Summoner of Miracles

~: 1219 "Sword" (monthly ticket)

After leaving the director's office, there was a ring of ringing in the pocket of Luo Zhen's uniform.

"this is"

Luo Zhen took out the body of the ringtone from his pocket, a liquid crystal device about the size of the palm.

This is the student ID card of the Broken Army Academy. It is also a very good performance device. It has many functions. It can be used not only for identity cards, wallets, mobile phones and network devices, but also for receiving some of the school’s announcements. Notice that every student will receive one at the time of enrollment. If they are lost, they must apply for a replacement immediately. Otherwise, even the school gate may not be able to enter.

Now, Luo Zhen received a message.

"There is a room for you, still in the first student dormitory, and it is in the 405 room next door. The roommate is a bit special. You can do it yourself."

This news is obviously from the Xingong Temple.

Moreover, the New Palace Temple Heiner added such a sentence.

"do not let me down."

This is the shackles of the New Palace Temple.

“A little special roommate?”

Luo Zhen’s heart was actually guilty.

"It won't be a woman again?"

Naro really can't stand it.

"I really don't want to create any other storms."

Luo Zhen sighed slightly, then put away the student handbook and went back to the first student dormitory.

"Ok?"

Just as Luo Zhen was preparing to enter the first student dormitory, there was a little strange feeling in the air, and Luo Zhen stopped.

"That is"

Luo Zhen looked around and followed his eyes on an open space next to the student dormitory.

There, there is a boy standing in it.

It was a boy who wore a sportswear and didn't look strong, but he gave a strong feeling to his body.

The boy has a black hair, and the age is probably between Luo and Zhen. He is holding a Japanese knife with a black body like a crow, closing his eyes and posing against the battle.

The strange feelings that Luo Zhen felt were from this boy.

More precisely, it should be said that this is the posture of the boy holding the sword.

That posture

"It's so good."

Luo Zhen could not help but give such an evaluation.

Although Luo Zhen is not martial arts, but how to say, Luo Zhen has a teacher with a unique gun skills, but also with a variety of powerful martial arts of the followers, heroes, and the eyesight is extremely high, playing After all kinds of embarrassment, how much can be distinguished by the naked eye for a person's martial arts.

In Luo Zhen’s feeling, the boy who is concentrating on the posture of holding the sword in front of him enters a state of mysterious and mysterious, so it will radiate such a strange feeling.

It’s impossible for people who don’t know how to do it.

Koro really noticed it by feeling, and gave an evaluation of "exquisiteness."

That is really subtle.

Even if it is just a simple posture, but from this position, Luo Zhen can not see any flaws, as if casually close to the past, it will be instantly killed, it is heart-rending.

"Even if the martial arts of the first-class followers are almost like this?"

Luo Zhen will continue to give high praise.

In this case, the next time, the other party gave Luo Zhen a surprise.

"call!"

Just then, a gust of wind blew through, rolling up a little dust, and letting the surrounding trees sway.

Many leaves began to fly, from far to near, and finally, arrived at the boy's side with the sword.

Then the vision happened.

"laugh"

With a faint sound, a leaf splits neatly in front of the closed-eyed boy.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zhen blinked.

"嗤嗤嗤嗤嗤"

The next moment, the leaves that arrived in front of the boys all stepped on the same back road, like the invisible sharp edges cut neatly, accompanied by a faint tear, all one point For two.

The boys only keep the posture of holding the sword, and they do not move.

Do not.

It should be said that the opposite is true.

The other party has already moved.

Just, if you change to someone else's words, you will definitely not notice it.

Luo Zhen has only one idea.

"Good sword."

Yes.

So fast.

Really fast.

The other party did not completely move, but at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye, in the situation where the movement was reduced to a minimum, the speed of the flying leaves was swiftly attacked.

In this way, the leaves of the pieces are all cut neatly, without exception.

then

"Hey!"

In the sharp wind and the sound of the wind, the leaves are all cut into a neatly cut Japanese knife, which is like a flash of light, and the leaves of the pieces are pierced together at an alarming speed.

one strike.

Just one hit.

In this attack, the other party will wear the leaves that have been cut by themselves on the sword and accumulate in the part of the hilt.

"call"

Until then, the other person took a sigh of relief and relaxed the body while sweeping the leaves stacked on the hilt with extremely natural movements.

The other party's action was to let the strange feeling disappeared completely, just like a roaring tiger suddenly became a docile kitten, and it was an incredible realm.

To be honest, the other party's move is already at the level of art.

Even after seeing all kinds of martial arts, Luo Zhen, who even arrived at the martial arts of the gods, could not help but admire.

"it is good!"

This "good" sound is entirely from Luo's heart.

In exchange for it is

"Thank you."

The other party turned his head and looked at Luo’s direction. He was not surprised that Luo really appeared, but he was not scared. It was as if he had already noticed that Luo really existed, with a smile of embarrassment, toward Luo Zhen. Bowed.

In the state of being infinitely focused, the other party can even detect the existence of the leaves without relying on the eyes, and stage the skills. Luo Zhen does not have any cover-ups, and the other party naturally cannot be found.

The other party clearly showed such superb sword skills, but with a gentle smile on the face.

"Are you a freshman?"

The other party’s attitude is so friendly.

"Yes, I just entered school." Luo Zhen did not see, nodded directly, said: "My name is Luo Zhen, please advise."

"Ruozhen?" The other party saw Luo’s attitude as equally friendly. He was somewhat relieved: "My name is Heitie Yihui, please advise."

Black iron and one.

This is the name of this highly skilled boy.

In this regard

"Black iron?"

Luo Zhen couldn’t help but be amazed.

"Ah ha ha"

Yihui is like knowing why Luo Zhen made such a reaction. He scratched his head like a sly, and the smile on his face began to become somewhat helpless and bitter.

When you see it, Luo Zhen can be sure.

"Are you really that black iron?"

Luo Zhen asked this in a curious way.

"Well, I think it should be the black iron you imagined."

Yihui’s expression became more and more helpless, but he did not choose to conceal it and admitted it calmly.

This made Luo Zhen look a little change to the other's eyes.

Just because this surname is in this country, the meaning is not small.