Qin Chaoyun is already extremely beautiful, and the falling flower swordsmanship is a very suitable swordsmanship for women, and her set of swordsmanship is more like a beautiful dance.

There are even people in the academy who like music, and they also gave a live accompaniment.

The beauty of the people, the beauty of the sword, and the beauty of the song.

The whole scene becomes less like a battle and more like a poetic personal sword dance.

There are even idlers who use the shadow stone to record this image and spread it.

......

The flowers fall, the sword falls, and the song ends.

Qin Chaoyun's figure overlapped with the falling flowers, and finally gradually appeared on the Douling platform.

On the fighting spirit platform, she is the only one left, independent of the high platform.

At this time, Lu Wuxing was already standing beside Lu Wuxing in a distraction, looking at the heroic posture of the woman in blue on the stage, and muttered:

"I lost, she didn't use spiritual power. I was defeated by my proudest martial arts.

You're right, in the world of martial artists, masters are like clouds, speed is not everything, it's me who is too self-righteous. ”

Lu Wuxing didn't say anything, just patted his younger brother's shoulder.

On the contrary, Yang Jiumei pursed her lips and couldn't help complaining:

"I really don't know what you like about Nangong Yuling, in addition to her identity as a princess, in terms of appearance, potential, and character, which point is comparable to my sister Chaoyun?"

"Yes, she's really, really, beautifully, perfectly, and that's the real goddess. Lu Wuxing nodded subconsciously, his gaze stayed on Qin Chaoyun's body, and he muttered:

"The Falling Flower Man is independent, and she has mastered the essence of this set of swordsmanship. ”

Yang Jiumei opened her mouth, and the set of words she had prepared was unexpectedly unspeakable.

She thought that this bastard would argue, why did she accept this fact so quickly?

Could it be that he really doesn't like Nangong Yuling anymore?

"That, your princess Yuling seems to be crying angrily. Yang Jiumei reminded.

Lu Wuxing didn't seem to hear it, but he really didn't react? The man's heart changed, it was really terrifying!

......

Qin Chaoyun on the stage was still asking:

"Next, is anyone coming?"

There are ghosts when someone comes!

Lu Wuxing was already the first person in the spirit stage, and he had lost so badly. Who is still looking for abuse to challenge Qin Chaoyun? This Douling Platform can't be challenged across the border, so how can it be played?

Qin Chaoyun also had no choice, he didn't fight, but no one responded to the battle, and there was no way.

When he got off the Douling Platform, Nangong Yuling was still talking nonsense:

"If you are greedy and chew too much, Qin Chaoyun, if you are obsessed with martial arts, you are not afraid of delaying the cultivation of spiritual power. ”

"Delay spiritual power cultivation? I think it's okay, I'm quite satisfied with my cultivation speed. I said Princess Yuling, take care of yourself, don't be overtaken by me. Qin Chaoyun gave her a sarcastic smile.

In the entire academy, who else is faster than Qin Chaoyun's cultivation speed?

Or in the entire Terran world, I haven't heard of anyone who cultivates faster than her, right?

Qin Chaoyun walked past Nangong Yuling in a high-profile manner, and then remembered something, and stopped:

"Ah, by the way, the one-year appointment, you should still remember? One year is really a long time, I don't know what stage of spiritual power can I, a person who has been delayed by martial arts, reach in a year? I don't know if I can break through the third realm." ”

"You!" Nangong Yuling was really angry and speechless.

She couldn't say anything anymore, only deep fear now.

Their Nangong family is also a family of thousands of years, and there are many records in the family.

Regarding the qualifications of the Nine Stars, an ancestor of the Nangong family once recorded what he had seen and heard, which was about the Divine Phoenix Divine Venerable, and the description was very detailed, and he left a sentence: "The assets of the Nine Stars can reach the sky! The descendants of Nangong must not go against the people of the Nine Stars." ”

It's a pity, Nangong Chen, Nangong Yuling, their brothers and sisters have outstanding qualifications, and they have long been accustomed to the feeling of being sought after, and they are already a little fluttering, how can they listen to the admonitions in the book again.

