Chapter 78 ??This Is a Family Heirloom Sword, Not a Spiritual Outfit

Chapter 78 This is a family heirloom sword, not a spiritual outfit

"Come and punch me, weakling."

Jiang Li pointed to his chest, smiling warmly.

Those who didn't know thought that he and these people were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. Who would have thought that he would use such an expression to say such adrenaline-inducing words.

"What did you say?!"

The servant was irritated as expected, he clenched his fist and swung towards Jiang Li's head.

Slap people in the face, wow!

Jiang Li originally planned to do nothing, and deliberately took a punch from him, but the guy actually punched him in the face.

With a knife cutter from the medical department, minor injuries such as disfigurement can be recovered easily, and there is no need for a regeneration cabin, so the rich woman will not lose interest in him.

But I don't want to lose face?

"Duang~!"

Moxie punched him.

Then there was a clanging sound of hitting the iron plate, and his face instantly turned a liver color, and his fists were trembling.

"Aw--"

"Ahhh! It hurts!"

Before he could howl, the little boy on the opposite side suddenly fell on his back, screaming like a pig being killed.

He couldn't help but froze.

Seeing him screaming so badly, he couldn't help but began to wonder if his fists were really so powerful.

Before he had such a question, the little boy stood up abruptly, as if he had finished the procedure.

"boom!"

An extremely concealed blow landed on him.

Before he could react, he fell to the ground.

There was an uproar in the whole restaurant.

"You bastard!"

"Dare to attack us?"

"Teach him a lesson!"

More than a dozen attendants at the side swarmed up.

The shark-toothed man 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 at most three people who can reach him at the same time.

"Bling~!"

The bright silver Tai Dao was swung out by him casually.

"ah!"

"Aw!"

"What?"

Jiang Li slashed out with the back of the knife, and the swing of the knife was very small.

This is not because he wants to be merciful, but because he wants to use the blunt weapon on the back of the knife to make moves.

The first follower who rushed up was hit on the face with the back of a knife, knocking out two back molars, and at the same time, his body seemed to fall uncontrollably towards the classmate next to him, and the two of them fell to the ground screaming.

The third person just wanted to rush up, but his foot was extremely unstable, and he was accidentally tripped by the bodies of the two and fell to the ground, and the three of them were stacked on top of each other.

This passage is very narrow, and arhats may be stacked if you don't pay attention.

"this……"

"Is he very strong?"

The road was blocked by three people, and the seven or eight people in the back immediately didn't know what to do, and they were frightened by Jiang Li's knife hitting the three of them, so they all hesitated.

"Back off."

Only then did the shark-toothed man at the back finally speak out, which relieved the hesitant followers.

"Ha, I didn't expect to meet such a swordsman here."

The man spoke in a rebellious tone, but his tone was very happy.

"Three people were leveled with one sword. This is the first time I have seen such a swordsman. You are so tough that you look different from your appearance. Isn't this exciting?"

The man walked over with a friendly smile and extended his hand to Jiang Li.

"Get to know me, my name is Kurashiki Tibetan, a third-year student at Tanlang Academy."

"Nanxiang Jiangli, a first-year student at Pojun Academy."

Watching him approaching, Jiang Li switched the Bulling Knife to his left hand, and reached out to shake it very friendly.

"—Chasing and killing the enemy, Orochimaru!"

While the two held hands together.

The man grinned ferociously with shark teeth, raised his left hand with a ferocious expression, and his spiritual outfit, the White Bone Odachi, suddenly appeared in his hand.

It was a bone blade with distinct joints, the whole body was as pale as lime, and there were sharp thorns protruding from each joint. It would definitely make people bleed like rivers when cut with a knife, and it looked extremely terrifying.

He swung the Bone Blade with his left hand, and slashed towards Jiang Li's neck with unexpected speed and no chance of reaction.

If this knife was cut in the form of a real image, it would be enough to cut off Jiang Li's neck with one knife.

But he is fast.

Someone is faster than him.

Jiang Li raised his left hand before he waved his manifested spiritual outfit.

Turn your palms over.

"Crack!"

The ferocious smile on the man's face froze for a moment.

The Bone Otachi he swung out was stuck in the air forcibly.

The bright silver long blade was facing upwards, and the sharp tip was stuck on the jaw of his spiritual outfit, causing his slashing to be stuck on the way.

So fast!

So accurate!

Swinging the saber 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 people to grasp the joints.

But like this guy, there has never been a person who can grasp the timing of the knife in the case of his sneak attack, and set the tip of the knife on the lever of his force.

Moreover, the tip of this guy's knife landed very cleverly, it was not stuck on the joints, but on the jaw of the knife, which would undoubtedly disperse his strength to the greatest extent.

In other words, the strong arm is supported by the weak arm.

This guy is very interesting!

"Wow! You actually engage in a sneak attack, you really have no martial arts!"

The guy showed a frightened look, with lingering fear on his face.

snort.

What are you putting on here?

To be able to react to his sneak attack, and even make such a powerful counterattack, how could he be frightened.

But he was in a very happy mood now, so he didn't care about such trivial matters, and started talking instead.

"Hey, your name is Nanxiang Jiangli, right? Fight me! It's a real fight, whoever dies first loses!"

There was madness in his eyes.

The white bone sword pointed straight at Jiang Li, and 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'm a three-good student."

But the other party rejected his invitation without any hesitation, which made him vent his momentum.

"...The spiritual outfit appeared early tomorrow, and you provoked it on your own initiative. What are you still talking about here?"

"How can you spout blood?"

With a dissatisfied face, Jiang Li raised the Bu Lingdao in his hand solemnly.

"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 to defend myself—this is the family-heirloom sword, not some spiritual outfit."

The Kurashiki Tibetan's cheeks twitched, feeling a bit stuck in Bengbu.

"If you don't believe me, I have a video to testify!"

Jiang Li turned his head confidently.

The rich woman on the other side was holding a student handbook, quietly recording a video in the corner behind the passage.

The atmosphere in the field was a little stagnant for a while.

Jiang Li confronted the Tibetans in Kurashiki from the front, while the rich lady on the other side held the student handbook and silently recorded the video, the other Tanlang students became obviously at a loss, and Ayatsuji Ayase stood at the end.