Chapter 10

what the fuck.

This is a dog thing.

He said he was loyal.

Wasn't it discussed before?

If someone is looking for trouble, he will play a guard master and bluff these innocent students who have not been beaten by the society. At that time, the dog still patted his chest and vowed that he would stop Lin Beichen even if he was beaten.

And now?

How can this dog slip away?

No sense of loyalty.

Lin Beichen was at a loss.

What the hell is this?

Do you really fight with your sword?

Although he was directly proficient in basic swordsmanship last night with his mobile phone, he was a game nerd in his previous life. He had no experience in fighting. As a civilized man in a society ruled by law, he was not ready to wield a blade psychologically.

There was schadenfreude all around.

"Yes, go ahead."

"Get in there and lick the dust off all our boots."

"What the hell are you looking at? Come on

"Little beast, come on."

"Do you think you are still the little Marquis of Zhan Tian's mansion?"

The college, which followed Feng Lun, had been instructed for a long time, and immediately cooperated with him, yelling and scolding in all kinds of humiliating language.

When Feng Lun saw this, he was even more proud.

He decided to go a step further, so he pulled out his sword and pointed to Lin Beichen, saying: "little bastard, your father is a deserter, and you are a coward. If it wasn't for the school discipline, don't kill people, I would have killed you today..."

The voice is not lost.

Change suddenly.

Whew!

A white sword flashed by.

Ding!

In front of Feng Lun's eyes, he felt that his wrist was shocked, half of his arm was numb, and his sword flew out of his hand.

Whew!

Another flash of white sword light.

He had a chill on his chest.

When you look down.

The silver point of the sword has pierced the clothes on the chest and penetrated into the muscles. A touch of light scarlet exudes the clothes along the blade, rendering it like a red flower blooming slowly

And the handle of the long sword is holding

In the hands of Lin Beichen?!

So, just now

What happened?

I

Lost?

Defeated by Lin Beichen?

This black sheep, he

How can you have such terrible strength?

Feng Lun's heart suddenly and irresistibly shuddered.

He looked blankly at Lin Beichen.

And Lin Beichen is even worse than Feng Lun.

what the fuck?

What happened just now?

He was also in a daze.

However, such a muddled expression in Feng Lun's eyes was another feeling——

The expression is cold, without the slightest emotion, as if he is a cold-blooded killer, especially the eyes, which have no focal length, empty, as if any life, as if in such eyes, all other people are dead bodies without life.

Terrible.

Terror.

Lin Beichen in this state is just like a cold-blooded gold medal killer who has killed countless people.

How the hell am I against such a man?

"Lin... classmate, don't... Have words... Speak well..."

Feng Lun's mentality suddenly collapsed.

What goddess, what give everything for love

It's all over the air.

To be alive is the most important thing.

His legs were weak and he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy.

But I dare not move.

Because there's a sword in my chest.

For fear that his movement would cause Lin Beichen's misunderstanding, the sword in his hand, a little forward, can pierce his heart and kill him.

The people around me are all confused.

In particular, the expression on the faces of those students who just gloated and fell into the well was completely frozen.

What happened?

Feng Lun is a level three warrior.

Although it is only the first stage of the third level, it is also the third level.

Unexpectedly by the second grade nine class, no, should be by the whole second grade crane tail, instantly to hang beat?

Just now, no one could see clearly what kind of combat skills Lin Beichen was using.

Because it's too fast.

Lin Beichen's speed is too fast.

It's like a flash of lightning.

All the students felt that there was a flower in front of them. When they reacted, Lin Beichen's sword was poking at Feng Lun's chest.

What strength is this?

"Lin... Lin Beichen, don't be impulsive..."

"No killing in the College..."

"Classmate Lin, stop it and say something."

Feng Lun's friends were too scared to get close to him. They stammered in a panic for fear that Lin Beichen would kill Feng Lun on the spur of the moment. They were also responsible for the investigation.

what?

You bet Lin Beichen doesn't dare to kill?

c'mon!

This black sheep is a brain wreck.

What can't he do when he has a brain attack?

The hearts of all the onlookers were in their throats.

At this time, Lin Beichen, the thriller maker, came back slowly.

Huh?

Just now

It seems that when Feng Lun points his sword at him, his body feels some kind of threat and suddenly becomes completely out of control. Without waiting for the command of his brain, his body responds directly.

Draw the sword and fight back.

Burst, burst, stab

It's like

What's the continuous move of basic swordsmanship close three company?

Sudden, refers to the shortest time, with the fastest speed, into the opponent's side.

Breaking refers to breaking the opponent's defense with the most reasonable, effective and labor-saving angle and strength.

Stabbing is the most direct and lethal way to kill and defeat an opponent.

This is the core of basic swordsmanship melee three company.

It seems simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult.

In fact, in a battle, if we blindly stick to form, the move will be dead and there will be no threat.

The so-called use of the wonderful, save one mind, you need to practice these three strikes, thousands of times, directly make it into the body's instinct, flexible use of combat, in order to play a maximum effect.

Just now, Lin Beichen broke through the enemy quickly.

It's his body, it's instinctive.

It's terrible to show it.

Far beyond Lin Beichen's own expectations.

"My mother, is it too overbearing to practice with mobile app?"

Lin Beichen was ecstatic.

If last night's mastery of the basic swordsmanship melee three company was only a preliminary step, then at this moment, it's definitely at the point of being handy.

The power of the three swords was beyond his imagination.

Feng Lun, the junior warrior of the third level, was also as vulnerable as a weak chicken.

So, did you underestimate the basic swordsmanship fitness company or the cultivation power of mobile app?

Anyway

Beautiful!

"Have something to say?"

Lin Beichen laughed on the spot: "but just now, when I was talkative and easy to discuss, some people didn't seem to appreciate it. Now my sword is angry, but you want to appreciate it instead?"

"Yes, please, please, absolutely."

Feng Lun smiles and howls in his heart.

Brother, don't laugh.

When you smile, you shake your hand. When you shake your hand, you shake your sword.

This sword is still in my flesh.

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