Holding the Broken Soul in his hand, Su Yishan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

wooden sword...

In order to prevent him from revealing her identity, her sister turned the Broken Soul Sword into a wooden sword, which was really full of confusion.

But isn't this too deceitful?

He has tried the sharpness of the Broken Soul Sword before, and the Heaven Prisoner Dragon Lock that locked Alice before, isn't that stronger than Meng Yu's armor?

Wasn't it chopped off with a single sword?

Su Yishan knew very well that the sharpness of the Broken Soul Sword had nothing to do with his proficiency in swordsmanship, as long as he was reckless.

Wearing a battle armor, Meng Yu stood there alone, pointing at Su Yishan with an iron rod in his hand: "Even if you are in the Realm of Ten Thousand Laws, so what? My dragon-slaying battle armor was made by my father. You can't even defend me!" Can't break it."

Ok!

Another hard daddy!

Su Yishan didn't swing the sword directly, because he was really afraid that the person and the battle armor would be cut into two sections with one strike.

Meng Yu is like a great general who fought on the battlefield in ancient times, with his long stick standing horizontally, and the wind blowing under his feet, he came in a surprise attack.

Su Yishan could see the advantages of the battle armor. This battle armor should have improved Meng Yu's combat effectiveness a lot, but his realm was right there.

His cultivation base is too weak, even if he wears a battle armor, his speed is still the same.

In Su Yishan's eyes, the speed at which the stick was swung was a little too slow.

At this moment, there were quite a few people standing beside them, watching Meng Yu attack Su Yishan.

The wind of the stick roared, forming a streak of horses and sweeping towards Su Yishan.

Su Yishan's wooden sword stood horizontally.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound!
The long stick in Meng Yu's hand broke in two.

The people around are all stupid.

What just happened?
It was Meng Yu who launched the attack, right?

Su Yishan was just standing still and blocking!

But why did the long stick in Meng Yu's hand break?

The level of forging weapons of the Meng family is top-notch. Although the long stick in Meng Yu's hand is not a magic weapon, its toughness is definitely not low. Su Yishan's hand is just a wooden sword! !
Logically speaking, although Su Yishan's cultivation base is higher than Meng Yu's, but Meng Yu's equipment should be crushed.

Everyone thought what would happen next, the wooden sword in Su Yishan's hand exploded directly.

Who would have thought that the result would be the exact opposite?

"No! The sword in his hand is definitely not an ordinary wooden sword!"

"There was no sword energy just now, if it was really just a wooden sword, it would definitely be broken!"

"Then how to explain this? It's too outrageous!"

……

Those students' guardians were all dumbfounded, they couldn't understand what happened just now.

The most important thing is, even from their point of view, the sword in Su Yishan's hand is just an ordinary wooden sword, there is nothing special about it!
"I almost forgot."

Xie Tianming swallowed hard, how could he forget that Su Yishan is Xu Wuliang's disciple!

That Xu Wuliang is the father of the head teacher of the Immortal Palace!

As Su Yishan's direct disciple, how could the sword in his hand be an ordinary wooden sword?

Maybe, that wooden sword is a real fairy sword!

If so, it all makes sense.

No matter how good the Meng family's forging skills are, can the weapons they make be comparable to real fairy swords?

If the people next to him were just shocked, Meng Yu would treat them as dumbfounded.

It's really ignorant of the fruit under the tree.

It was impossible for him to think like Xie Tianming, in his eyes, it was just what happened just now.

That is, the Zhan Tian Cudgel that his father personally forged for him was cut off by a wooden sword.

No, no!
Not cut off!
It looks more like he is touching porcelain...

DNMD!
How can it be?

Meng Yu looked at Su Yishan stupidly with the half stick in his hand.

Su Yishan smiled at him, this smile made Meng Yu shudder.

"I heard that your defense is very high?" Su Yishan grabbed Meng Yu's arm suddenly, and used a backhand to pinch Meng Yu's arm.

"Let go of me!" Meng Yu shouted.

His defense is very high, and after wearing the battle armor, his strength has also been greatly improved, but when he was caught by Su Yishan, he found that he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled.

Su Yishan's hands seemed to be clamped by iron clamps that had been welded to death.

"Are you convinced?" Su Yishan was kind, after all, he only wore such a battle armor, and it was just a small test, there is no need to destroy his armor, right?

If the child's battle armor is cut off, won't he cry all day and all night?
"Not convinced!" Meng Yu said loudly, "What if you catch me? Can you break my defense?"

"Ah, this..." Su Yishan felt embarrassed, Nima, the material of your stick should be almost the same as the material of the battle armor, the stick is broken just by touching the porcelain, tell me, it can't break yours Defend?

"Hahaha! How's it going? There's nothing you can do!!" Meng Yu's laughter was presumptuous, like an iron bastard who felt that others couldn't do anything to him.

Su Yishan held Meng Yu's hands behind his back, and then slowly drew the Broken Soul Sword on Meng Yu's battle armor.

呲——

The Broken Soul Sword sliced ​​through Meng Yu's battle armor, just like a primary school student cutting a classmate's new clothes with a blade.

It's so silky smooth that it can't be any more silky!

The battle armor on Meng Yu's body was pulled apart like silk.

"How... Impossible! Absolutely impossible?" Meng Yu's battle armor was easily scratched open by Su Yishan.

"Still stubborn?" Su Yishan tapped Meng Yu's head with the hilt of his sword.

Meng Yu's voice was already crying: "Impossible! How is it possible?"

The child really cried!
Su Yishan suddenly felt guilty. An adult bullied a child and even broke his beloved toy.

He let go of Meng Yu, and comforted him: "Okay, I won't beat you up, now it's just a hole opened, after you go back, let your father fix it for you, it should still work."

As Su Yishan said, he had retreated to Xie Tianming's side.

Meng Yu sat on the ground slumped, holding half a stick in his hand, and a small hole was drawn on the back of his battle armor, as if he had lost his soul. If he was a girl, he might look more like he was insulted by a hooligan.

"Director Xie, you asked me to break people's defenses. Now that everyone is crying, you can figure it out." Su Yishan didn't want to take the blame, damn, boys who can cry are really uncommon.

But obviously, Su Yishan was a little ruthless this time.

The muscles on Xie Tianming's face twitched violently, and he could only step forward to comfort Meng Yu: "Meng Yu, don't worry, your armor, our school can help you repair it."

Meng Yu's crying gradually stopped,

But when he took off the mask and looked back at Su Yishan, his eyes were really full of resentment.

Su Yishan turned around in embarrassment, what the hell is this look?

Are you supposed to be a man disguised as a woman?

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