Chapter 173: Sword Maniac Ji Juechen, One Punch Agreement (Subscription Request)

Meng Hongchen turned her head and looked at Wang Dong in confusion, "Does Su Yu's early dating have anything to do with you? Why are you so excited?"

Meng Hongchen was a little puzzled. Was Wang Dong meddling too much?

And she didn't know why, she always felt that Wang Dong was a little weird.

But she couldn't tell where it was weird.

"I...I..."

Wang Dong was choked for a moment, not knowing how to answer. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said, "He is still young now, how can dating delay his studies?"

"The most important thing for him now is to practice well and grow faster. I am doing this for his own good."

Wang Dong quickly thought of a great and glorious reason and said righteously.

He looked like he was thinking about Su Yu.

"Really?"

Meng Hongchen said suspiciously.

She always felt something was wrong.

"Of course it's true. I treat Su Yu as a friend, so I don't want him to go astray."

Wang Dong patted his chest with a sincere expression.

It seemed that he was doing this for Su Yu's good.

Su Yu pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly. What do you mean by doing it for his own good? You are obviously calculating in your own mind.

Meng Hongchen stared at Wang Dong for a long time, and Wang Dong felt a little weak, so he retracted his gaze.

Meng Hongchen said lightly: "It's just a relationship, it may not affect Su Yu."

"Maybe it can help Su Yu grow faster?"

"Impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?"

Meng Hongchen and Wang Dong stared at each other, both of them had their own little thoughts.

"I am doing this for Su Yu's good." Wang Dong said indignantly.

"I am also doing this for Su Yu's good." Meng Hongchen said unwillingly.

"Nonsense, you are obviously greedy for Su Yu's body,"

"Humph, you are just meddling in other people's business."

The two of them talked back and forth, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Su Yu: "..."

Okay, stop arguing, you are all greedy for my body, do you really think I don't know?

Just when I was about to persuade him, suddenly, a figure gradually approached.

This is a man who looks to be in his early twenties, with long black hair tied simply behind his head with a hairband.

His face looks a little unhealthy and pale, but handsome enough to make men sigh.

But his eyes look lifeless, and even his walking movements seem a little slow.

Su Yu's eyes are surprised. The man's handsomeness is almost the same as Wang Dong, who is dressed in men's clothes, and he is almost catching up with him.

But Wang Dong's handsomeness is a bit soft in the sunshine, while the man in front of him is cold.

There is no expression on his face, and Su Yu can't feel any emotion.

He has a sword in his hand, a long sword about four feet long and dark.

The style of the long sword is simple, and there is no feature to see, and it even looks a bit like a fire stick.

However, when Su Yu noticed him, his eyebrows were raised.

This man has a sharp aura in his body, and even he is a little sideways.

The strength of the person who came seems to be no worse than Meng Hongchen.

Moreover, he has something that Meng Hongchen does not have, that is, concentration.

Absolute concentration!

This is a natural swordsman, a pure swordsman.

Such a person is persistent and determined, and his future will definitely not be bad.

At this time, Meng Hongchen and Wang Dong also noticed the man who was coming.

Wang Dong looked confused, but Meng Hongchen frowned slightly. Why did he come?

As they were both from Mingde Hall, Meng Hongchen would naturally recognize the person in front of him.

This guy in front of him was an outlier even in Mingde Hall.

Although he looked good, Meng Hongchen, who was obsessed with face, could not arouse the slightest interest in him.

Because this person was too lonely, his world was too simple, so simple that only the broken sword in his hand remained.

However, it is worth mentioning that this guy has real skills.

"What are you doing here?"

Meng Hongchen frowned and asked.

But the man did not look at her, but looked directly at Su Yu.

His eyes were bright and hot, and he could feel a strong desire to fight.

"Looks like you're looking for me."

Su Yu smiled.

"Ji Juechen, let's fight."

First, he introduced himself briefly, and then he directly invited him to fight. Before Su Yu could say anything, Ji Juechen spoke again, "I'm here because of your two swords."

"In you, I seem to see what I've been looking for. Please fight me."

Su Yu's mouth twitched slightly, indicating that he was a little speechless at the moment.

How could he not know the man in front of him?

Su Yu recognized him at the first sight.

Ji Juechen, a sword fanatic, is a man who loves swords like his life.

