"Members of the student union should take responsibility. I will not allow chaos to occur."
Mucheng stood at the top and directly pulled out the Sword of Creation. At the same time, her beautiful eyes scanned all the students, and her voice spread far away. This voice was even filled with a fierceness that did not allow for rebuttal, and had a leadership style.
Yes, things are really starting to get messy.
A powerful sixth-grade enemy appeared, and the playground, which had maintained order, suddenly showed signs of losing control.
Mucheng was actually more panicked than anyone else.
There is no way, the enemy appears, it is ultimately the conspiracy of the alien race, not some strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, this is the worst ending.
The Yangxiang Clan is coming!
And he is also a sixth-grade grandmaster.
There is no elder in the school now, and no one will panic when faced with the terrifying sixth-grade master.
After all, most of the students in Seibu are still in the third grade.
Faced with this unexpected incident, Mucheng must stand up.
In Seibu, besides Bai Xiaolong, she, Mucheng, has the highest prestige, and she must maintain order.
If chaos occurs, things will be more serious.
Mucheng is not ready to take action now. In fact, she doesn't need to take action.
Su Yue is still present, and other students may not have a clear understanding of Su Yue's current strength.
But Mucheng understands that unless there is a seventh-level peak or an eighth-level warrior coming, this place is still within the controllable range.
My boyfriend is so good.
Mucheng subconsciously glanced at Su Yue from a distance.
At this time, Su Yue was also looking at Mucheng, with a calm expression on his face, and nodded slightly.
Mucheng understood Su Yue's emotions, and he told himself not to worry too much!
So warm.
It's great to have a boyfriend, someone you can rely on at critical moments.
In an instant, Mu Cheng's body seemed to be filled with infinite power.
"Ma Xiaoyu, if this grandmaster kills innocent people indiscriminately, I may have to go up and fight for my life. Then I won't be able to protect you. Don't blame me!"
Du Jingshu had a dark face and his tone of voice was particularly solemn.
"What do I blame you for?"
Ma Xiaoyu looked puzzled.
Besides, who needs your protection? I have my senior brother.
This guy must be sick.
"Ma Xiaoyu, as a man and a knight who protects the princess, my mission should be to protect you to the death.
"But as a Seibu man, I have to be the first to fight. I want to protect you alone, but I don't want to see other classmates in danger.
"If... I mean if, if I die... can you help me fulfill my last wish?"
Du Jingshu pulled out his weapon, as if he were a hero ready to die.
"Wish...what wish?"
Ma Xiaoyu's lips are dry.
To be honest, Du Jingshu at this moment is really a little bit handsome.
This expression of concern for the country and the people is even more handsome than that of my senior brother.
knight!
Protect the princess.
Am I a princess?
Yes!
I am the princess.
Ma Xiaoyu's attitude towards Du Jingshu changed quietly, and she didn't even realize it.
Moreover, Ma Xiaoyu plans to help Du Jingshu fulfill his last wish.
Du Jingshu's spirit of sacrifice has been recognized by Ma Xiaoyu.
“I am an only child, and my dad’s biggest wish is to have grandchildren in the future!
"As a son, I left no descendants, I am an unfilial son!
"If I die, you go to the Du family and say that you are my Du Jingshu's girlfriend, so that my family can remember that at least they have seen their daughter-in-law.
"Don't worry, our Du family will not let you become a widow. If you can go and see the two elders, you have done your best.
"I know my request is excessive, but...the only time in my life that I am tempted is at this moment.
"Ma Xiaoyu, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely go to you and express my love to you early!"
Whoosh!
After Du Jingshu finished speaking, he shook his weapon and let out a long sigh. At this moment, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him.
At the front, several fifth-grade senior graduates, as well as all fourth-grade warriors, were already prepared to deal with the Grandmaster.
Du Jingshu must go.
These words also fell into Su Yue's ears.
He turned around and stared at Du Jingshu dumbfounded.
Master!
You are the best among masters.
Awesome knight and princess.
If my junior sister agrees to your request now, she will not be blackmailed by you in the future.
I can’t tell that Brother Du is a master.
wrong!
Brother Du is actually a master.
Back in Jiang Yuan Kingdom, Wang Lufeng was knocked into the dust in front of Gong Ling with just a few words.
And after knowing that Gong Ling could not succeed, he immediately cut his losses in time, which not only avoided being a licking dog, but also found a new relationship.
So thorough.
This guy is a hidden master.
"Du Jingshu... you go ahead. Although this kind of thing is unreasonable, if you really have something wrong... I, I can help you fulfill this wish!"
The oppression of the sixth grade is becoming more and more terrible.
In this state, Ma Xiaoyu's mind was filled only with fear.
But Du Jingshu's words completely moved her.
What he sacrificed was nothing more than his reputation.
