"This book is amazing!"

Ling Yun saw this wonderful treatment and subconsciously shouted out. Fortunately, everyone around him was attracted by this wonderful sparring, otherwise he would not be able to explain where he came from.

As soon as Fang Buchuan fell to the ground, Du Han raised his wooden sword and put it against his neck, declaring the winner of the first match.

"Pa bang bang -"

"Wonderful."

"Actually, Fang Buchuan's strength is quite good, but since the other party is the president, there's nothing he can do about it."

"It was close. If we had stabilized just now, we might have made a comeback."

...

Some comments from the onlookers occasionally reached the ears of the two of them. Of course, this is not something worth covering up. After all, if you are not as skilled as others, you are just as good as classmates. Only by constantly improving in the midst of failure can you achieve this.

It's a correct understanding. Although I don't know if Fang Buchuan knows this truth, he is not the kind of narrow-minded person.

Du Han stretched out his hand and pulled him up. After he stood up, he patted his butt without caring.

"Are you ready?"

Du Han retreated a few meters away, took up his stance, and waited for Fang Buchuan to be ready. Soon, the second round of competition officially began. This round was much faster than the previous one. Both of them seemed to be planning to speed up.

The battle was decided quickly. After several exchanges, Fang Buchuan began to feel tired, and it was obvious that he could not parry Du Han's moves. So he took advantage of the situation and made a small jump slash, suddenly ejected from a distance, and launched an attack like lightning.

Fang Buchuan seemed to be aware of it, but maybe because his body didn't react quickly enough, Du Han still cut his hand. So in this second game, he had no choice but to win.

Seeing that the competition was over, some of the onlookers dispersed with some lingering interest. After all, such an ornamental competition is rarely seen at close range, and other people in the Kendo Club did not have the confidence to be able to play such an exciting and ornamental match.

Sexual sparring match.

"It seems that there is really no problem with your condition..."

Fang Buchuan punched the wooden sword on the ground and said. He had lost two games in a row, but he still didn't take it to heart. He was just a little speechless. He didn't expect to sacrifice himself to cheer up Du Han, which made him feel that he was at a loss.

"Of course, I was just distracted before."

It seemed that Du Han didn't think too much and simply regarded this discussion as the result that Fang Buchuan actively wanted.

"Then I'll find someone else... Fighting with you would really be detrimental to my style."

Fang Buchuan said, and was about to walk to the other side. Although he didn't run away, he still felt like running away in despair. After all, his own strength is not weak. If he fights Du Han every time, he will be in the limelight.

It will be slowly robbed. And maybe his own strength, which is not weak, will be ignored by others.

"Okay."

Du Han didn't try to persuade him to stay. After all, his real purpose in coming here in the first place was to train other club members. But he didn't expect that he was distracted for no apparent reason. After regaining his energy, he began to watch and teach other club members.

As for Ling Yun, he had long since disappeared. In fact, when he saw the situation in the second game, he knew that the outcome was decided, so he quietly slipped away to avoid being discovered.

He sat at the door of the lounge not far away and looked around. Apart from the students shouting "noodles", there were also people practicing other basic skills. Ling Yun, who couldn't hold himself back, could only watch here. After all,

He was afraid of society and was still not good at facing the attention of so many people, so he planned to talk to the president Du Han alone.

Ling Yun walked into the lounge and observed secretly, waiting for the opportunity for President Du Han to "leave alone".

However, something strange was that he walked slowly in the corridor of the lounge, which was empty and silent. Any slight sound would be infinitely bounced in this corridor, and finally appear in the human eardrum with several times the loudness.

.The cold light, the deserted and quiet corridor, the endless reverberation of footsteps. All of this made Ling Yun feel as if he had known him before, and there was an unknown memory that was about to stir. I don’t know if it was in a dream or in the world.

in reality.

"Forehead...."

Ling Yun felt a little dizzy and his body felt a little uncomfortable. But he couldn't tell exactly how. He just felt that something had been blocked in certain parts of his body, making him breathless, and even talking felt very uncomfortable.

As he walked, he felt that his footsteps gradually became heavier, and the world seemed to suddenly start to shake. In Ling Yun's eyes, the walls of the surrounding corridors gradually twisted, surging like liquid. The ground also began to look strange.

When he got up, he felt as light as cotton when he stepped on it. Then Ling Yun began to have tinnitus. He couldn't hear any other sounds and couldn't think about what was happening. He looked forward and saw that Lounge No. 3 was a few steps away.

However, his feet gave way and he fell forward in a daze.

He wanted to stand up, but the ground became softer and softer. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not support his body. Ling Yun wanted to call for help, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked and he could no longer make a sound.

Ling Yun, who was getting tired, wanted to give up, although he still didn't understand what happened, and he didn't know whether he would die so suddenly.

But one thing he was pretty sure about was that it was the devil's fault. Even his dream in the morning and his frequent absence of consciousness today were all caused by it.

"Monster..."

