Lu Qianji shouted: "Zhao Yu!"

Zhao Yu looked at Lu Qianji, and Lu Qianji whispered: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Yu smiled slightly and gestured to her a victory: "Lu Qianji, wait there obediently. I will defeat this bastard and take you down the mountain."

Lu Qianji felt a moment of despair in her heart. She knew very well that this was just Qi Dong's scam. He could not let Zhao Yu go down the mountain, and he could not let himself go down the mountain. Qi Dong, a bastard.

Lan Yue looked at Zhao Yu: "Do you have any suitable weapons? You can bring them up."

Zhao Yu thought for a while: "Whatever, just... let's take a knife."

"Knife, I like knife." Qi Dong smiled and said to Lu Qianji: "Many people say that swords are the king, but they are all wrong. A truly powerful killing weapon is always a knife. Because you know, a knife is more refreshing, after all, it is used to cut. You can clearly hear the sound of bones being cut. If the force is strong enough, you can also see the scene of your arms being cut off and sprinkled into the sky with blood. It's really..."

Seeing Lu Qianji staring at him viciously, he said tactfully: "I'm sorry, I'm talking too much."

Lan Yue asked: "Does there be any requirements for weight and length when a single knife or a double knife?"

Zhao Yu gestured Lan Yue: "Two swords, yes, one is light and the other is heavy."

This posture is insulting.

Zhao Yu's meaning is to tell everyone that he is using Lan Yue as his target, and he wants Lan Yue to cry and call her mother's knife.

Lan Yue's face showed an angry expression, and her eyes seemed to be ignited by fire. But he still didn't move: "Two swords, it's easy to hurt themselves during the battle, are you sure?"

"Confirm." Zhao Yu said: "When you chop off after a while, if one is dull, there will be another one."

Lan Yue snorted coldly and pulled out her two thorns and said to others: "Give him two knives, one lighter and the other heavy."

"One light and one heavy. Wow." Qi Dong exclaimed: "People who use swords like this are all experts. Different weights will affect the feel and movements, but if you play well, speed and strength can be taken into account, and the power of the double swords will be greatly enhanced. You know, I have practiced double swords, but I just can't adapt to the light and heavy training of this, and once again cut a small hole in my thigh. Haha, there is still a scar now."

Lu Qianji hates this guy who is chattering in his ears.

Luo Wenbin didn't know what Qi Dong was doing. He clearly agreed to let Lu Qianji go and talked straight to the point. Now he is so aggressive that he doesn't want to let two people go at all.

Lu Huxiao sat there calmly, and he also had a little expectation for Zhao Yu.

Lu Qianji glanced at her father and became a prisoner, but he was still him, and the powerful and majestic captain of the Third Team. The two people were like people from two worlds, as if they had never known each other and had no connection.

Haha, looking forward to what he does for himself is probably just deceiving himself. Lu Qianji smiled bitterly, and his resentment towards his father was deeply rooted in his heart.

Zhao Yu carried two knives and gently brushed the grass growing in the cracks of the bricks, and the grass was cut off in one stroke.

It's indeed a quick knife!

"Are you satisfied with your weapons?" Lan Yue asked.

"Yes." Zhao Yu said: "It's just that I'm not very satisfied with my opponent."

Lan Yue held back her anger and tilted her head to ask, "Where is dissatisfied?"

"You are too strong, can you change to someone weaker to fight me?"

Lan Yue opened her eyes wide and felt that this person was simply brainless. Are you playing? I'm playing with you!?

Qi Dong laughed rattle, laughing back and forth, very exaggerated: "Hey, I haven't talked to him much these days. This kid is very interesting to talk to! Hahaha, this time is still kid, well, I began to know why Miss Lu likes him. She is so brave, knows humor, and is willing to endure hardships for the lady. Oh, it's rare to have a lover."

Lu Qianji's pink fist was clenched and her teeth were clenched.

Lan Yue really didn't want to endure it anymore, and the double thorns crossed: "I'll give in!"

Zhao Yu also crossed his swords: "Can't you really change someone?"

Lan Yue rushed out suddenly, and the two thorns stabbed Zhao Yu directly in the eyes. Zhao Yu's light sword slid, Lan Yue's thorn changed a ghostly angle. His knife did not touch the other party's thorn at all. Lan Yue's thorn changed another angle and directly stabbed Zhao Yu's lower abdomen. Zhao Yu's heavy sword had already been ready to protect himself and swept it in front of his lower abdomen.

clang!

Lan Yue jumped over Zhao Yu with a silence, half-squatted on the ground and slid out for seven or eight meters before stopping, turning around, expressionless, one thorn was spinning in circles between them, and the other thorn was hanging, and blood dripping on the stone bricks with the tip of the thorn.

Zhao Yu turned around and covered his thighs. His thigh was stabbed, and at the moment he was wrong. Lan Yue's movements were too fast and he had too many fake moves. He was simply not caring about the front and the back, and could not defend himself at all.

Lan Yue said lightly: "I just know how to talk. It's obviously not as weak as I can."

Zhao Yu saw that Lan Yue should be a master of Devil May Cry, a guy as powerful as Full Moon. He is two levels higher than himself.

Zhao Yu made a thigh-tip and said strangely: "The thigh was bitten by a mosquito."

Lan Yue frowned: "Hard-mouthed."

Then there was another fierce rush, rushing directly towards Zhao Yu. This time, Zhao Yu rushed over without waiting for the other party to rush over, relying on his advantage of long length and large coverage, he made several sword shadow areas and took the lead.

Since Lan Yue is a master of using thorns, she is naturally accustomed to starting from the subtle points and is prepared for this kind of formation. She turned around cleverly and turned over and pointed her toes on the ground. Two bright silver Emei thorns were brushed in her palms, like two silver full moons.

He held one with one hand and gently lifted it up. The needle was a little on the back of Zhao Yu's knife. Zhao Yu's knife immediately felt severe thrust, and the heavy knife took his arm and threw it out in an instant.

Zhao Yu didn't expect that the Emei Thorn would have such powerful power, almost half of his body was crooked, and the one that was knocked away was a heavy knife. The heavy knife was knocked away and his body was also deformed. The light knife immediately turned around to protect the vital points.

Lan Yue turned around slightly, and another Emei thorn rushed up suddenly and headed straight for the light knife. With a tingling sound, the light knife buzzed and the blade trembled.

Zhao Yu clearly saw that both Emei thorns were passing under the light knife and heading straight for his eyes.

At the same time, Zhao Yu also saw Lan Yue's sinister and cold eyes clearly.

Lan Yue was startled at first, and then a huge sense of humiliation came to her heart: This bastard really thinks that this trick can kill me!?

Don't be too arrogant!
Chapter completed!