The sharp sword light, the cold killing machine.

Originally, Mu fan, who opened the door normally, didn't expect to be attacked at the moment when he just entered.

The sword light was cut down toward his head without stopping. The crisis of death enveloped the whole body at this moment.

Mu fan's brain is running at a high speed at this moment, and the breath of quiet energy covers the whole body in an instant, and the action of walking stops abruptly.

The whole body moves from motion to stillness, just like a broken pixel block, instantly reorganizes. The upper body bone dislocation moves ten centimeters after life, and then the sword light cuts down from the front of my eyes.

However, it is never Mu fan's style to passively bear the attack. When the two fingers of the right hand are closed together, when you can cover the palm, the two fingers are as tough as fine steel and pop up like lightning.

Ding!

The back of the finger hit heavily on the ridge of the sword, and the sword which was cut in the air was instantly opened.

Then Mu fan looks forward with cold eyes, but he sees Lu Qingxue in a clean and white swordsman's suit. His sword points on the ground. The cold is empty and the beautiful eyes are like ice and snow.

"What do you mean, sister?" You can fade away, Mu fan asked coldly.

The attack just now clearly has the intention of killing. If he didn't hide quickly, the sword light would be cut on his head.

However, Lu Qingxue didn't answer Mu fan's words. Instead, he put his sword in front of him, and then cut him to his side.

When the edge of the sword was about to be cut to the stake in the next second, the tip of the sword broke the laws of physics. A reverse wave was transmitted from the tip of the sword to the handle. Then, the bright wrist shook slightly. The long sword was a few centimeters shorter, and an irregular circle was drawn with the shoulder as the center.

The sword did not touch the stake.

Lu Qingxue tells Wu Fu'an in this way that the sword just under her control can't be cut to the top of her head.

"Do you have a name for the action you just did?"

Seeing Lu Qingxue's explanation, Mu fan's coldness in his eyes subsided. He nodded: "limit nine moves."

This is the official name. However, he didn't cultivate his body instinct into the limit nine movements like the members of the flying dragon. He really relied on the martial arts of you Neng, six movements and soft body.

"I can finally conclude that your fighting level has been improved by leaps and bounds."

Lu Qingxue nodded and nodded with approval. However, Mu fan always felt that what the iceberg beauty said seemed to have not finished. However, he had no clue after careful consideration.

"Well, the feeling of mood greatly improves the skill, and it's just a coincidence. But sister, is this test necessary? " Mu fan still can't adapt to be suddenly attacked by the cold Lu Qingxue.

"It's necessary. I'm afraid the party in the afternoon may not be very friendly." Lu Qingxue nodded seriously, and her expression was very serious.

This let Mu fan heart began to wander, he knew, is absolutely not a good party.

But there is no tangle, 2 seconds Mu fan that still decided to go.

Eight melting fruit, now I don't have credit to exchange, so I can only get it in this simple way.

"May I fight back?"

When thoroughly identified their own ideas, Mu fan raised questions.

"Yes."

"Then there will be no problem."

Lu Qingxue can do this, does not mean that others can do so, since it has been said in advance, then hope that there will not be a long eye to come to look for trouble.

"Your physique is very strange and powerful, so I hope you will do your best in this fight. If you defeat me, I can give you ten fruits

Lu Qingxue's words let Mu fan's eyes shine.

"Good!"

As Mu fan's answer rings, there is a mechanical closing sound all around, and then the channel connecting the president's room to the first training ground is opened.

Lu Qingxue, dressed in white, was the first to walk into the training ground. Her long sword was placed on the weapon rack, and then a light gray sheath sword was drawn out between fingers.

You know

The bright body of the sword is like a bright moon reflected on a clear spring. The moon is shining at the starting point, and it is cold.

"Yuehua, one of my formal combat swords."

Bow horse posture, sword tip forward, hands holding the handle on the left side of the cheek.

At this moment, Lu Qingxue's momentum was fierce, and the whole man was almost integrated with Yuehua sword, just like the eternal sword born in the iceberg.

Mu fan's eyes are also finally serious, the momentum of the whole person is not as sharp as the past, but in the continuous condensation, compression.

Eyes pass by.

A folding stick was placed on the weapon rack.

