Super Critical Strike
Super Critical Strike
Outside the courtyard.
It was surrounded by many disciples of the Combat Academy.
Everyone was discussing in low voices what was going on.
"I only saw Wang Qingshan bringing a black man into Teacher Auja's courtyard. It's been almost two hours and they still haven't come out. What exactly happened?"
"Why did Teacher Auja keep screaming just now?"
"Could it be …" A scene that was not suitable for children appeared in his mind, and he instantly denied it, "Goddess Auja is extremely powerful, and no one can conquer her."
"I want to go in and see who exactly dares to bully Teacher Auja."
"And he bullied her so badly."
They were all Auja's admirers.
However …
They didn't dare to take half a step forward. Without permission, they definitely wouldn't dare to enter Auja's courtyard. They could only wait quietly outside the courtyard.
At this moment.
A voice came from behind the crowd. "What happened?"
All the disciples' faces turned solemn, and they quickly made way for a path.
It was a young man in his thirties who was dressed in a white robe. He was clean and handsome, and he always had a faint smile on his face.
"Teacher Ouyang!"
A disciple immediately bowed respectfully.
Ouyang Jian.
The Blue Dragon Martial Arts Academy's mentor, and also the only son of the Blue Dragon's dean.
He was recognized by the academy as a match made in heaven with Auja. They were a perfect match, and both of them cultivated the Sword Dao. Ouyang Jian cultivated the Blue Dragon Sword Intent.
He was extremely powerful in attack.
He had admired Auja for a long time, and he believed that it wouldn't be long before Auja became his wife.
He also believed that only he was worthy of Auja.
Ouyang Jian was gentle and elegant, and he was also the Prince Charming in the hearts of many girls in Shendi College, the kind of Prince Charming that made people scream.
Ouyang Jian walked to the front and asked, "What happened?"
A student said, "Teacher Ouyang, Teacher Auja's scream came from the courtyard just now. We don't know what happened either."
A student said, "Two hours ago, Teacher Auja's disciple, Wang Qingshan, brought a black man into the courtyard. He hasn't come out for two hours."
"Don't talk nonsense."
"What black man? Why didn't I see him?"
"Maybe it was the black man who screamed."
The surrounding people began to discuss.
No matter how well Ouyang Jian had recuperated, his expression was a little ugly at this time.
Did the entire Shendi College not know that he was pursuing Auja?
Who would dare to compete with him?
There was actually a student, and a black one at that. How could he bear it?
Instantly.
Ouyang Jian stepped forward, cleared his throat, and said, "Junior Sister Auja, are you alright?"
He did not dare to rashly enter the courtyard.
He knew Auja's temper very well.
In the yard.
Auja looked at Long Fei. All her thoughts were on Long Fei. "How did you do it? Tell me."
Hearing the voice coming from outside the courtyard, Auja immediately became angry and said, "I'm fine, don't disturb me."
Then, he ignored it.
Auja asked again: "What was your last sword technique? Why have I never seen it before, and no matter how I try to avoid it, it's useless.
At this moment.
Ouyang Jian said again: "Junior Sister Auja, I'm coming in."
Auja shouted impatiently: "I told you to leave, didn't you hear me? "Don't bother me."
She was really annoyed with Ouyang Jian.
Right now, she only wanted to know how Long Fei did it, but Long Fei just wouldn't say it. Adding on the fact that Ouyang Jian was here, she became even more irritated.
"Clang!"
The courtyard door was pushed open.
Ouyang Jian really couldn't hold it in anymore. He wanted to know who Auja was talking to. He wanted to know who had the guts to dare to snatch his woman.
The moment he pushed open the door.
The disciples outside the courtyard all poked their heads out and looked into the courtyard.
Wrapped in a bathrobe.
His hair was still wet.
The black man's body was also a little wet, and he looked a little tired. His face was filled with pride, as if he had just taken down a goddess.
At this moment.
The hearts of countless young men shattered.
There were even a few people who fainted.
"No, no, Goddess Auja wouldn't like a black man."
"How is this possible?"
"It's been two hours, could it be that they … They. Ah … I don't want to live anymore, there's no point in living anymore."
"Oh my god, why is it a black man?"
"Just now, Teacher Auja's scream, could it be, could it be … Oh my god, why, why, why, why is this happening?"
… ….
The scene in the courtyard made it easy for people to think of some very discordant things that had happened in the past two hours.
And it was very likely that they were taking a bath together.
The goddess was taken down just like that?
Furthermore, it was a black man. He had beaten them to the point that they couldn't even take care of themselves.
The ones who felt the most heartache weren't them, but Ouyang Jian, who had already walked into the courtyard. His heart felt as if it had been pierced by an arrow, causing his entire body to tremble in pain.
Moreover.
The anger in his heart instantly erupted to the peak, his eyes staring straight at Long Fei, he gritted his teeth and said: "Brat, who exactly are you? What did you do just now? "
The anger in his words seemed to want to swallow Long Fei whole.
Long Fei casually glanced at Ouyang Jian, and said: "I fought with her just now, and my little butt was beaten red, what's wrong?"
The sky was dark.
The critical hit damage of this sentence was as high as 999999999 points.
Ouyang Jian's footsteps trembled, he was about to collapse.
Furthermore. Auja did not refute. Instead, she took a step forward and tightly grabbed onto Long Fei's arm, and said: "Tell me, tell me."
"Why are you so strong?"
She looked completely like a little woman acting coquettishly.
She wanted to know why Long Fei's sword moves were so strong.
However …
From what Ouyang Jian heard, Long Fei was very strong in that area!
The heavens and earth were falling apart.
This wasn't an arrow piercing through the heart, it was a thousand arrows piercing through the heart. His heart was about to shatter into fine powder. He couldn't even stand steadily and started to doubt his life.
The disciples outside the door were in an uproar.
Their thoughts were the same as Ouyang Jian's.
Hearing Auja's words, 'Why are you so strong', completely shattered their last bit of hope.
A few more disciples fainted.
Long Fei said: "You want to know?"
Auja's face was serious as she quickly nodded her head and said: "En, can you tell me?"
She really wanted to know.
He desperately wanted to.
If she could learn the superimposed killing technique, then her set of Insight Sword Technique would be considered complete. At this time, Long Fei was like her last straw.
He held on tightly, unwilling to let go even if he died.
Long Fei pondered for a moment, then said: "If you want to know, that's fine too, be my woman."
"Puchi …"
Ouyang Jian spat out a mouthful of blood.
Another critical hit.
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