On the roof of the teaching building of the Ninth Martial Arts School, Yao Li looked at Wu Tian in panic, especially because the chill in his throat made his body tremble unconsciously.

The cold light of the sword tip made Yao Li's reason gradually disappear, and Wu Tian said coldly: "What on earth do you want to do?"

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the other party's pants were actually a little wet.

Death was so close, even though he knew that Wu Tian could not do anything, the fear of death still lingered in his heart.

This made Wu Tian a little overwhelmed. At the critical moment, the man who knew everything inside reminded him: "Boy, withdraw your sword."

After hearing this, Wu Tian took back the sword in his hand and looked at the other person slumped on the roof, not as calm as before.

Yao Li panted and shook his neck from time to time. After all, if Wu Tian was not careful just now, he might have died on the roof.

Yao Li, who had regained his senses, raised his head and stared at Wu Tian, ​​like a fierce tiger rising up, his fists were full of energy and he rushed towards Wu Tian.

Faced with the violent punches, Wu Tian waved the long sword in his hand very calmly. Maybe he had a shadow of the long sword, and Yao Li always had some concerns when he swung his fists.

The other party was timid, but Wu Tian let go completely. After all, he was scolded so badly yesterday, and it was just the right time for him to release the depression in his heart.

Even if the opponent is a martial arts student with the third level of acquired skills, how can he still not dare to attack at will in the face of a long sword.

The elders within Wu Tianzhi also took the opportunity to promote the benefits of kendo.

"Look, the sword is flying across the air, and the opponent doesn't dare to move at all. Seeing how cowardly he is, do you still want to practice horizontally?"

Wu Tian didn't want to answer the uncle's question, because in his heart Heng Lian was still the strongest, and he just had the convenience of the weapon. This was not a fair duel.

Fortunately, he didn't say these words, otherwise the uncle would probably beat him again.

On the contrary, the situation on the field has changed again.

Yao Li mustered up all his strength and punched three steps away. Wu Tian, ​​sensing something was wrong, hurriedly put the sword in his hand across his chest.

A huge force in the air knocked him away, and Yao Li on the other side gasped continuously.

His punches were only a small success, and the chance of hitting a target was very low, but this time he succeeded.

After taking several steps back, Wu Tian finally regained his balance. Looking at Yao Li not far away, Wu Tian showed an envious look. He once wanted to play *** himself.

Yao Li was puzzled when he found Wu Tian looking straight at him, especially the bright eyes, until the wind from the rooftop blew across his legs.

Yao Li, who was in a boxing stance, quickly closed his legs, ignoring the restless energy and blood in his body. Yao Li thought Wu Tian was humiliating himself, so he lost his mind a little.

Xu Zhiyuan kept shaking his head at his performance. Thinking of the joint entrance examination in the near future, it seemed that it was necessary to provide psychological counseling to all students recently.

So what kind of performance will you have? Xu Zhiyuan looked at Wu Tian expectantly.

Facing an angry acquired third level, most people would definitely stay away, and Wu Tian naturally thought so too.

However, the man with deep knowledge said: "Boy, this is a good opportunity. He has lost his normal mind. As long as you seize the opportunity, you can defeat him."

"Uncle, please stop making trouble, he will be even stronger at the third level the day after tomorrow than he was yesterday."

At this moment, Yao Li's offensive was approaching, and Wu Tian was about to retreat.

"If you dare to retreat, we will break up!"

So in Xu Zhiyuan's surprised eyes, Wu Tian waved his long sword, and the two people moved around on the roof.

Every time Wu Tian makes a move, he has an uncle to guide him, and it is precisely in this way that he can remain undefeated in the violent punches.

"Isn't it just an acquired third level? What's there to be afraid of? Find out his punching path and draw the sword!"

The sword mark on his eyebrows shone quietly, and Wu Tian gradually caught the rhythm of Yao Li's punches.

In addition, his breathing is also changing, which also makes the restless Qi and blood gradually become more peaceful.

In the eyes of others, Wu Tian is like walking on a tightrope at high altitude. If he is not careful, he may fall to the bottom.

But this performance was so eye-catching. Song Qing in the corridor hurried to the roof after hearing the sound of breaking through the air. When she was about to intervene after seeing the two fighting, Xu Zhiyuan descended from the sky to stop her action.

