The 300 Heroes of the Manga

"Haha, hahaha! The correct answer!"

As if feeling very satisfied, the Tibetans laughed boldly.

"But, you guy did kick me just now. At that speed, even I couldn't react."

Touching his chest, the Tibetan expression is very ugly.

"It's very simple. My nerve reaction speed is just faster than you."

Originally, Cao Shurui's reaction speed had already surpassed human beings due to equipment, not to mention that he had learned Ikki's one-shot Shura before.

After in-depth testing and exploration of this trick, Cao Shurui discovered some alternative ways of using it.

For example, if you only focus on the opponent's actions and your own actions as before, your reaction speed will be "accelerated."

In doing so, the mana consumption is much smaller than a complete one-shot Shura. The effect is obvious.

"How is it possible! Isn't your ability to control the wind?"

When the Tibetans said this, Xuanze also had questions in her heart.

She still knows something about Cao Shurui, for example, the fact that Cao Shurui has no abilities is already known to everyone in Pojun Academy.

However, Cao Shurui didn't say, she didn't plan to ask no matter how curious she was.

Because everyone has secrets that they don't want others to know.

"Ability? I'm sorry, I don't have that kind of thing. The wind just now is a magic based on a blessing. And the reflection speed, there is nothing to say."

"Magic? Are you kidding me? Look at those hanging on the wall! With such a powerful force, you tell me it's magic?"

The Tibetan pointed to the few guys on the wall who had fallen into a coma.

"Oh. This world is so big. If you don't want to believe it, it can only show your narrow vision."

Unwilling to continue to explain on this matter, Cao Shu Ruiping raised the sword in his hand.

"It's over. You can't let me touch me at all. As an opponent, nothing is more boring than this."

The Tibetans were full of fighting spirit, but when he heard what Cao Shurui said, he immediately sighed. He glared at Cao Shurui and put away his spiritual outfit.

"Yeah...nothing, it's more boring than this. Tsk, this time, is it me who is on the annoying side?"

With a smack, the Tibetans woke up the little brothers one by one, and then let them leave first.

"Sorry?"

Just when the Tibetans were about to step out of this gym, Cao Shurui asked nonchalantly.

"Ah. After waiting for two years for nothing, I ended up in my least favorite position."

"Heh. Wait. I'll help Ayatsuji-senpai become stronger. Would you like to see it? You must have not seen Ayatsuji's Ichijoi that day. The Seven Star Sword Dance Festival is a good stage. Go there, Aya. Tsuji-senpai will replace her father and let you enjoy it."

Turning around, the Tibetan lowered his head slightly, letting his eyes look directly at Cao Shurui.

"Okay. Then I'm waiting with expectation. I don't know how to enjoy the waste of the fierce "Death Fight", but I don't deserve the identity of the daughter of "The Last Samurai". After all, even the title of "Swordsman" Not worthy."

"Relax. I will let her understand."

After hearing this, the Tibetan waved his hand casually and left without looking back.

PS: Thank you book friend [I’m not real] for the January ticket!

PS2: Otherwise, the update time in the future will default to night. Congdan's wrist has been swollen, and it is estimated that he will have to raise it for a few days.

Chapter 033

"I know. You guy, I'm afraid you have always wanted to watch the follow-up of that duel. Therefore, you will appear so foolish when facing an opponent like me who has no head. Otherwise, you should at least use it. Do your best? At the speed of your nerve reflex, if you can use the nine-headed dragon flash, I am afraid that it will be almost at the same time. But if this talent is so wasteful, you can't in this way."

Looking at the back of the Tibetan, Cao Shurui said flatly.

Cao Shurui's words, under the influence of magic power, accurately reached the ears of Tibetans who had walked two or three hundred meters.

"...Tsk. Unpleasant guy. Isn't your nervous reaction still above me? You can't hurt the opponent at all, where can it be called a fight?"

Cao Shurui couldn't hear the Tibetan whisper. However, he probably guessed it. Although Tibetans are like that, it is easier to understand because of this.

In fact, after this battle, Cao Shurui has gained a lot. If it hadn't been for the Tibetan fighting style, Cao Shurui hadn't really thought about fighting by speeding up his nerve response.

[If he has learned sword art, this battle might not be very easy to fight. 】

An opponent whose reaction speed is almost as fast as yours, and whose sword skills are still superb, and even the blade can be freely manipulated, is difficult to think about.

"So... are you the same as him?"

Ayatsuji Xuanze's voice pulled Cao Shurui's thoughts back.

"You guy! Are you a mean guy like him?!"

There was even a little cry in Xuanze's voice. Compared with the joy that his own dojo finally regained after two years, Cao Shurui recognized that the Tibetan incident had dealt a greater blow to Xuanse.

"Senior elder sister, you approve of the duel two years ago that those gangsters described, right?"

Cao Shurui turned around, looked at the weeping Xuanze seriously, and then spoke in a calm tone.

"……so what?"

"Then I have a question. At that time, did your father, who had the title of [The Last Samurai], really regretted his defeat?"

"Ah? What are you talking about? Of course!"

Xuanze couldn't help being angry. She never thought that Cao Shurui could actually say this after knowing what the Tibetans had done.

"It's all that guy's fault! If that guy doesn't show up, we can live happily! Dad won't lose consciousness, we won't lose the dojo, and the students will not be harmed! That guy is ruined We live happily! Of course he will feel sorry for Dad!"

She clasped her hands tightly to her chest, and Xuanze closed her eyes and shouted loudly.

And Cao Shurui, looking at Xuan Lai's eyes, became more and more pitiful.

"[This is my duel! Don't hinder me!]"

Cao Shurui roared at Xuanze, his voice almost roaring.

"!"

This roar directly knocked on the door of Xuanze's memory.

In my memory, the appearance of his father on the day of the duel overlapped with Cao Shurui in front of him.

She finally understood everything.