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Chapter 17 Death Battle(2/2)

He rushed up again, and for the last time he charged, a white light appeared on the [Black Blade Wooden Knife].

Shao Yaoming carefully avoided the monster's attack and tried his best to attract the opponent's attention. He held the hammer tightly in his right hand, waiting for Feng Zheng to issue an attack order.

Feng Zheng rushed up as soon as possible.

Like last time, the canteen administrator noticed Feng Zheng's movement, so he used the same trick again and turned around to drive away the little bug.

However, Feng Zheng had expected this attack to happen, and it would not be difficult to avoid it if he had prepared in advance!

"You thought I would win twice with the same trick!"

Feng Zheng snorted coldly, avoided the attack with his short body, then turned around, holding the [Black Blade Wooden Knife] in both hands, and the knife flashed, slashing down the knee of the canteen administrator, removing all the fat in front of the calf bone!

The calf bones bear the weight of the whole body!

"beat!"

Feng Zheng roared.

Shao Yaoming, who had been prepared, stepped forward and used all his strength to smash the hammer in his hand to slam the calf bone!

This hammer is the highest damage that survivors in this school can do so far!

Click ~

A slight sound came into the ears of the two.

“Get out of here!”

Feng Zheng shouted loudly, and the wooden knife in his hand followed closely behind and slashed along the cracks smashed by the hammer!

After a small obstacle, the [Black Blade Wood Knife] broke open the calf with flesh and fat and left the canteen administrator's body from the other side.

Two seconds later...

Boom ~

The canteen administrator's huge body fell to the ground.

Shao Yaoming stepped forward and held the other party's head.

Feng Zheng also wanted to go over and help, but the movement just now was too large, which involved the wound, his eyes turned black, and he sat on the ground helplessly, gasping for breath.

However, looking at the canteen administrator who was lying on the ground and struggling with difficulty, a smile appeared on his face.

It seems that it has been solved!

This guy's palm was scrapped, one leg was gone, and his head was suppressed by Shao Yaoming. The remaining one-handed and one-legged one could not support his body. Even if he struggled to stand up and one leg was missing, what could it do?

"What are you still standing there? You didn't dare to step forward just now, don't you dare to do it now!"

Shao Yaoming was a little angry when he looked at the "audiences" around him.

Hearing Shao Yaoming's shout, the "audiences" either lowered their heads and looked guilty, or walked forward silently. Under Shao Yaoming's verbal command, they used tables to block the canteen administrator's ability to move.

"Why are you standing there? Beat me!" Shao Yaoming shook his head, "This guy is growing in blood!"

Everyone nodded.

Although it is bloody, if you can't even bear this, you are not qualified to talk about survival in this environment.

Feng Zheng also stood up to help, poking the fat meat with a scalpel one after another. This large piece is experience value and cannot be wasted.

However, just as they were grinding the canteen administrator's blood, a dozen people suddenly walked into the canteen door.

"Oh, here is so lively, why don't you call me?"

A boy in the lead walked up to the scene in a very uncomfortable tone after listening to it, glanced at the scene and said with a smile: "I think you are tired too, why don't you let us do it?"

"Sand sculptures, get out!" Shao Yaoming was not polite to these guys.

Feng Zheng frowned.

It can be seen from the other party's bloodthirsty eyes that this guy is not a good guy!

…………
Chapter completed!
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