I Will Rewrite Your Fate

"24 seconds." The blue-haired youth murmured, then leaned over and rushed towards Aizawa.

At this moment, Aizawa just controlled the cloth to knock down two enemies, and was breathing slightly.

"23 seconds." The blue-haired young man silently counted down, rushing towards Sumo.

"The main force?!" Aizawa shouted angrily, pulled the cloth strip and shot at the blue-haired youth, but after being grabbed by the enemy, he rushed over with the same momentum.

Aizawa cursed secretly in his heart, and stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his figure was like an off-line arrow, and he rushed towards Lanfa.

"20 seconds, 17 seconds." At this time, the blue-haired young man grabbed Aizawa with his left hand claws, but was counterattacked by Aizawa.

Grabbing the cloth strip that the enemy was holding and pulling, the enemy's figure suddenly staggered. Aizawa took this opportunity to bend his right hand, and a heavy elbow hit the enemy's lower abdomen.

However, the blue-haired enemy did not know when to withdraw his left hand and defended in the lower abdomen, so Aizawa's elbow hit the enemy's left palm, and did not cause damage to the enemy.

"Tsk!" Aizawa's originally erected hair fell, and the brows in the goggles frowned.

The blue-haired enemy slowly bent over and said softly in Aizawa's ear: "Although you are jumping around, it is difficult for people to notice. But there is always a moment when your hair is let down."

"!!!" In the goggles, Aizawa's bloodshot eyes were already flushed red, and he knew that the situation was not good.

"It's at the end of each action." Aizawa's right elbow, which was grasped by the enemy, began to slowly shatter, and pieces fell off piece by piece, exposing the muscles under the skin.

Aizawa's hair stood up again, punched the flying blue-haired enemy, then jumped back and pulled away. At this time, a miscellaneous soldier attacked again, and Aizawa, who had abolished one hand, was once again surrounded.

The blue-haired enemy slowly stood up and twisted his neck: "Your personality is not suitable for long-term battles with group enemies? This is not the same as usual work, isn't it? What you are good at is short-term surprise operations. right?"

Every time I ask, right, the blue-haired youth's fluttering voice is full of ridicule and contempt.

Looking at Aizawa, who was panting continuously, the corners of the blue-haired enemy's mouth opened a curved line: "Or, are you running straight ahead just to give the students a sense of peace?

The three soldiers rushed to Aizawa again. After avoiding the first attack, Aizawa wrapped an enemy with a bandage. After squatting and kicking around to knock down another enemy, Aizawa blocked the bandaged enemy for the third time. Attack, pull away, right punch to fly the third enemy.

Panting heavily, Aizawa faced the blue-haired enemy again.

At this time, the blue-haired enemy is constantly sighing: "So handsome, really handsome~! Having said that, hero, you seem to have made a mistake. The main force is not me, but...it~"

Aizawa turned his head abruptly, when a behemoth was already standing behind him. The palm of the casserole pot seemed to slowly press against Aizawa's head. Opened the grinning crow's mouth, revealing the sharp teeth inside.

The goggles flew into the air with blood.

"Hero, I'll tell you." The blue-haired youth said mockingly: "That is a symbol of evil, a symbol of peace-a weapon exclusively used by Olmert. Changing people has no brain!"

"Sip!!!" Nao Wu raised his hair and made an inhuman voice.

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"Iida, run! Hurry up!!" Sado, who was standing next to Iida and wearing a yellow one-piece sportswear, roared, looking at the number 13 whose back was torn apart.

Teacher No. 13's words echoed in Iida's mind.

"To save everyone, use your personality!" The closed eyes became firm, the fumaroles on the calves burst into flames, and Iida rushed towards the gate, and let out an unwilling roar: "Damn it!!! !"

The Dark Mist enemy turned his head and looked at Iida with his back facing him: "The kid who slipped through the net. Our target is Oermat, and you won't let you do bad things!" A whirling cavity began to appear in the misty body. At the same time, a black rotating hole appeared in front of Iida.

"Did you forget something..." Xie Ming's faint words came from the black mist enemy.

"Boom!!!"

The heavy round kick hit the black mist enemy directly, kicking it directly into the air.

"How is it possible!!" Heiwu yelled in some panic, "My body!!!"

Xie Ming looked at the black mist flying in the air and said to Iida: "Go, Iida. Everyone depends on you." Then he stomped the ground and rushed into the black mist in the air.

"Yes!!" Iida roared, opening the heavy door with all his strength and rushing out.

Xie Ming nodded, and then came to the top of the black mist enemy, stepping on his ethereal body, the only entity-the metal neck guard.

"Then, you go down with me too. It's a skill to always bully students." Then he cancelled the flying skills of the shoes, and the metal neckguard stepped on the black mist fell like a comet to the battle below the high platform.

"Damn it, reinforcements will come." At this time, Hei Mist still had this in his mind, "The game is over..."

"Boom!!!"

A huge roar resounded through the square under the high platform, attracting the sight of the remaining miscellaneous soldiers, as well as the blue-haired youth and Brainless.

The smoke dissipated, revealing what was inside. A metal neck guard was trimmed on the ground, and a cloud of black mist was floating irregularly. Standing above was Xie Ming in a dark red coat.

Xie Ming squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of purple light. There are still five or six miscellaneous fishes around, and Mr. Aizawa...

At this moment, Nao Wuzheng was pinching Aizawa's crushed elbow. From the degree of distortion, it seemed that both hands were broken and bones were broken and there was no way to run. And his head was firmly pressed on the ground, and a pool of Bloodline flowed out.

"Hey, let go." Xie Ming said to Brainless.

"You are..." the blue-haired youth asked, scratching his neck.

Xie Ming walked down from the Black Mist enemy, slowly approaching Brain Wu, and said to the blue-haired youth: "Your elders didn't tell you, do you have to give your name before asking someone else's name?"

"Oh~ that's really rude." The blue-haired young man smiled: "My name is Deadhanded Wooden Hanger, so what's your name?"

"Uranus Temple Hutaro, a foreign student from country C."

"A foreign student? You seem to be very strong."

Xie Ming kicked a soldier who had attacked him, and said, "It's okay. So can you let that monster let go? He's overwhelming our class teacher."

"Yes~ No brains, new prey is here."

"Huh!" In just an instant, a huge fist hit Xie Ming fiercely.

But no matter how fast it moves, it can't escape the dynamic vision of the purple magic pupil. Xie Ming sideways his head, his fist mixed with fist wind brushed across his right shoulder, and then Yaodao Village was unsheathed.

No one on the scene caught this cold light, but felt a flash in front of them.

"Papa." A black fist fell to the ground, leaving a pool of blood.

"Just now, what is it?" The dead handle wooden hanger scratched his neck irritably, and asked when he looked at Xie Ming, who was holding a sword.

Xie Ming slapped his knife and sprinkled the blood from Murata on the ground.

"Draw a sword, haven't you seen it?"

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