Ling Yun finally uttered these two words softly in his mouth, and he felt a wave of tiredness instantly cover his brain. But he was still struggling, he was fighting against his tiredness. Ling Yun stretched out his hand and opened his mouth.

He opened his mouth and bit down hard. This trick seemed to be quite effective. The clear pain allowed Ling Yun to retain consciousness.

But soon, the pain gradually became blurred, and Ling Yun could no longer be stimulated by the pain. So he increased the intensity of his bite, but it had no effect. He still couldn't feel the pain. He had to continue

He increased his strength, and soon, the skin of Ling Yun's arm was bitten by him.

Fortunately, the blood stretched out from the skin and finally soaked into his mouth. The sense on the tip of the tongue was still there, and the rust-like taste lingered on the tip of the tongue, making Ling Yun's consciousness much clearer again. However, what Ling Yun did

Everything is just prolonging the time when he loses consciousness, and the effect is not very good after all.

After a while, his consciousness became confused again. This time, he felt that his masseter muscles had lost their strength. He took out his arm and found that the blood mark was nearly centimeters deep. This time, Ling Yun finally could not resist the feeling of fatigue.

Losing control of eyelids.

This feeling is very strange. It is obviously falling into the void, but it feels like there is a resistance resisting Ling Yun's continued fall.

But it didn't feel good. His chest was heavy and it was difficult to breathe. Even his ears seemed to be blocked by something light. A strange feeling was squeezed on his eardrums. No sound could be heard, only a deep feeling.

There was deep silence and inexplicable throbbing. This atmosphere was very familiar, and Ling Yun didn't feel panic at all.

"ah--"

Ling Yun remembered, it felt like sinking into the bottom of the sea. No matter how hard you struggled, you couldn't get out of it, it would only speed up your death.

So Ling Yun kept calm, relaxed his body, and wanted to see if he would float suddenly. But obviously, this was not in the deep sea, and it was not that he couldn't breathe at all, but he just had some difficulty breathing.

"These weird situations recently...are all caused by monsters..."

Ling Yun thought about the current situation, combined with all the weird memories from before, and concluded in his heart. But obviously, even if he found out, it would not help. He didn't know how to escape from this place. Maybe as long as the time is right, he would be able to do it naturally.

Wake up. But maybe, you have been locked into this wonderful world forever.

"Well...."

A dangerous idea suddenly flashed through Ling Yun's mind. Although he had determined never to use this thing again, facing the threat to his life, he had no choice but to break the previous restrictions. So Ling Yun concentrated and tried to condense energy on his fingertips.

Blood, using something that he once and still resists now.

However, the brain quickly cooled down, and the idea that came out of the brain was still blocked by reason. Ling Yun put down his hand and gave up the idea of ​​using it again.

"That is...?"

In order to find a breakthrough, he looked around the surrounding scenery. It was an infinite blue and white abyss mixed like the sky, but above Ling Yun's head, there was a black spherical object hanging. It was surrounded by pitch black

The vortex gradually expanded, slowly swallowing everything around it.

"It looks pretty bad."

Obviously, there is definitely something fishy hidden in the thing on top of his head. If he continues to let it go, it will most likely threaten Ling Yun himself. However, Ling Yun currently has no way to test it, and he can't even touch it.

However, Ling Yun had no intention of sitting still and waiting for death. He took off his shirt, rolled it up into a ball, and threw it towards the sphere. The clothes passed through the sphere, as if it had penetrated it, but it only penetrated. There was something like

A ball of air, empty, without any mystery.

The sphere was still the same pitch black, like a dark curtain living inside it. The vortex did not stop, it was still spinning, swallowing up the endless blue and white like an abyss.

"It doesn't work..."

Ling Yun murmured in a low voice, and immediately stared at the sphere for a long time, but still did not see any effect from the attack. Finally, he put away his gaze and focused his attention on other places around him, but without exception, they were all

It's a pale blue and white.

Ling Yun, who had hit a wall, seemed to have no choice but to sit back and wait for death. He waited silently, waiting for the whirlpool of black spheres to swallow up the entire area. Apart from this, he seemed to be unable to see any other possibility.

...

Suddenly losing the direction to move forward, Ling Yun stared blankly at the strange sphere in the "sky", which remained the same. Only the black vortex on the periphery was gradually expanding, eating away at the space bit by bit.

Although it is still some distance away from Ling Yun's location, it is only a matter of time.

Sooner or later, he may turn into a shadow just like the area above his head that has been swallowed up. Ling Yun thought about this and felt more and more powerless. He lamented that he had no ability to change the current situation and to save himself.

"You are no longer suitable to continue acting as a demon hunter, let's go."

"Isn't this what you have been looking forward to? Why are you unwilling to do it now?"

"Are you wondering why I know?"

"More than that, I also know that you now have strong anger and hatred."

"You want revenge, right?"

Those words, those words that made him completely separate from the demon hunter, echoed in his ears again. It was not the second or third time that he recalled it. In fact, he would recall these words many times.
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