Rebirth Game Tycoon

As soon as the man in the silver uniform appeared, Kanhachiro was taken aback for a moment, and then he stopped, his eyes showing disbelief.

"Matsu, the teacher of Matsushita Junior College, you... are you finally willing to accept me?" Kanhachiro was shocked, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

In fact, after hitting He Bu's light pattern cut just now, he dispelled most of the borrowed power, and the consciousness of falling into madness became more than half sober, so he knew the appearance of the person in front of him.

The man in the silver uniform was expressionless, his back turned to He Bu, and he looked straight at Kanhachiro.

"Do you want to enter Songzheng School that way?" the man in the silver uniform asked in a deep voice.

Kanhachiro showed admiration and excitement on his face. He staggered two steps forward, lowered his head respectfully, and cautiously said: "Yes, that is my lifelong pursuit and glory!"

"So, do you also want to get a Songtao medal?" The man in the silver uniform stretched out his hand and pressed it on the medal on his chest, and then smiled in a slightly mocking tone.

When Kanhachiro heard the three words Matsutoaki, his whole body was shocked again, with a fascinating expression on his face, and he muttered: "Yes, teacher! I am willing to pay my life for it."

Before he finished his words, the leisurely fascinating and happy expression on Kanhachiro's face had not yet receded. The man in the silver uniform raised his hand and slapped his hand. Face.

This slap was so heavy that he directly drew the seriously injured Kanhachiro into the air, whirled in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Afterwards, everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, that the man in the silver uniform had disappeared from the place, and then suddenly appeared in front of Kanhachiro.

boom!A boot stomped on Kenhachiro's face, and the heavy force cracked the rock slab on the duel stage. Kanhachiro's head was almost stepped on the ground, and the scene was really horrible.

"If you lose a waste like you, you still want to enter the Songzheng School? Since your brain is broken, just disappear completely!" The silver-clothed man grinned and trampled on Kanhachiro's head vigorously. , Stepped loudly.

This scene is too cruel, too cruel!

Compared to the physical torture, it was obvious that the silver-clad man's ill-spoken words were the last straw to defeat Kanhachiro.

His vitality is rapidly weakening, and his previous unyielding spirit is also gone. The obsession in his heart is crushed by the person he admires most. He has lost his desire to survive.

He Yueyingzi and others in the audience were all sorrowful and angry, but they dared not speak, and useless tears came from their eyes, but they did not dare to make a blocking sound in their throats.

Because they all know that the man in silver on the stage is an authentic Songzheng school teacher, and one of their lifelong goals for these martial arts masters.

Songzhengju was founded 600 years ago in the Showa era. It was the highest martial arts academy in the Eastern Kingdom. Even the most powerful daimyo at the time had to dismount and bow down in front of the gate of Songzhengju, as a disciple.

For six hundred years, the true elite of the Oriental Kingdom have all come from this. Every generation has talented and brilliant characters that have been cultivated, and they are the leaders of all walks of life, and it is the Toyo Takeshi who can become the teacher of Matsushita Junior College. The ultimate goal.

Kanhachiro wanted to be such a person even in his dreams, so after being scolded by the silver-clothed man, his fighting spirit disappeared and he almost had a nervous breakdown.

Just when the elites of Dongda's community were pressed by the silver-clothed men so that they could not even lift their heads, a sharp blade of light suddenly rose, like a lightning that slashed through the dark clouds, and pierced the sky and killed the silver-clothed. Human back.

It's He Bu, he couldn't help but shoot!

He Bu doesn't like Kanhachiro's opponent, but he even hates the man who tramples Kanhachiro's obsession on the ground!

Moreover, this is his battle, he does not allow anyone to disturb, even if the opponent's strength is strong!

Dao Jin broke through the air and cut the silver-clothed man's back in an instant.

However, the silver-clothed man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, without turning his head back, he swiped his backhand directly, his movements were gentle at any time, as if he had wiped off the dust on his body.

He Bu's Slashing Knife was scattered by the palm of the opponent, and there was no power at all.

The audience was shocked. Everyone was shocked by the courage of the young He Bu, but he actually dared to shoot at the people from Songzheng School, and was even more shocked by the silver-clothed man's tactics.

You know, He Bu's swordsmanship is so powerful and the swordsmanship is so powerful that everyone has already seen it just now, but to the silver-clothed man, his attack is not even a baby's attack, so the understatement will be resolved. The opponent didn't even look back, and didn't treat him as an opponent at all.

"Trash, did you lose to this kind of influential little crap?" The silver-clothed man sneered at Kanhachiro at his feet without looking back.

He Bu gritted his teeth fiercely and strode towards the silver-clothed man, shouting as he rushed, "Let go of him!"

