Chapter 38 Before the Duel (please collect)

Wu Xian waved the samurai sword in his hand, looked at Satono coming up with a wooden knife, and said, "Take two swords for professional competition!" This thing is easy to hurt people.

Wu Xian said with a force on his wrist, and the samurai sword in his hand samurai fell into the ring, leaving only one handle on the table, but the sound of the knife body reached Satono's ear.

Seeing Wu Xian's amazing hand, everyone shouted loudly and was full of confidence that Wu Xian could beat the little devils. Satono saw Wu Xian's seemingly clever hand, and his eyes were full of the desire to fight.

After handing over the wooden knife in his hand to the person next to him, he respectfully took a wooden knife for professional competition from the knife holder beside him and solemnly handed the knife to Wu Xian.

Wu Xian waved the knife in his hand, which should be said to be more accurate and slightly lighter. However, for Wu Xian, the usual three-edging army thorn, this guy's weight is also close to the weight of the three-edging thorn, but the length is beyond the level.

After Wu Xian adapted to the wooden knife in his hand, Satono went to get a wooden knife and respectfully saluted Wu Xian, who returned it with a fist.

After the ceremony, Satono stepped back three steps, held a wooden knife in both hands, and looked at Wu Xian with a wary face. Wu Xian saw Satono like this, smiled, turned his knife body, and made a gesture of invitation to Satono.

Satono saw Wu Xian like this, and the wooden knife passed violently from top to bottom, stagnant in front of his chest, and the tip of the knife was level with the forehead line, and the tragic wind seemed to increase the momentum for Satono.

Wu Xian felt Satono's crazy fighting spirit, and the crazy blood that had not completely calmed down burned again under Satono's provocation.

Wu Xian took a step forward with the handle of the knife, roaring loudly, like the last counterattack of the lone wolf, and like the offensive order of the wolves, a single but single sound of thousands of troops and horses galloping across the country, and like millions of heroes surrounding the lonely city!

Wu Xian unreservedly released his murderous spirit. His whole body seemed to return to the battlefield, and the person in front of him was his enemy. There is no superfluous relationship between the two, only the sad fate of your death and my death.

With Wu Xian's murderous condition, everyone in the gym suddenly felt a little cold, as if they were stared in a certain direction, and the sun in the sky seemed to be afraid of Wu Xian, hiding in the clouds, so that the audience who could have warmed themselves by the sun suddenly I felt that my body was getting colder.

The shocking look in the eyes of Tang Xiaotian and Leng Juntian was full of words. Looking at Wu Xian, who was full of momentum in the ring, there was a 'resist, die!' in their hearts. The idea. For the two people who knew something about murder, after feeling the momentum on Wu Xian, their hearts were cold. The boy who needed the shelter of the two of them has now grown into a strong man who surpasses many of them. However, this strong man grew up under a lot of white bones and blood. For Wu Xian, Tang Xiaotian and Leng Juntian have listed him as dangerous people.

A Liang felt the momentum on Wu Xian's body, and his legs trembled a little uncontrollably. Lan Feng saw A Liang like this and asked A Liang, "A Liang, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Feng, he is a dragon crossing the river! If it's okay, don't provoke him." A Liang said to Lan Feng with a pale face.

For Lan Feng, who doesn't cut people much, Wu Xian gives him the same feeling as Wu Xian gives to other ordinary people, but there is a hint of danger. But seeing his brother say that, Lan Feng asked, "Why?"

"He gave me the feeling of death!" A Liang subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife with his right hand. It's not his death, but my tragic death without any suspense! I can't pass 20 moves under him, maybe even less.

A person who plays with knives is better than playing with women. This evaluation of Wu Xian made Lan Feng begin to estimate in his heart. However, when Lan Feng was estimating, a small thing suddenly appeared in his mind. Lan Feng's eyes opened, and the domineering spirit of Xiaoxiong was undoubtedly revealed.

"Good job, Wu Xian!" Lan Feng muttered to himself, and suddenly Lan Feng remembered who the familiar young man was. It was this young man who unified the underworld of South China Sea Province in two years and became the dark night emperor of South China Sea Province.

When Lanfeng released his aura, Wu Xian glanced slightly. After seeing that it was Lan Feng, he thought to himself: Lan Feng wants to get along well in the past two years!

Although the audience in the gymnasium was photographed by Wu Xian's momentum, when they saw Satono's big sweat sliding down from their foreheads on the field, everyone forgot the discomfort just now and shouted: "Kill him! Kill him!"

For the dark side of the audience, Wu Xian slowly calmed down in this call for the release of hormones and the return of animalism.

Looking at Satono, who bit his lips in front of him, his face was pale, sweating like rain, and bent down by the momentum, but desperately resisted, Wu Xian suddenly found that Satono was still a good seedling that could**. In the face of a strong enemy, he does not retreat half a step. He knows that there is a tiger in the road ahead, but he goes with his sword and has the courage to meet the brave to win on a narrow road.

Looking at his painful face, Wu Xian suddenly stopped momentum. The whole stadium suddenly felt as if something had disappeared. The temperature suddenly rose, which made people a little uncomfortable.

Li Heqing was protected by Zhenzi and Zhao Muxue. Wu Xian's momentum was blocked by the two. Li Heqing didn't feel anything at all, but Li Heqing didn't quite understand why the two stood on the stage without fighting?

As soon as Wu Xian's momentum was over, Sato Ye opened his mouth and gasped, and the exhaled gas could be seen in the hottest season of Nanhai Province. But then Satono shook his head and threw down the sweat on his head. As a result, his hair, which was not too long, became wet and stained his face one by one.

In this series of movements, Satono's attention never left Wu Xian's body for a moment. Even if his hair and sweat were thrown into his eyes, he never blinked and stared at Wu Xian with big eyes.

"There are four taboo heart diseases in kendo, which are fear, fear, doubt and confusion. If you face a strong enemy and does not retreat, you will be more afraid; if you know that your enemy is better than yourself but not afraid, you will be better than your fear; if you know your own state, you will not retreat, you will win two things. Not bad, boy, you are qualified to fight with me. Facing Satono, who may be bigger than himself, Wu Xian said oldly, but Satono didn't feel anything wrong with what Wu Xian said.

"The movement is as quiet as one, and the heart is stationed, with a little bit of a knife flow." Wu Xian saw that Satono did not have any emotional fluctuations because he praised him, and a trace of praise flashed in his eyes.

Satono quietly observed Wu Xian, hoping that Wu Xian could show a flaw and give himself a chance to swing his knife straight forward, but Wu Xian made a very standard move with a wooden knife - the upper skill.

Satono swallowed a little dry saliva with difficulty. Satono had no doubt that Wu Xian could know what kendo moves, but after seeing Wu Xian's very orthodox upper skills, Sato's ambition was also half cold, and not everyone could use the upper skills in such a smooth way.

However, after seeing Wu Xian use his last skill, the confidence in Sato's ambition also disappeared, replaced by a more crazy fighting spirit.

Seeing Satono's beast-like eyes, Wu Xian shook his head helplessly and said: What a martial arts idiot!

When he is strong, Satono is so stimulated by Wu Xian. The whole person and the knife already feel that they are a very harmonious whole. Wu Xian saw such Satono nodded slightly and said, "My wife once practiced knife skills under Zuo Chen Musashi for half a year. Now she shows the upper skill, which is also a kind of knife flow to Zuo Chen. Respect."

Hearing Wu Xian's words, Satono's eyes were more doubtful. Wu Xian didn't care what everyone thought, and then said, "But now I'm going to learn Zuo Chen's knife skills!"

As soon as Wu Xian finished speaking, the wooden knife in his hand pointed straight at Satono, and his eyes were full of fierce murderousness. An ordinary wooden knife was in Wu Xian's hand, but Satono felt that Wu Xian held a real samurai knife pointing at him, but this did not make Satono retreat, but became more and more excited.