I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 192 The Swordsman's Scarf (4000 words)
"ended?"

"What was the result?"

"Who will win?"

The onlookers, regardless of whether they belonged to the Bajian Society or the Alliance, all had the same simple questions.

Their eyes didn't blink, and they didn't care to breathe, for fear of disturbing the two people in the center of the field.

The bloody silver stick was pulled out from Jianba's body, and Jianba choked out a mouthful of blood from his throat.

His footsteps were vain, and he took a few steps backwards. He hit the ground with one buttocks, and a large area of ​​his chest was dyed red.

The Black Scale Sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but only more blood froth gushed out.

The wind element lingering around him gradually dissipated, Fang Qingran let out a long breath, took out the virtual magic milk from the blood space and poured it into his mouth.

His eyes fell on Jianba who was sitting on the opposite side with his head drooping. He seemed to hear many people shouting his name.

It was a bit difficult to win, but the winner, after all, was him.

He bet everything on the blow just now, activated the set effect of the sword hilt [Sword Out of Self], and put all his eggs in one basket. If the sword master can withstand it and still have the strength to stand up, then everything will be rewritten. Unfortunately, Reality is reality, reality does not exist if this possibility.

The tense nerves were relaxed, exhaustion and drowsiness emerged at the same time, when Fang Qingran was struggling to keep himself from falling to the ground, he supported him with one hand.

"Fang Xuedi, you have done a good job, and then just leave it to us."

Mo Yong, who was bitten by snakes and not much less injured than him, smiled at him.

On the side of the Bajian Club, the most powerful president has been lost, and the will to fight has been reduced by half. Even their high-end combat power can't exert their full strength, but they can barely support the cleaning of the battlefield to finish, and it will be fine.

He drew out his two swords, and the members of the Bajian Club all looked ashamed when they saw this scene.

The feng shui took turns, and they never thought that their family would fall from the absolute advantage into the bottomless abyss in such a short period of time.

For the boss of Jianba, the presidents of the alliance are indeed one after another, and there is not much threat, but they are also one after another for the president of the alliance!

Negativity and despair permeated the hearts of the members of the Bajian Club. Just as some of them had the idea of ​​surrender, and were about to wave a small white flag and pay a French military salute, a figure stabbed diagonally at Mo Yong.

"?!"

Mo Yong's complexion changed wildly. He wanted to respond with all his strength. However, compared with the opponent, his movements were too slow, too slow.

"Another Candle Limit!"

Sensing the spiritual fire erupting from the opponent, he roared in disbelief in his heart.

The incoming man raised the tip of his sword, and the two swords in his hand came out, kicked out, lying on the ground, clutching his heart, unable to get up again for a while.

"It's hard for you to lock me up, Brother Mo."

Lifting the hood of his disguised identity, Liao Tong sneered, pointed his sword at Mo Yong, and pushed his glasses with his index finger.

"It's Vice President Liao, Vice President Liao is back!"

Excited and high-spirited cheers broke out from the side of the Bajian Club again, and the melon-eating crowd in the teaching building in the distance were completely dumbfounded.

"Shuangjiu is about to have a plot reversal again?!"

Someone was shocked.

"Can the alliance side kill another strongman this time?"

Someone is looking forward to it.

"The limit of the candle... how can there be so many famous figures... this is the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

Someone sighed.

"Liao Tong? Impossible, according to your strength, it is absolutely impossible to break free from my arrangement in the garrison!"

Mo Yong stared at Liao Tong with disbelief written in his eyes.

"That's right, but..."

Before Liao Tong finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice not far away.

"What you did was indeed inspired by others. If I guessed correctly, it should be..."

With the support of several other alliance presidents, Xiang Heng finally stood up, his eyes fell to the outside of the field, where two men and a woman stood quietly.

No one knew when they appeared. Only when they looked at Xiang Heng did they realize that there were three more people there.

The leader was covered in bandages all over his body, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes like the pupils of animals.

"It's the three travellers of Tianxing Society!"

A student who recognized the identities of the three opened his eyes wide, covered his mouth, and squeezed out a voice from his throat.

"Tian Xing Society?"

Fang Qingran, who kept pouring Xumo's milk into his mouth, squinted a few times from the side of the bottle, his eyes unconsciously revealed a bit of seriousness.

He had never heard of the three major walkers, and he didn't know what level it was, but he had heard of the Tianxing Society.

