Chapter 144

Cheng Yi's eyes coagulated and couldn't help holding the white scabbard tightly.

The lightning attack from the three wisdom trees flickered in the hot sun, but it was a little cold.

This is the only move. He faces up to whirlpool Zhishu's swordsmanship.

In this competition, although he had no expression fluctuation at all. But the palm of his hand exuded some sweat and stained his white scabbard.

Compared with Zhishu's Qingquan with a black scabbard, the difference is that his sword has no name.

His father said to him, "a famous sword often carries a legend. It doesn't matter whether it has a name or not, but when its users write a legend for it. It will naturally get its name. "

"For our ITO family, although we are not strong enough, we really take the sword as a part of our body."

"We will never abandon our weapons. When our strength reaches a higher level, our swords will be quenched with more special metals until they meet our strength."

"Even if it is interrupted in battle, it must be repaired again."

"So Chengyi, if you choose this sword, it will accompany you all your life."

Father's words seemed to echo in his ears again. Although he could not speak, he always valued his companions as much as his sword.

He is very rigid, but he is more like a persistent swordsman.

He once inadvertently told Zhishu the story inherited in their family.

I thought Zhishu would laugh and say, "I didn't expect your family to be so rigid and troublesome. No wonder you don't know how to adapt."

But who thought, whirlpool Zhishu told him seriously, which also became one of his rules.

He is really an unexpected person. No one knows when he will get serious, and no one knows that he will fall into funny again.

But his every move will always move people's hearts. People unconsciously trust him and are infected by him.

That's why he affects so many people's hearts at this time, right?

At the heart of everyone's eyes, the gorgeous dance has just jumped. So what will happen?

For Zhishu, he didn't think much at this moment. After thousands of training, the three-day moon dance has become the instinct of his body.

This is the gorgeous sword technique that contains endless killing opportunities. But this is a fast attack sword.

The core of all is to stab the sword deeply into the opponent's body.

Perhaps a wisdom tree can be prevented by Sasuke in the state of writing wheel eyes, but three wisdom trees are absolutely impossible.

Hiss!

Qingquan pierced Sasuke's belly, and the other two separated bodies dissipated.

"As I said, you have never seen the essence of wood leaf flow. Even this sword. " The voice of Zhishu was filled with anger.

The blood flowed from Sasuke's lower abdomen, sprinkled on the ground and stained on the clear spring.

"Sasuke!" Sakura immediately shouted, although Zhishu is also covered with wounds.

But in contrast, the sword inserted into Sasuke's belly is more worrying.

"Is this a win?" Lumaru was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the final outcome would end like this.

But he then thought about it and found that this outcome might be correct. Although Sasuke has become stronger, he has not mastered a ninja that can be used as a killer mace.

But Zhishu, I don't know when, has practiced such a sword technique!

While they were amazed, they couldn't help sighing. It seems that Sasuke will never overcome the curse of Zhishu. I'm afraid it's printed deeper in his heart.

Standing on the tree with Ning CI every day, he finally relaxed his nerves and said with a sigh of relief, "although Zhi Shu made himself look like this, it's good that he won and won't punish him next time..."

"No!" Ning CI suddenly interrupted his words every day, and his eyes were still fixed on the field, as if something unexpected would happen next.

"Sasuke, he hasn't lost yet."

Ping!!

It seemed that the sound of the sword breaking sounded in accordance with Ning Ci's prophecy.

The crisp voice once again attracted everyone's attention.

But when they looked over, they were very frightened to find that the silver blade in the whirlpool wisdom tree's hand... Was broken.

Sasuke seemed to have no pain. He grabbed the blade directly and blood flowed, but Zhishu's sword had been broken by him. Another blade stayed in his lower abdomen, which made him more terrible in this state.

"Do you think you won?" With that, Sasuke pulled out another blade left in his body and threw it aside at will.

Natural chakra's strength made his wound recover quickly.

"So, whirlpool wisdom tree, how can you fight me when you lose your sword?"

"No, the competition is over." Zhishu turned around and was ready to pick up the half of Qingquan. That was his agreement with Chengyi.

Sasuke was stunned. He wanted to make a move, but vortex Zhishu had no reason to make a move for him.

Because Zhishu has turned his back to him, as he said. The competition is over. The pride of the yuzhibo family can't allow him to continue to attack at this time.

But as if to answer his doubts, Zhishu's slightly tired voice sounded.

"You know I know some medical ninja. Now your body has reached the extreme. Even the power of the spell can't make you continue to fight. "

Sasuke wanted to rush forward to show that he could continue to fight. But as predicted by whirlpool wisdom tree, his body even didn't listen to him.

The pain from his lower abdomen seemed to be the point that made him collapse. Let this already overloaded fighting body only tremble violently.

no

How can I stop here?

I need strength, I need more strength!

The spell mark on his neck seemed to become more burning, as if he heard his desire.

But Zhishu just bent down to pick up the blade and put it into the scabbard carefully.

Cheng!

The other half of the broken blade was also inserted into the scabbard. Zhishu straightened up and his voice was very flat,

"Don't make unnecessary attempts. After all, you can't break everyone's heart."

Sasuke didn't understand what Zhishu said, but the next moment, a pair of arms hugged him tightly.

"Sasuke, I beg you, don't fight any more!"

He found that he had put all his mind on Zhishu and ignored Xiaoying who was already beside him.

After all, he has not become a person who has given up his feelings, coupled with the fatigue from his body.

The black lines quickly dispersed, lost the last strength support, and fell into Sakura's arms.

Zhishu looked at the tears on Sakura's face. Sasuke, who had been lying in his arms, couldn't help shaking his head.

He turned and his lips wriggled.

At the moment, everyone thought he was going to say something serious as an end.

Zhishu scratched his head, and his hair scorched by the fire was particularly messy,

"Not to mention whether there are girls hugging. I don't even have the potato chips you said before. My life is really a failure."

"I knew he would do this..." he covered his forehead every day and said helplessly.