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Chapter 82 Unwilling Foot Sword

This hour, Zhang Yue lived a bit long, and the fighting spirit that had just gathered disappeared a lot at this time.
Zhang Yue patted his forehead, it’s really good to see how good you are in the audience, why do you get up and challenge when your brain is hot?
"Brother Yue, you regret challenging me. Why don't I tell him that we won't challenge you anymore." Zhao Yunshu said to Zhang Yue who was patting his forehead. She was afraid that Zhang Yue would be injured.
"No need to go. Since you have issued a challenge, you can't retreat at will." Zhang Yue hurriedly stopped Zhao Yunshu and decided to change his mind halfway.
"Okay, then Brother Yue, be careful."
Zhang Yue looked at Zhao Yunshu's worried little face and smiled and touched her head.
"I won't be hurt. If I really want to fight, he can't break my defense. It's okay."
"Yeah, my brother Yue is the most powerful."
Bu Jian, who was resting at this time, suddenly felt sad when he saw this scene.
"What's the matter with showing off your dog food before the war?" Bu Jian said in a sour tone, and he made up his mind to let Zhang Yue bear the anger of a single dog.
An hour later, Bu Jian stood up and signaled to Zhang Yue that he could start.
Zhang Yue stood up excitedly and walked towards the ring.
"Come on Brother Yue!" At this time, I don't know when Zhao Yunshu's three friends arrived and cheered for Zhang Yue together.
Zhao Yunshu suddenly felt very unhappy when she looked at the excited expressions of her three bad friends cheering for Zhang Yue.
At the same time, the unhappy one was also the Bing Jian on the ring. He decided to make Zhang Yue feel four times the anger of a single dog.
"Sword ceremony."
The referee stepped forward and said that there was a referee on each ring, and a complete medical team on each small square.
Zhang Yue and Bu Jian both bowed slightly with their swords. After the ceremony, they started to PK
"Zhang Yue, I will show mercy. After all, outsiders do not have free medical benefits." Bu Jian mocked Zhang Yue without hesitation.
"It's okay, you can't break my defense." Zhang Yue also replied politely.
Bu Jian immediately decided to learn how to argue with others after he went back.
"Look at the sword." Bu Jian decided to use his sword skills to speak.
With a 'Duang!', Bu Jian stabbed his body as soon as he started to make a move, and was blocked by Zhang Yue's standard giant sword blocking posture. Then the two began to fight wildly like an erupting volcano, just like two desperate people fighting for the only chance of survival.
The sound of the giant sword chopping was like a storm, and it was heard continuously.
The voice attracted the attention of countless people, including two directors of the War Theological Academy who came to inspect.
"The two of you on the stage are from that academy. You can evaluate the excellent level at this level. If you have a good look, you will be two perfect geniuses." The director said as he looked at the two who were fighting fiercely on the ring.
The person accompanying him rushed out the information board and started to inquire.
"I know one of them is a student from our War God Academy. He is a sophomore stepping sword, third-level strength, and excellent evaluation. As for the other one, I can't find the information, it should be an outsider."
"Remember this child, see if he wants to enter the War God Academy. This child's sword skills are so correct. He has played the basic sword skills with all of them. The sword skills are protected by the memory, and I guess they have understood the relevant trends." The director said with appreciation.
"Okay, I'll send someone to contact this boy right away."
At this time, Zhang Yue and Bu Jian had already reached the point where they could not stop. Bu Jian was attacking fiercely, and Zhang Yue was defending steadily, and counterattacked. No one could do anything to anyone for a while.
"It seems that you can only use the ultimate move." Bu Jian knew that long-term attack would lead to a mistake. He must seize the advantage and gain the upper hand. Zhang Yue's defensive sword is like a turtle shell, making it difficult to make it difficult for Chu Jian to get out of his mouth.
‘The Ghost Attack’
The steps of Bu Jian suddenly became very strange. Zhang Yue felt a phantom trying to disturb his mind, but Zhang Yue had no influence at all. The momentum of the star armor lit up slightly to indicate a counterattack.
Bu Jian detoured Zhang Yue from a very strange angle at this time, and he stabbed him directly. He thought that at worst, he could pay Zhang Yue for medical expenses, so he couldn't stand it anymore and could not show mercy.