But what Du Jingshu sacrificed was his own life.
I absolutely can't be so selfish.
Su Yue took a breath of cold air.
Du Jingshu...you kid can chase girls like a textbook.
As for the sixth grade, Su Yue was not afraid at all.
If it was only the sixth grade, even if there were 100 more, Su Yue would not look at them at all.
Therefore, Du Jingshu succeeded.
My junior sister.
Your moral practice is still a bit shallow.
…
"Su Yue, my general's goal is you. Let these ants disperse. I don't have time to clean up the ants!"
Zibei's body slowly levitated, with a layer of black smoke covering his body. Coupled with his gloomy expression, he looked like a big devil from hell.
The fifth-grade graduates of Seibu were all nervous as never before.
Facing the Grandmaster, these warriors had no chance of winning and could only use their lives to delay time.
Murderous and suffocating!
One of the fifth-grade students was even recording something, which was like writing a suicide note to his family.
But at this time, Zibei, the master of the Yangxiang clan, pointed at Su Yue with the demon sword Yaoyao and directly declared a war.
Zibei is a down-and-out noble from the Holy City of the Yangxiang Tribe.
In his lineage, there were ninth-grade people in his ancestors, and they were once prosperous. However, after the ninth-grade people were killed in battle, there was no eighth-grade person again, and the family continued to decline.
In his lineage, there are only him and one son.
It was difficult for him to get along in the aristocratic circle, and his son even provoked the powerful and was about to be hanged.
At this time, great luck comes.
The Juedian clan leader personally summoned Zibei and gave him two options.
First, if he serves as a death warrior for the Yangxiang clan and goes to China to assassinate Su Yue, his son will be exempted from the guilt of his crime and he will be able to become a disciple of the ninth grade, and he will definitely be able to achieve great success in the future.
The second is to watch his son be killed and then be expelled from the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes, and have to wander around the scattered star city for the rest of his life.
Zibei thought about it all night and decided to be the dead man.
He is dead, and there is no hope of breaking through to the seventh level. His only advantage is that he is brave and ruthless.
If you can trade your own life for your son's life, this transaction is not unfair. What's more, after becoming a disciple of the ninth grade, your son will definitely be able to rise in the future.
As for my own life, I will definitely stay in China today.
The name Su Yue is almost unknown to everyone in the Eight Tribes Holy Land.
One person could kill so many sixth-grade masters and even some seventh-grade masters in a row. That was what he did at the fifth grade.
Now that Su Yue has broken through to the sixth level, he has no chance of winning at all.
Although Zibei cannot kill Su Yue, he also has additional tasks.
He just cut Su Yue at all costs.
As long as you can leave a scar on Su Yue, it is a credit.
All these achievements will eventually be taken away by his son. The supreme clan leader will never go back on his word.
Therefore, Zibei doesn't want to waste his energy and blood.
Although the fifth-grade ants below are weak, if there are too many fifth-grade ants, they will still cause some trouble for themselves.
There is no reward for killing other warriors.
The only target of the Purple Cup is Su Yue.
"Su Yue, if you don't want to hurt others, just get out and die. I believe you are not a coward!"
The Purple Cup Knife pointed at Su Yue and shouted again. His voice was particularly unpleasant, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, extremely sharp and harsh.
At this time, all the students' eyes were focused on Su Yue.
"Don't worry, Ma Xiaoyu, Su Yue and I are brothers who treat each other with sincerity. I will never watch Su Yue get killed!"
Du Jingshu took a deep breath and felt a wave of affection next to Ma Xiaoyu.
"Du Jingshu, I am just a senior brother. When we fight, you must help him.
"Also, you have to be careful yourself!"
Ma Xiaoyu's mouth was dry and her tongue was dry.
Although he felt that his senior brother would not be afraid of the grandmaster, after all, it was his first time to face such a scene, so Ma Xiaoyu was still worried.
At the same time, she unknowingly cared about Du Jingshu.
Du Jingshu nodded without saying much nonsense.
"Sure enough...it's for me!"
Su Yue remained calm. He stared at the purple cup from a distance, but he couldn't figure out what the Yangxiang tribe was doing.
It's actually not impossible to send a sixth grader to assassinate him.
But don't send one.
What about delivering food?
This is also the only thing Su Yue is worried about, it's too weird.
Bang!
Suddenly, Mucheng's creation sword shook, and he pointed the tip of the sword at the purple cup from a distance.
She was ready to start the battle. As long as she sacrificed her fat, she could defeat this sixth-grade man.
Now I just wait for Su Yue to say something.
Su Yue shook his head and signaled Mucheng not to take action.
Silly girlfriend, don’t you know my strength? How could I let you take risks?
Once you get there, make peace with it.