This kind of weapon is specially prepared for mu fan. Naturally, he did not consider other weapons. Instead, he pulled out the folding stick and twisted it gently.

The right hand slowly lifted to the front of the eyes, folded stick across the two people, Mu fan toe gently grinding the ground.

"Please give me your advice."

The foot trembles, actually is the direct opening, Mu fan used the strongest body skill.Six moves - rush step!

The speed of Mu fan this time is better than any time Lu Qingxue has ever seen.

Since Lu Qingxue has been exposed to the truth of some facts, then Mu fan in front of her does not need to deliberately hide strength.

Besides, if you win, you will get ten fruits!

What Mu fan didn't notice is that when you can breath reappear, Lu Qingxue's eyes finally showed the light of complete affirmation, and then did not retreat but advanced.

The sword in his hand flashed out in a flash.

This time, Mu fan didn't directly use Qianlie rain as usual. Instead, he turned the folding stick into a mirage in his hand and then raised it high. With Mu fan's impact, the rotary stick suddenly fell down with an awe inspiring pressure.

Boom!

Yuehua retreats lightly, and the rotating folding stick hits the ground heavily. It only feels that the training ground which is completely wrapped by heavy steel plate trembles at the same time.

However, at the moment of one hit, Mufan turned the forward tilt brought by his body inertia with his powerful force, and then the whole person was like a shell compressed to the end and ejected twice.

Nonhuman power, plus nonhuman speed.

Mu fan at this moment, finally burst out of the unimaginable attack ability.

And until this time, Lu Qingxue really found Mu fan's violent power!

She didn't know that when Mu fan opened the core consciousness box in Shura's mecha, he once had 30 levels of power for a short time. The strong feeling that one blow was enough to pierce steel, although there was no permanent residence, it left Mufan with the direction of using the powerful power.

Finally, the sound can not be absorbed by the thick composite wall.

In the outside of the trainees can not help but stop, is the first training ground that deep and surging shock feeling is too strong!

Bing Su, who beat the four students black and blue, will stop at the moment. Is this kind of movement made by Mu fan?

Don't know why, Bing Su suddenly a little worried about her invincible general snow elder sister.

As for the four students who wanted to cry without tears, Bing Su subconsciously forgot.

Finally, after five minutes, the strong shock finally disappeared.

In the training ground, the infield covered by steel plates has been covered with sword marks, and each trace is deeply branded on it.

All this was caused by Lu Qingxue, the president of Kendo society. However, the iceberg Kendo female martial god had a folding stick heavily against her ear.

And Mu fan is holding a folding tube in one hand, deceiving in front of Lu Qingxue.

This kind of posture, if in the eyes of young men and girls in love, is simply the perfect wall Dong posture.

However, only the parties know how powerful this gesture is!

The front end of the folding stick was completely submerged in the steel.

Under the broad white sword suit, Lu Qingxue's right hand holding the handle of the sword is shaking gently.

She is afraid to completely overturn the previous evaluation of Mu fan's strength.

Because of the war, she lost.

"I lost..."

The cold Kendo female martial god finally lowers her noble and beautiful face in front of Mufan.

The arm that abnormal smooth disappear, you can subside the moment, Mu fan also lifted the six style steel posture.

In this war, he finally determined that his fighting skills had been greatly improved.

Because after experiencing the state of "emptiness perception" and entering the state of killing gods into the shadow, Mufan's cognition of strength and speed is far beyond the past.

This is the result of the quick decision of the war!

"My sister is very strong, but I'm making progress all the time." Mu fan loosed the folding stick firmly inserted in the steel wall.

From this point of view, Mu fan didn't find any discontent or loss in the eyes of this cold woman, but some of them were appreciation?

"Well, I have no doubt about my decision now. Next, go to that room, change your clothes, and go out with me. "

Lu Qingxue casually pointed out that she was alone in the president's room.

"Is that right?"

After Mu fan finished speaking, he felt that his mouth was cheap and superfluous, but Lu Qingxue's ears were slightly red, or nodded.

"After you change, go out and wait for me."

A moment later, when Mu fan, dressed in formal clothes, and Lu Qingxue, a white windbreaker, showed up side by side, the students in the hall were shocked.

What did they just do in there?

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