At the beginning, under the sincere invitation of the ninth member of Tianshu Ten Heroes, he even had the opportunity to join this society.

The scene of going to the [-]th district to trade red crystal fruit and being almost brainwashed by the ninth member of Tianshu Ten Yingzhong is still vivid in my mind, and this so-called Tianxingshe was organized by the ninth member.

Currently, it ranks fourth in the unofficial club rankings, second only to the top clubs of the three major clubs.

Well, it belongs to the level of Fang Qingran's little book of vengeance, and it is worth stepping on it if there is a chance, to make things worse.

"Don't look at me like that, the Lun family will be ashamed..."

The only female among the three walkers smiled slightly, and added in an extremely gentle tone:
"If the Lun family is shy, they may accidentally poke your eyes blind."

Swish!
One by one, the eyes aimed at various strange parts returned to normal.

The audience's attention was refocused on the Bajian Club and the Alliance.

"It turned out that they rescued you. That's right. My layout is all fancy. In front of the Flame Torch Realm, it's no different from paper."

Mo Yong looked back and forth a few times between the Three Walkers and Liao Tong, and his mood plummeted, almost sinking to the bottom of the valley.

On the side of the Bajian Society, there is an extra intact and at the peak of the candle limit, but on their side, they have already gambled everything, and they can no longer come up with new cards to deal with it.

If Senior Xiang Heng was in his heyday, he would naturally not be afraid of the limit of a newcomer, but...

He wanted to prop up his body, but he was already injured and repaired to Liao Tong, so he was really powerless to get back up.

At this moment, not only Mo Yong, but the vast majority of people in the alliance had exactly the same thoughts as him.

Desire to meet the enemy, alas, powerless.

"Your expressions seem to be a little uncomfortable.

Was it affected by my sudden appearance? "

Liao Tong's voice came to everyone's ears again, and his gaze swept across the teeth-gritting faces one by one. His mood was extremely joyful, and he wished to sing a song and share the joy from his heart.

Feeling the admiration from many members of the Bajian Club, he only felt that even the sun was not as dazzling as himself at this moment.

He stepped on the shoulders of the sun!

Instead of looking at the slumped Mo Yong, his attention turned to Fang Qingran who was serious about drinking milk and not talking.

"Yesterday, you beat me badly!"

He took leisurely small steps and slowly walked towards Fang Qingran.

But if anyone carefully observes his micro-expressions, he will find that his state of mind is actually far less relaxed than it appears.

Even in the face of Fang Qingran who seemed to have lost 90.00% of his combat power, he still did not dare to relax at all, and his mind was highly concentrated.

This is the aftereffect of stress and it takes time to heal the scars.

Liao Tong felt that today, he had the opportunity to speed up this time.

"It's a bit tricky now."

Looking at the approaching person step by step, Fang Qingran squinted his eyes and continued to mumble.

In a short period of time, even if he drank the Void Demon's milk, his state was not enough to cope with the limit of a candle.

Jianhao's weak time after the end of the boost state, coupled with [Sword Out of Self], has completely emptied his body, and now he really can't squeeze out a drop.

Senior Xiang Heng and the others reckoned that their condition was not much better than him, and there was a high probability that they would not be able to bring down the limit of candles on the shoulders, but they would have to kick them one by one and take them down easily.

Liao Tong took the lead at this time, it is true that he hit the snake on Qicun, and he just found a very perfect time.

If he showed up later, the club meeting would be over, and if he showed up a little earlier, he would be able to deal with it with a single blow.

"Brother Fang, do you take the initiative to lie down, or do you want me to help you, senior?"

Liao Tong was cheerful.

That embarrassing expression, anyone who sees it will keep wanting to punch him.

Seeing that Fang Qingran had no words, the smile on his face gradually subsided:
"It seems that it's a toast and not a fine drink."

While chatting and laughing, he suddenly accelerated and stabbed out with a sword.

The moment he was about to stab Fang Qingran, the joy of revenge was written all over his face.

Fang Qingran did not hide.

He also has no power to hide, all he can do is to bet on whether his body can take another sword, and then look for opportunities to fight back.

What he didn't expect was that after waiting for a long time, the sword edge could not stab him.

The point of the sword was only an inch away from his chest, however, this inch seemed to separate thousands of rivers and mountains, no matter how hard Liao Tong exerted himself, it would still be difficult for him to gain an inch.

"what happened?!"

Liao Tong's mood was no longer calm, he saw a finger raised up, casually resting on the tip of his sword.

"Oh, I didn't expect to encounter such a thrilling scene as soon as I arrived."

The person who opened the mouth stretched out his long-sleeved index finger and tapped it lightly. Liao Tong watched helplessly as the long sword in his hand began to disintegrate from the tip of the sword.

"Young people don't always fight and kill. Why are you so angry? If you have something to do, just sit down and have a cup of tea. Wouldn't it be good to have a chat?"

The visitor still had a calm tone, as if no matter what happened in the world, it would not affect him.

"Senior Chu?" Fang Qingran looked at the squint-eyed young man who suddenly appeared on the stage, and his tone couldn't help being surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I found out that there is a foreign aid job here that can earn some extra money, so I ran here."

Chu An turned his head, looked at Fang Qingran, and smiled: "Don't look at my senior, I don't have any patches on my clothes, but I'm actually quite poor recently."

Pretending not to see the boy's suspicious eyes, he turned his head to the other side: "President Xiang, the appearance fee of the foreign aid will definitely not be in arrears!"

Xiang Heng, who was suddenly called out, was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hastily.

It is easy to defuse the attack of the Candle limit. The one who arrives must at least be a powerful transcendent who has successfully tapped his soul. He is worrying about how to deal with it next, how can he refuse a new foreign aid to join.

"you……!"

The limelight was stolen, and Liao Tong, who was ignored by the other party, was startled and angry.

In his anger, he didn't notice the three-person group of walkers who turned around and left without saying a word when the young man appeared on the opposite side.

"Run so fast? I thought I could play with my old classmates who have been away from school all the year round, because I am so close to the classmates..."

Watching the backs of the three of them going away, Chu An muttered a few words in his mouth, and he didn't regain his senses until he realized that the spiritual fire breath of the young man's light candle in front of him had fully exploded.

"Light Candle Limit, this junior, your strength is outstanding!"

As he spoke, he smiled and pointed out a finger.

Fang Qingran saw the obvious horror and shock on Liao Tong's face...but his expression didn't change much, so he put his finger between his eyebrows.

bang~
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground echoed, Liao Tong closed his eyes and slept peacefully on the ground.

"Leave the rest to you, no problem?"

Chu An still looked like a good gentleman, Xiang Heng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and nodded with difficulty.

"Then I'll take Brother Fang back to rest first."

He helped Fang Qingran up, and walked out of the fierce battle area step by step.

When he came to the intersection, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and turned around to emphasize:
"The appearance fee of foreign aid for me and Fang Xuedi, don't forget it!"

……

Fang Qingran was helped all the way back to Huangzishe by Chu An. He lay on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

With the pillow on, the sleepiness and exhaustion accumulated before seemed to be concentrated together, bursting out in one go.

He didn't have time to recall today's infinitely reversed battle situation, as well as the words that came to mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I looked at the time, and it was seven o'clock in the morning of the new day.

When he woke up, he fell asleep for almost a whole day in one breath.

Scratching his slightly disheveled hair, smelling the fragrance from downstairs, he unconsciously touched his shriveled belly.

Goo-goo-goo-

The lingering sound lingers on for three days.

Turning over and getting out of bed, stepping on his slippers and dragging his feet, he followed the hunting instinct engraved in his memory, and sat all the way to the dining table.

"Woke up so early today?" The virtuous Heichang in an apron turned his head straight, pursed his lips and smiled, as if smelling like flowers, "Good morning."

Fang Qingran replied politely, dipped the deep-fried dough sticks in salty tofu and put them in his mouth, he was all right, recalling the words that appeared in his mind after defeating Jianba yesterday.

Following his thoughts, the straw hat on his head gradually transformed into a square scarf.

【Crown of God (Swordsman's Square Scarf Form)】

[Quality: Blue]

[Basic bonus: When reading kendo-related books, concentration increases by +300%]

【Special effect】

[Swordsman scarf (level 1): When wearing a swordsman scarf, after reading a kendo cheat book, the kendo realm will gain a certain amount of experience according to the degree of comprehension and mastery, and when the experience is full, the kendo realm will break through to the next level level.

The current realm of kendo is ascension (1566/2000)]

[Remarks: The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but I love learning, but you are not studying. 】

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