Call!

Call!

A rapid wheezing sound came out, and Bai Mo stood in the school field with a slight white face, looking at the war drums that were split on all sides, with a smug smile on his face.

Then he glanced at the last ninth drum, cut it, and finally gave up on the attack.

The eighth drums had already made him do his best, and if he continued to attack the ninth, not only would he not be able to break them, but he was even afraid that the rebound of the drums would seriously injure him.

"The Eighth ......"

Yang Deng climbed and looked at Bai Mo's fragmented eighth-sided war drum, and then glanced at his eighth-sided war drum with only one crack, and a trace of unwillingness flashed on his face.

is also a seventh-order martial arts existence, he can only leave a crack on the war drum, but Bai Mo can crush it, doesn't this mean that he is not as good as Bai Mo, and in public, even his father Yang Baizhan is watching from a close distance, isn't he disgraced his father.

Bang Bang Bang!

A round of applause rang out, and Yang Baizhan looked at Bai Mo in admiration: "It is worthy of being the pride of the Bai family, and the seventh order of the martial artist can break through the eight-sided war drums!"

The other soldiers in the school were also full of shock, each of them had tried to break the war drum, so they knew very well that the further the nine-sided war drum went, the more difficult it was, for example, a third-order genius of the martial artist could break the four-sided war drum, but it was extremely difficult for a seventh-order genius of the martial artist to break the seventh-sided war drum, let alone break the eight-sided war drum.

But Bai Mo did it, is this the genius of the Bai family, I am afraid that with his talent, as he grows older, he will have the opportunity to become one of the top ten sons in the future.

"The people of the Bai family really can't use common sense to speculate. ”

Many noble disciples were looking at Bai Mo's figure with flickering eyes, compared to those civilians, they knew the horror of the Bai family better, so they were not so shocked by Bai Mo's performance.

"It seems that the princess guard this time is white ink. ”

"Damn, Bai Mo has been pursuing the princess in the first place, and with his identity and strength, now he has the opportunity to get close to the princess, and the princess will be snatched away!"

"The princess is not yours, what are you anxious about. ”

"He is a member of the Bai family, and his talent and status are not comparable to us, so only people like him can be worthy of the princess. ”

At this time, whether it was the crowd of the Sixiang National Courtyard or the Holy National Courtyard, they were all whispering, and between the words, it seemed that the identity of the personal guard had fallen into the hands of Bai Mo, and there were many people who admired Yang Ruoying with envy, as if Yang Ruoying would definitely fall into Bai Mo's offensive.

"The strength is stronger than Fu Ling. ”

Zhou Fu secretly said in his heart, although Fu Ling is already a martial artist of the eighth order, his strength is not as good as Bai Mo of the seventh order of martial arts, it seems that this Bai Mo is not only a second ancestor who relies on the Bai family to show off his martial arts, at least his talent and strength are very strong.

At this time, listening to the noise of the crowd and looking at the shock on everyone's faces, Bai Mo's face showed a hint of arrogance, if he could be born a few years earlier, he would definitely be able to occupy the position of one of the top ten sons, the difference between him and the top ten sons is only age, after all, his natural strength is not comparable to these ants.

Then he turned his head to look in the direction where everyone in the Sixiang National Court was, or rather, looked directly at Zhou Fu, and sneered: "The princess's daughter's body, the status is respected, and the person who can match the princess is indispensable in terms of talent, strength, and status, and the untouchables must have the appearance of untouchables, don't think that if you have a little strength, you don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick, and you want to covet the princess's dignity, ridiculous ants." ”

Everyone's peace

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Calmed down, looking at Zhou Fu with a different color, although Bai Mo did not name him, everyone could see that he was talking to Zhou Fu, which means that Zhou Fu was also interested in the princess.

At this time, Bai Mo no longer glanced at Zhou Fu, turned to look at Yang Ruoying, with a soft smile on his face, graceful, and Yang Ruoying also smiled slightly, but was still silent.

"Your Highness. ”

Bai Mo looked at Yang Wangce and nodded slightly.

Yang Wangce chuckled and said, "Although I knew that Brother Bai was extremely good, it still amazed me. ”

"Your Highness has won the award, and it's just a small skill of carving insects. ”

The corners of Bai Mo's mouth raised a trace of smug arc: "Your Highness, as the princess's personal guard, I will do my best to protect the princess." ”

"Is your brain broken, has the winner been revealed?"

At this time, an indifferent ridicule sounded, making Bai Mo's face sink, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Fu: "What, you still want to humiliate yourself in front of so many people?"

Zhou Fu said lightly: "I like to lose face, but I just want to see others lose face, especially people like you." ”

Bai Mo stared at Zhou Fu gloomily, and slowly revealed a cold smile: "Untouchables are untouchables, they like to ask for their own hardships, so you can know how big the gap between the two of us is." ”

Opened their mouths and closed their mouths of untouchables, those noble disciples listened to it and were accustomed to it, but all the civilian disciples present had a somewhat unpleasant face, because they were often called so by those noble disciples.

Jiuyou whispered behind Zhou Fu's back, "Kill him?"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Zhou Fu's forehead, and he coughed lightly: "No." ”

If Bai Mo dies here, it is estimated that the entire imperial city will be shaken, and few people in the Bai family can withstand the anger. In addition, although Zhou Fu didn't have a good impression of Bai Mo, he guessed that there should be other relationships between him and Bai Mo, and he would figure this out in person in the future.