"Principal, you..."

In response to Song Qing's question, Xu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Let's see, nothing will happen if I am here."

While speaking, Wu Tian seized the opportunity to switch from defense to offense. Yao Li was very hesitant to punch because he was worried about the edge of the long sword.

The key is that every time he wanted to punch, he found a sword lying there. At first, he didn't take it seriously, but as the number of times increased, Yao Li finally panicked.

On the contrary, Wu Tian's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his understanding of basic swordsmanship deepened again.

Breathing drives qi and blood, qi and blood affects inner breath, and inner breath drives sword skills.

The moment the three synchronized, Wu Tian locked onto Yao Li.

Basic swordsmanship·stabbing sword!

The air was torn apart, the long sword drove straight into Yao Li's middle gate, and the sound of the sword resounded through the roof.

Everything was the same as before, but the process was different. This time the other party defeated him openly.

But at this moment, Yao Li suddenly felt some pain in his throat. He subconsciously reached out and touched it. Seeing the blood on his finger, Yao Li fainted.

"Put the sword away!"

Wu Tian looked at Xu Zhiyuan not far away in surprise, who was squatting there to check the injury on Yao Li's throat.

The wound was very small, and it might have penetrated the entire throat if Wu Tian had kept his hands.

Xu Zhiyuan turned around and said, "Teacher Song, send him to the infirmary."

Thinking it was a serious injury, Song Qing hurriedly turned his energy away and took Yao Li away.

Only Xu Zhiyuan and Wu Tian were left on the roof. After staring at Wu Tian for a while, Xu Zhiyuan said coldly: "You are so brave. You dare to have a private fight in school. Do you want to be expelled?"

Wu Tian wanted to explain, but the sword strike just now consumed almost all his energy and energy.

Xu Zhiyuan, who noticed something strange, also came to Wu Tian and checked his pulse carefully. Wu Tian also completely lost consciousness at this time.

When he woke up again and found himself lying in the bathtub, was everything just a dream?

Wu Tian came out of the bathroom and walked around the house openly, but at this moment Song Qing came out of the kitchen.

The two looked at each other, Wu Tianze was wondering why the other person was here, and Song Qing was admiring Wu Tian's muscle lines.

Following the other person's eyes, Wu Tian lowered his head and couldn't help but let out a scream.

Song Qing burst out laughing at his reaction. She stopped when she saw Wu Tian running upstairs in embarrassment. When she returned to the kitchen, she picked up the water glass and drank several gulps.

In the room, Wu Tian said to himself while changing clothes: "How did she get in?"

After thinking of something, he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, uncle."

After the long sword appeared in the air, he said unhappily: "What are you doing!"

Regarding Wu Tian's question, the uncle did not answer but asked him to ask Song Qing downstairs.

After saying that, he disappeared in front of Wu Tian. Wu Tian was also helpless because he was the uncle. When he went downstairs, he saw Song Qing sitting on the sofa very seriously.

"Classmate Wu Tian, ​​maybe you don't remember much about what happened yesterday. Let me explain briefly."

It turns out that she sent her back when she fainted yesterday. That's not right. How could the guard let her in without her permission?

Song Qing did not explain the problem but asked seriously: "Classmate Wu Tian, ​​please explain why you took the sword to the roof yesterday?"

After hearing this, Wu Tian asked: "Is he okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a skin injury that was healed quickly, but do you know the seriousness of this matter? As a martial arts student, he actually had a private fight, which is a serious violation of school rules."

Wu Tian couldn't help but panic when he heard this. He had temporarily given up training in Henglian in order to stay in the martial arts school. If he was expelled because of this incident, all his efforts these days would be in vain.

Seeing the panic on his face, Song Qing immediately spoke again: "Don't worry, the principal has not expelled you, because the joint entrance examination is about to take place, and you are all high school martial arts students, so the principal has specially exempted you."

"You can't show up at the martial arts school before the joint entrance examination."

Taking the punishment document from her hand, Wu Tian breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the seal on it.

Song Qing wanted to ask about this villa, but after thinking for a long time she still didn't ask, so she had no choice but to stand up and leave.
Chapter completed!