A piercing scream sounded in the air, and a black shadow quickly approached Angers!

"Crack!"

In a few tenths of a second, Lu Mingfei and Ange passed each other, as if they had completed the exchange of positions. Caesar only felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. When he came to his senses again, the dark blue

Lu Mingfei's calm face was reflected in his eyes.

The bamboo sword in his hand has been broken, the fracture is densely covered with burrs, and the tear marks on the nylon rope and cowhide are clearly visible.

This kind of bamboo sword is used as a sparring weapon because of its strong toughness. It will not cause much damage when struck. When wielded with strong force, it will only bend and crack but cannot break——

However, in the confrontation between the two S-class men just now, these broken bamboo swords could be seen everywhere on the gym floor.

Ange still maintained the posture of blocking with one sword and holding Xue Yuehua to counterattack with one sword - but the bamboo sword he used to block had broken, and there was a striking crimson mark on his chest.

If you don't look carefully, it's difficult to distinguish this trace from Angers' red body, but he himself actually experienced this fiery blow.

If it were the "Jingyue", his heart would have been cut off along with his body, right?

With such speed and sharpness, anyone who is in the same room with this child is like sitting on his blade, with life and death depending on his thoughts.

A certain heir of Henkel who lost his head and Frost who lost his arm were very convincing.

"As expected of the blade that has killed the next generation. Have you fully inspired his bloodline and talent?"

Angers whispered to someone in his heart.

He straightened up and simply threw away the bamboo sword in his hand. A helpless smile appeared on his face: "It seems that I have gone too far. These bamboo swords can still be used for a while."

"Concession, Principal Angers."

Lu Mingfei turned around and bowed slightly.

He didn't intend to defeat on purpose. The most basic respect for a fighter is to go all out.

Until now, except for Chu Zihang and Caesar, no one else in the gym has even come back to their senses.

This was a battle beyond their sight. Even if they tried to open their eyes wide from beginning to end, they could not clearly see the movements of their bamboo swords.

"Although I want to say that it is better to learn from others than to learn from others, but I obviously haven't taught you anything." Ange looked at the admiration and doting in Lu Mingfei's eyes without concealing it, "It seems that I can retire early and rest assured to take care of the new era."

I gave my dragon-slaying knife to you."

"You are joking, Principal Ange." Lu Mingfei stared at Ange, "You are the kind of soldier who will not put down his weapons until the enemy is completely purified."

Angre was startled, then smiled with relief: "Mingfei, are you really only seventeen years old?"

Someone clapped, first Chu Zihang, then Caesar. Their applause raised their heads, like a loud bell that deafened the crowd.

There was a wave of applause in the gym, and the students excitedly clapped their palms red in dedication to the wonderful showdown brought about by these two S-class——

Although no one could see it clearly, there was no doubt that the winner of this duel was Lu Mingfei.

No one could have expected such a result. It was the first time they saw the principal take off his clothes and look like he was fighting with all his strength.

"In terms of mental age, he is one hundred and thirty-two years old."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

Angre laughed dumbly and patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder gently, "It would be great if my biological age was seventeen like yours."
Chapter completed!