Chapter 110

"clang!!!"

There was a loud bang!

Niu Sihai's right fist landed firmly on Su Chen's chest!

But the sound it made was like hitting a steel plate!

When everyone is wondering.

"Ahhh!"

"I... my hand!!"

thump!

Niu Sihai fell to the ground, his bloody right hand trembling violently like a vibrator!

screaming!

see!

He has five phalanges in his right hand. It shattered, and even the bones came out!

"ah!"

Girls are timid. His face turned pale with fright!

On the other hand, Su Chen rubbed his chest, nothing happened!

"hiss!"

"This bull is really strong!"

"However. The effect of force is mutual..."

Su Chen looked at Niu Sihai, who was almost fainting from the pain, with a sneer in his eyes.

Take it upon yourself!

deserve it!

"Su Chen!"

"Despicable and shameless villain, you actually put steel plates in your clothes!"

At this time, Shen Junhe couldn't stand it anymore, and strode forward with a sword in his hand!

"Steel plates stuffed in clothes?"

Su Chen was stunned.

This product is so imaginative!

"right!"

"Steel plate!"

"There must be steel plates in the clothes!"

"Otherwise, how could Brother Niu lose his hand!?"

"Too shameless!"

"shameless!"

"How can there be such a shameless person!"

The members of the Kendo Club pointed at Su Chen and insulted him with all kinds of nasty dirty words.

Su Chen didn't bother to take off his clothes, let them check, and smiled lightly:

"Even if I plug the steel plate, so what?"

"Sure, are you coming to bite me?"

"you!!!"

The members of the Kendo Club felt tight in their chests. Almost vomited blood!

This person!

It's too arrogant!

"Senior Jun He, please take action and punish him!"

someone cried.

"Senior Jun He, please take action and punish him!"

"Senior Jun He, please take action and punish him!"

"Thousands of blood, punish this son!"

"Chop off his hand!"

"Avenge Brother Niu!"

The scene was chaotic.

Shen Junhe had a very headache, but in the end he couldn't get off the tiger.

"Su Chen!"

"Although I am good at swordsmanship. But this is a school, and it is not suitable to see blood!"

"I will use my family's boxing method to fight you!"

With that said, Shen Junhe threw the silver sword aside!

"Don't!"

Su Chen raised his hand and said arrogantly:

"I'll lose later. Don't say I'm bullying you!"

"Let's compare swords!"

Fighting swords?

Tired of this kid?

Shen Junhe's face was as cold as an iceberg, and he hummed:

"Okay! Ah Cai, give him a sword!"

"Need not!"

Su Chen waved his hand. His eyes scanned the crowd.

Finally locked on a primary school girl who was eating Weilong hot strips!

Take it in stride!

"You... what do you want to do?"

The female student looked at Su Chen with some fear.

Su Chen smiled slightly.

"Hello, senior sister, can you lend me a spicy stick?"

"ah?"

The female student was stunned, and tremblingly handed over the spicy strips.

"Here, it's all for you!"

"One is enough!"

Su Chen smiled and took out an extremely delicious Weilong gluten!

Because this is Weilong brand new packaging. The length of spicy strips is one foot long!

That is more than thirty centimeters!

"What is Su Chen doing?"

Du Xiyue was taken aback for a moment.

"It's about this time. Second brother still wants to eat spicy strips?" Han Li scratched his head.

"Awesome second brother!" Zhang Dapao didn't know what to say.

"broken!"

Qi Guangyao strikes with a hammer!

"The second child is pretending to be on the top, and won't want to use a spicy stick. Fight the sword in Shen Junhe's hand?!"

"puff!"

Several people immediately sprayed!

Spicy sticks vs. swords!

Make sure you're not kidding! ?

At this time, Su Chen walked back to the arena with a spicy stick in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Shen Junhe couldn't understand for a moment.

"Aren't you going to compare swords?"

Su Chen's eyes were contemptuous, and he gestured for the Weilong spicy stick in his hand!

"This is my sword!"

silence!

There is silence all around!

At this moment, in everyone's mind, Su Chen is completely a mental patient who escaped from Chuzhou No. 7 hospital!

"Fool!"

"moron!"

"idiot!"

"Pretending to be a dog!"

"See how you die!"

"The president stabbed him to death with a sword!"

"Let him come out and pretend to be aggressive again, idiot!"

The members of the Kendo Club were all itchy with anger. I can't wait to rush up together and hack Su Chen to death with a random sword!

"..."

Shen Junhe was silent for a while.

"good!"

"good!"

"good!"

He said three good words!

"Su Chen!"

"From the first day I Shen Junhe practiced sword, my father told me!"

"Humiliate me, yes!"

"Humiliate the sword in my hand. Die!!!"

That's it!

Just listen to the loud and clear sword cry of "Clang!"!

The silver sword suddenly unsheathed!

In the stadium, a bright silver light was lit up, which hurt people's eyes!

Holding the silver sword in Shen Junhe's hand, he drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally pointed the sword at the ground!

"This sword is a famous sword in Jiangnan!"

"Drunk Snow!"

"The sword's edge is three feet and seven inches, and its net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Junhe raised his eyes, sharp!

Su Chen also imitated Shen Junhe's coquettish posture, flicking the Weilong spicy stick in his hand, and the chili oil splashed everywhere.

"This sword is also a famous sword in the south of the Yangtze River!"

"Weilong's big gluten!"

"The sword's edge is one foot and one inch, and the net weight..."

It's not over yet!

Shen Junhe couldn't hold back his anger anymore, his figure moved, and he stabbed Su Chen's shoulder with a sword!

"Fall down for me!!!"

A thunderous roar resounded through the stadium!

"I've never seen Brother Jun lose such a temper!"

"This kid is dead!"

Duan Fei and Niu Sihai thought.

Shen Junhe is a peak acquired martial artist, with a stab of a sword, it is as fast as lightning, Du Xiyue, Qi Guangyao, Yang Wanwan and others can't see clearly at all!

"clang!"

Su Chen swung Weilong Latiao, and with a flick of his sword, he swung the Zuixue sword away!

The collision of swords and gluten!

There was a sound of gold and iron clattering!

"How can this be?!"

"Could it be that his spicy strips are made of iron?!"

Shen Junhe was completely dumbfounded!

I have no idea what's going on!

He stood still and looked intently...

I saw that the spicy stick in Su Chen's hand seemed to have been poured with something, from soft to hard and straight!

Yang Wanwan, Niu Sihai, Duan Fei and others were also caught in the ring!

This kid is a magician! ?

"Could it be—!!"

Shen Junhe suddenly remembered something!

His eyes exploded!

Then he quickly rejected it!

"No...impossible!"

"It can't be the true energy injection!"

"He is a freshman, how could he be an innate martial artist!!?"

Shen Junhe roared in his heart.

At this time, Su Chen poured enough qi into the spicy bar, its hardness was comparable to steel!

"No!"

"I do not believe!!"

Shen Junhe swung the Zuixue Sword like he was crazy!

"Feiyan Slash!"

The sword is like a swallow!

Shen Junhe used an extremely tricky body style, holding the Zuixue sword, cutting the air, and slashed towards Su Chen's right shoulder! !

"Huh?"

"This sword actually smells like the Ghost Valley Sword!"

Su Chen still had time to discern the sword technique.

The next moment, he carried his back with one hand and stepped out in one step!

"Dugu Nine Swords!"

"Broken Sword Style!"