Xiao Luo glanced contemptuously at the students around him and said coldly, "What if I have to go?"
"Then we will subdue you together and hand you over to the police!"
Wang Tanyun said coldly, "Although I don't know what kind of evil martial arts you have practiced, and we are not your opponents alone, but all of us together can drown you. What's more, Brother Qinghe is here. You will never be able to walk out of the gate of the Kendo Hall."
She was very confident with her chest out.
"Do you want to try?"
Xiao Luo smiled playfully, and two cold lights flickered in his eyes.
The hearts of the students of the Kendo Hall thumped, and they looked at Guo Qinghe uneasily. The guy in front of them could not be judged by common sense. He had the internal force that their master had mentioned, and he could also take things out of thin air. These were all comparable to their master, so they could not make up their minds. They could only look at the attitude of their master's proud disciple, Guo Qinghe.
"Xiao Luo, do you really want to force me to do something to you?" Guo Qinghe said with a gloomy face.
Xiao Luo laughed and mocked, "Guo Qinghe, aren't you tired of pretending to be a gentleman all day long? You wanted to teach me a lesson at the party in Jiang City, but you didn't find a chance to make things difficult for me at that time. Now that the opportunity has come, how can you let it go? But I don't seem to have any enmity with you. If there is, it can only be your inflated self-esteem. Everyone in the class has to be more miserable than you for you to treat them as friends. Otherwise, they are your enemies. Am I right? "
When his heart was analyzed so thoroughly by Xiao Luo, Guo Qinghe felt as if he had been stripped naked and stood in front of everyone. He was angry, humiliated, and finally angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Bring me my sword!"
Wang Tanyun nodded and hurried to get the sword. Not long after, a western sword was brought up.
It was a sword made of real steel, not a wooden knife. It was a sword that could pierce human skin and flesh. The sword was slender and 100 centimeters long. Under the illumination of the incandescent light in the room, the tip of the sword was sharp. Once it pierced a person's body, there would be a bloody hole.
Guo Qinghe pointed the western sword at Xiao Luo and said fiercely, "I'll ask you one last time. Do you want to leave or wait for the police to come and deal with you?"
"Oh … you're using a real sword."
This sword completely eliminated the remaining trace of classmate friendship in Xiao Luo's heart. Guo Qinghe from now on, he was excluded from the ranks of his classmates.
At this time, Su Xiaobei, the little girl. Xiaobei.......................... I.... I. I.... I... I. I................................
. "Her voice was young, but her mind was far beyond her age. Seeing so many people around Xiao Luo, she knew what was going to happen next. She was worried about Xiao Luo.
"Little girl, it's none of your business here. You go away!" Wang Tanyun warned in a cold voice.
"No, my father …"
"Don't worry, I'm fine. They can't do anything to dad."
Xiao Luo touched her head dotingly, and then gently wiped away the little tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes. The little girl's concern made him love her more and more. This feeling was like a real father and daughter.
These words made the faces of the students around them turn blue and purple. It was outrageous to look down on them like this.
"Su Canye, come and take Xiaobei to the side." Xiao Luo shouted at Su Canye, who was stunned on the side.
"Oh, okay."
Su Canye nodded and subconsciously obeyed. He walked up and picked up Su Bei. He squeezed through the crowd and walked to the side.
As soon as Su Bei left, Xiao Luo's aura suddenly became awe-inspiring, like a devil breaking free from the shackles that bound it, showing its ferocious and tyrannical side to people.
He raised his head and smiled coldly, "Guo Qinghe, let's start."
His eyes were full of provocation.
Guo Qinghe was really angry. At this time, he didn't need to pretend anymore. He shouted, "Everyone, let's subdue him and hand him over to the police!"
But no one rushed up for the first time. After all, Xiao Luo's ruthlessness and strength just now deeply shocked them.
Wang Tanyun shouted and rushed toward Xiao Luo in order to express her love for him.
"Xiao, our Kendo Hall is not a place where you can behave atrociously!"
She raised the wooden sword and slammed it down on Xiao Luo's head from a high place.
Xiao Luo snorted softly. Without thinking, he shot out a palm. His palm didn't really touch Wang Tanyun's body, but the palm force was transmitted to her through the air. The wooden sword in Wang Tanyun's hand broke into two pieces. Her whole body seemed to have suffered a fierce collision. She flew back uncontrollably. Her back slid against the ground for three or four meters before stopping. Her blood surged and she spat out a mouthful of blood from her mouth.
Hiss …
Everyone gasped. They didn't expect Xiao Luo to be so heavy-handed against a beautiful woman like Wang Tanyun.
Wang Tanyun also couldn't believe it. Her eyes widened as she looked at Xiao Luo in horror, anger, and shame. She thought that with her beauty, even if she was no match for Xiao Luo, he would be more or less merciful. But the fact was the opposite.
"Don't look at me, let's go together. Didn't you say you were going to hand me over to the police? Do you think you can subdue me by standing still? "Xiao Luo sneered.
The Kendo Hall students looked at each other, then roared and rushed toward Xiao Luo. Each of them had a wooden sword. They used the swordsmanship they learned in the Kendo Hall in actual combat. They firmly believed that with so many people, they could defeat Xiao Luo.
Xiao Luo met them with his bare hands. He was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. No matter how many sheep there were, they could only be slaughtered.
One by one, the Kendo Hall students were knocked to the ground. They either covered their stomachs, chests, or thighs and groaned in pain. They used 30% of their internal force to shoot out the Eighteen Dragon Palms. The remaining five or six screamed and were thrown back and hit the ground heavily. Everyone spat out blood.
Guo Qinghe was the last to go. He finally seized the opportunity. The moment Xiao Luo sent the five or six people flying, he displayed all the swordsmanship he had learned in his life to the extreme. He became one with his sword, like a cold light cutting through the air.
"Hum ~"
The Western sword pierced the air, making a clanging sound. It was as fast as lightning. The sharp tip of the sword pierced toward Xiao Luo's chest with unparalleled momentum. It was really fast, accurate, and ruthless!
Xiao Luo smiled contemptuously. He raised his right hand and condensed his internal force into his index and middle fingers. With two fingers, he clamped the Western sword up. There was only a crisp sound, and the Western sword stopped. The tip of the sword was firmly clamped by Xiao Luo's fingers. It could no longer move forward.
Guo Qinghe's eyes fiercely bulged, and a cold sweat came out in an instant. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He … he actually clamped his sword with two fingers?
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