This is an extremely special existence, so special that there is probably only one person like him on the Douluo Continent.

His martial soul is a sword, but it is just an ordinary sword without any powerful abilities. His innate soul power is only level three, which can be considered as barely able to practice.

But since the awakening of his martial soul at the age of six, Ji Juechen has fallen in love with his sword. In his eyes, there is nothing else except the sword.

He releases his martial soul every day to practice hard, and no one even knows how he improves his soul power.

When he was eight years old, his soul power reached level ten, and he entered a soul beast settlement alone with a sword.

Three days later, he walked out covered in blood and had his first hundred-year soul ring.

Yes, his hundred-year soul ring was hunted by himself.

But what he got was a soul skill that increased soul power like a soul mentor.

In this Sun Moon Royal Soul Mentor Academy where people take drugs to improve soul power, Ji Juechen is an outlier. He has never taken any drugs.

Even choosing to stay in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Mentor Academy is just because there are soul mentors who are much stronger than him.

The sword in his hand is a piece of meteorite iron from outer space, which is a strip in itself.

After getting it, he has been tempering this piece of meteorite iron with his own methods, his own hands and soul power. After more than ten years, it has finally gradually taken on some sword shapes.

Because of his own characteristics, the students and even teachers of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy gave him a nickname - Sword Maniac.

Sword Maniac, as the name suggests, he only has swords in his eyes.

In the academy, almost no one is willing to deal with him, because except for challenges, he is very silent every day.

He even talks to his sword. Except for the opponents he wants to challenge and the opponents who have defeated him, he almost never speaks.

Su Yu was not surprised to be targeted by Ji Juechen. After all, the artistic conception of Zongheng Sword Technique is extremely high, and it is normal to be targeted.

But what surprised him was that Ji Juechen wanted to fight before he said a few words.

It must be said that this is in line with Ji Juechen's personality.

"Ji Juechen, don't be unreasonable. Su Yu has a final to participate in the afternoon. How can he waste his soul power on you?"

Before Su Yu answered, Meng Hongchen spoke first.

In her opinion, Ji Juechen's challenge was simply not limited to time periods.

If the battle with Ji Juechen consumes too much energy, what about the final with her brother in the afternoon?

If the energy is too high, Su Yu may lose.

She doesn't want to see Su Yu lose.

(Xiao Hongchen: So, so I can lose, right?)

Hearing this, Ji Juechen's emotionless face was slightly moved.

"Sorry, I'll come again tomorrow."

"I have something to do tomorrow." Su Yu shook his head and said.

"Then I'll come the day after tomorrow." Ji Juechen did not give up. His main point was perseverance.

Su Yu had a headache. He knew that if he agreed, he would probably be entangled by this piece of sticky candy.

But even if he didn't agree, would he not be entangled?

Since this guy has set his sights on him, he probably won't give up so easily.

"You are not my opponent." Su Yu said in a calm voice.

Ma Rulong is not a big threat to Su Yu, and Ji Juechen will not be an exception.

Su Yu is confident that if the older generation does not come out, there is no one in Mingde Hall who can stop him.

He is really too lazy to fight with Ji Juechen, there is no point.

"Try it!"

Ji Juechen picked up the sword, his eyes flashing with persistence.

He knew Su Yu was strong, but the stronger Su Yu was, the more excited he was.

Su Yu: "..."

It is really distressing to meet someone like Ji Juechen.

This kind of person is stubborn and too persistent, and will never give up until he achieves his goal.

There is no useless martial spirit, only useless soul master. It is a joke when it comes from Yu Xiaogang's mouth.

But this sentence is the best portrayal of Ji Juechen.

Innate level three, but can become a titled Douluo by himself.

This is enough to prove Ji Juechen's extraordinaryness.

"If you can take my punch, I will agree to find a day to fight you."

"If you can't take it, don't mention it again in the future."

After thinking for a while, Su Yu decided to give Ji Juechen a chance.

It's because he actually has a good impression of Ji Juechen.

Moreover, if Ji Juechen can really take his punch, then he has the qualifications to fight.

This time he won't play house like before, but will use some real power.

To be honest, even if he fights Meng Hongchen, he has put half of the Pacific Ocean into it.

Otherwise, Meng Hongchen can't hold on for three seconds.

His true strength is much stronger than imagined.

"Okay!"

