Chapter 288: : Master is on [2]

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Chapter 288: Master is on [2]
"Wow!" Lolo screamed and quickly lifted his sword to resist, and was defeated by a wolverine.
The coach was stunned by the sudden appearance of the black shadow. After a short stay, the young master who had protected himself had already started to move with people!
"Who are you?" The coach shouted and immediately pulled the sword and rushed over!
"Don't come over, this is my friend!" Lolo yelled as he held his sword for the second time.
The coach is stunned, the young master's friend? This black cloak is so mysterious. Is it the rumored actor?
The cold sound of Phoenix North was under the cloak, with a slight smile: "Take me a few tricks, just use what I just taught you!"
"Good!" Lolo nodded, recalling her movements, and she immediately became confident.
"Look at the sword in your hand, this is the sword of murder!"
Correct! This is a murderous sword, not a play!
Lolo gave a low voice, and the sword was much faster than before. The strength in his hand was several times more important.
"Good! Let's hurry up, don't mess, calm!" Huang Beiyue made a move with him, and the atmosphere was not instructed.
Her sword, guiding Lolo's sword, either fast or slow, suddenly left and right, the weapons collided with a squeaky voice, arousing a short spark!
Lolo just started to be a little confused, but slowly and gradually guided by her to follow the movements, one stroke and one style, all as light and neat as she!
There are no gorgeous moves, only simple but tricky moves.
This sword is the sword of murder!
The coach was on the side, completely stunned, his eyes could not keep up with the black cloak, only occasionally saw a red hair from the bottom of the cloak, burning like a flame in the moonlight!
Great! It's really amazing!
With such a simple movement, it is entirely possible to see how deep the cultivation of the singer is, and she does not need any beautiful movements. Every sword goes down, it is absolutely direct human life!
The coaches who watched the battle felt the blood, not to mention the Lolo in the battle!
His hand, almost every time he collided with the sword of Huangbeiyue, was shocked and numb, but the feeling of numbness made him very excited, and there was no excitement in this life!
fighting! This is the real battle!
In the past, those coaches played against him. It was just that the children were playing games. There was no fierce fight, the determination to win or defeat, a test, and how many tricks were also a play!
Lolo tried his best and the sweat on his forehead came out. He hardened a dozen meetings under the hands of Huang Beiyue, and the sword in his hand was picked.
Huang Beiyue threw the sword back on the weapon rack, and turned back to the roof. The black cloak flew, and she waved at Lolo: "Come up."
"Yeah!" Lolo promised, he certainly couldn't jump up like her, and he could only choose to climb up from the ladder next to him and walk slowly to Phoenix North.
The evening breeze, Lolo's sweaty hair was softly blown by the wind, and he turned to look at the silhouette of this mysterious master, his eyes were full of worship.
"Playing adults, you are not a summoner, but a master of martial arts!"
"Master? No, I just respect the sword in my hand!" Huang Beiyue said faintly.