Zhou Fu asked softly, "Hate him?"

Jiuyou nodded slightly, and Zhou Fu grinned: "Then I let him be speechless, so how about letting you see him being slapped in the face by me?"

Jiuyou nodded again, and got the encouragement of the beauty, well, this is encouragement in Zhou Fu's heart, Zhou Fu looked at Bai Mo with a malicious face, this time you have to work hard, you can't let Jiuyou down.

Bai Mo frowned, he didn't know why Zhou Fu's expression made him so unhappy, after all, Zhou Fu and Jiuyou's whispering conversation, only the two of them heard it, otherwise he would have been half angry to death.

Zhou Fu turned his smug face into a crying face. ”

Wei Shuirou said, obviously she was not happy with white ink.

"Rest assured. ”

Zhou Fu walked out slowly, heading towards the column of war drums in front of him, everyone's eyes were slightly condensed, and Zhou Fu was serious. Suddenly, everyone's hearts were looking forward to it, did Zhou Fu really want to overpower that white ink?

Yang Wangce and Yang Ruoying also looked at Zhou Fu, every Zhou Fu could bring them surprises, and what tricks could Zhou Fu have this time.

"I'd like to see how many drums you can break. ”

Bai Mo smiled coldly, his eyes full of mockery. Zhou Fu's cultivation is only the sixth order of martial arts, and he is delusional to surpass the eight-sided drum he shattered, wishful thinking.

Zhou Fu walked to the first war drum under the watchful eye, exhaled lightly, and his face suddenly became solemn.

Airplanes!

A faint sharp aura filled his body, and he raised his right hand slightly, his palm like a sharp sword

, and then slowly slashed down, descending on the first war drum.

Boom!

A heavy sound of war drums sounded, the same as the sound of war drums beaten by the previous few people

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It's completely different, as if there are countless war drums echoing in the school grounds, but Zhou Fu only beat the first war drum.

Buzz! Buzz!

The sound of the war drums echoed, and cracks spread evenly from the place where the palms of the surrounding hands came into contact with the war drums, and soon the entire war drums were covered with cracks, but they remained intact and did not shatter like the previous challenge.

"What's the matter, can't Zhou Bi even beat the first war drum?"

Everyone wondered in their hearts, Zhou Fu's approach was completely different from the previous three, there was no domineering and frivolity of the previous three at all, but for some reason, the first war drum seemed to never stop, and the drum continued to reverberate, giving people an uplifting feeling.

The next moment, a sharp light flashed in Zhou Fu's eyes, and the sword momentum that shrouded him suddenly increased, and at the same time, when the first war drum continued to echo, Zhou Fu's palm knife seemed to cross a perfect arc in the air, quietly slashing on the second war drum.

Buzz! Buzz!

As if concocted, the surface of the second war drum was quickly covered with cracks, but it remained intact at all times, and at the same time, the war drum, which was heavier than the first one, suddenly sounded and reverberated continuously.

Without any stopping, the right palm just slashed on the war drum, and naturally crossed a perfect arc in the air, slashing on the next war drum, precise and beautiful, as if dancing.

And as Zhou Fu continued to go backwards, the sword momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, and in a blink of an eye, he slashed on the sixth war drum, starting from the first war drum, to the sixth war drum, there were already six war drums constantly echoing in the school field, as if playing the music of marching, the whole school field became extremely solemn.

"Wonderful!"

Yang Wangce looked at the figure of Zhou Fu stepping towards the seventh war drum, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He knew that although the war drums that had been cut by Zhou Fu were full of cracks, they were still intact, and Zhou Fu did it on purpose, and after Zhou Fu saw the three people in front of him beating the drums, he had already figured out each drum, and every time he slashed, he deliberately controlled the extreme strength that the war drum could withstand, so he did this scene, which is also the reason why the sound of war drums continued to echo.

What surprised Yang Wangce even more was that it was precisely because Zhou Fu controlled the power of his slashes very accurately, so every slash could make the war drum transmit the greatest rebound power, and Zhou Fu borrowed this rebound power, and let this force drive his right palm, and then drive his body from the right palm, and cut the next war drum, so it would look natural, as if he was dancing.

It's easy to say, but it's extremely difficult to do the degree of circumference, a little stronger strength, it will be like the previous three people will annihilate the war drums, unable to transmit the power of rebound, a little weaker strength, you can't beat the war drums, and you can't take advantage of the momentum so naturally to continue to cut backwards.

That's right, this is like borrowing momentum, but the warrior borrows the momentum of heaven and earth against the enemy, and Zhou Fu borrows the power of the war drum rebound at this time.

"Do you want to gather all the power of the first eight war drums to bounce off the ninth war drum......

Wei Shuirou's face was a little moved, not to mention whether this idea is feasible or not, let's just say that it is extremely difficult to perfectly control the eight-sided war drums with increasing strength.

Few people present could see Zhou Fu's intentions, but even if they were not strong enough, they could also see Zhou Fu at this time, every slash was perfect to the extreme, natural, impeccable, and it made people's hearts happy to watch, and the sound of war drums echoed around them made their hearts beat, as if they had really stepped on the battlefield.

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