Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 168 The Sword Is a Murder Weapon
Things really went in a strange direction.

As the instigator, Ji Wushuang didn't have the slightest awareness of being a bet. She cheerfully asked Tian Xue for a pen and paper, and began to write.

Chuncha took out her notebook, Tian Xue took out her pen, and asked, "What do you want these for?"

"I'll tell you later!" Said Ji Wushuang and began to draft documents.

After a while, holding the written note, he ran between the two duelists, "Okay, I wrote the note for you, now it's up to you to sign it."

Yataro was very happy, signed his name, then rubbed some blood on his wound, and pressed his handprint.

After the handprint was pressed, Yataro looked at Ji Wushuang from the original sinister to greedy, and said: "Don't worry, Miss Ji, I will show mercy and will not kill your teacher." But this The second time, he spoke much softer, without the irritability just now.

Ji Wushuang pouted, "No need!" After speaking, he went to Xu San, "Teacher, it's your turn."

He originally wanted to play a duel and hack a devil to death openly, but in the end he was led astray by this unlucky boy.

Looking at Xu San's signature, Ji Wushuang said cheerfully: "Teacher, I'm so kind, I found you an eighteen-year-old, beautiful flower girl, so that you don't have to watch movies secretly by yourself, of course You can also ask her to draw the curtains for you."

Ignoring her, Xu San felt that if he talked to her again, something might happen.

Sign your name, and then it's time to press your fingerprints, but Xu San was not injured, what about the blood?
Sighed, I should have cleared the level without injury, but it turned out
Pulling out the saber at his waist, he rubbed his finger lightly on it, the finger was cut open, and then a drop of crystal blood rolled down the blade and fell to the ground.

HP-1.

Rubbing her fingers, she pressed on her own name.

"You're done!"

Ji Wushuang took the paper and ran to Tian Xue's side, and briefly explained the bet for him.

The others do not understand Japanese, so they are equivalent to watching a foreign movie without subtitles from beginning to end.

But after hearing Ji Wushuang's words, several people immediately opened their mouths and couldn't close them for a long time.

After a long time, Tian Xue said, "Wu Shuang, you just pushed you out just like that. If he loses, what will you do?"

"I lost." Ji Wushuang scratched his head, "I never thought about it!"

Tian Xue is angry, she is not familiar with Ji Wushuang, and she doesn't know his personality well, but she didn't expect that this girl has such a personality?
This is not taking oneself seriously at all, it is completely based on preferences.

"If he loses, you will be a devil." Chun Cha whispered from the side.

"It's okay, just treat it as being bitten by a mosquito, and I think my teacher will definitely win!" Ji Wushuang still said cheerfully, confident in Xu San.

Your teacher, your teacher, your teacher is really quick to recognize, I think this fake will soon become real.

But think about it, the teacher is also very good.

At least it's a teacher-student relationship, not like before, it's not clear, and I'm scared and worried.

But this time Xu San wins, there will be an extra Miazi
Thinking of this, Tian Xue felt disgusted in her heart. The disgusting thing was that just after chasing away a stealing cat, a mouse came in a blink of an eye.

But these worries are secondary, Tian Xue is most worried about Xu San's safety.

In the final analysis, it is for oneself to fight against devils,
To a certain extent, Tian Xue knew Xu San better than Ji Wushuang, because Li Si told him some things about Xu San.She could also judge from these things that Xu San was a man of some kind and affection, and if he was not sure, he would not easily agree to this duel.

Not far away, the two people who were preparing for a duel had already reached the appropriate position, stood opposite each other, and bowed to each other.

The chilling atmosphere also dissipated as the two got up.

Yagyu Yajiro came between the two again and asked loudly, "Are you both ready?"

"Okay!" Xu San said, then stepped forward and bowed, putting his hand on the handle of the knife.

The moment Xu San put his hand on the handle of the knife, everyone present felt their hairs explode instantly. Among them, Yagyu Yataro was the most, and he even felt a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

I underestimated him, Yataro thought.

Just from the killing intent exuded when holding the knife, Yataro knew that the person in front of him was not mediocre, but an opponent worthy of his all-out effort.

Putting his hands on his waist, he held the handles of the two knives at the same time.

"Clang-clang--"

The two knives around his waist were pulled out almost at the same time, and then he put on a two-knife posture, "Because you are my future wife and teacher, I will not kill you!" Yataro said arrogantly.

"You won't kill me?" Xu San asked with a sneer.

"I have confidence in my swordsmanship, if I say I won't kill you, I won't kill you!"

Xu San was expressionless at the moment, he looked at Yagyu Yataro like looking at a piece of wood, without any emotion.He let out a breath, and said coldly: "剣は murder weapon, sword technique どんなきれい事やお题目を口, にしてもそれが事実!"

"Excuse me します."

After hearing Xu San's words, Yagyu Yataro put away all contempt and distracting thoughts, and began to concentrate on preparing for the duel.

"Jiro, I'm ready too."

Yajiro nodded, took a few steps back, looked at Xu San's posture, and thought, "Is it the sword drawing technique?" Then he raised his right hand, "The real sword wins."

The street that was too far away became quiet, filled with a chilling smell.

When the wind picked up, everyone felt the skin tighten, the reflex nerves contracted, and the hair follicles closed.

"start!"

When the voice fell to the ground, Xu San disappeared, and disappeared under everyone's eyes.

Immediately, a vague shadow appeared in front of Yataro.

"Boring—"

Immediately afterwards, there was a huge sound of gold and iron mourning in everyone's ears, making people cover their ears involuntarily, and at the same time, there was a crack in the street lamp above their heads.

The lights flickered, flickering, and Yataro's body flew seven or eight meters straight like a slide.

Victory and defeat!

Yajiro didn't bother to marvel, and hurried over to check his brother's injuries.

"Brother! Brother!" Yajiro shouted loudly.

"Wow!" Yataro spat out a mouthful of blood, and then a line of blood appeared on his body, extending from his right waist to his left shoulder.

A lot of blood began to flow out along the blood line, Yataro looked down at his wound, and started to laugh wildly, "Haha~hahahaha~, wow~"

Another mouthful of blood was spat out, and then passed out.

"Call the doctor! Doctor!" Yajiro yelled.

As the devils in the water supply unit, they generally have some medical background.

After they heard Yajiro's shout, they immediately ran over to check the wound, but just as their hands touched the wound, the wound cracked a little.

A lot of blood continued to gush out.

Guizibing took out a MF and hit him immediately.

After a while, Yataro woke up, and his spirit was much better due to the effect of the medicine. He watched the two ghost soldiers give first aid, "It's useless, I know my own injury, and there is no way to save it."

With the current medical conditions, it is really hopeless. The two-inch deep wound extends from the right waist to the left shoulder.

This is only external injuries, and the internal injuries due to the impact are not counted among them.

Xu San slowly put the sword back into its sheath, and bowed to Yataro who was lying on the ground. This was the last etiquette to complete the kendo duel, and then he turned around and flirted with Ji Wushuang, asking her, a cheap student, to come over Help yourself.

Ji Wushuang blinked her eyes, and immediately understood, then immediately brought a few people to Xu San's side, stretched out her hand to support him, and then she felt her hands sink, and part of Xu San's weight shifted over.

As soon as Ji Wushuang's hand touched Xu San's arm, he felt pain like an electric shock spread all over his body.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from his forehead.

(End of this chapter)