Seeing that the Chinese teenager was so righteous, the students of East University in the audience were dumbfounded and felt ashamed.

Kanhachiro is the president of Todai Budo, but no one in Toda dared to stop the evil deeds of the silver-clothed man. On the contrary, it was his enemy. This young Chinese boy acted bravely and stood up for him. This scene really made Todai. How can the warriors feel so good?

He Bu rushed to the back of the silver-clothed man in a few steps. Although he didn't have a knife in his hand, he didn't know how to use a knife. He clenched his fist and slammed his fist against the silver-clothed man's back.

Almost at the same time, Wei Xiaoxing jumped onto the duel stage again and strode towards the silver-clothed man.

He wants to support his good brother He Bu. The two boys have agreed. If He Bu does not have a knife in his hand, Wei Xiaoxing will be his knife!

The fist wind struck, and the silver-clothed man did not move. Suddenly the hem of his shirt bulged, and the corners of his shirt fluttered towards He Bu's arm like a knife.

This cut is not only weird and difficult to prevent, but also extremely fast. The corners of the infuriating clothes are no different from the real swords and axes. If they are cut by the corners of the opponent's clothes, He Bu's arms will be hard to protect.

In this moment, He Bu suddenly yelled, his fist remained unchanged, and he still hit the back of the opponent's waistcoat, but the light pattern on his forehead suddenly appeared, and the whole person was like a god only descended into the world.

clang!The corner of the silver-clothed man's clothes hit He Bu's forearm, but there was a sound of gold and iron clinking between the two, as if metal swords were slashing together.

The sleeves of He Bu's left arm were broken, and the rags were flying around like butterflies. His entire arm showed a bronze complexion, like cast iron, as solid as a rock.

After holding all of this, He Bu's fist finally reached the back of the silver-clothed man, and he was about to energize, but found that Yihua had lost the silver-clothed man's trace.

At this time, there was a sound of exclamation from the field.

Because the speed of the silver-clothed man is so fast that the human retina can no longer capture his movements, unless he stops moving at high speed, in the eyes of most people, he seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the silver-clothed man appeared behind He Bu and stretched out his clutches.

At this moment, Wei Xiaoxing was still ten paces away. He opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were full of horror, because he knew that he could not catch up, and even if he did, it was mostly useless.

That silver-clothed man is so powerful!Stronger than ever before!Is this the true strength of Songzhengju?

Suddenly, the smirk on the silver-clothed man's face solidified on the spot. He originally intended to slap He Bu's neck with a palm he wanted to slap to death on the spot of this young man who dared to shoot himself. Get rid of this promising Chinese teenager.

However, he suddenly found that his arm was stiff and motionless, as if he had lost consciousness in an instant, let alone slapped someone to death, he couldn't even move a little finger.

In an instant, the silver-clothed man's complexion changed drastically, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks.

"I am the teacher of Matsushita Junior High School, who would dare to plot against me?" The silver-clothed man yelled subconsciously.

His yelling sounded vicious on the surface. He once again declared his family, but when he listened carefully, he was obviously timid. His strength could not hold the scene, so he had to use the name of the organization to boost his courage.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, wondering what happened. Why did this silver-clothed instructor suddenly say such a strange thing?

He Bu shook all over, he vaguely guessed what was going on, regardless of the silver-clothed man behind him, he dashed forward, and together with Wei Xiaoxing helped Kanhachiro up and sent it to the crowd. In front of East University students.

The silver-clothed man still stood there, motionless, but his complexion was hard to see the extreme.

At this time, the sharp-eyed person found with a horror that a strange bead was inlaid on the outside of the silver-clothed man's elbow, which looked very much like a grape.

But how could the grapes be inlaid on his arm?No grapes will grow on him.

Did someone throw it over?What a joke!Just now, even He Bu slashed over with such a violent knife, he couldn't cut the silver-clad man at all. How could someone use grapes to subdue him.

Just when everyone in the audience was uncertain, Lu Menglin finally got up slowly from the two big beauties, stretched out a big lazy waist, and then said with a smile, "You scolded my student as a chore. What kind of thing are you then? You are a teacher, and I am a teacher. How about we make gestures? If you can't kill you with a finger, I won't be named Lu!"

As soon as he said this, the whole audience was silent, and everyone looked at the man with a smirk as if dreaming.

No matter how stupid Cao Wen is, she knows that it was Teacher Lu who made the shot just now. Otherwise, how could that silver-clad man, who was as fierce and evil, stand still on the stage stupidly?

But she did not expect that Teacher Lu would appear in such a high-profile way. What does he want to do?Isn’t it true that you have chosen Songzhengjuku?