Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

If you want to talk about actual combat training, just talk about actual combat training. Will you die if you sit down and have a good talk?

First, use the knife!

Using this method to launch a sneak attack again!

He is not some man-eating devil!

Although he did restrain himself from using the back of the knife, the white-haired dead hedgehog in front of him named Fushigawa Shiya must have some serious mental illness.

Really!

Really!

"You really deserve a beating!"

At this moment, Ming Toufei's eyes suddenly shone with golden light. He stared fiercely at the white-haired hedgehog who turned over, took the knife, and then rushed forward again. He flipped his wrist and turned the back of the knife to the front.

Also the assessment method?

Don't you just want to fight?

Don't you just want to fight each other?

Just come!

Who is afraid of whom!

Shi Mingming gritted his teeth and for a moment he completely forgot about assessments, studies, trials, etc.!

Now, he just wanted to beat down the dead white-haired hedgehog in front of him!

boom--!

The angry stomping of the ground exploded in the howling wind in the canyon.

In the wind and sand, the blades of the knives collided with each other!

Sonorous——!

Shattered sparks flickered in the two people's eyes as they looked at each other.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in his crazy eyes, and then he was completely immersed in the battle. It was Busei Miyabi.

A pair of black eyes were calm, that was the clarity of a person who had successfully comprehended the power of breathing water. Even if there was anger in his heart, the body that contained his soul remained calm and would not be affected by the battle in the slightest.

But the golden light flickering at the bottom of the black pool proved that something hidden deep in Ming Fei's heart had been dug out.

Sa!

The blades crossed and collided again!

The back of the powerful knife created sparks again and again!

The heavy footsteps on the ground stir up the dance of wind and sand!

In the valley where the wind was howling, the battle intensified and the clanging sound began to resound through the sky!

Sweat was pouring down, and the fight gradually evolved from simple moves to a higher level.

Both Shi Ming Tou Fei and Fushigi Miya were really angry!

do not know when,

The back of the knife was discarded and completely replaced with a silver-white blade that was strong enough to cut flesh and blood, and every cut was meant to draw blood.

I don't know when,

The air containing flow circulates in the chest, and the power of breathing method blooms in the clenched hands.

The colors of flowing water, flames, strong winds, and heavy rocks flickered in the dust, flickering desperately!

I don't know when,

At that time, Ming Toufei and Busei Kagawa's swords flew out at the same time.

Shi Mingming looked at the blood on the shoulder of Uzui Kawami more and more profusely, threw away the other knife at his waist, and rushed forward without opening the transparent world.

When there are no blades in battle, fists are like guns and feet are like sticks.

The stirred up cold wind whistled and hit the flesh!

That was the most brutal attack, advancing step by step towards the biological instinct!

boom!

boom!

boom!

beat!

Keep hitting!

Keep hitting!

Until the opponent is beaten down!

call--!

call--!

I don’t know how much time had passed, I only know that both of them had bruised faces and noses, were staggering, and were gasping for breath.

"Hey! Shiya! Damn it! Didn't you promise me to treat Shi Mingfei well?"

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Chapter 67: Protecting Food? Fighting!

The black-haired figure that appeared at the mouth of the canyon had a scar on his left cheek.

That was Zhaijo Kuangjin, who was sent out by Fushigawa Shima to buy Hagi cakes. He was carrying a bamboo basket that gave off a fragrant smell.

He suddenly spoke up, interrupting the two people who were fighting with each other.

"Asshole! Is that how you treat him?"

"Hehe," Fuzukawa Minoru had no intention of paying attention to his good friend who had introduced him to the Demon Slayer Corps not far away, but he also knew that there would be no fight next.

He stared at Shi Mingming, panting and asking unhappily:

"Why did you throw away the other knife just now?"

"And the ability to see through the enemy's actions mentioned by the previous Water Pillar, why don't you use it?"

"The same goes for the breathing method. How much strength are you holding back? At least 40%!"

Shi Mingming curled his lips in dissatisfaction and stared at the bloody shoulder of Fushigawa Shiya.

