The Salted Fish Life of a Superman

Chapter 249 Must Win

Wen Hao turned his face slightly, his pupils showed a cold light: "You are all like this, no matter how hard you beat them, you won't be able to get away, right?"

Lu Yan held Ye Nai's bamboo sword tremblingly, his body trembled from time to time due to the pain, and pretended to be relaxed, "Compared with the blood of my blood, your slash is insignificant, and I can at least bear [-] million swords. "

Wen Hao sneered and said, "At least that maggot has learned to give up. In this regard, she is better than you."

Lu Yan's pupils shrank sharply, and she lost her mind in an instant, and rushed forward like crazy: "Don't speak ill of her!!!"

Under the chaotic and desperate attack, Wen Hao also fought him a few times, and the sound of bamboo swords clashing could be heard endlessly.

Lu Yan is not an upright gentleman, he was hitting, he saw an opportunity, suddenly turned the edge of the sword, and slashed at Wenhao's crotch from bottom to top, which was going to make him not a man in this life.

"Boom." There was a dull sound of blows, and many boys watching the battle had goosebumps all over their bodies, and they almost peed.

In a normal kendo competition, Lu Yan's behavior would disqualify him from the competition, and even ban him permanently.

But there are no rules in this game, and it is only over if one of the parties falls.

Theoretically speaking, all attack methods will not be prohibited, including the Sword of Cutting off Sons and Grandchildren.

It's just that no one thought that Lu Yan could really throw down her face in front of so many audiences and use such a dirty trick.

Under the stage, Jiang Yunhu subconsciously clutched his little Jiang, and broke out in a cold sweat for a while: "Secondary Two is so awesome, I will never dare to bully him again."

Lei Lie also had goosebumps all over his body: "Beating him like that before, he didn't treat us like this. He is really a good brother. Thank you Zhong Er for not killing him."

Just when everyone was worried about the succession of Wenhao's family, he started to fight back like a normal person, and his left strike hit Lu Yan's side like lightning.

Although this sword wasn't a charged blow, it was powerful enough to shake Lu Yan a few steps.

Wenhao strode forward, his sword edge deviated, deliberately avoiding the protective position of the armor, and stabbed Lu Yan's arm fiercely.

Lu Yan's whole body was thrown to the ground, shaking up the dust on the ring. Through the cracked kendo uniform, one could see that his right arm was bloody and blood was gurgling out, and there was a large bruise around the wound, which was shocking. .

The kendo protector was protected at the crotch, and Lu Yan didn't have much strength, so the sword that cut off sons and grandchildren just now looked painful, but actually had no effect at all.

However, no man would tolerate his little brother being attacked, and Wen Hao was no exception.

I saw Wen Hao pounced forward like a cheetah, raised his epee, and slashed at Lu Yan who was lying on the ground with a bold move. If he hit this time, the game would almost be over.

When injured, the body secretes adrenaline in large quantities, and the senses become extremely sharp.

So the moment Wenhao raised his sword, Lu Yan felt a deadly sense of danger. Judging from the sound of tearing the air, he could tell that the opponent was about to use the downward chop, and rolled aside without thinking.

"Boom." The blade cut through the air, leaving a conspicuous sword mark on the ring.

During the struggle, Lu Yan covered his bleeding arm and got up in embarrassment. The severe pain made his ears ringing, and his vision was blurred for a while. There were at least three shadows of writers swaying in front of him.

Wenhao didn't give Lu Yan a chance to catch his breath. He already had an advantage in stature, and the blade of his sword was overwhelming from top to bottom, hitting Lu Yan like raindrops.

Facing Wen Hao's fast attack, Lu Yan had no choice but to resist. Although this kind of fast attack was not powerful, every time he received a sword, he felt that his arm's consciousness was less.

Jiang Yunhu scratched his head, and muttered: "If you continue beating like this, Zhong Er will be beaten to death. Lei Lie, let's go up and help Zhong Er beat him!"

Two big hands rested on the shoulders of Jiang Yunhu and Lei Lie from behind, and saw that the future had returned at some point. He stared at Lu Yan deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Don't go, don't trample on his will."

"Boom." Lu Yan was knocked down for the second time, lying on the ground panting for breath.

Wenhao stepped forward, and the sword edge was on his throat, as if bullying a helpless wild dog: "Lie down and don't move."

"Come again." Lu Yan stretched out his trembling hand, grasped the writer's bamboo sword with all his strength, and hissed, "You haven't apologized to her yet!"

Lu Yan exerted all his strength in his hand and pulled the sword forward. Wen Hao was careless for a moment and almost let go.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Yan stood up and kicked Wen Hao on the stomach. Although he didn't have much strength, he opened the distance between them.

Wen Hao reached out and patted the kendo uniform, as if brushing away the dirty dust, and said in a calm voice: "Well, at least I should admit that you are more tenacious than her. Her hand is broken when you hit it, and you still seem to be Can last a little longer."

Thinking of Ye Nai's wrist being injured by Wenhao before, Lu Yan was angered again.

Just when he was about to lose his mind and wanted to fight, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye, and he froze in place.

Although Ye Nai abandoned the bamboo sword she had been with for 7 years and retired from the kendo competition, she still has feelings for the sword itself, and always thinks about the competition from time to time.

According to the original schedule, the game should have ended early, but no one came out of the gymnasium, and some students ran in one after another, as if rushing to watch the fun.

Driven by curiosity, Ye Nai also followed the gymnasium, planning to hide in a corner and take a sneak peek.

However, when she saw Wen Hao's figure on the stage and the familiar bamboo sword in his hand, she froze in place, staring blankly at all this.

At this time, when Lu Yan saw Ye Nai, he was at a loss at first.But inexplicably, the whole person began to let go, and the anger in his heart disappeared like a flame that was extinguished by a clear spring, leaving only one thought: to win.

Only by winning can Ye Nai recover his anger.

Everything else is meaningless.

Win.

must win.

Lu Yan slowly exhaled the turbid air in his chest. If he really thought that he could easily defeat the literary giant with the Ring of the Five Kings or other messy forces.So now, he has completely eliminated these childish thoughts from his mind.

He has already realized the gap between himself and Wenhao. No matter how angry he is, he is useless in the face of absolute crushing strength. A head-on collision can only lead to death.

If you want to win, you must not only use the slant with your sword, but you must also be an unexpected slant that can kill with one blow.

There is only one chance, because Wen Hao will not give him a second chance.

where?

Lu Yan looked around, like a dazed person standing in the dark, in addition to the sword in his hand, he also needed a match to light the way ahead.

Where is hope?

If it were you, what would you do? His eyes crossed the stage guardrail and looked at Ye Nai.

Ye Nai was also looking at him, but there was only confusion and worry in his eyes, and he couldn't give him any response.

At this moment, it seemed that even the stage was against him, and the guardrail kept rising and falling, blocking his view of Ye Nai.

Is there no hope?
etc.
Lu Yan raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Ye Nai again.

At this moment, the match was lit.

(End of this chapter)