Chapter 228 Lisu Is a Good Place

"Is that all there is to it? Poor and weak, too poor and weak... huh?"

Feng Xue suddenly trembled and looked at the node menu in front of her. Only then did she realize what had happened, and then immediately looked at her san value.

"There are actually forty-seven...so only thirty is deducted? Is it because I have relevant theoretical knowledge, so the burden of learning is reduced?"

Feng Xue recalled the repetitive process of being laughed at by the inmates at the beginning, growing up until her teammates could no longer catch up, and then switching to a new instrument and starting practicing. Not only did she learn the instrument, but she also mastered the ridicule. Feeling boring...

"Well, maybe it's because a group of rock and roll youths spray each other to relieve mental stress?"

Feng Xue murmured in her heart, quite satisfied with this study.

Although there was no improvement in the skills that had already been selected to the master level in the skill list, he was actually used to the method of playing the instrument.

"In terms of level, I'm still a little short of an expert, but I should be considered relatively strong in my profession... I can find a knowledgeable bar or performance hall to live comfortably, and even be asked by the boss to stay there... I don't know if I can How much power does Yan Mohu have?"

Feng Xue mentally estimated his current level. His practical level was not good, but he was still capable of making a correct estimate of his level with the wealth of master-level knowledge in his mind.

"It's a pity that the resident collection cannot be used in meat pigeons, otherwise I would have tried it."

Feng Xue shook his head and turned his attention to the next point. As expected, it was an ordinary battle.

“It is indeed the right choice to choose Rijuku City!”

The corners of Feng Xue's mouth raised slightly, and she clicked in happily.

The collection he drew this time is quite large, and he must use it well so as not to waste it.

As the picture unfolded, Feng Xue's eyes lit up slightly. No matter how many times he saw it, the art style of Goldfinger still amazed him.

The composition of the picture is a classic three-point perspective. On a high tower made of various discarded furniture and equipment, an exaggerated chair that looks very uncomfortable stands on the top, and a girl wrapped in a windbreaker is squatting. Half-sitting on the seat, she showed her arrogance in looking down. Looking back from the perspective, a bright moon that was mostly covered by dark clouds happened to be hanging high behind her, and a beam of moonlight focused on her body. Let her be the only light in the dark background.

"Good guy, this aura is very strong!"

Feng Xue looked at the girl with the pineapple hair, the corners of her mouth cracked, and the scene was completely rendered at this moment.

"I heard that your kid has been very crazy recently! But aren't you supposed to bully those losers in the West District? Why did you come to my territory? Or are you planning to try my methods?"

The words full of masculine modalities came from the mouth of a girl who was only thirteen years old, but they were not ridiculous because the terrifying pressure from top to bottom was enough to make any smile freeze on her face.

Feeling the pressure directly acting on her body, Feng Xue looked up at the girl at the top of the throne, and the muscles in her body suddenly swelled.

Feeling the terrifying power gushing out of her body, Feng Xue's aura instantly increased, increased, and increased dramatically! It actually rolled directly against the condescending pressure and soared into the sky, scattering all the dark clouds that covered the moon, allowing the moonlight to evenly shine on every inch of the land.

"Not bad!" The girl whose momentum was broken looked at Feng Xue below, who actually jumped directly from a tower more than twenty meters high. Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck down from the sky, but she was hit by it. Taking it in his hand, it turned into a battle ax and headed straight for Feng Xue.

The aura that had been pushed away suddenly solidified, like a narrow cage, making it impossible for Feng Xue to avoid this axe, which seemed extremely unprovoked.

Feeling the squeezing feeling as if someone was holding it in the palm of his hand, the muscles on Feng Xue's body swelled, and the aura released by the G.I force field suddenly rolled back, and he didn't know when he had already held it in his hand. Long sword.

"Duang!"

The Thunder Battle Ax and the Weishi Old Sword collided in the air. Feeling the pressure on his wrist, Feng Xue showed a ferocious smile on his face.

On the shoulder, the word "cai" suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Feng Xue only felt that his consciousness was divided into countless filaments, which were directly linked to every muscle fiber on his arm. Following the feeling that seemed to be innate, the sword in his hand tilted slightly. , the stinging electric current and the solid battle ax suddenly deflected to one side, while the sword in Feng Xue's hand stabbed forward.

Although he didn't use much strength, he was able to neutralize this powerful and heavy blow.

However, the girl faced this sudden sword, but she did not dodge or evade it. She just caught the sword edge with her chest. With a strange crisp sound of "clang", the girl waved the battle ax and slashed horizontally with an unhappy look on her face. It was only then that her voice reached Feng Xue's ears——

"Since you all say that I am as flat as a steel plate, let me show you how powerful the steel plate is!"

Although his mind subconsciously began to think about the information in her words, his body subconsciously kicked out and kicked the steel plate girl away.

"You are so cruel to yourself!"

The corners of Feng Xue's mouth twitched as he gradually tasted the taste. He suddenly held his breath as he listened to the BGM in his ears that had gotten better and better for some time.

Amidst the slight dizziness, Feng Xue's thinking speed suddenly began to surge. The old sword in his hand seemed to have changed. At the moment when the steel plate girl came "slowly" with the ax angrily, he raised it flat. Sword in hand.

The light in the body began to swirl, and the surging power was amplified by the "benevolent chest", transmitted through the "virtuous back", and finally coordinated by the "talented shoulders". With the feeling left in the body, Feng Xue swung the sword in her hand.

"So fast!"

A flash of green light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the running girl. No, not one, but two!

The two sword lights that seemed to appear at the same time came from different directions. The charging girl gritted her teeth, and the terrifying thunder fell from the sky and hit her directly.

Along with the pain came the terrifying increase in speed. The two swords that could not be avoided became traceable at this moment.

She bent sideways to avoid a horizontal slash, and the battle axe in her hand had already blocked the trajectory of the other sword.

The thunder running wildly in the body was ready to go. As long as she took this sword, she could...

"Duang!"

The dull roar suddenly broke out with an incomprehensible terrifying impact, and the air had no time to escape.

She looked at her arm being bounced away in disbelief, and the sharp sword light was already against her throat.

"What kind of move is this?" The girl with a dry throat let go of the thunder axe in her hand and looked blankly at the boy whose body had returned to normal.

While the space had not yet been completely frozen, Feng Xue, with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, still maintained her own personality -

"How can a move that has not been completed have a name?"