"You dead white hedgehog, you should take care of your own injuries."

Open a transparent world?

What a joke!

The person in front of him deserves a beating, but instead of opening up the transparent world to bully a wounded person, he would rather beat him down under fair circumstances!

Similarly, throwing knives is just for the sake of fairness!

"Haha," Fuzukawa Shiya couldn't help but grin. While sitting on the ground, he glanced at the wounds on his body that were mixed with sweat and blood. His expression didn't change at all, but his tone became unhappy.

"Really? I was underestimated."

He stared at Shi Mingfei, whose eyes remained calm even after the fight.

Even after getting to this point, you're still thinking about all that nonsense?

"As expected, Shi Ming Ming Fei, I am really annoyed with a great genius like you!"

"Hehe," Ming Fei didn't tolerate the white hedgehog in front of him at all. He leaned against the boulder and murmured in a deep voice:

"What a coincidence. I don't think there is anything similar between me and a dead white hedgehog like you."

This dead white hedgehog suspected of having mania,

This guy who wears a mask in his heart,

Amid the noisy, complaining and worried words of Masahiro Tsuchiya, Tokito Momofuku and Busei Kagawa Miyabi looked at each other, with the same thought flashing through their minds.

Sooner or later I will beat him down!!

Ka——!

In a place where the wind was howling, the dead child was alone and was surrounded by a group of crows in front of him.

Fighting alone against many enemies, he was in a state of decline.

The dead child's wings were disheveled and faintly bloody.

But its sharp beak was also stained with other people's blood.

The bastard pecked blood from his forehead, which slowly flowed into the beast's eyes that were gleaming with pale golden light.

"Tomorrow, continue!"

The dead kid said this, flapped his wings, threw the crows that were eyeing him hungrily away, and left in a leisurely manner.

[All in all, this is the most unpleasant meeting you have ever had in all your years.

And you don't have much affection for Fushigi Miyabi, who went crazy right away.

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[Later, you two, with bruised faces and noses, sat cross-legged on both sides of a wooden house not far away, staring at each other.

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[Outside the house, the darkness of the night swallowed up the light. The stars and the moon were invisible in the wind-swept canyon. In the howling wind, even inside the house, there was a stinging sensation as if being scratched by gravel.

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[You learned from the gentle man with a scar on his left cheek, Tiao Kuangjin, that their master was recuperating due to illness, and now there are only two of them here.

The task of teaching the Breathing of Wind naturally fell on them.

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[“By the way, in terms of the time of joining, I am considered the senior brother,” smiled and pointed at the white-haired hedgehog stuffing himself with hagi cakes.

"The one next to him who is killing ghosts and has a mental disorder is my junior brother."

"One more thing to mention, that guy was ordered to recuperate here because he was seriously injured while killing ghosts."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that he doesn't look like a good person. Well, Shimi's behavior doesn't seem like a good person either,"

The face of the young man froze, and he tried to make up for it himself:

"But Nizuikawa is actually a good person, probably."】

[You feel extremely unhappy that your right to stay or leave is controlled by this white-haired hedgehog in front of you, but there is nothing you can do about it.

Feeling hungry, you reach out to the bamboo basket in the middle, intending to get some Hagi cakes.

In a flash of black shadow, Fushigi Miya was holding a bamboo basket with a bruised face and nose, puffing out his lips, glaring at you fiercely, without saying a word.

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[A white-haired hedgehog guarding its food?]

This thought subconsciously flashes through your mind.

"I forgot to mention that Shimizu likes to eat Hagi mochi," added Mitsuyoshi Kuangjin, holding his forehead helplessly, with some resentment.

"You like it so much that you guard your food so well that you won't even give it to me!"]

[What are you dreaming of doing by trying to steal my Hagi cake?]

This white hedgehog is not even given food to eat. It turns out that he is not a good person.

The gazes you two gave each other became more and more anxious, and the disdain in your eyes was very similar.

I really want to beat this guy down! 】