"Qin Chaoyun, since you are good at martial arts, dare to fight me in advance!" Nangong Yuling was frightened, and couldn't help but make a clever request.

"I can't ask for it. ”

I'm waiting for your words!

"Okay, then I wish you an early breakthrough to the Second Realm, the day you break through is the time when we go to the Douling Altar. ”

Nangong Yuling said that he was high-sounding, but he was actually afraid of Qin Chaoyun in his heart.

A year later, a year later, Qin Chaoyun's terrifying qualification was promoted to what realm! She really didn't dare to wait!

Dou Lingtai is not allowed to cross the border to challenge, she is now a third-level spirit master, so she still has to wait for Qin Chaoyun to break through to the spirit master realm before she can fight.

When she first broke through, there was a gap in level and experience, and her chances of winning would be greater.

Seeing Qin Chaoyun's falling flower swordsmanship, Nangong Yuling had long lost confidence, and she herself decided in her heart that if she waited until Qin Chaoyun was at the same level as her, she would definitely be the one who lost.

The thoughts of the two daughters coincide.

It was so happily decided.

But there was a matter on his mind, and Qin Chaoyun was also in a good mood. She didn't want to eat the lunch in the cafeteria, even if Lu Wuxing took the initiative to treat herself to make amends, she still didn't bother to go.

Compared with the food in the cafeteria, it is still Jimoyuan's silver bean shortbread, which is more in line with her appetite.

"Hey, such a good delicacy, why is it from the hands of bad people?" Qin Chaoyun couldn't help but sigh.

"Who are you talking about who is the bad guy?" Feng Wenjun suddenly appeared in front of Qin Chaoyun.

Qin Chaoyun was not surprised, he just smiled: "A very handsome man, but a little annoying." ”

"I know, it must be Mr. Jimo. You like him, don't you?"

Like him, like to torture him!

"How is it possible!" Qin Chaoyun refused: "I just appreciate his cooking skills a little." ”

"'If you want to conquer a man, you must first conquer her stomach. This is the famous quote left by my ancestors. Feng Wenjun chatted with Qin Chaoyun seriously.

Qin Chaoyun smiled, with a hint of warmth in her smile: the ancestor of the Feng family she said was her mother Feng Xingying.

"By the way, I watched the competition just now, and your falling flower sword technique is indeed very subtle, stronger than me. "Feng Wenjun is not pretentious.

I don't know why, she, the high-ranking Protector Spirit Emperor, actually regarded Qin Chaoyun as her equal.

Qin Chaoyun didn't say anything more to her, saying a lot of mistakes. What should I do if I get acquainted with her, and people want to see her unwarranted Youying master?

Qin Chaoyun simply handed a piece of silver bean shortbread to Feng Wenjun and sealed her mouth.

Feng Wenjun's eyes lit up after eating the silver bean shortbread: "Little sister, tell me quickly, did Mr. Jimo make it for you?"

Qin Chaoyun nodded.

"No, I envy you to death, how can there be a man in this world who is so good at cooking? You are too happy, and he is still so handsome, and he is good to you. ”

Which eye did you see that he was good to me?

He hates me getting close, and deliberately suppresses my cultivation, so I won't pay for my life!

It's good that I didn't worship him as a teacher!

"I'm pitiful, without the look of a man like you, who loves when he sees it. Speaking of which, even in our Advanced Spirit Academy, it is rare to see such a perfect man as Mr. Jimo. Little sister, you have to hold on. Feng Wenjun complained to himself.

I said, sister, are you really Aunt Feng Wenjun, the Protector of the Spirit King? It can't be a fake, right?

Fortunately, Feng Wenjun's sigh was only for a while, and the two walked out of the academy side by side and went straight to the direction of the black market.