‘Duang!’ Zhang Yue directly used the back sword to defend the back stab of the Bu Jian.
Bu Jian suddenly jumped not far from Zhang Yue.
"Note, I'm going to use the ultimate move below." Bu Jian said excitedly. It's rare to meet an opponent who is evenly matched at the same level. I'll have to fight happily this time.
‘The wind’
‘The power of the thunder sword’
‘The unity of man and sword is opened’
At this time, the momentum of the foot sword is more than twice as strong as that of the strong.
At this moment, Zhang Yue stared at Bu Jian very seriously, quietly stimulating the unmoving force. The shield force was too bullying, and Zhang Yue didn't want to use it.
"Don't move like a mountain, are you using this to resist me who is fully fired?" Bu Jian said angrily, feeling that he was underestimated.
Zhang Yue was helpless when he heard Bu Jian's words. Should I bury you directly in the ground or suppress you directly with the shield force? That would be meaningless.
"Overbial power!" Bu Jian snorted coldly, then walked up with the sword.
The sound of a giant sword hitting a more violent than before was heard, shocking the audience members from the audience. Is this really a low-level duel?
"Yunyun, it turns out that your brother Yue is so powerful. Do you lack a sister-in-law? I want to apply for a job." Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Yue on the ring with a foggy look on his face, feeling that he had met the true emperor.
"Get out, don't even think about it." Zhao Yunshu rolled his eyes and said, thinking that all the people who dared to steal my position were enemies.
Zhang Yue on the stage was a little tired of resisting at this time. The sword skills of the archery sword had already broken through one level, and his body was not fast. Zhang Yue was very uncomfortable with the exquisite sword skills. The sword skills of both sides were no longer on the same level. Zhang Yue knew that he had lost.
Bu Jian found a flaw in Zhang Yue and stabbed Zhang Yue in the abdomen with a sword. At this time, the picture was frozen.
Zhang Yue touched his nose and said, "I lost, my skills are not as good as others."
Bu Jian maintained a straight stab at this time, and he couldn't believe that with all his strength, the opponent was not injured at all. What hurts his self-esteem the most was that Zhang Yue did not retreat at all, no, he did not move.
Bu Jian put away his sword and stood up, and said to Zhang Yue: "Your profession is not a giant sword warrior."
"How do you know?" Zhang Yue asked differently.
"At first, I thought you were insulting people, and I only used basic sword skills, but later I turned on all the firepower, and then I realized that you knew basic sword skills. You must not be a giant sword warrior, at best, you have practiced before, what profession are you." Bu Jian stared at Zhang Yue, wanting an answer.
"I am actually a shield holder." Zhang Yue said withdrew the meteorite iron sword.
Bu Jian suddenly realized.
"No wonder, you can't even beat it like a turtle shell. Even if you stab you in the end, you won't be able to take a step back."
"No, you compare with me with the shield holder. I am unwilling to accept it, and I didn't force you to take a step back." Bu Jian said loudly unwillingly.
At this time, there were already many discussions in the audience. Before we could get to the top group of giant sword warriors in the War God Academy, the one who was fighting with the most powerful giant sword warriors was actually a shield holder. Everyone felt sorry for Zhang Yue's path, and he should have changed his job as a giant sword warrior.
Only Zhao Yunshu, who knew the truth, was even more attached to Zhang Yue.
"You'd better not to do so. If you can't beat me, you will hurt your self-esteem." Zhang Yue shook his head and said. Now Zhang Yue feels that using the shield holder to hit third-level professionals is a bit of a bullying child.
"Zhang Yue, don't talk nonsense, let me prove that you have taken the wrong path. This time I lose you this time, I will be my brother Yue." Bu Jian pointed at Zhang Yue with his sword.
Zhang Yue may have been touched by the sound of Brother Yue, and took out the dragon scale shield and held it to the sword to show that he was facing him.
"Come on." Zhang Yue said with a shield.
Bu Jian once again opened his firepower and rushed towards Zhang Yue.
‘Shield’
Bu Jian instantly felt like he was in a sticky liquid, and there was a bone-black iceberg pressing against him, making it difficult for him to move forward.
Chapter completed!
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