Chapter 77 This is a family heirloom sword, not a spiritual weapon
"Punch me, you weakling."
Jiang Li pointed to his chest and smiled warmly.
Those who didn't know better thought that he and these people were old friends whom he hadn't seen for many years. Who would have thought that he would say such adrenaline-boosting words with such an expression.
"What did you say?!"
As expected, the follower was irritated, and he made a fist and swung it at Jiang Li's head.
Hit someone in the face, fuck!
Jiang Li originally planned to do nothing and receive a punch from him on purpose, but in the end, this guy actually punched him in the face.
With the medical-type Swordsman around, minor injuries such as disfigurement can be easily recovered. He doesn't even need a regeneration chamber, so the rich woman won't lose interest in him.
But I don’t want to lose face?
"duang~!"
Mohawk punched me.
Then there was a clanging sound of hitting the iron plate, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and his fists were shaking.
"Ouch——"
"Ahhhh! It hurts!"
Before he could howl out, the pretty boy opposite him suddenly fell on his back and screamed like a slaughtered pig.
He couldn't help but be stunned.
Seeing him scream so miserably, he couldn't help but start to wonder if his fist was really so powerful.
Before he could have such questions, the pretty boy stood up as if he had completed the process.
"Bang!"
An extremely concealed blow struck him.
Before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground.
The entire restaurant was in an uproar.
"You guy!"
"Dare you attack us?"
"Teach him a lesson!"
More than a dozen followers nearby swarmed up.
The man with shark teeth stood at the back, his face was indifferent, and he only stared straight at this side.
Jiang Li's eyes swept across the surrounding area.
He deliberately stood at the entrance of the passage.
There are only three people at most who can reach him at the same time.
"Bring~!"
The bright silver sword was swung out by him.
"Ah!"
"Ouch!"
"What?"
Jiang Li slashed with the back of his sword, and the swing of the sword was very small.
This is not because I want to be merciful, but because I want to use the blunt weapon on the back of the knife to attack.
The first follower who rushed up was hit in the face with the back of a knife, knocking out two back molars. At the same time, his body seemed to fall uncontrollably towards the classmate next to him, and both of them screamed and fell to the ground. The third person just wanted to rush forward, but his lower body was extremely unstable. Instead, he accidentally tripped over the two bodies and fell to the ground. The three of them were stacked on top of each other.
This passage is very narrow, and if you are not careful, you may pile up Arhats.
"This..."
"Is he very strong?"
The road was blocked by three people, and the seven or eight people behind them suddenly didn't know what to do. They were frightened by Jiang Li's knife and knocked them down, so they all hesitated to move forward.
"Back off."
At this moment, the shark-toothed man at the back finally spoke up, letting the hesitant followers heave a sigh of relief.
"Ha, I didn't expect to meet such a swordsman here."
The man had an unruly tone, but his tone was very happy.
"You defeated three people with one sword. This is the first time I've seen such a swordsman. You have a different strength from your appearance. Isn't this exciting?"
The man walked over with a friendly smile and extended his hand to Jiang Li.
"Let me meet you, my name is Kurashiki Kuroto, a third-year student at Tanlang Academy."
"Nanxiang Jiangli, a first-year student at Pojun Academy."
Jiang Li watched him approach, changed the cloth spirit knife to his left hand, and reached out to hold it in a friendly manner.
"——Chase the enemy, Orochimaru!"
While the two of them held their hands together.
The man grinned with ferocious shark teeth and raised his left hand with a ferocious expression, causing his spiritual equipment, the White Bone Odachi, to suddenly appear in his hand.
It was a bone blade with distinct joints. The whole body was as white as lime, and there were sharp spikes protruding from between each joint. A cut with the knife would definitely make people bleed like rivers. It looked extremely terrifying.
He wielded the Bone Blade with his left hand and slashed at Jiang Li's neck with an unexpected speed and no chance of reaction.
If this knife were struck in the form of a real image, it would be enough to cut off Jiang Li's neck.
But he is fast.
Someone is faster than him.
Before he appeared and waved his spiritual equipment, Jiang Li had already raised his left hand.
Turn your palms.
"Click!"
The ferocious smile on the man's face suddenly stopped.
The White Bone Odachi he swung out was stuck in the air.
The bright silver long knife's blade pointed upward, and the sharp tip was stuck on the jaw of his spiritual equipment, causing his slashing to be blocked in the process.
So fast!
So accurate!
Swinging the sword with his unaccustomed left hand will definitely not give full play to his strength, and because of the thick blade of his white bone blade, it is indeed easy for someone to grab the joint.
But like this guy, there has never been anyone who can grasp the timing of drawing a knife in a sneak attack and position the tip of the knife on the lever where he uses his force.
Moreover, the point of the tip of this guy's knife is very clever. It is not stuck on the joint, but on the jaw of the knife, which will undoubtedly maximize the dispersion of his power.
In other words, a weak arm supports a strong arm.
This guy is very interesting!
"Wow! You actually carried out a sneak attack, you really have no martial ethics!"
The guy looked frightened and frightened.
Hum.
What are you putting here?
How could you be frightened if you could react to his sneak attack and even make such a powerful counterattack?
But he was in a very happy mood now, so he didn't care about such a trivial matter and started talking instead.
"Hey, your name is Nanxiang Jiangli, right? Come and fight with me! It will be a real battle with swords and guns. Whoever dies first loses!"
There was fanaticism in his eyes.
The white-bone sword was pointed straight at Jiang Li, and he issued an invitation to fight to the death.
In his opinion, this guy will not refuse, because he is undoubtedly a real swordsman!
"I refuse, I am a good student."
But the other party rejected his invitation without hesitation, which made him lose all his momentum.
"...It's obvious that the spiritual equipment has appeared a long time ago, and it was you who took the initiative to provoke me. What are you talking about here?"
"How can you spit on someone?"
Jiang Li looked dissatisfied and vowed to raise the cloth spirit knife in his hand.
"I was obviously talking to you calmly, but you were the ones who attacked me first. I was forced to take out the family heirloom sword for self-defense - it was a family heirloom sword, not some spiritual weapon."
Kurashiki's cheeks twitched, feeling a little cramped.
"If you don't believe it, I have a video to prove it!"
Jiang Li turned his head confidently.
The rich woman on the other side was holding a student handbook and recording the video quietly in the corner behind the passage.
The atmosphere in the venue was a little stagnant for a while.
Jiang Li confronted Kurashiki Tibetan from the front. The rich woman on the other side held up the student handbook and silently recorded the video. The other greedy wolf students were obviously at a loss. Ayatsuji Ayase stood at the end.