If you dare to come to Seibu and cause trouble, I will let you experience what it means to be torn into pieces.
…
Outside Seibu Campus.
All the powerful men in China also looked at this sixth-grade Yangxiang clan with sad faces.
Of course, there are still many people with strange faces, especially Zhao Jiangtao.
In fact, as long as there are strong people above the eighth level, they already know that Su Yue is the sixth level, and they think it is a bit ridiculous.
Are the Yangxiang tribe really crazy?
Why go to all the trouble and finally send an ordinary sixth-grade Yangxiang tribe to assassinate Su Yue.
There's no way this will work.
But if something goes wrong, the devil will die.
Zhao Jiangtao and the others were even more worried.
There are several seventh-grade experts who have been trying to enter Seibu, but their current status is still a failure.
There were also some special circumstances that occurred at the scene.
Some of the staff in Seibu, whether they were the cooks in the cafeteria or the various cleaning staff in the logistics, all turned a blind eye and went outside Seibu.
They are not masters, not even warriors.
"When can Mr. General come over?"
The admiral asked with a livid face.
The situation in front of them is too weird. If Juedian doesn't come, they won't be able to solve it at all.
"It will take about half an hour!"
The eighth-grade deputy admiral reports.
At this time, the new general of the Yangui Army also rushed over, but it was of no use, and the ninth grade was unable to enter Xiwu.
This giant tree is really weird.
"I hope nothing will happen again. If he is just a sixth-grade master, Su Yue can still handle it!"
Zhao Jiangtao could only pray like this.
At this time, the murderous aura of this sixth-grade Yangxiang tribe on the Xiwu playground had reached its peak.
Click!
He stepped on the air with the sole of his foot and flew quickly towards Su Yue.
At the same time, the demon sword in his hand burned with blazing flames, and the flames along the way were like an evil dragon wreaking havoc on the world.
In the first move, Zibei had already used his full strength.
He had no intention of holding back.
A few of Seibu's fifth ranks are completely powerless. The Purple Cup can fly, but they can't.
In the end, everyone could only watch as the sixth-grade Yang Xiang Clan arrived in the sky above Su Yue. At the same time, a terrifying arc of swords descended like half a moon and slashed directly towards Su Yue's head.
Mucheng took a breath.
But she got Su Yue's signal and was not in a hurry to take action.
Su Yue's state was the weirdest in the audience.
He stood in the playground with an indifferent expression, motionless at all. Not to mention taking the initiative to fight against the Yangxiang tribe's sword, he seemed to be too lazy to even take out his own weapon.
But the warriors around Su Yue were suddenly pushed away by an invisible wave of air. They wanted to help Su Yue, but they couldn't do anything at all.
That's right.
It was Su Yue who used the air wave to push away the Wuhan University student.
If they come here it will only be a disservice, so it is better to go to a safer place.
For a time, the playground was full of staggering students, and a vacuum zone formed around Su Yue, with only the sixth-grade Yangxiang clan falling from the sky.
Click!
Click!
Click!
I don't know when, the ground under Su Yue's feet began to crack, and cracks spread out in all directions like spider webs.
The oppression of the sixth-grade strong men is so terrifying.
"Tell me, what else do you Yangxiang tribe have?"
Facing the sword light falling from the sky, Su Yue slowly raised his head. Not only was there no fear on his face, but he also asked like a superior.
"A dying person is not qualified to know so much... Hahaha!"
Zibei had a crazy smile on his face and looked exactly like a madman.
He will undoubtedly die.
But Su Yue will definitely die.
The arc of the knife fell, and strange sound waves rubbed the air, making a harsh buzz. Many low-level students covered their ears in pain, because their blood and energy were not enough to protect the sound waves from penetrating.
Du Jingshu seized the opportunity and directly held Ma Xiaoyu in his arms, using his own energy and blood to help Ma Xiaoyu resist the sound waves.
Whoosh!
Bang!
At this moment, a vague sound of breaking through the air came from a distance.
Then, there was a heart-wrenching sound of gold and iron, and even under the violent collision, the dust on the earth was completely swept up.
Su Yue turned his head suddenly, and then his pupils shrank.
His Qi Gang has already covered his palms, and he plans to use his bare hands to pinch the Yangxiang clan's demon sword.
But suddenly, a ray of sword light directly knocked away the Yangxiang clan's demon sword.
He didn't even have a chance to take action.
Mucheng also looked into the distance with a look of disbelief on his face.
Those fifth-grade graduates who were not affected by the sound wave also looked into the distance one by one, and some students had very complicated expressions on their faces.
So excited!
It's him!
It's him who's back.
Du Jingshu let go of Ma Xiaoyu in time to avoid making the other party angry.
At the same time, he also looked into the distance.
At this time...he comes back.
