Ultimate Teacher Chapter 86: Red eyes!

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"Who can't afford to lose?" Fujino Shiro screamed like a rabbit whose foot was stepped on.

"If this is not the case, why did Mr. Fujino have been picking out such minor problems? I have no way to doubt that this behavior is that Mr. Fujino is looking for reasons for his failure." Fang Yan said with a sneer.

After seeing the two live treasures fighting again, Lu Zhaoge glanced back, and his eyes returned to the fierce battle in the middle of the venue.

Matsushima shook his head, and was helpless to these two people.

"I'm afraid you cheat." Fujino Saburo said bluntly. This is your territory. Who knows what arrangements you will make for victory?

"This is a typical example of a gentleman's heart to the belly of a gentleman." Fang Yan said mockingly. "You go to class 9 to listen, did anyone invite you?"

Thano Fujino thought about it, and the person who proposed to go to class 9 at that time was the vice principal of Matsushima. Matsushima saw that Fang Yan was so young that he could become a language teacher of Suzaku. When he was curious, he proposed to go to the classroom to listen.

That is to say, they are a random inspection, no one arranges.

"No." Fujino Saburo said.

"Who is the person who proposed the three competitions of tea ceremony calligraphy and fencing?"

"It's me."

"In this case, I should question your school's deliberate arrangement? Is it your turn to question us?" Fang Yan said with a smile. He pointed to Chiba Kaoru Ueno and Chiba Haowu who were wielding swords on the field and said: "Dare you swear to all the gods of the two countries that they are not the candidates you arranged in advance? Or, because you have already Knowing that there are such masters in his team, so I deliberately proposed these three competitions? "

"There are many talents in our school, not only these three kinds of projects -----" Fujino Sanlang said sternly. He is unwilling to admit that he is mentally calculating and unintentionally, and the result is very sad now.

"Really? Then let's add three more items to the game?" Fang Yan said with a smile.

"-------" Fujino Saburo dare not agree. The three games he arranged in advance were all won by Suzaku. Now if Suzaku proposes the competition, will they still have a chance to win?

Even if others insult themselves, do you insult yourself if you use it?

"Why? Not willing?"

"Time is too late to arrange." Fujino Shiro finally found an excuse to go out. "We are going back tomorrow. Students' homework can't be delayed."

"Look, you're exhausted because of the cheap, and Mr. Fujino still doubts us all. If you really think that the three students I chose are in trouble, their student files and materials are in the school archives room You can check it at any time, there is no way to make a fake. However, I would like to ask, are all the twenty students in the Wuren delegation all in the same class? "

"Naturally is not." Sano Fujino said. "We choose and choose. It is the same every year. This is Wu Ren's rule."

"That is to say. You select excellent students from the whole school or even the whole country -----"

"We just choose expatriate students from within Wuren Middle School." Fujino Miro said corrected. Who came to participate in the contest from the national sea election students? Will it work?

"Who knows what happened to you in Toyo? I can't check their student IDs and archives -----" Fang Yan waved.

"--------" Sano Fujino felt he was getting a knife in his chest. Bloody feeling.

"You take the outstanding students from the whole country to compete with the students in one of our classes, do you think you are doing it bad or not?" Fang Yanyi said indignantly. "Although knowing that this is unfair to us, we still did not refuse-why? Because we treat you as our guests and our close comrades. But Mr. Fujino-how do you treat us? This Is it the attitude of Toyo people towards their friends? "

"I'm sorry -----" Sano Fujino was deeply moved and these three words blurted out.

After talking, Fujino Saburo reacted. Why should he apologize to him? This guy's stomach is full of bad water. Who knows what he said is true and which one is fake?

"Mr. Fujino can recognize his mistakes and the problems of small-bellied chicken intestines, and can sincerely apologize to me -----" Fang Yan held Fujino Sanrou's hand and said sincerely: "I will consider accept Of. "

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When the two were fighting, the battle between Chiba Haowu and Tangcheng in the middle of the club had reached a fierce stage.

Luo Yi followed behind Chiba Haowu and Tangcheng, yelling and yelling, and from time to time shouting a good sword, a good sword is too cheap, as if he was fighting. .

The baby-faced Chiba Haowu entered a state of madness at this time, his hair disheveled, his eyes sharp, and the black Taoist on his body fluttered against the wind. Every advance or retreat can bring a strong wind.

He inherited the essence of Beichen's sword, and the sword is simple but the angle is strange. Each sword stabs the fatal point that the opponent must save. Coupled with the ghost speed that he was driving at full speed, it was unpredictable.

