Peerless Genius System

Sholo scornfully swept the fellow swordsmiths around him and said coldly, “What if I have to go? ”

“Then we'll put you down together and hand it over to the police! ”

Wang Dayun coldly said, “Although I don't know what kind of kung fu you practiced, we are not your opponents alone, but all of us can drown you even with a bite of spit, let alone Master Qinghe, you definitely have no possibility of walking out the door of the swordhouse. ”

She held her chest up and was very confident.

“Why don't you try? ”

Sholo smiled, and his eyes were beating with two cold lights.

The cadets of these swordhouses stumbled in their hearts, some anxious to look at Guo Qinghe, the guy in front of him can't take a common sense, he has the internal strength that the master said, but he can also pick things apart. These have a fight with their master, so he couldn't pinch his mind, so he had to see what the attitude of the master's proud disciple Guo Qinghe was.

“Sholo, are you really gonna make me do this to you?” Guo Qing He Yin settled a face.

Sholo laughed and mocked: "Guo Qinghe, aren't you tired of being a gentleman pretending to look good all day long? You tried to teach me a lesson at the Jiangcheng party, but you didn't find a chance to make you suffer. Now that you have a chance, how can you let it go? But you and I don't seem to have any resentment. If there is, it's only your inflated self-esteem that makes you blame. Everyone in the class has to mix worse than you. You will treat people like friends. Otherwise, you are the enemy. Am I right? ”

When his heart was so thoroughly dissected by Sholo, Guo Qinghe felt as if he had been stripped naked and stood in front of everyone. He was angry, humiliated, and finally angry. He bit his teeth and cut them. “Bring my sword! ”

Wang Dayin nodded and hurried to get the sword. Soon, a Western sword was brought up.

It is a sword made of real steel, not a wooden knife. It is a sword capable of piercing human flesh. The sword is thin and 100 centimetres long. Under the illumination of the indoor incandescent lamp, a cold light is scattered. The tip of the sword is sharp. Once the human body is stabbed, a cave will surely appear.

Guo Qinghe pointed this western sword at Sholo and said harshly: “I'm going to ask you one last time, are you going to go or are you going to wait for the police to come and deal with this? ”

“Oh... with a real sword. ”

This sword completely cleared out the residue of the classmate friendship in Shorone's heart. Guo Qinghe has since ruled out the ranks of his classmates.

At this time, Su Xiaobei's little girl ran up and squeezed hard in front of Sholo. She cried to the people around her with tears: “Auntie, don't hurt my father. I apologize to you. It's my fault. I shouldn't be running around here. ”

Her voice was naive, her mind was so much higher than her age, she saw so many people surrounded by Sholo, she knew what was going to happen, and she was worried about Sholo.

“Little girl, you're all right here. Go away!” Wang Dayun warned coldly.

“No, my dad...”

“Don't worry, I'm fine, they can't do anything about Dad. ”

Sholo drowned and touched her head melon, then gently wiped away a few tears from the corner of her eyes. The little girl cared for him and made him love her more and more. This feeling was like a real father and daughter.

This can make the cadets around these swordhouses look blue and purple for a while. How dare you underestimate them?

“Su Chanye, come and take Xiaobei to the side.” Sholo shouted at Su Chanye, who was stunned aside.

“Oh, good. ”

Su Chanye nodded and subconsciously complied. He walked up to lift Su Xiaobei and squeezed the crowd to the side.

As soon as Su Xiaobei left, Sholo's breath suddenly became forest, like a demon who had broken free from its bondage and exposed its brutal side to others.

Lift your head and smile coldly: "Guo Qinghe, let's go. ”

Eyes filled with provocative light.

Guo Qinghe was really angry. At this point, he no longer had to disguise himself. He drank: "Let's go together and give him an ambush to the police! ”

But no one rushed in for the first time, after all, Sholoh's heart was so spicy and the strength he showed was deeply deterring to them.

Wang Dayun, expressing his admiration, shouted and took the lead in rushing up to Sholo.

“Shaw, our sword house is not where you can go! ”

She lifted the wooden knife and smashed it from high into Sholo's head.

Sholo's nose hummed softly, I didn't even think about it, one hand shot out, the palm didn't really touch Wang Da Yun's body, but the palm power had reached her in two pieces, the wooden knife in Wang Da Yun's hand was broken into two pieces, the whole person was like a fierce collision, flying out uncontrolled backwards, back against the ground to stop three or four meters before stopping, qi and blood surged, a bite of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

Hiss...

Everyone sucked in the cool air, but it never occurred to me that a pretty woman like Sholo could do such a heavy job on Wang Da Yun.

Wang Dayun couldn't believe it. With her eyes wide open, she looked at Sholo with horror, anger and shame. She thought that with her beauty, even if she was invincible, Sholo would be somewhat merciful, but the opposite was true.

“Don't look. Let's go together. Didn't you say you were going to hand me over to the police? Stand still and you can ambush me?” Sholo scoffed coldly.

Sword Hall cadets looked at each other, then Qi Qi yelled and pounced at Sholo. They each handled a wooden knife and applied the swordsmanship learned at the Sword Hall in action. They firmly believed that so many people could defeat Sholo.

Sholoh punched up with his bare hands, like a tiger breaking into a flock of sheep, more sheep, only for slaughter.

One after another, the cadets were knocked down, or covered in their stomachs, or covered in their chests, or moaned in pain with their thighs, so that within three minutes the dragons were shot down eighteen palms, and the remaining five or six screamed and brushed backwards and threw out heavy blows, each spitting blood in his mouth.

Guo Qinghe was the last one, he finally seized the opportunity, in Sholo to fly five or six people in the moment, he used the swordsmanship of his life to the ultimate, human sword into one, like a cold light across the space.

“Buzz ~”

The Western sword pierced the air, emitted a sword like lightning, sharp sword tip in an unparalleled force, and stabbed Sholo's chest, when it was really fast, accurate, and harsh!

Sholoh scornfully smiled, his right hand raised, his inner strength concentrated on his index finger and middle finger, his two fingers clicked upwards, only listened to a crisp clanging sound, the Western sword stopped, the sword part was stuck dead by Sholoh's finger, no more stabbing forward for half a minute.

Guo Qinghe's eyes suddenly burst, a cold sweat instantly appeared, incredibly looking at the scene in front of him, he... he actually held his sword with two fingers?

How is that possible?