"What qualifications does a mere sixth-grade Yangxiang clan have to cause trouble in our country?
"With me, Bai Xiaolong, in Seibu today, who dares to be so presumptuous!"
A calm voice spread in the sky, and Bai Xiaolong stepped on the void and walked towards the playground step by step.
At this moment, he was simply the sun between heaven and earth.
right!
So handsome.
White suit, well-groomed hair.
The key point is that while he was walking in the air, he was still doing an action of arranging his watch. He was so handsome that he had no friends.
"This... is a fake!"
Su Yue gritted his teeth.
In order to coincide with Bai Xiaolong's graduation, I put on the bulky Seibu uniform.
But you're a pretentious guy. Where did you find a white suit at short notice? You even secretly grew your hair and shamelessly put on hair oil.
Could you please stop arranging your watch while walking? You might make me jealous.
Damn it!
All the beeps were done by Bai Xiaolong alone.
really!
The whole place was silent.
Then, the students shouted like a tsunami, and many students were even so excited that they burst into tears.
Back.
Senior Brother Bai Xiaolong is finally back.
This legend of Seibu, who vowed to break through the legend of Grandmaster before graduation, finally came back.
And he has indeed broken through to become a master.
Glory returns.
Some female students held their chests and had difficulty breathing.
Bai Xiaolong's handsome appearance was even more suffocating than the Yangxiang tribe's murderous look just now.
Finished.
How could there be such a handsome man in the world?
"Senior Brother Bai Xiaolong is so handsome."
Ma Xiaoyu frowned and said.
To be honest, in this highlight moment, Bai Xiaolong was even a little more handsome than his senior brother.
He has a reassuring handsomeness, a very mature handsomeness.
"Yes, Senior Brother Bai Xiaolong is very handsome!"
Du Jingshu nodded and agreed.
At this time, I shouldn't compare myself with Bai Xiaolong, as that would be a disgrace.
Du Jingshu has a god-like talent for understanding girls' psychology.
Whoosh!
At this time, the sound broke through the air again.
When Su Yue saw it, his fingers cracked when pinched.
I saw that Bai Xiaolong had just finished arranging his watch, and then hooked his fingers.
Accompanied by the roar of the strong wind, the long sword that was originally stuck sideways on the ground vibrated and then flew directly back to Bai Xiaolong. The long sword even threw out a fancy sword flower in the air.
I have to admit, he's so handsome.
Su Yue also lowered his head in shame.
Think about your own tactics.
The inexplicable reincarnation night blade.
The Thousand-Armed Great Sage who looks like a monster.
He also has average swordsmanship, as the name suggests.
What are they?
Compared with Bai Xiaolong's sword control skills, he is as bad as his grandma.
Although Bai Xiaolong's sword control skills are full of loopholes, he has 100 ways to knock off his sword.
But handsome.
As expected.
Bai Xiaolong's sword-fairy-like demeanor caused the girls to scream.
The sword was covered with a layer of light mist, spinning around Bai Xiaolong like a butterfly. He looked like an authentic sword fairy no matter how he looked at it.
Bai Xiaolong was just short of a cloud.
Su Yue recalled his weapons again.
A brutal axe.
The big ax broke into pieces and turned into a crazy blood blade again.
But the Crazy Blood Blade isn’t handsome either.
What the hell.
Facing Bai Xiaolong, labor and management felt a little gloomy.
Something is wrong with the situation.
"Who are you?"
Zibei gritted his teeth.
He only knows that there will never be any Chinese warriors over 25 years old in Seibu.
But he never thought that there would be an extremely powerful person under the age of 25 in China.
Just unbelievable.
Zibei felt fear in her heart.
It was not that he was afraid of his own life, but that he knew that it would be impossible to leave scars on Su Yue's body.
If so, will the Juedian clan leader still take care of his son?
Zibei hated Bai Xiaolong with all his heart.
"Who?
"Heni Mapi, you are a foreigner. How can you be so pretentious that you are worthy of being so pretentious?"
Whoosh!
Bai Xiaolong flicked his fingers, and the long sword suddenly flew through the air, and his body had also swept away with the long sword.
Today, I, Bai Xiaolong, return to the world, and this sixth-grade Yangxiang clan just becomes a stepping stone.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The Yangxiang tribe wanted to pick up the demon sword that was knocked away, but unfortunately he didn't know how to control a sword like Bai Xiaolong, so he could only run down and pick it up.
However, the demon sword had already been picked up by a fifth-grade student.
For a moment, the Yangxiang tribe could only use two steel fists to fight against Bai Xiaolong.
Whoosh!
A few seconds later, a wound was cut on the Yangxiang tribe's shoulder, and blood flew everywhere.
The playground erupted in cheers again.
Obviously, the Yangxiang tribe is no match for Bai Xiaolong.