Northwest.

Redstone.

Zhenxi Wangfu School Field.

Sister Lianfeng and Wang Ye were both staring at the "burning stick" in Wang Yan's hand, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

Although Long Cheng is now a fifth-order Qi cultivator, he is still far inferior to Wang Yan in terms of body skills.

This is also expected by these two people.

Originally, when Wang Ye and Li Lianfeng saw Wang Yan's previous act of abandoning the sword, they intended to accept only one person from Longcheng as an apprentice, but in full view of everyone, if Wang Yan behaved badly, there would be a reason not to accept him.

But when the two of them were fighting, Wang Yan didn't fall into the disadvantage at all, which made Lianfeng's heart even more shaken.

An unstable first-order Qi cultivation and an already stable fifth-order Qi cultivation are naturally not the same. Under the premise that there is a huge gap in cultivation, the two of them fought against Wang Yan without falling into the disadvantage at all, presumably because of the weapon in Wang Yan's hand.

Mercy suddenly chuckled.

"It's kind of interesting that it looks like a sword but not a sword. “

Long Cheng looked down at the sword in his hand, this sword came from the hand of a famous immortal sect, and his father spent a lot of money to get it.

Note that it is exchanged and not bought.

Although the quality of this sword is far from being as high as that worn by people in the Immortal Sect, the word spirit sword is still worthy of it.

It's just that when fighting against Wang Yan, I always feel an inexplicable sense of oppression, and under Wang Yan's attack, I even have some trouble blocking, not to mention the swordsmanship that I have practiced weekdays.

After this spirit sword slammed into the iron lump in Wang Yan's hand a few times, there were fine cracks on it. The spirit stone array was constantly exuding aura, repairing the cracks in the sword body while consolidating the sword patterns on the sword body.

For the spirit sword in Long Cheng's hand, the sword body is still secondary, and the most important core of this sword is also precious, which is the sword pattern on it.

This sword body is like a tree, and the sword pattern is the rhizome of the tree, if the rhizome is not injured and the trunk is not cut from it, it is not a big deal to fall off the branches and leaves on weekdays.

It's just that what Long Cheng can't figure out is the same split, why the weapon in Wang Yan's hand has not moved at all, and the spirit sword in his hand is indeed scarred.

The one who charged the money couldn't even beat the white prostitute?! This Dragon City just can't accept it.

Long Cheng secretly pinched himself with his backhand, and the sword in his hand suddenly burst out like a flood, and an extremely dense aura erupted in an instant.

Then this aura was compressed and attached to the sword in his hand.

At this time, the sword seemed to be wrapped in a golden flame.

A smile appeared on Long Cheng's lips, and he looked at Wang Yan in front of him with a hint of mockery.

For this Wang Yan, Long Cheng almost hated it to the extreme, and wanted to come to the first meeting a few days ago.

When he was pressed into the mud puddle and slapped in the mouth, he was even more angry.

And when the prince saw that Longcheng pinched the trick, he turned his head to look at Lianfeng, while Li Lianfeng shook his head very innocently.

This was not taught to him by Li Lianfeng.

Long Cheng drank all his life, and the surrounding family servants were all shocked by this six- or seven-year-old child.

Ye Ling'er looked at the skyrocketing Dragon City, her hands were clenched tightly, and her nails were about to be buckled into the flesh.

The golden flame on the sword was majestic, and Long Cheng rushed towards Wang Yan with this spirit sword, and at this time, Wang Yan was also facing tremendous pressure.

Now Dragon City's movements are too fast, and the speed has doubled compared to before.

At this time, Wang Yan didn't dare to fight with him, although he didn't know what the effect of the golden flame was, he still instinctively wanted to avoid the attack of Dragon City.

After a few swords, there were already several fine sword marks on Wang Yan's clothes, but he was not scratched by the sword.

While Long Cheng was holding a sword and cutting through his clothes, Wang Yan also sensed some of the characteristics of the golden flame.

Hot and sharp.

Looking at the scratches on his clothes, his skin was burned black by the scorching golden flame, although it was far less painful than he imagined, but it was still scorched after all.

Seeing the gap in Longcheng's attack, Wang Yan took five steps back and knelt on one knee.

Wang Yan was very stunned, he didn't block any of the swords just now.

When his movements stopped, the pain of the scorch marks on his body became more and more obvious at this time.

When Long Cheng saw Wang Yan fleeing at this time, he also stopped his attack, and also knelt on one knee, holding a sword in one hand and panting on the side.

As a standard rich second generation, his father naturally left him a lot of good things.

Money and the like are not to mention for the time being, such as storage rings, which are scarce in this Xiuzhen family, all kinds of cultivation exercises, and spirit stones.

From the various cultivation pills that can be used in the early stage, down to the Liuwei Dihuang Pill and so on.

The reserves are quite sufficient.

And Wang Yan's side also has it.

What kind of storage ring, what kind of exercise pills, medicinal materials, etc., Wang Yan estimates that he has it in his novice gift bag, but who knows that this "Meng Xing" used his remaining spiritual power to set up a seal for himself before leaving, this is really ****

As a traverser, Wang Yan still has a lot of tricks to tinker with on weekdays, such as the small wooden barrel on his waist.

There is a slow gunpowder stuffed inside, and his own crude gunpowder is naturally not powerful, Wang Yan has tried it with a cap, but this gunpowder can't explode, but this spark can rush more than a meter high.

