Chapter 147 You Wanna... Rap Battle?

Jiang Xiao crouched down, his legs tense, one hand gripping the knife hilt protruding from his shoulder at a diagonal upward angle, almost leaping out.

Reason stopped Jiang Xiao in time.

But his aura couldn't be reined in, his killing intent soaring.

This was Jiang Xiao's subconscious action, barely processed by his brain, after all, he had spent the past few days fighting with White Ghosts.

The youth could feel that this was no joke, and definitely not in the realm of ordinary sparring or fighting.

The blizzard swept up the White Ghost Shaman's corpse, sending it tumbling all the way to the youth's feet, where he stomped on it.

Instantly, the atmosphere became tense!

"Yo, yo, yo..." the round-faced youth wearing a white cotton hat suddenly spoke.

Jiang Xiao: ???

What's happening?

I've seen awkward conversations, I've seen awkward dances, are you trying to have an awkward rap battle with me?

What?

Do you think the atmosphere is too tense?

Afraid of a real conflict, so this little round face is preparing to freestyle?

"Yo, yo, yo..."

Jiang Xiao looked at the round-faced youth still trying hard to "yo" but unable to come up with any other words, and Jiang Xiao was about to die of awkwardness.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but break the silence, saying:

"Look at this noodle, it's long and wide, just like this bowl, it's big and round?"

The heroic youth's mouth twitched awkwardly, and his hand holding the knife hilt trembled slightly.

The little round face blushed crimson with shame, almost as if blood was about to drip from it.

In the back, a girl with a bun hairstyle was stunned, her face astonished, barely able to speak.

And another girl with a bun hairstyle couldn't hold it in any longer, bursting into laughter, clutching her stomach, and plopping down on the snow: "Pfft... hahahahahahahahaha..."

"An Luming, get up and apologize! Little Ice Stick doesn't know anything, don't you know?" another bun-haired girl kicked the girl called An Luming on the butt.

The bun-haired girl covered her mouth with one hand, her body still trembling, clearly trying hard to hold back, and stood up, looking at the round-faced youth, saying: "Sorry, Zhuangzhuang, I didn't mean to... pfft~ haha, sorry."

"No, no, no, no, it's okay," the round-faced youth replied.

Jiang Xiao felt a little guilty, as if he had caused trouble; the other person wasn't trying to have an awkward rap battle, they had a stutter.

Jiang Xiao didn't mean to mock the other person; being cheeky and being a cheap jerk are two different things, and humor and malice are even more different.

The bun-haired girl who hadn't laughed at all comforted him, her words gentle and full of encouragement: "Qian Zhuang, just say it, don't be nervous, it's okay, you can go slower, don't rush."

"Yo, yo, yo, yo yo, you... quickly, persuade, persuade Wu, Wu..." the round-faced youth Qian Zhuang said haltingly.

"Wu Haoyang!" Finally, An Luming, who was sitting on the snow and almost rolling on the ground from laughter, spoke again, helping the youth complete the sentence.

An Youyou frowned, a little dissatisfied, and kicked An Luming on the butt again.

"Hey, sis, don't keep kicking me, I just wanted to help him say it, I was so anxious," An Luming wrinkled her little nose, got up from the snow, and patted the snow and shoe prints off her butt.

"I was born 11 seconds before you, I'm your older sister!" An Youyou glared at An Luming, then turned to look at the tall, heroic youth, saying: "Wu Haoyang, why are you stealing other people's things?"

"That's right," An Luming was obviously more lively, stomping her foot, saying: "Little Ice Stick is getting angry because of you!"

The youth called Wu Haoyang, with his foot on the White Ghost Shaman's corpse, tilted his body slightly, holding the yanyue blade horizontally in front of him, but he was still unyielding, saying: "Come on, let's fight!"

After confirming Qian Zhuang's intention, Jiang Xiao bowed apologetically to Qian Zhuang, and then looked towards Wu Haoyang.

Looking at the stubborn and headstrong youth in front of him, Jiang Xiao was also quite helpless; no one wanted to push anyone to the point of desperation, the other person should be a "martial arts fanatic" type of person, just wanting to spar.

