Chapter 16 The butterfly’s wings are broken... (Good literature and art)
Chapter 16 The Butterfly's Wings Are Broken (So Literary)
In the gym, sword energy was everywhere. The sword teacher Li Zhenchao held a pitch-black scimitar, which reflected a strange light in the sun.
His opponent, however, held a very short wooden sword, which looked ordinary and seemed to be broken at any time.
The apprentices in the field were all concentrating on watching the battle. They knew that the boy who dared to look down on the sword teacher was going to suffer.
The sword teacher was as fast as a meteor. He killed in front of Shi Ling, and the terrifying scimitar in his hand had already chopped down fiercely, but the boy did not dodge or evade, but directly met it with the wooden sword.
"Looking for death!" Countless people sneered.
But the next second, they all widened their eyes and opened their mouths, and were so surprised that they could not speak.
Because the scimitar of the sword teacher they admired was actually broken!
"What! Who is that boy? He actually cut off the teacher's bloodthirsty scimitar with a wooden sword?"
Shi Ling: "."
What a bloodthirsty scimitar, isn't it just an eggplant?
In his eyes, the teacher just rushed over, cut off an eggplant, and then cut it off with the fruit knife in his hand. It was simple and direct, without any fancy, just back to basics. No, it was originally very ordinary.
The swordsmanship teacher's face was full of incredible expressions. He stood there, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Shi Ling took out a plastic bag, pulled out half of the eggplant in his hand, and then picked up the other half of the eggplant on the ground and put it into the plastic bag.
"My bloodthirsty scimitar!" The swordsmanship master immediately took three steps back and vomited blood in anger.
The disciples of the Divine Sword School around him also howled. It was fine to be defeated, but they didn't expect that even their weapons were taken away. There is nothing more shameful than this!
The middle-aged man of the Demon Sword Sect couldn't stand it anymore. He said, "I didn't expect this young man to be more evil than our Demon Sword Sect. Not only did he destroy people's weapons, but he also took them away. Is he going to take them back as trophies?" Shi Ling looked at them like he was looking at a fool. "This is too much!" Another swordsmanship master walked out of the dojo. He had a cucumber on each of his waists. He shouted, "You brat, you bully me, the Divine Sword School, because no one is here to help? I, Zhang Tong, will meet you!" The disciples around him were shocked: "It's Zhang Tong of the Double Sword School!" Zhang Tong walked out. In stark contrast to the swordsmanship master in white, he was wearing a black suit and a black windbreaker. He took out two cucumbers and got ready. "Zhang Tong of the Double Sword School is here to teach me!" In Zhang Tong's perspective, Shi Ling stood there like a demon god, holding only a short wooden sword in his hand, but the pressure was so strong that he dared not relax at all. His windbreaker fluttered without wind, and powerful sword energy surrounded him. The atmosphere in the dojo was frozen to the extreme.
Shi Ling looked at the two pieces of cucumber and said, "It's just right. We can make a plate of cold cucumber salad."
Shi Ling's words angered Zhang Tong. He came up with two swords in hand. One of the two swords was a flame blade and the other was a frost sword. Each of them carried a powerful supernatural power. He swung a sword at Shi Ling and shouted, "Freeze!"
Countless frost breaths rushed towards Shi Ling, but ineffective.
"What!?" Zhang Tong was shocked. His frost breath could easily freeze others and make them unable to move, but at this moment, this frost breath was in vain. How could this be possible? Who is this person?
Shi Ling felt nothing. He looked at Zhang Tong as if he was mentally retarded.
"Then look at my move!" Zhang Tong raised the Flame Blade again, and then chopped it down with a knife. Endless flames erupted and completely enveloped Shi Ling, but Shi Ling walked out of the flames safely and ran straight to Zhang Tong.
Zhang Tong was shocked: "Frost and fire are ineffective on you, are you a magician!?"
Shi Ling did not answer, but ran straight to him.
"Your swordsmanship is so advanced, and you can ignore frost and fire. You are a melee magician!" Zhang Tong gritted his teeth, then crossed his hands in a special posture, and just when Shi Ling rushed in front of him, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Starburst Abandon Healing Slash!"
The two swords immediately turned into colorful swords and shadows. The Frost Sword glowed with blue light, and the Flame Blade glowed with red light. The two lights shone against each other and intertwined, drawing a beautiful butterfly in the air, but.
The butterfly's wings were broken
In the eyes of everyone in the dojo, Shi Ling challenged Zhang Tong's double swords with a wooden sword. Zhang Tong wielded the double swords tightly, and could cut more than five swords in a second, with infinite power and terrifying momentum. However, Shi Ling just handed out his wooden sword, and then kept turning the wooden sword left and right, and shook out a slight sword energy, so that Zhang Tong's two long swords were shaken into pieces.
The onlookers of the dojo inhaled in shock.
"This man is a magician and martial artist!"
"He is not only proficient in magic, but also in swordsmanship!"
"Zhang Tong's magic double swords were easily shattered by his wooden sword. This is terrible. Who is he?"
Shi Ling: "."
Shi Ling looked at the fools with a very speechless expression. My fruit knife is so sharp. If you chop the cucumber with a rough surface, it will be chopped into pieces.
Shi Ling opened the plastic bag and put all the ingredients into it. Tonight's dinner is settled.
But everyone almost fainted after seeing Shi Ling's actions.
"Shrimp and pig heart!" said a foreigner who was not very accurate in cooking.
"Are you a devil? Do you still want to take the loser's weapons back to collect? What kind of vicious heart is this?"
"What kind of material is that bag made of? Why aren't you afraid of such sharp fragments?" What one apprentice noticed was significantly different from the others.
Others had no time to pay attention to this problem. They just felt dizzy and seemed to be about to faint. Wasn't the person who came to the gym this time too strong? Who provoked him?
"My magic swords!" Zhang Tong stepped back step by step, his face extremely pale, and he was about to vomit blood. Such a powerful weapon has been with him for more than half a month. This weapon makes him have few opponents. In order to protect the weapon, He followed his master's instructions and kept the weapon in the refrigerator when not in use, but unexpectedly, a wooden sword was shattered today.
Shi Ling was a little hesitant because the cucumber was too thick to be eaten, but he decided to take it away. Maybe it could be used to entertain guests, such as Altria.
Just when Shi Ling was about to leave with his harvest, a strong man suddenly walked out of the dojo. He was carrying a thick, long, white and slippery radish on his back. As soon as this man came out, all the apprentices in the dojo were shocked. Suddenly he exclaimed.
"It's senior brother!"
"Elder brother is always cautious, why did he come out?"
"Eldest brother never fights an uncertain battle. He must have figured out a way to win this time!"
However, the senior brother got off the field, quickly passed by Shi Ling, and went straight to the entrance of the dojo.
"Junior brothers, my master ordered me to go to the market to make purchases. This matter is more important, so I leave first, and the dojo will be left to you. You must wait until I come back!"
Everyone:? ? ?