Thinking that today's apprenticeship ceremony may be a little said, maybe I have to have a fight with this Dragon City brother, I heard that this Dragon City brother has now reached the fifth level of Qi training, so I brought this thing for insurance.

It's called a powder keg, but it's actually a big flower.

However, this kind of big flower was also used by the troops in Wang Yan's previous life, that is, the famous rainstorm pear flower gun.

Tie a firework canister to the front of the spear and light the fireworks when facing the enemy, and the blazing sparks can even make people lose their eyes when they are looking at them.

Sparks can also ignite the opponent's clothes and burn the skin.

These effects are incidental, the main one being the last one.

According to modern eyes, the practice of melon peel was quite effective in ancient times, so that it played the title of "Rainstorm Pear Flower Gun".

Long Cheng saw Wang Yan take out the wooden barrel, and his eyes suddenly became a little surprised.

What do you mean, thirsty?

I saw that Wang Yan stretched out his hand and pulled out the lead in the barrel, but the gunpowder did not erupt as instantly as Wang Yan imagined.

Rather, there was no reaction at all.

Seeing that Wang Yan had made a move, Long Cheng hurriedly got up to take precautions, and took the opportunity to swing his sword at Wang Yan.

I saw Wang Yan waving his hands and shouting.

"How do you kid play yin, you wait for me for a while. “

After speaking, he took out the fire sickle from his bosom and set it on fire.

"......"

The barrel burst into flames, and the sparks flew a meter or two.

Wang Yan held the wooden barrel in one hand and the "Xingchen Gong" in the other, and ran towards Dragon City.

Long Cheng had seen this kind of formation there, there was no gunpowder in this world, and everyone had an instinctive fear of flames in their hearts.

Seeing Wang Yan rushing towards him with the big wooden barrel that could breathe fire, Long Cheng was so frightened that he ran away.

In terms of physical strength, Wang Yan is naturally stronger than Long Cheng, not to mention that Long Cheng used the exercise method to temporarily increase his physical strength just now, and his physical strength is not abundant at this time.

Wang Yan caught up with Long Cheng without two steps, holding a powder keg against Long Cheng's ass.

The scorching scorching scar, the hot dragon city jumped and jumped.

I saw that on this school field,

After the back butt caught fire, Long Cheng ran faster as if he had been stimulated to his potential again, and at the same time screamed a little louder.

"Waha......"

Night.

The dust settled.

Wang Yan finally successfully completed the apprenticeship ceremony, and the prince and Li Lianfeng also dispelled their thoughts of not accepting Wang Yan.

Wang Yan was sitting on Ye Ling'er's lap at this time, and Ye Ling'er was applying ointment to the scars on Wang Yan's body.

Thinking that Wang Yan might be injured today, this room prepared all kinds of medicines to treat sword wounds.

But who would have thought that it would not be useful at all.

The white ointment was applied to the body, and it was a little stinging at first, but then it felt very cold and comfortable.

This ointment was given by the prince, and it was a rare thing that only princes and nobles could afford.

This thing is much better than Yunnan Baiyao.

Sitting on my mother's lap, I thought that these things during this time were over.

Suddenly, he felt two tears falling on his cheeks, and when he looked up, he saw Ye Ling'er's eyes red.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"

Hurriedly got up, and the handkerchief wiped away the tears on Ye Ling'er's face.

Ye Linger took the handkerchief in Wang Yan's hand and wiped her eyes.

"It's okay, what should you do, why are you going, mother, it's okay. ”

After speaking, he got up and was about to go out, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly thought of something, turned back to Wang Yan and said.

"The child in Dragon City seems to be seriously injured, there is still a surplus of this ointment, you go and take this ointment to see others, after all, it is a senior brother, and there should be no gap in the relationship between the two of you. ”

Wang Yan nodded in response.

"Okay......

What the palace never expected this time was that it was Long Cheng who was injured in the fight between these two children.

Long Cheng was lying on the bed in tears at this time, his pants faded to his knees, revealing his burned PP. On one side, a maid was applying ointment to herself.

Yes, he is wronged, he is especially wronged.

He never expected that he would be so seriously injured when his cultivation was much higher than Wang Yan's.

"Knock knock. “

After knocking on the door three times, Wang Yan pushed the door and entered, without waiting for someone in the house to respond.

Seeing that it was Wang Yan, Long Cheng immediately said cautiously.

"What are you doing here!"

"Of course, I'm here to see my dear little junior brother. ”

Although he didn't have much contact with this Wang Yan, Long Cheng knew in his heart how insidious and cunning this kid in front of him was, and he didn't get any benefit from facing this person several times.

After Wang Yan waved his hand and signaled the maid to go out, he said to Long Cheng with a wicked smile.

"Hey, hey, hey, my lovely little brother, I'm coming. ”

Long Cheng looked at Wang Yan who was smiling evilly, and he was still carrying a small white porcelain bottle in his hand, and he didn't know what was in the bottle......

Long Cheng thought that Wang Yan was going to be bad again, so he struggled to get up and pull his pants up again. “

"Ah!! don't, don't, stay away from me......"

"Even-roar, my poor Oudoudou......"

Wang Yan grabbed Long Cheng's pants that had not yet been lifted, and began to give him medicine.