Doomsday Hero Academy

Murakami Takeshi looked at the floating spirit weapon in front of him with a face filled with astonishment, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He has C-level strength.

"Cross and Hundred Splits!"

Murakami didn't believe it anymore. If you can block my moves, can you still block my air blade?

But the scene that happened before him made him feel desperate.

The spirit weapon kept flying in front of Su Shen's chest, so fast that afterimages even appeared, easily blocking Murakami's dazzling air blades one by one!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing Murakami's embarrassed look, Su Shen laughed so hard that he was out of breath: "Aren't you crazy? Don't you want to sacrifice my sword to me? Why can't you even hit my sword! Come here if you have the ability!" "

Murakami Takeshi's face became more and more gloomy: "You don't have to be arrogant, just wait, today is your time, no one can stop it, I said so!"

"Hahaha, I advise you not to waste your efforts. It's useless even if you run on the wrong road!"

Murakami Takeshi did not believe in evil, and he continuously swung his sword and launched the 'Cross Hundred Splitting Slash' again and again. The layers of air blades kept rolling towards Su Shen, but as expected, he was easily blocked by Lingwu every time.

Su Shen had already recognized it at this time. Isn't this Lingwu the rusty short knife he picked up from the robber the night he got the ring?

But at this time, there was no rust on its body. Instead, there was a strange red mist lingering on the black blade.

Looking at the embarrassed Murakami, and then thinking about how the other party was pretending to be sexy in front of him just now, Su Shen became angry:

"You said you can't even deal with a knife, why do you have the nerve to call yourself a mercenary? If your broken knife called 'Anche' had a spirit, I'm afraid I wouldn't be willing to follow you, a loser, anymore!"

"You are a good person and you have to become a mercenary. Do your parents know?"

"I'm afraid if your parents knew you were such a loser, those ten seconds should have been spent taking a walk!"

Murakami couldn't break through Lingwu's defense, and he was already a little worried. Hearing Su Shen's words, he became even more furious: "You are not allowed to insult my father! You ugly Chinese pig!"

"ugly?"

Su Shen laughed loudly: "Before I met you, I really didn't realize that I had the problem of judging people by their appearance!"

While talking, Su Shen took out his cell phone and took a picture of Murakami's face.

Murakami quickly covered his face: "You are looking for death!"

"Don't think too much, I just want to keep a photo of you and post it on the door of my toilet to ward off evil spirits." Su Shen stood up reluctantly while holding on to the tree:

"Lingwu, go and chop him down for me!"

But that Lingwu either didn't hear it or didn't understand it at all. After blocking all Murakami's air blades, it just... turned around in a circle arrogantly?

Yes, Su Shen read it right. Lingwu turned around proudly, as if he was dissatisfied with Su Shen.

However, Su Shen had no time to think about this. Murakami was going crazy now. His moves were like waves, layer upon layer, attacking him densely.

Although he was blocked by Lingwu every time, Su Shen knew that it was not an option to continue like this. While thinking about countermeasures, he kept talking to disturb Murakami's mind:

"You're a C-level person, but you can't do anything to me, a little person who has just awakened. It's really ridiculous. I think if you tie a piece of meat to your knife, it will be able to do more combos than you."

Murakami was going crazy, but there was nothing he could do with this spiritual weapon!

But at this moment, a change suddenly occurred!

The red light on Lingwu suddenly became weaker and weaker, and finally after the last trace of mist dissipated, it fell to the ground with a 'click'.

Su Shen was dumbfounded and held Lingwu in his hand: "Hey, brother, don't make fun of me at this time! Get up quickly!"

"Baby! Lingwu! Wake up!"

"Ancestor, please wake up!"

Su Shen was about to cry, but Murakami, who was standing opposite, began to smile ferociously: "Haha, the energy of Lingwu has been exhausted, right? Are you going to continue to be crazy?"

Murakami walked closer to Su Shen step by step and stared at him with gritted teeth: "Now I have decided that I will not only use your sacrificial knife, but also cut your pieces into pieces and feed them to the wolves!"

Su Shen almost regretted it and secretly cursed himself for getting carried away. If he had known that Lingwu's endurance was so poor, he should have taken the opportunity to escape just now, but now it's better that he was dead again.

Su Shen looked up at Murakami: "Boss, I was actually just joking. Do you believe it or not?"

The latter looked at him with a ferocious smile: "Believe it, why don't you believe it? Now that I want to kill you, I am just joking with you, do you believe it or not?"

Su Shen smiled bitterly: "I don't believe it, Suiyu, go!"

This time, Murakami was a little too close to Su Shen. He had just spent a lot of spiritual energy and almost got killed.

Su Shen's sneak attack could only be avoided in a hurry. Fortunately, he managed to avoid the critical point, but his face was still scratched with several cuts.

"you wanna die!"

Murakami Takeshi was so angry that he was no longer willing to keep this kid in this world, not even for one more second!

Without any further hesitation, the Anqie in his hand struck hard at Su Shen!

However, the world seemed to be against him.

'Boom! '

Murakami felt a pain in his back, as if he had been hit by a hammer of several hundred tons, and his body flew out involuntarily!

The moment I landed, I felt like every bone in my body was broken, and I couldn't even stand up!

He looked behind him in horror, only to see several people in black cloaks staring at him coldly. The eyes of the leader were even colder, and they looked at him as if they were looking at a dead person.

"You are the pioneer army!"

What surprised him most was not the pioneer army, but that this man could come up behind him without anyone noticing, and then kick him away. What kind of strength was this?

"Didn't anyone tell you mercenaries something?"

The man's tone was cold and decisive: "Those who trespass into China will be killed!"

Before coming this time, General Murakami had already investigated the strength of the pioneer army. The highest strength was only C-level. But if the man in front of him said that he was not B-level, he would not believe it even if he were beaten to death!

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility and looked at this person with great horror: "You, you are Xia Yuan!"

However, Xia Yuan ignored him and turned to look at Su Shen, with a hint of appreciation in his cold eyes: "You are very good."

When he turned to look at Murakami again, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes!

"If you dare to hurt my Chinese son, Xia will repay you tenfold!"

Murakami didn't want to die without hesitation, so he used his last strength to light up the coat of arms: "Cross and Hundred Splits!"

However, facing Su Shen's unstoppable criss-cross attack, Xia Yuan acted like a child playing around.

I saw him holding the long knife with a gentle wave of his hand, and all the air blades disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never appeared.

"Taixu Yiblade!"

Su Shen's eyes only felt blurry, and Xia Yuan's figure disappeared before his eyes!

But when he saw Xia Yuan again, he was already standing in front of Murakami, and the latter only had a headless corpse, and Xia Yuan had already held his head in his hands.

It seemed that for Xia Yuan, killing a C-level person was just a common thing. He casually threw Murakami's head into Feng Ming's hands:

"Take this man's head back and sacrifice it to the flag!"

"Yes!"

Su Shen looked at Xia Yuan blankly: "Is this the strength of B-level?"