4212. Chapter 4209 It's just a competition 13
Chang Ziye rolled up his sleeves: "No! Come again!"
Su Luo nodded casually: "Okay."
Then, Chang Ziye's sword was knocked away again.
"Come again!"
"OK."
Then, Chang Ziye's sword was knocked away again.
Once, twice, three times, four times, each time, Chang Ziye's sword was knocked out by Su Luo, and then, he had to do it again, so he held his mouth shut.
Finally, he suddenly woke up!
Hey, the three defenses have already passed, he can attack!
So, Chang Ziye snorted coldly at Su Luo: "Now I'm going to attack you!"
Isn’t the offense and defense all the same result? Su Luo felt it didn’t matter. When she was about to agree, she suddenly...
Dingling.
The school bell rang.
Then, Su Luo shrugged Chang Ziye helplessly, threw down the chair legs and was about to leave.
Chang Ziye shouted at Su Luo's back: "Stop it!"
Other classmates were angrily shouted away by Chang Ziye when he was embarrassed.
As for Tang Yalan, Su Luo saw that she was struggling to support Fei Junping, so she asked her to leave first.
After everyone left, Su Luo turned around helplessly and looked at him: "What are you going to do?"
Chang Ziye glared at Su Luo in anger: "Let me attack once!"
Chang Ziye felt that he was not good at defending, but his offense was very good, so he didn't believe it. The offense could not knock Su Luo down.
Su Luo glanced at him helplessly: "Are you sure?"
Chang Ziye had a hideous face: "I'm very sure!"
Su Luo sighed helplessly: "Okay, come on, you attack."
She just looked at Chang Ziye like that, as if she was dealing with a child playing house.
Chang Ziye was so angry that he almost got smoked! He was at least the 38th place in the elite class! This hateful freshman was so perfunctory! He must let him take a good look at his awesomeness!
"Ah!!!" Chang Ziye raised the cold sword in his hand with both hands, shouted wildly, and rushed towards Su Luofei!
That momentum! That power! That whirlwind!
It's simply terrifying!
However, just when Chang Ziye was almost about to rush to Su Luo, Su Luo didn't even look at it. He raised his foot and kicked Chang Ziye's sword away.
Kick...fly...
Su Luo didn't even look at it, and turned around and left.
Only Chang Ziye, who was messy in the wind, was left.
This...how is this possible!
How could she be so powerful?
He actually completely crushed himself?
It made him feel as if he was completely powerless to resist when facing Brother Tang.
Could it be that this freshman Su Luo is really among the top ten masters in the elite class? If this is the case, you have to go back and discuss with Brother Tang quickly to avoid threatening Brother Tang’s status!
Thinking of this, Chang Ziye showed a serious look on his face and turned around and ran away.
At this time, Su Luo had slowly returned to the villa.
When Tang Yalan saw Su Luo coming back, she finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily you are back. You were worried so much just now. By the way, Chang Ziye kept you. What's going on?"
Tang Yalan just came back with her front foot, and Su Luo arrived, so Tang Yalan felt very strange.
Su Luo smiled and said, "It's just a competition, nothing."
If you can come back so soon, the results of the competition will be self-evident.
At this moment, Fei Junping walked out of the room and glanced at Su Luo: "I thought you couldn't come back, hum!"
Chapter completed!