Tangcheng's profound basic skills also come in handy at this time, so as to be constant and changeable. He is tall and moves slowly. Where to stand is like a target, letting Chiba Haowu attack from top to bottom, left, right, and so busy.

Tangcheng changed its combat strategy. Originally, he wanted to fight with Chiba Haowu quickly, and end the battle in the shortest time. This will look more handsome.

However, when he found that there was no way to defeat Chiba Haowu in a short period of time, Chiba Haowu was better than himself, he knew that the situation was wrong.

Rhythm!

Everyone has their own unique rhythm, which is also their best rhythm.

Chiba is very happy and happy, but Tangcheng ’s basic skills are solid, and swordsmanship is more suitable for static braking.

He can't follow the rhythm of Chiba Haowu. He wants to control the rhythm himself, or he wants to use his rhythm.

So, it has become a state of fast attack and slow defense.

It is precisely because the two of them have played to the extreme that they are good at, so this game is brilliant.

Sprint!

The long sword in his hand hacked vigorously and hit Tangcheng's front door.

Tang Cheng's short dagger blocked, and his feet sprinted a few steps, directly crashing into Chiba Haowu's arms.

Qianye Haowu ’s sword was lifted into the air, his arms were empty, and his inside fell short.

However, his moves are extremely fast and extremely vicious.

Oh!

The wooden sword in his hand turned 180 degrees, originally with the tip of the sword facing outward. With his wrist undercut, the tip of the sword pierced directly into Tangcheng in his arms.

Bystanders, this is almost a suicide move.

If he is holding a real sword in his hand, while puncturing Tangcheng ’s body, he will inevitably stab himself.

However, he is well aware of the characteristics of the wooden sword. He knows the weight of the sword and the speed at which it can cause damage to his opponent.

slightly!

Tang Cheng once again used the hilt to hold the tip of the long sword, and his elbow slammed back.

Chiba Haowu now has two options. Or, he suffered this elbow but insisted that the long sword in his hand thrust into Tangcheng's chest. Or, he avoided elbow strikes, and his suicide attack also collapsed.

Chiba Habu chose the former.

Fighting, if the two sides are fighting against each other, what you have to do is nothing more than a matter of choice. The wise man kills the enemy by one thousand and damages himself by 800. The foolish man kills the enemy by 800 and hurts one thousand. The trade-off is long, and the outcome is divided.

He can withstand this elbow strike, but he believes that Tangcheng ca n’t withstand the piercing technique he used to exert himself.

"Hmm -----" Chiba snorted, his upper body leaned back, but his undercarriage was extremely stable.

Squeaky ----

The tip of the long sword in his hand stretched forward like a broken bamboo, and rubbing with the hilt made a crackling noise.

The tip of the sword approached Tang Cheng's chest, and as long as he was allowed to pierce, Tang Cheng would instantly lose its combat ability.

Of course, it is a permanent loss of combat ability.

"Ah ----"

A scream came.

The wooden sword in Chiba ’s hand fell to the ground, his right hand was covering his abdomen, and his body stumbled backward.

Punch ----

His body fell on the wooden floor, his expression was grim, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he looked extremely painful.

Tang Cheng stood still, but looked at Chiba Haowu sitting on the ground with a sneer.

He originally held the hilt in his left hand to block the tip of the sword. I do n’t know when it reached the right hand, and there was red blood dripping from the blade.

"Qianye Haowu -----" A group of people threw over and surrounded Qianye Haowu in the middle.

Fujino Saburo rushed to Tangcheng and screamed: "Boy, you bastard-what the **** are you doing? What are you doing him?"

Chiba Kaoru small face pear flower with rain, crying and said: "Good Wu ---- brother, are you okay? How are you feeling?"

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Matsushima Yuki slowed down, unable to squeeze into the crowd.

She looked embarrassed and stared sharply at Chao Ge, saying, "If something goes wrong with our students, we will definitely get justice ----"

Lu Zhaoge looked at Matsushima Ji calmly and said, "We are also reluctant to happen like this. Of course, I will respect any choice you make."

Tang Cheng walked in front of Fang Yan and dropped the hilt in his hand to the ground. He said freely, "I won."

When you are done, you have to turn around and leave.

"Be careful." someone shouted loudly.

I saw that Chiba Haowu, who was lying on the ground just now, did n’t know when he jumped up, and he stabbed the back of Tangcheng with his long sword.

This kid has red eyes! (To be continued)