Chapter 251

When Lu Yan locked his arm, he was merciless, maybe even vindictive. He didn't lock it for the sake of subduing him, but wanted to break Wenhao's arm.

In the sound of the joints being squeezed, Wen Hao felt that his arms were about to go numb.

Thin cold sweat overflowed from his forehead and gathered into a stream on his face. Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his chin and splashed on the ring non-stop.

Due to excessive force, his eyes were bloodshot, and the soaring blood pressure even squeezed some capillaries, forming blood spots on the eyeballs, which looked extremely hideous.

Lu Yan suppressed Wen Hao, and shouted in a deep voice: "She is on the sidelines! Apologize to her! Now!"

Suddenly changing from a hunter to a prey, this kind of contrast is unacceptable to writers.

Physical contact with a maggot is disgusting enough.Not to mention being pressed to the ground by this maggot and being asked to apologize to another maggot.

Can not accept.

Absolutely unacceptable.

All of a sudden, Lu Yan only felt an irresistible force coming from his wrist, and saw Wen Hao burst out with a terrifying force, his graceful arms like cheetahs gradually bulged, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently due to excessive force. , Gritting his teeth and growling, saliva oozed from time to time.

Under Lu Yan's horrified gaze, he was pushed up by Wen Hao's single arm. What's more frightening was that the bamboo sword in his hand couldn't lock Wen Hao's arm, and it was seriously deformed.

This hard top has caused great damage to the joints, and Wenhao must be enduring severe pain now.But Lu Yan is not feeling well either. It takes a lot of energy to apply the lock technique. His body is not as strong as a literary hero. At this moment, he only feels that every muscle in his body is starting to stiffen, and all joints are starting to tremble. He has reached his limit. .

"Kaka.ka." The bamboo sword deformed more and more, and Wen Hao stood upright, like an unbreakable city wall.

finally.
"Ka!" Lu Yan accompanied Ye Nai for 7 years, and the bamboo sword held by Lu Yan to avenge him reached the end, and was broken by the steely arm of Wen Hao.

"Boom!!!" Wenhao held his sword back, pouring all his strength into the sword without reservation, and slammed Lu Yan's side ribs, knocking him into the air forcefully.

The moment Lu Yan hit the sword, the atmosphere in the entire stadium dropped to freezing point. Ye Nai, who was on the sidelines, had a mist in his eyes and covered his mouth unconsciously.

As a master of swordsmanship, she could feel the power of this blow. Even with protective equipment, the shock of this blow was by no means something ordinary people could bear, ranging from fatigue to fainting.

At this moment, Lu Yan could feel his eyes turning black, and his consciousness dissipated little by little under the severe pain.He knew that when his consciousness completely dissipated, he would fall into a coma, fall to the ground, and lose this duel, along with Ye Nai's dignity.

Therefore, before being hit by the sword, Lu Yan had already chanted in his mind countless times: I can't lose!

Can't lose!
The strong belief almost melted these three words into his bones. At the last moment, when these three words whizzed out along with the strong belief, his consciousness began to gather rapidly, and finally opened his eyes, and saw the crowd shouting again arena.

In the next moment, he flew upside down and hit the guardrails. These guardrails were made of elastic rubber to protect the players from falling and avoid secondary injuries.

When he bumped into it, the guardrail deformed rapidly, and the groaning sound of rubber tightening could be vaguely heard.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Wen Hao originally thought that it would be impossible for Lu Yan to stand up after the blow just now, but at this moment he suddenly found that Lu Yan had opened his eyes at some point, and his eyes were full of burning flames.
Could it be him? !

"Huh!" Without any warning, the violently deformed rubber guardrail converted the huge potential energy into kinetic energy, just like a tank blasting out a shell in its chamber, and quickly bounced Lu Yan back.

"Ah!!!" Lu Yan let out a hoarse battle roar. After gaining huge kinetic energy, he felt that he was not fast enough. He swung his legs and stomped on the ground twice, shaking the arena with rattling noises. Finally, it was as if the power was fully activated. Like a steel train, it hit the writer.

Lu Yan's speed was too fast, before Wenhao could react, he had already rushed to him!

At the last moment, Lu Yan concentrated all his strength on the broken bamboo sword. The broken sword edge tore through the air, mixed with the anger of vengeance, and stirred up the surrounding air to overflow, blasting towards Wenhao's heart with a piercing scream. .

Broken Sword seems to set off a violent storm, ignoring the defense and aiming at the vital point, this is a blow in the true sense!
The sense of oppression with nowhere to escape came like a tidal wave, the bones and hairs stood on end, all the cells and nerves in the whole body were sending warnings to Wenhao's brain, and the restless nerve currents ran like panicked horses in the body.

For so long, even in the national competition, he has always advocated absolute power, suppressing opponents head-on with unshakable counterattacks, and rarely dodging.

But in front of this sword, he felt the crisis for the first time in his life.What maggots are not maggots, arrogant or not, they are all overwhelmed by the restless subconscious mind, and they insist on breaking through their physical limits. His side ribs streaked across.

Immediately afterwards, he used his extraordinary fighting instinct to backhand a sword, directly hitting Lu Yan's head, flipping him upside down in the air, abruptly rotating 180 degrees vertically in the air, and falling towards the ring.

"Boom!" Lu Yan fell heavily on the stage, motionless. If it wasn't for the heaving of his chest, the audience would have wondered if he had been beaten to death.

"Beep, beep, beep!" The referee whistled frantically in fright. He thought it was just a fight between two students, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Last full stop.

Wen Hao stared wide-eyed, his breathing was abnormally rapid, and the thrilling scene just now played back in his mind from time to time, quite a feeling of being in shock after the catastrophe.

However, even though he was driven to a desperate situation, he was not a person who made a fuss. At least he got rid of the maggot without any damage, which was considered to be the end of this farce.

He was about to raise his hand to withdraw the sword, when suddenly a tearing pain came from his side ribs, which made him unconsciously sway two steps, propping the sword on the ground, and then stabilized his figure.

He looked down in astonishment, only to see that the gap in the protective gear on the side ribs was scratched by the sword just now, a hole was torn in the kendo suit, and the flesh and flesh that had been ruptured due to high-speed abrasions could still be seen inside.

He wanted to cover it with his hands, but his finger was stained with blood, and some blood seeped out and stained the kendo uniform red, looking very embarrassed.

"Cut." He snorted, put the sword away, and walked to the dressing room backstage with a cold face.

After Wen Hao left, there was a full three seconds of silence, and the students in class 14 finally came back to their senses.Jiang Yunhu took the lead and rushed to the stage, put his arm around Lu Yan's shoulders, and asked eagerly, "Hey, middle school two, are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like