Raised after a boy's scumbag

Chapter 44 The Swordsman's Dignity

When Liu Tong saw the yellow-faced man counterattack, he couldn't help gathering energy, raised the long sword in his hand, and shot straight out.

It's a pity that the flying sword didn't have any power, and was grabbed by the yellow-faced man with one hand, and then the laser sword sank into Liu Tong's body.

After more than ten minutes of recovery, Liu Tong got up from the ground again, looked at the yellow-faced man whose back was still facing him, walked over to pick up the long sword, and continued to pick and stab without waiting for the other party's orders.

"Xiaotong, you've already got two stars, keep working hard." The yellow-faced man suddenly turned his face and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Thank you teacher." Liu Tong ignored the smile and continued to practice swords.

Now, Liu Tong was thinking about how to defeat this yellow-faced man head-on.

Of course, this idea only hovered in my mind for a while, and then it was forgotten by Liu Tong.

Looking at the yellow-faced man with his back turned to him again, holding his mobile phone and reading with relish, Liu Tong couldn't help but move slightly.

Half an hour later, Liu Tong felt that the fire was almost ready, so he raised the long sword in his hand slightly. A few seconds before he was about to strike, the yellow-faced man suddenly turned his face, glanced at Liu Tong, and said, "Xiao Tong, I feel a murderous aura, are you planning to attack me again?"

"Teacher, I have been practicing sword seriously." Liu Tong said hastily.

"That's good, don't try to sneak up on me again, I won't let you succeed in sneaking up again." The yellow-faced man nodded, turned his face and continued to look at his phone.

Liu Tong took a deep breath. He knew that the yellow-faced man had increased the difficulty. He seemed to be looking at his phone, but in fact most of his attention was on her.

Under such circumstances, it is undoubtedly very difficult for Liu Tong to succeed in the sneak attack.

But if you don't sneak attack, you will definitely not be able to succeed. Since the yellow-faced man puts on this posture, it is obviously tacit consent to his sneak attack behavior.

After another ten minutes, Liu Tong was ready again. This time, he kept himself as calm as possible, so as not to show any murderous intent, concentrated his energy, and stabbed with his sword.

With this sword Liu Tong felt that he had mastered the essence of stabbing in swordsmanship. Although the speed was not very fast, it was absolutely exquisite and difficult to avoid.

But when he was less than 1 centimeter away from the back of the yellow-faced man, the yellow-faced man moved slightly, easily dodged, and turned around, and the laser sword in his hand appeared again.

"Demon girl, how dare you sneak attack!" The purple laser sword cut directly on Liu Tong's neck.

Liu Tong was furious in his heart when he saw that his success was on the verge of failure. Seeing that the laser sword did not dodge or dodge, he swung his long sword diagonally and also slashed towards the yellow-faced man's neck.

At this moment, Liu Tong felt that time was slowing down. The purple laser sword was slashing at an extremely fast speed, but his long sword was much slower. According to this rhythm, before he swiped at the opponent, his neck was will be cut down.

Liu Tong had a flash of inspiration, and at the same time she tilted her head, forming a rollover, and her long sword was thrown out of her hand, flying out again.

"Ding, the task is completed!" Following the voice of the system in his head, the yellow-faced man smiled and disappeared.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task, reward body +1, and reward 1 entry-level lottery draw."

The martial arts field instantly turned into a world full of treasure chests. Looking at the countless red treasure chests, Liu Tong sighed softly, "There are so many, but I can only take one. I really don't want to be reconciled."

Soon, Liu Tong chose a treasure chest a few meters away that seemed to be placed at a slightly different angle from the other treasure chests.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Tong opened the treasure chest and frowned when he saw what was inside.

"The lottery draw is over, and the copy is closed."

Liu Tong opened his eyes, sat up from the head of the bed, took another look at the things in his hands, and shook his head involuntarily.

"It's time to change the mouse." Throwing the small blue mouse in his hand onto the computer desk, it is a wireless mouse, which is obviously useless and belongs to ordinary items.

Liu Tong glanced out the window, the sky was slightly bright, and according to his task time, it might not be long.

"Whether it succeeds or not, I'll try it." Liu Tong thought to himself, got dressed immediately, and rushed out the door.

"Xiaotong, what are you doing?" my mother shouted.

"Go down and run for two laps to exercise your body." Liu Tong responded and went straight downstairs.

When I got downstairs, I saw that there was no one in the garden of the community, so I ran to an open space of more than a hundred square meters in the garden, kicked my feet on the ground, and flipped up.

"One, two, three, four..." Liu Tong counted silently in his heart. When he counted twelve in a row, he felt that he could not control his balance on his feet.

But he didn't dare to stop, otherwise all previous efforts would be wasted.

"Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen..." Liu Tong had to stop at No.15 because his left foot twisted, which was caused by improper movements.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Tong kicked his feet on the ground again, "Sixteen!"

"Seventeen!" Liu Tong gasped, this backflip almost made him fall to his knees.

"Eighteen!" Liu Tong found the feeling, this time it was more stable.

"Nineteen!" The sprained left foot was sprained again, and the pain forced him to stop.

Seeing that there was only the last one left, Liu Tong knew that it must have been more than 30 seconds, but he still took a deep breath and did the last backflip.

This time, he didn't stand still, and sat down on the ground directly.

"Failed." Liu Tong sat on the ground, looked around, and there was an old lady not far away, looking at him in surprise.

"Good morning." Liu Tong smiled, then ran home with a limp.

This failure was also expected, after all, he was not that proficient in this backflip, and his physical fitness was also a little behind.

If it's just ten in a row, he must have completed the task. If it takes longer, he can do it, but twenty in a row in 30 seconds is too difficult.

After returning home and having breakfast, Liu Tong's ankle pain improved slightly, and he went to school with his schoolbag.

Halfway there, I heard the system prompt in my mind: "Mission failed!"

Immediately afterwards, the sole of his left foot was extremely itchy. Liu Tong tried to resist it at first, but he couldn't take it anymore after only half a minute. He sat on the side of the road, took off his shoes and began to scratch the sole of his foot, but it didn't work at all. Stomp one after another.

The same itching didn't work, so Liu Tong kicked a poplar tree by the side of the road again, and just after kicking twice, he heard a familiar voice shout: "Liu Tong, are you having a convulsion?"

"Ah!" Liu Tong turned his head and saw Zhao Lin riding a bicycle, so he turned his face and continued kicking the tree.

Liu Tong found that kicking the tree seemed to be useful. Every time he kicked on the tree, his soles would stop for a while.

"Crazy!" Zhao Lin looked at Liu Tong who was still kicking the tree, got on the bike and ignored it, and left directly.

"Ah, it's so itchy!" Liu Tong looked at his swollen left foot, and suddenly the itching went away.

"Fortunately, the itching time this time..." Liu Tong just felt that the itching time was not too long, and felt that the sole of his right foot was very itchy.

"Fuck! It's not over yet!" Liu Tong hurriedly took off his right shoe, and then continued to kick towards the tree.

At this time, the students and passers-by passing by the roadside all looked at Liu Tong like a madman, wondering what the hell he was doing.

"This man is crazy."

"Having a convulsion, I don't know who it is."

"It seems to be a student of No. [-] Middle School. There must be something wrong with his brain."

"Hurry up, don't go crazy and beat people up."

Amidst the discussions around, Liu Tong's itchy soles finally stopped.

Sitting on the ground, Liu Tong was drenched in sweat, and the itching this time was much worse than that time at Mount Moluo.

Although they are all grade 1 itch, they are not of the same grade in terms of time.

(End of this chapter)