Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 867 The situation is not good
There was a muffled bang, and the terrifying force smashed hard on her arm like a heavy weight, Ying Yi frowned, and became stronger! ! !

"It's not that I've become stronger." As if knowing what Sakura was thinking, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "It's that you have become weaker!"

08 narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, then suddenly withdrew and left, standing aside and looking at the two with inexplicable expressions in his eyes.

Yan suddenly transformed from a bystander into a killing machine, and the suddenly approaching leg made a terrifying whistling sound with ease, carrying shocking power.

Very easily broke through Sakura's arm that was barely blocking the front, and at a speed that the naked eye could not see clearly, swept to Sakura's last arm in front of the door.

In the afterimage, except for 08, Yingyi and Yan, no one could notice that terrifying leg. After easily breaking through Yingyi's first arm, the speed still decreased a little, but the power was still extremely terrifying .

Fingers touched the wind in the air, touched the texture of the fabric of the trouser legs, bowed her head, her knuckles turned white, and she grabbed it with a flick of her wrist, intending to grab onto his ankle, pinch into the numbness with her fingers, and make him lose his strength .

However, this is just an extravagant hope after all. The terrifying leg is too strong, and when it is seen for a moment, Yingyi's fingertips feel numb, and then it spreads out, unable to hold it anymore, and can only wait sadly. The result of being swept by this thick leg.

However, it turned around, suddenly changed two directions, and hit Yingyi hard on the right shoulder with a bang.With a few slaps, Sakura stepped back a few times, staggered her legs, and retreated to the side of the tree, looking at the two of them vigilantly.

Yan's face suddenly sank, and he stopped moving. 08's face was also gloomy, not just them, everyone, even Lang's eyes were full of astonishment.

The summer morning is filled with the smell of fermented blood, and the afterglow of the golden sunset squeezes away the drifting clouds and falls in the quiet woods. The sky at the end of August is strangely dazzling blue.

Everyone was silent, looking at the girl who stood alone on the opposite side, a ray of pity and pity flashed across their hearts.In the end, it was Lang who spoke, and he said, "... 12 o'clock... 33." His tone was a little sad, and...sorrowful.

After all, it still fell to this point.

Sakura froze there for a moment, forgetting the tingling pain from her right shoulder, and didn't see the broken flower blooming on Zhengxuan's shoulder. Once the initial flower bud bloomed, it grew bigger and bigger. Prosperous, the color red is coquettish, dark and deep.

The dark red liquid slid down the fingertips, and landed on the tip of the grass with a thud. The bent grass nodded, and the blood beads rolled down into the soil and disappeared. Then, the second drop, the third drop... …

The smell of blood was very light, and it permeated the air, invisible and intangible, but it couldn't escape the noses of 08 and the others.

With a gloomy face, he stood one meter away from Sakura, and said in a deep voice, "Now, follow me."

"I said, I..."

Snapped--

The sound of crisp slaps resounded through the woods, overshadowing the sound of the fluttering wings of the birds.

beep—

"Game Li Haida, 5-1, match point! Qingxue serves." The referee's decision sounded.Seeing Sang Yu who was obviously stubborn in individual battles on the court, all the audience became angry.

"Hey, Qingxue, do you know what doubles is? If you don't know, get lost, and your own player grabs your own player's ball, what are you doing?!!!"

"Why, is Qingxue going to 'suicide'? Really, how can he have such thoughts at this time?"

"It's 5-1. I guess there is no chance to win it back."

"It's still a heavy-seeded team in the Middle East. No matter how you look at it, you think it's a waste of name. Hey—Qingxue, if it doesn't work, just replace it. Don't embarrass yourself here."

"..."

"It's not good, the audience is starting to get angry."

Xiang Ri turned his head and glanced around, and saw that many spectators were waving their empty mineral water bottles, as if they would throw them down anytime and anywhere. This kind of thing often happens in the World Cup and Olympic Games.

Japan is no exception. After all, there are not only Japanese people watching here, but also many foreigners.

(End of this chapter)