Chapter 100 You Guys Should Stop It (23 for Recommendation Votes, Monthly Votes)

The campus was as quiet as a dead city, and the smoke was as thick as morning mist.

The doors of the church and the teaching building opened at the same time, and heavy combat boots stepped out at the same time.

Caesar was wearing a dark red combat uniform and holding a half-meter-long military hunting knife in his hand. The black blade was branded with golden patterns.

Chu Zihang was wearing a black combat uniform and holding a slender Japanese sword in his hand. The blade reflected the sunlight and was dazzling.

The two walked towards the parking lot. The sound of their footsteps made the atmosphere more depressing until they saw each other.

"I didn't expect that the person standing in front of me in the end was you."

Caesar took off the mask on his head, and his dazzling golden hair fell down, setting off a face like a Greek sculpture, and a slightly cold smile in his ice-blue eyes.

Chu Zihang also took off his mask. There was no emotion on his face, and the light in his eyes was as sharp as a sword.

"Do you want to see Bass? Or Jiang Shouyun?" Facing the pair of ice-blue eyes, Chu Zihang said indifferently, "No, I am enough."

The colder the person, the more he likes to use this tone of stating facts.

And Caesar just hates this kind of person the most. He looked at Chu Zihang with a slightly cold look in his eyes. He said nothing more and raised the hunting knife "Dictato" in his hand.

"Dictato" means "dictator" in ancient Rome, which is enough to prove the expectations of its owner.

And Chu Zihang also drew out the long sword "Murasame", accompanied by the clanging sound of the sword, pointing at Caesar from a distance.

"Murasame" should have been a demon sword that no longer exists in the world, but it frequently appears in Japanese games. It is said that the famous sword "Muramasa" will automatically become the demon sword "Murasame" after killing 1,000 people.

After killing, the sword will seep out of the rain to wash away the blood, but this is just a fiction in a script in the Edo period.

But now, such a demon sword really appeared.

At this moment, Caesar and Chu Zihang both had the same idea in their minds.

——Slap the face of the pretentious/arrogant person opposite.

The two shot out like sharp arrows, and the two blurred figures collided at a terrifying speed like two wrestling beasts!

Bang! Bang!

Caesar showed no mercy, and the hunting knife in his hand was tough and murderous, with the majesty of an emperor.

Chu Zihang also slashed with absolute will, and the long knife swept an arc, flashed through the light and collided with it in the air.

Ripples appeared between the two knives, and heavy pressure was felt.

"..." A solemn look flashed in the eyes of both of them.

Compared with Caesar, whose chest muscles were bigger than his head, Chu Zihang was ultimately at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

"You can't win by strength." Chu Zihang's eyes flickered, and the long knife shook with his wrist, and the little power was transmitted to Caesar's hunting knife.

This is a skill beyond speed and strength, turning the long sword into a lever, transferring the greatest force to the wrist of the sword holder.

And the opportunity chosen by Chu Zihang is the moment before Caesar exerts force!

Buzz!!

The two swords cut each other, sparks splashed and there was a loud bang, just like a copper spring being plucked, the metal buzzed, that was the vibration of the two swords.

In an instant, Caesar was like hitting a wall, his body couldn't help but lean back, and he staggered and took a few steps back.

And Chu Zihang also took a few steps back, the long sword in his hand was vibrating, shaking a blurred afterimage, using the vibration to eliminate the huge force.

"Troublesome guy." Caesar frowned, put away the contempt in his heart, and his expression became serious.

He moved his hands holding the handle of Dick Tuduo's sword to relieve the numbness caused by the shock.

In the first confrontation, both of them had an understanding of each other's strength.

Chu Zihang's strength lies in skills, while Caesar's strength lies in strength.

Moreover, the quality of "Dicrudo" and "Murasame Shinda" is almost the same, and the alchemy attainments of the two swords are extremely strong.

No one wasted time, and they stood up and immediately went to meet him.

The hunting knife "Dicrudo" was fierce and tough in Caesar's hand, while Chu Zihang's "Murasame" was like a ghost blending into the air.

It always flashed suddenly and made a fatal slash. Every time it was intercepted by "Dicrudo", it immediately withdrew and once again turned into an almost invisible virtual light at high speed.

The speed of both sides was comparable. In just a dozen seconds, they exchanged dozens of slashes.

With such high-speed and high-density sword swings, any small mistake would be fatal, but both sides used the sword combination perfectly.

A vague black figure, a vague crimson figure, the black shadow of Dikrudo, and the strong sunlight reflected by Murasame, mixed together and could not be disassembled.

The desperate fight between the two sides was as graceful as a dance performance, like a ballet dancer who had cooperated for ten years, stepping on the blade to dance a duet.

Clang! !

The vibration of Chu Zihang's knife became more and more intense, and Caesar concentrated on listening and did not dare to relax at all.

The kid in front of him was even more ruthless than him. He used the simplest and most effective killing knife. He would definitely not hold back when he started. A few moves almost forced him to death.

At this time, as long as there was a little mistake, it would be over.

At this moment, the blades of the two knives passed by, and bright sparks lit up, but the opponent's figure had disappeared.

Caesar's heart suddenly jumped, and he secretly said in his heart that it was bad.

This knife was just a feint!

"Compared with Jiang Shouyun." Chu Zihang's voice came, "You are really too weak."

In the blink of an eye, he dodged Caesar's hasty knife like a hyena, with a cold light flashing in his black pupils, and raised the long knife in his hand and chopped it down!

Chu Zihang's knife "Lion Manifestation" mercilessly chopped at his head.

A cold chill came over, which was the killing intent of killing several deadpools, making Caesar's heart tremble and his breathing stagnate.

But soon, the fear in his eyes turned into a violent look.

"Don't underestimate me, bastard!"

Accompanied by the sound of "click" bones breaking, "Dick Tudo" swung at a weird angle.

With the determination to die together, he chopped at Chu Zihang's shoulder!

Bang! !

But at this time, the sound of gunfire exploded, deafening.

A ball of red mist burst out from the long knife in Chu Zihang's hand, and the huge impact force deflected the direction of the knife, and it fell into the air with only a bang.

If he hadn't held it tightly, he would have been directly knocked away.

"Chen Motong!" Caesar's eyes flashed with shame and anger, and he tried to turn the falling hunting knife.

However, it was too late. This knife, which was used with all his strength, slashed directly at Chu Zihang's shoulder.

But the next second, a white figure suddenly appeared beside Caesar like a ghost, holding a red-haired figure in his hand like a chicken.

"You guys..." Jiang Shouyun's expression was angry, and he raised his right foot, "Stop it!"

This kick had no skills at all, just like a fight between gangsters, kicking Caesar's abdomen fiercely.

Bang! !

A huge sound came from the library in the distance.

When the remaining Lionheart Club and the Student Union looked back subconsciously.

But they saw a familiar figure smashing against the tree like a sandbag.

But then, a tall red-haired figure also flew over, and the delicate little face wrinkled in pain, and directly hit Caesar.

The tree was completely overwhelmed, making a crisp sound, breaking with a snap, and hitting the two people hard.

The campus suddenly became quiet, and the sun shone on the smoke, emitting a beautiful golden color.

"..." Looking at the poor mandarin ducks walking peacefully in the distance, Chu Zihang couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and fell down softly.

"Even if you praise me, it's useless." Jiang Shouyun retracted his hand knife and slowly exhaled, "Why do you want to be so careless?"