Lin Youxu was conceited and condensed with his sword intention. As long as he was not taken by the "villain" Ma Qiangang, he would never be afraid of the other party's "forbidden technique" of three-legged plum.

The genius young man in swordsmanship drew out the wooden knife and shouted wildly. The human sword was united, and the sword intention and true energy were poured into the wooden knife.

He shouted word by word: "The despicable and shameless forbidden art practice will allow me to use the thousand-year luck of Zhuxia University to give you a dignified defeat."

Ma Qiangang couldn't help but complain: "This guy..."

"Are you crazy?"

Ma Qiangang believes that if he has reached the level of Wu Hao or above, he can really use the power of heaven and earth, and above the Martial Saint to condense some strange beliefs. It is not surprising.

but……

Let him believe that Lin Youxu, a warrior of a level 10, could use the thousand-year fortune of Zhuxia University. Such a mysterious thing was that Ma Qiangang was crazy.

Of course, Lin Youxu could not rely on the thousand-year luck of Zhuxia University.

He himself knew that this was to use powerful language to confuse himself, hypnotize himself, and make himself believe...

"I am the strongest in the world!"

"I am the only hero in the world."

"I will never defeat."

"I'm invincible."

Anyway, whether Ma Qiangang believes it or not, Lin Youxu believes it. He deeply believes that his sword is accompanied by the beliefs of students from Zhuxia University over the years.

Of course, it is not necessarily a resentment.

Anyway, it's all scary.

The moment Ma Qiangang pulled out the wooden knife in Lin Youxu, he pulled back. Martial will is also a science category, and it has distance restrictions.

After Ma Qiangang opened up enough distance, he was really not afraid of Lin Youxu being able to make any fierce moves.

Anyway, no matter what kind of tricks, it would be impossible to hit him.

Lin Youxu's sword accumulated to the peak of his life. He even felt that his sword was so powerful that even the three geniuses in the martial arts exchange class of international quasi-college students could cut them down.

But he found that Ma Qiangang was out of his own trick range.

Lin Youxu shouted loudly and chased after him, but when he took a step, Ma Qiangang took a step back, and both sides were always at the same distance. The two ran around the competition ground three times, and Lin Youxu could not send this knife.

Although Lin Youxu is talented and can be regarded as one of the most popular among his peers, he is always just a twelve-level warrior.

He had no choice but to use this sword technique to always be at its peak.

If Lin Youxu could do this, he could fight against the three geniuses instead of becoming the top 18.

Lin Youxu's momentum fell, and Ma Qiangang deliberately slowed down half a step, shortening the distance between the two a little.

Lin Youxu was overjoyed and forced the valley to urge momentum again.

In his own sense, the power of this sword can continue to increase, but whether in Ma Qiangang's eyes or in the eyes of the bystanders, his move is constantly falling.

Even in the fourth circle, because of Ma Qiangang's constant teasing, Lin Youxu kept trying hard to rush, and his potential was too severely squeezed, and even the knife holder was dispersed.

Lin Youxu always felt that if he worked harder, he could kill Ma Qiangang in one stroke, but he was always a little short of it. It was not the best time to use this wonderful knife.

But Ma Qiangang was already secretly estimating when he would fight back and get the cherry tomato.

"His aura began to dissipate."

Ma Qiangang stopped suddenly as the two of them ran for the fifth lap and kicked them out.

Ma Qiangang's skills in fisting and kicking are not good, but his skills in showing off his handsomeness are first-class.

The posture and angle of this kick are impeccable.

Lin Youxu swung the knife desperately, but even he himself felt that something was wrong with the knife.

Ma Qiangang's foot technique turned and pointed it on Lin Youxu's wrist. If he was a swordsman from Handong Province, when his wrist was in full swing, he could cut off the little horse's feet with one turn.

But at this moment, Lin You and Xu Ming knew how to deal with this move, but his wrist was just out of control and watched Ma Qiangang kick his wooden knife away with one foot.

The little horse jumped, and Lin Youxu also jumped.

At this moment, Ma Qiangang's light skills and handsome skills are far superior to Lin Youxu.

Ma Qiangang jumped 156 meters taller than Lin Youxu. He reached out and grabbed the wooden knife, and turned around in the air. His body posture was graceful and elegant.

He showed off his hand on Lin Youxu's head.

In other words, the little horse felt that Lin Youxu slashed the knife, and after the momentum was exhausted, he recovered, otherwise he would definitely stretch his foot to his head and tapped a little.

Holding Lin Youxu's wooden knife, she floated to the ground. The little horse said with a smile: "I've won this battle, right?"

Lin Youxu also rushed forward, but the weapon was taken away. In any duel, it could be considered a big loss. How could he have the nerve to continue asking for battle?

Lin Youxu looked at him viciously. After a while, Ma Qiangang said, "You won."

Xiao Maer threw back the wooden knife. He was a reporter in his previous life and had a keen observation ability. The wooden knife shook hands rosy, and it was obviously often held in the hand.

Things that a warrior often lingers with should never be taken for himself, unless he intends to stay with the other party forever.

Lin Youxu took the wooden knife, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

He lost such a big face and was preparing to go back and practice hard. The international martial arts exchange class for college students started for one month, and there were opportunities to find the venue.

Ma Qiangang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and shouted secretly: "No one will challenge you again, right?"

"Let me get confused!"

"I don't want to continue fighting."

"I am a peace-loving horse..."

As soon as he thought of this, he had a gentle voice and said with a smile: "I also applied to Zhuxia University this year. The reputation of my alma mater is of great importance, so I have to come and challenge it."

Ma Qiangang said without raising his head: "My true energy is exhausted and I can't recover for an hour. I'm ready to give up."

Ma Qiangang really doesn't want to continue fighting.

He didn't have the idea of ​​picking up a university, and Xiao Ma'er never thought of using the strange trick given by Aizen Sect.

Giving up can solve the problem, so why do you need to continue fighting?

What's more, Ma Qiangang really consumed a lot of true energy in the battle just now. Although he could recover in an hour, he would definitely not be able to recover from his peak state.

Lin You and Xu are all integrated with the will and swordsmanship, which is more powerful than Xu Qianhao.

Facing such a swordsman, Ma Qiangang's martial arts level was not inferior to him at all. In this battle, Xiao Maer also took out his full skills without any slacking off.
Chapter completed!