LOL: Classmate Lacus who is good at teasing

Chapter 12 Happy Man?Happy Stealing Man!
Everyone heard what the two said, and they immediately lost interest in the delicious food on the dinner table, and glanced back and forth between Silas and Yasuo.

Yasuo also seemed to be a different person. After returning to his seat, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, put his hands on his legs, concentrating, and his long hair was windless.

He was gaining momentum, gaining momentum for the fencing performance that will be held later.

He also thought about it, if he can't really hurt the squad leader later, he must stop and show mercy.

Lux was also looking at them, but she found that Silas was still picking up food and eating by himself, blinking her beautiful eyes, she was very puzzled.

Doesn't he care about the exhibition match with Yasuo later?Or are you deliberately pretending to be indifferent and putting on airs in front of me?
Anyway, something is wrong, very wrong!After getting along for a day, Lux is the one who knows Silas best among all the classmates.

He's just an incredibly smart guy who makes anyone who works with him feel comfortable.

Of course, except for himself, he is always angry with himself!
It's unreasonable, very unreasonable for such a person to agree to something that hurts his own face.

What is he thinking again?Lacus started her little head, resting her index finger and thumb on her chin, her little face showed a thoughtful look.

She glanced at Silas, and spoke flirtatiously.

"Hey, you're going to be beaten up later, and you're still eating."

"It doesn't matter, I will open it."

Silas didn't care, still working happily.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the rice is the biggest. This is a basic principle for a happy fisherman.

As for the performance with Yasuo later
He put down his chopsticks, and while swallowing the food, he felt the breeze that traveled all over his body.

I can feel that once he thinks about it, this breeze will turn into a swift wind. This is the power he obtained inexplicably. The artifact fragments from his trousers pocket seem to be copied or stolen by it.

No, how can the affairs of scholars be called stealing?He corrected his thinking, this should be called copy and paste.

Everyone's interest in the banquet was exhausted, and they were only looking forward to the exhibition match between Yasuo, who slayed demons, and the squad leader.

Yasuo opened his eyes, and there was a strong wind blowing in his eyes.

He glanced around at his classmates: "Is everything ready?"

"OK OK."

"Then go to the leisure venue that comes with the hotel. The place is empty, and I will perform Yufeng Swordsmanship. The squad leader will ask you to assist me later."

He looked at Silas, who was also resting his mind, showing a strong aggressive look.

"No problem, let's go."

Silas smiled and agreed.

He touched the fragments of the artifact in his pocket again, and he could feel that there was indeed strange power swimming in his body, but there were also some floating pages in his mind.

It's like all kinds of messy swordsmanship classics.

It seems that the Artifact Fragment has secretly copied something else on Yasuo.

Yasuo nodded and walked out of the banquet hall first, followed by Silas.

"What on earth is he thinking?"

When all the students followed, only Lux was left at the end, she was still debating Silas's idea.

He can't really be recruited, can he?
With this doubt, she followed her classmates and came to the venue.

It was very empty here, and the open space of several hundred square meters was unobstructed. The students stood in the outer circle, looking expectantly at the two people standing a few meters apart in the center of the venue.

Yasuo was holding a wooden sword at this time, and took off his mask, revealing a face with sharp edges and corners like a knife and an axe.

He has a solemn expression, completely different from his previous bohemian image, holding his wooden sword with great respect.

Yasuo, who was holding a sword, had a great change in his temperament.

Silas, who was standing opposite him, was also holding a wooden sword. He looked relaxed, and he still had time to look back at Lux, who was watching him.

She found that Silas was looking at herself with a thin look, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was talking about watching him perform later.

Nice to pretend!
She immediately retaliated, slashed the front of her pink neck with her hand, and stuck out her little tongue at Silas, signaling that he would be killed by Yasuo later.

It's a pity that Silas's mood was not affected at all, he raised his brows and gave her another contemptuous look, seeing her smart and playful appearance, he even laughed out loud.

Damn it, Yasuo, I must kill him ruthlessly later!Lux waved her small fist, thinking angrily.

In the center of the field, Yasuo held his sword backwards, pointed the hilt at Silas, then clasped his fists and saluted him solemnly.

"The Gale Dojo, Black Iron Tier [-] Samsung, Yasuo."

He used very traditional rules, and held the sword upright after saluting again.

And Silas just nodded, and saluted with fists: "Biangou Town, Silas, please teach Yasuo."

After speaking, the two saluted for the last time for the third time, and took a few steps back.

"Because it's an exhibition match, monitor, I want to make the first move."

Yasuo said in a low voice, and chose to do his part first.

And Silas nodded, without another word.

He closed his eyes, feeling the breeze caressing his face.

Ever since I held the wooden sword just now, the world seems to have changed. Countless tangible breezes flutter, making the invisible world appear true.

Everything is so well-organized and layered, as if it can be seen through at a glance.

Is this the Yufeng swordsmanship?

Silas opened his eyes, and the wonderful power in his body began to surge, and his long hair began to flutter.

"Wind! What a strong wind!"

The other students suddenly felt a strong gust of wind blowing, tugging at their sleeves.

"It's Yasuo!"

The source of the blast was Yasuo, with fluttering sleeves, a wooden sword in his hand, and long hair dancing wildly.

But in an instant, an equally strong, vigorous wind came.

The corner of the clothes was affected by the wind, and Lacus shrank his pupils and looked at the source.

"Silas?"

Everyone was shocked. They were not surprised that Yasuo could control Gale. He was a person who had mastered mind power, swordsmanship, and killing demons in the swordsmanship dojo.

But at this time, Silas, who was standing opposite Yasuo, also seemed to control the wind, which surprised all the students, especially Lux.

The two strong winds centered on Yasuo and Silas respectively confronted each other, tore and whined.

The windbreaker fluttered, with a handsome face and piercing eyes, Silas picked out a sword flower based on the classics of swordsmanship that he naturally absorbed in his mind.

"Student Yasuo, please be merciful, I am an ordinary person, very weak."

He smiled weakly, but Yasuo's pupils on the opposite side shrank violently.

Because he could feel that the gust of wind around Silas was exactly the same as his own!
This is fencing!It's mind power!Silas is also a swordsman, and he is also a powerful swordsman, mastering the power of mind and controlling the power of wind.

"it is good!"

Yasuo no longer hesitated, leaned forward slightly, hid the sword on his side, and sprinted forward like a violent beast.

He flickered forward several times in a row, extremely fast, and his figure flickered indefinitely.

"Step forward and cut, can you do it without soldiers?"

Silas looked at Yasuo who was about to attack him, and whispered.

A happy man can be himself.

His wooden sword was suddenly entwined with a raging wind, his windbreaker was flowing, and his black hair was curling.

At the same time, under the coordination of the strong wind, Yasuo, who had been gaining momentum for a long time, approached him very quickly, bowed slightly, held a sword in one hand, shouted, and poked forward fiercely,

"Slashing Steel Flash!"

This blow was as fast as a gust of wind, and his previous movements were erratic, making it difficult to avoid, Lux felt a sweat for Silas.

Don't be knocked down so easily, bastard!
But what everyone didn't expect was that Silas didn't avoid it at all.

Because he doesn't need it at all!
At this critical moment, Silas moved from his heart, like an old swordsman who had practiced for more than ten years, let out a low voice, and cut forward the tornado on the sword.

"hasaki!"

(End of this chapter)