But... I'm a doctor, what am I supposed to fight you for?

Wu Haoyang looked at Jiang Xiao's silent appearance, and immediately became angry, shouting: "Are you even a man? Being so indecisive, what kind of look is that! If you can't beat me, just say it, it's no big deal to admit defeat, be like a man!"

Hey, I'll be damned?

This young man even knows how to use reverse psychology?

Jiang Xiao was quite disdainful of this, but the other person's next action really made Jiang Xiao a little angry.

He saw Wu Haoyang step on the White Ghost Shaman's corpse, and shouted: "If you want this Star Bead, come and get it yourself!"

Jiang Xiao frowned slightly and said, "You really want to compete with me?"

"Of course!" Wu Haoyang's tiger eyes lit up slightly, his sharpness greatly enhanced.

Jiang Xiao nodded lightly and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Wu Haoyang's eyes widened, like a Vajra glaring in anger: "Don't you dare insult me!"

"Good!" Jiang Xiao suddenly shouted loudly, startling the other side, and saw Jiang Xiao slowly release the knife hilt, saying, "Give me that White Ghost Shaman Star Bead, I'll recover some star power, and have a fair duel with you."

The facts prove,

For those who have no principles, there is never such a thing as being unable to back down.

Without saying a word, Wu Haoyang directly slashed off the White Ghost Shaman's head with one strike, holding the yanyue blade sideways, like playing golf, and sent the bloody head flying over.

Jiang Xiao caught the head, drew the dagger from the side of his leg, quickly took the Star Bead, and directly absorbed it completely.

And the four students on the other side didn't seem to care about this "200,000".

Jiang Xiao saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart,

Silently sighing:

As expected, these people are all worthy of being friends.

Jiang Xiao just harvested the White Ghost Star Beads in front of the four people, and in the distance, An Luming said loudly: "Don't be afraid, Little Ice Stick, after you get hurt, I will heal you."

Jiang Xiao sighed in his heart, don't worry, kind young lady, I won't give you this chance.

Jiang Xiao harvested the Star Beads and said: "Create some distance, let's have an honorable battle!"

"Create some distance?" Wu Haoyang was stunned for a moment, glanced sideways at the giant blade behind Jiang Xiao, and was a little confused.

Jiang Xiao shouted loudly: "What? You don't dare!?"

When Wu Haoyang heard these words, he was immediately enraged, shouting angrily: "Good! All the rules are set by you, I only ask for a battle!"

Jiang Xiao nodded, quickly retreated, leaving a sentence far away: "My flying knives are accurate every time, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Wu Haoyang carried the yanyue blade and laughed in anger: "What a joke, bring it on!"

Jiang Xiao didn't respond any further, and his figure disappeared into the snow forest.

......

Ten minutes later, Qian Zhuang shivered and looked at Wu Haoyang, saying: "That, little, kid has, has, has, already run away?"

"How is that possible?" Wu Haoyang was on full alert, carefully looking around, "You saw the corpses all over the ground, even a White Ghost Shaman in this group that was completely wiped out! He is a strong person, strong people have dignity!"

Qian Zhuang: "But, but, but..."

Wu Haoyang looked vigilant: "Don't talk to me, I can't be distracted! I don't want to be killed by his flying knife! When he strikes, that's when he'll die!"

An Youyou put her hands in her pockets and said, "We've been here for a while, these corpses will attract other White Ghosts sooner or later."

An Luming hooked An Youyou's arm, stamping her feet because she was so cold, and occasionally gave herself a blessing: "Did Little Ice Stick sneak away?"

Wu Haoyang sniffed and said confidently, loudly: "Impossible! He has firm eyes and a steady face, he is definitely not a cunning and treacherous person."

An Luming: "I can't see that he has firm eyes and a steady face..."

Wu Haoyang shouted sharply: "Shut up, watch out for the flying knife!"

Qian Zhuang: "......"

An Youyou: "......"

An Luming: "......"

And in the distant depths of the snow forest,

Jiang Xiao's departing steps were so light and vigorous.