Urban Invincible Cultivation

Chapter 162

Go together?

"Mr. Leng, let alone you, even if Teacher Gao Yulan is here, he wouldn't dare to let us go together." Xiang Donglai said proudly, "If the eighteen of us attack together, if we beat you to death, we will be killed. Can't take responsibility."

"Junior Brother Xiang, don't say that, maybe he is so powerful?" Li Shuangyan was unwilling to let go of this opportunity to punish Lin Hao, "We people may be nothing in his eyes."

"It's nothing, haha." Hong Dali laughed wildly, "Senior Sister Li, if this kid really has such thoughts, I guarantee that he will never stand up again from now on."

"Sorry to bother you." Suddenly, Lin Hao interrupted them, "Your Senior Sister Li is right. In my eyes, you are just a group of students."

"puff."

As soon as Lin Hao said this, many people laughed, including those inner court disciples off the field, all of them laughed so hard.

"It's the first time I've seen such a shameless person."

"That's right, haha, if we are his students, do you really think we are here to study?"

"Oh, I'm just too young to know the dangers of society."

In the crowd, even Guo Hengyu gave a cut, and there was no one who was not a master, and Lin Hao wanted to hit eighteen by himself.

What is the difference between courting death?
The three of Su Mo stood in the front row and watched, their faces were a little weird. Before they came, they had already persuaded Lin Hao to keep a low profile, but they didn't expect it to be the same.

They didn't know that Lin Hao was already very low-key, if he was more high-key, where would these 18 people have a chance to speak?

"Mr. Lin, since this is the case, let me teach you first." Xiang Donglai said playfully and loudly, "A few days ago, Teacher Du taught me a set of sword skills called Meteor Flower Rain Sword."

"Chong!"

Xiang Donglai drew out the long sword at his waist. The long sword was about one meter long, red all over, and looked very handsome.

"Lin Hao, this is my sword, what about yours?" Xiang Donglai asked.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance to challenge me." Lin Hao looked around, looking for a suitable weapon.

After all, it's not a life-and-death battle, but a competition with students. He can't use too sharp ones, for fear of hurting the opponent.

In the end, his eyes fixed on a clump of dogtail grass.

After walking a few steps, he came to the grass, pulled out a piece of dogtail grass, and said, "I will use this."

"Boy, do you look down on me? Well, since you are so crazy, I will let you know what a real sword is!"

Angry at Xiangdong, Lin Hao used a piece of dog's tail to despise him.

"call!"

Xiang Donglai made a move, and a majestic vitality poured into the sword. The red sword became more and more red, like a red-hot iron.

"Meteor, Flower Rain Sword!"

With a beautiful jump, he came to Lin Hao's body, and the shadow of the sword appeared again and again, as if turning into a meteor, which lasted unnoticed and was extremely spectacular.

This sword has so many tricks and flutters continuously that it is impossible to see clearly.

The disciples in the inner court all gasped in amazement, as expected of the sword skills taught by Mr. Du himself, it can be called excellent.

In the forest, Elder Du also praised again and again, Xiang Donglai is a good swordsman, and he has already comprehended [-]% of the Meteor Flower Rain Sword.

Lin Hao remained motionless, staring at the rain of swords with both eyes, stepping backwards and forwards.

"Okay, good play!"

"Xiang Donglai is really powerful, he is indeed the closed disciple of Tutor Du."

"This cold gentleman is not very good."

The disciples cheered repeatedly, and Xiangdong came triumphantly, pressing forward step by step: "Hmph, aren't you very powerful? What are you hiding? Dare you face the enemy head-on!"

Lin Hao was silent, did not speak, and kept avoiding the sword rain.

"Mr. Leng, aren't you crazy? You are still being suppressed and beaten now." Li Shuangyan shouted loudly, "That's all, are you qualified to be our mentor?"

"That's right, go and ask Dean Lei to take a look, this rubbish tutor."

Surrounded by sarcasm, Xiang Dongliu's face gradually became ugly.

Because, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even touch the corner of Lin Hao's clothes.

He didn't even feel the vitality in Lin Hao's body.

The opponent is avoiding his offensive with purely physical actions.

He was very surprised to find this out.

"Mr. Leng, let me see how long you can hide." He gritted his teeth, and the sword shadows joined together, blasting and killing Lin Hao from all directions.

"Meteor Flower Rain Sword, the seventh style, the sword splits Huashan!"

With a shout, all the sword shadows merged into one, and the red sword burst into a bright red light, and slashed straight at Lin Hao.

"Do you know why I'm hiding?" Suddenly, Lin Hao stopped, stood upright on the spot, slowly raised the dog's tail grass in his hand,

"I just want to wait for you to use the strongest move and see what step you can do."

While speaking, everyone suddenly saw that Lin Hao's dog's tail grass stood upright and brushed past Xiang Donglai's sword.

next moment.

Xiang Donglai's body seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Between his eyebrows, a dog's tail grass was inserted straight between his eyebrows.

His sword fell to the ground, and he never touched Lin Hao.

"Your swordsmanship disappointed me." Almost at the same time, Lin Hao's words resounded softly in his ears, and half of the dog's tail grass broke off in front of his eyebrows, fluttering to the ground.

All this happened in less than 20 seconds.

Time seemed to stand still.

The whole house was silent.

Everyone stared at Xiang Donglai and Lin Hao in disbelief.

People know that if what Lin Hao holds is not a dog's tail grass, but a sword.

Then, Xiangdonglai has already died in Huangquan!

"Impossible, impossible..." Xiang Donglai couldn't believe that someone could really defeat him with a blade of grass.

He yelled, and the next moment, he shot again.

But this time, Lin Hao no longer avoided it.

Take every move.

Every time, he was able to avoid the sword coming to the east, and pointed at the same spot between his eyebrows with the bristlegrass in his hand.

In 5 minutes, if it was a real life-and-death confrontation, Xiang Donglai would have died 38 times.

"Come on, let's go together, to avenge Xiang Donglai." Li Shuangyan was puzzled, but she was unwilling to let Lin Hao go just like that, so she snorted and took the lead.

The remaining 16 people came back to their senses one after another, and they all rushed forward and fought into a ball.

Below, the students watching the battle were stunned.

"Dean Lei, do you want to stop it?" Gao Yulan asked worriedly in the woods.

"No need." Dean Lei said, "Let's see."

"Do you think he can win?" Du Shengfang looked ugly, and Lin Hao said that his swordsmanship was disappointing, which made him very unhappy.

Lei Qianxiao paused and said, "Maybe...it's okay."

He is not sure, after all, he has never seen Lin Hao's real strength.

"what!"

"what!"

As soon as Lei Qianxiao finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of pain in the distance, and Lin Hao had an extra wooden stick in his hand at some point.

Ordinary wooden sticks were like a ruler in his hand, and they were drawn on the 18 people again and again.

[Third update, tomorrow’s excitement will continue, the recommendation ticket has been refreshed, please recommend it]

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