Ji Juechen responded, his eyes bursting with spirit, that is a kind of obsessive fanaticism.

At this time, it seems that there is only the sword in his hand in his eyes.

Two yellow, two purple, one black, five soul rings rise from under his feet.

Ji Juechen held the sword with both hands, and five soul rings emerged. An extremely sharp aura burst out from him almost instantly.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to have merged with his meteorite sword.

To put the soul into the sword, this is Ji Juechen's way of cultivation. His own martial soul has completely turned into energy rather than a physical entity, and perfectly integrated into the meteorite sword in his hand. The man is the sword, and the sword is the man, without distinction.

That sharp aura is his extremely sharp sword intent.

Su Yu's eyes also became serious. He needed to maintain a certain respect for an opponent like Ji Juechen.

"Wang Dong, help support Meng."

Su Yu put Meng Hongchen's feet on the ground and shouted to Wang Dong.

Wang Dong hurriedly stepped forward and supported Meng Hongchen.

"Su Yu, be careful, you still have a game in the afternoon."

Meng Hongchen reminded.

"Don't worry, it will be quick."

Su Yu smiled at Meng Hongchen, and his body began to emit an ice-blue light.

The Ice Emperor's martial spirit emerged, and the four black soul rings shone brightly.

Meng Hongchen's face changed, and his expression was shocked.

Wang Dong also widened his eyes. Su Yu's soul ring changed again?

Black black black?

This is a bit outrageous.

All ten thousand year soul rings?

This appearance is a preemptive move.

On the side of the road, there were occasionally a few students passing by, and they were also stunned when they saw this scene.

But Ji Juechen's expression did not change at all.

His eyes were still so persistent and determined.

Under the infusion of his powerful soul power, the meteorite sword began to emit a slight hum.

The tip of the sword seemed to be shaking slightly, and Ji Juechen's momentum was also soaring at an astonishing speed.

Su Yu watched with interest, and then an extremely cold breath emanated from the surroundings.

Su Yu clenched his fist with one hand, and an unprecedented frosty air spread out.

Within four or five feet around, there were layers of solid ice, and even within a hundred meters around, the temperature dropped sharply.

Icy air gathered on Su Yu's fist, and the fist was filled with it. The fist and ice were perfectly integrated at this moment.

At this moment, Su Yu seemed to have turned into a piece of ice, a piece of extremely cold ice that was cold enough to freeze the world.

The momentum of both sides rose, and they were confronting each other invisibly.

Ji Juechen's momentum was sharp, while Su Yu's momentum was extremely cold and domineering.

A kind of domineering that only I can dominate.

Fist is power, and clenching a fist is holding power.

Fist dominates the world, dominates the world.

At this moment, in the competition of momentum between the two sides, Su Yu has an absolute advantage.

Ji Juechen's sharp sword intent, when encountering Su Yu's domineering and cold, was actually suppressed and retreated.

Ji Juechen's body shook, but his eyes became more determined, and the five soul rings on his body shone like rippling water.

He raised his sword and pointed it at Su Yu, and the sword intent changed again.

From the previous sharpness to become more aggressive, the powerful momentum was compressed again.

He confronted Su Yu's momentum head-on.

Su Yu snorted coldly, and his aura changed again. If Su Yu was just a piece of ice before, he was now the emperor of ice.

The extreme coldness was integrated into the fist, and the fist intent seemed to reach the sky.

Su Yu finally swung his fist, and the domineering aura of the only one rushed out.

This punch, integrating the meaning of the fist, the meaning of frost, and the artistic conception of the only one, suddenly hit Ji Juechen.

Ji Juechen held the sword with both hands, without dodging or evading, and chose to face it head-on, drawing the sword and slashing.

"Boom!"

The fists and swords clashed, and the two forces were madly competing, neither giving in.

But in the end, Su Yu's momentum was better, and a domineering fist came, and a figure was directly blown away.

Su Yu kept the posture of swinging his fist, and after a long time, he retracted his fist and took a deep breath.

Looking at the trace of blood on his fist, Su Yu's eyes moved slightly.

"Come to me in three days."

After saying that, Su Yu walked to Wang Dong, picked up Meng Hongchen, and left.

In the distance, Ji Juechen, who was covered in dust, was panting heavily, his knuckles were broken, his hands were full of blood, and even the iron sword in his hand was broken in half.

But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement...