Zhong Ziqi and Su Yiwen looked at each other, and a strong coercion erupted from both of them, and all the senior brothers hid on the side to watch this strongest battle.

Senior Brother D narrowed his eyes and said viciously: "With Senior Sister's cultivation in the Great Perfection of the Crystal Condensation Realm, I will definitely be able to beat this kid to the ground, the farts and the urine, the seven up and eight down, and the chickens and dogs jump ......."

Senior Brother E sighed and said worriedly, "Alas, I hope." ”

......

Su Yiwen said in his heart: "This kid has been using the power of the Yuan Shen during the competition, could it be that there is a problem with his spiritual root?"

In order to confirm the conjecture in his heart, Su Yiwen took the lead.

I only saw the Bibo Chunyin Sword in her hand, which was instantly plated with a layer of turquoise light, and then the storm arose, curling her long black hair.

At this time, Su Yiwen's whole body was floating in the air, and she was like a fallen leaf, rising and moving with the wind.

Su Yiwen: "The second style of the wind chanting sword technique - the wind chanting butterfly dance." ”

She exhaled with a sword, and the sword light flew in a spiral, coupled with her graceful posture, just like a butterfly fluttering in the wind, but the dazzling butterfly wings were sharp blades.

On the other hand, on Zhong Ziqi's side, he did not choose to be tough with Su Yiwen, but just retreated step by step, controlling the blade of the fallen leaf wind blade to hit the blade of the butterfly wing, so as to attack and defend, and resolve Su Yiwen's sword momentum.

In the face of Zhong Ziqi's layers of defense, Su Yiwen was not in a hurry, she patiently controlled the output of spiritual power in her body, and the competition between the two moves reached a delicate balance in this back and forth.

After a few moves, Zhong Ziqi strongly felt that the Yuan Shen was a little tired, and he secretly said in his heart: "It seems that this girl wants to slowly consume my Yuan Shen power, and then take me down in one fell swoop." Right now, it's a bit tricky. ”

The speed at which the spirit restores its spiritual power is far lower than the speed at which the spirit root recovers its spiritual power, and it was originally just a few competitions, Zhong Ziqi consumed a lot of Yuan Shen power, and if he fought a protracted battle with Su Yiwen again, he would fall into disadvantage.

Of course, the reason why Su Yiwen adopts the tactical style of playing is mainly because she is afraid that Zhong Ziqi will have a backhand. After all, she couldn't be sure whether Zhong Ziqi's spiritual root was a problem or if he was deliberately hiding his strength.

These two people have their own thoughts, but the senior brothers on the side can't stand it.

Senior Brother D couldn't bear it anymore and said: "These two people's moves are soft, and their eyes are still eyebrows, is this a competition or flirting?"

Senior Brother E slapped the back of D's head and said, "You stupid fool, this Zhong Ziqi has robbed the position of the senior sister's superior disciple, can our junior sister let him go casually? ”

Senior Brother D covered the back of his head and said aggrievedly: "Senior Brother is reasonable......

Alas, Zhong Zi Qi wanted to fight a quick battle, but Su Yiwen was too conservative, Bi Bo Chun Yin Sword and dog skin plaster entangled Zhong Zi Period, and every time Zhong Zi Period increased the output of the wind blade, Su Yiwen easily resolved it with surging spiritual power.

Zhongzi attacked, Su Yiwen defended; Su Yiwen attacked, Zhongzi defended.

The fight between the two is like dancing, and people who don't know think they are participating in a turn-based competition.

Su Yiwen said with a smile: "Senior brother is a little powerless. ”

Zhong Ziqi replied: "Senior sister is like a fluttering moth, dangling in front of me, making my junior brother dizzy. ”

His words did not arouse Su Yiwen's anger, and Su Yiwen continued: "Senior brother, I hope you know in this competition that the position of a superior disciple is not something that can be obtained by showing off some cleverness and recklessness......

"There is a flaw!" Zhong Ziqi didn't have the heart to listen to Su Yiwen's nagging, he seized the gap between Su Yiwen and the sword, and hit the tip of the sword with lightning speed.

Su Yiwen did not have a sharp sword aura when he collected his sword, and the damage caused to Zhong Ziqi was only piercing his body. Of course, Zhong Ziqi deliberately avoided the key points and did not die a whimper.

A stream of scorching blood hit Su Yiwen's face, and she was stupid on the spot.

Su Yiwen wanted to scream, but the thick bloody qi rushed into her nose crazily, making her gag again and again.

The senior brothers were even more stunned, and shouted, "What the hell, this guy is so fierce!"

The blood of Zhong Ziqi hit their vision, although they often had the words "fight and kill" on their lips, but they never killed people.

After all, they are all flowers that grow in greenhouses, and at most they have slaughtered a few demon beasts, and they have never really done anything about killing.

"Hmph. Zhong Ziqi endured the pain, and took Su Yiwen into his arms with his left hand, only to see a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "I am not only smart and have a good tongue, but I am also ruthless." I'm sorry, sister, but I won this one. ”

Su Yiwen suddenly came back to her senses, only then did she find that her body had been firmly locked in Zhong Ziqi's arms, she was about to resist, but seeing the sword wound pierced in Zhong Ziqi's chest, she softened her heart again.

The arc of the streamer shone in the palm of Zhong Zi's right hand, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth was compressed, and finally condensed into a powerful wind whirlpool.

Su Yiwen: "You!"

Zhong Ziqi: "The wind is singing in autumn." ”

This move is a powerful single attack, and Zhong Ziqi also used it on Su Yiwen at such a close range, although he injured the enemy by a thousand, he would also lose eight hundred.

It's just that there is only one chance, and he has to hit Su Yiwen hard.

The wind whirlwind directly hit Su Yiwen's lower abdomen, Su Yiwen coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew to the ground, her clothes shattered in the whirlwind.

"I lost!" was the only one in her mind.

Zhong Ziqi's body also suffered part of the aftermath of the whirlwind, the sword wound on his chest cracked open again, and the corners of his green shirt also ticked with beads of blood.

He stood up strongly, walked up to Su Yiwen step by step, and asked, "Senior sister, are you still not convinced?"

Su Yiwen was lying on the ground, two lines of tears welling up in her eyes. At this moment, she only felt that she was extremely wronged, and her original proud and powerful heart was suddenly shattered by Zhong Ziqi's shot.

She struggled to get up, looked up at Zhong Ziqi's expressionless face, and asked, "That's all you want to ask?"

Zhong Ziqi: "If the senior sister disagrees with me, then we will continue to compete." ”

"You ......" Su Yiwen only said one word, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence, only silently reciting in his heart: "Do you only care about the result?"

She looked a little melancholy, and her eyes deliberately avoided Zhong Ziqi, who didn't speak again, just quietly waited for Su Yiwen's answer.

Su Yiwen propped her hands on the ground, she stood up alone, and said to herself, "Okay...... Good...... Good...... From today onwards, you are the superior disciple of Qiu Yin Peak. ”