhao's body on the stage was shocked. In fact, there was no expression on his face until the end. He just looked at the school ground in surprise. Now, when he saw the black shadow like a hill attacking Ye Chunqiu, he couldn't help but shout: "Be careful."

The word "careful" cannot be heard from Ye Chunqiu.

At this time, Ye Chunqiu saw a cruel smile on Zulu's face. He was determined to win this blow. Zulu felt that he was almost not rushing, but more like a whole person was leaping. Even he could not imagine such a shocking power, but at this moment, he couldn't help but realize it.

Because when he got closer, closer, even close, he suddenly realized that Ye Chunqiu was actually smiling, and that smile made people feel weird.

This is a very gentle smile, just like all the people in the south, with a spring breeze, but this smile occurs on the battlefield of life and death...

Zulu was stunned and had an unknown premonition...

He was wrong!

Ye Chunqiu smiled and saw this almost extreme blow, but he was thinking in his heart, do you think you have just angered me? Do you think my emotions fluctuate? Haha, you will make a fraud, I won’t make a fraud?

From the beginning, Ye Chunqiu had never had any fluctuations. He knew better than anyone else that this battle was only in an instant. He needed to accurately calculate the opponent's attack defense and find the opponent's flaws, and he could not neglect the slightest.

He was very fast, but Ye Chunqiu suddenly moved, and Ye Chunqiu's movements became faster.

Zulu saw a flash of eyes, and he saw a long sword attacking. He smiled coldly and continued to attack. His target was Ye Chunqiu's head.

In an instant, the sword that had not yet arrived suddenly became faster, so fast that even he couldn't believe it.

Boom... Zulu suddenly stopped, holding a scimitar, but there was no blood on the scimitar. At this time, Ye Chunqiu was already behind him.

Everything is just between lightning and lightning, but no one knows what happened because it is too fast.

Both of them stood still with their backs to their feet, everyone was a little surprised, both of them were unscathed?

But at this time, Zulu suddenly coughed desperately, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He covered his chest, and there was a neat incision in his chest, and blood dripped down, overflowing from his fingers.

This...how is it possible.

He gasped desperately, gasping heavily. Obviously, the sword did not penetrate his most deadly position. It seemed a little biased, but it was enough to make Zulu spit out a mouthful of blood. He even felt a little unable to hold on, and he was busy trying to support his body with a knife on the ground.

At this time, Ye Chunqiu had already turned around and walked quickly.

Walking in front of Zulu, Ye Chunqiu said, "You have too many words."

Zulu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but another mouthful of blood was overflowing.
Chapter completed!