With a "bell", the long sword glowing with pale cyan light slashed heavily on the cross-blocking wood knife. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An indescribable weight came from his wrist, and Ah Ku frowned, forced to take several steps back by the intense sword intent that followed.

In just one month, the other party has actually grown so much.

Ah Ku stared at the white deer behind the long sword, his heart was mixed, and he was very uncomfortable.

Bailu, who obviously had the upper hand, had a stinky face, looking at Ah Ku condescendingly, feeling very bored.

"Hey! Aunt Wang! When will you be able to gather Dan? ”

Ah Ku, who was pressed back by the long sword, stabilized his center of gravity, pushed violently, and after successfully pushing the opponent away, he stood still with the knife in one hand.

She said coldly: "When do I gather Dan to care for you?" ”

Ah Ku's tone was a little rushed, and Bailu frowned: "How do you speak, I care about you kindly, if you don't appreciate it, you will still kill me!" ”

Ah Ku is speechless, every day the village aunt is not even a good name, Bailu will care about her? I didn't believe her to death.

In fact, Bailu himself also felt that he was a wretch, when he was at the same level, he looked at her unpleasantly every day, and he always loved to fight with her, scrambling to grab her, and wished that one day he could trample her to death.

Now it's okay, I've risen to the middle itch, and I've really stepped on her underneath, but Bailu is not happy at all, she has lost her competitors, and her life is worse than the days when she was often defeated by Ah Ku before!

She now sits on the chair in the itchy classroom every day, either in a daze, or wandering, and always recalls the days when she quarreled with Ah Ku in the itch, and even the always gentle and good-tempered Ji Tianzhenjun has punished her several times, but she just feels that she can't lift her spirit.

It's like a flower that hasn't been watered for a long time and is beginning to wither day by day.

The only day that can make her suffer from a long drought is a martial arts instruction class every seven days.

Maybe it's because her mental state is very different before and after, Jifeng Zhenjun, who is specifically responsible for urging her disciples to practice martial arts, is very upper, and she and Ah Ku are arranged in a group every time.

But....... Boring, pretty boring!

Ah Ku, who still can't break through Cheng Dan, is only a little more intense than the little ants on the ground, and the battle is not as pleasant as when the same level is evenly matched before.

Bai Lu lost interest, and the pale cyan light on the long sword in his hand gradually disappeared.

She raised her hand and said to Jifeng Zhenjun: "Don't fight, don't fight." ”

Jifeng smiled casually: "You want to admit defeat?" ”

Bailu put the sword back into its sheath and walked off the test table, leaving only a back for him: "Whatever." ”

Sitting on the chair, Jifeng, who crossed Erlang's legs, glanced at Ah Ku, who was still on the stage, and waved his hand to let Tianxi write it down.

Every seven days, the martial arts class will record the number of victories and defeats of the disciples' battles, and there is no reward for the most victories, but the most negative, Jifeng Zhenjun provides a series of strengthening special training, so the disciples of Qingyuan will come to the competition in high spirits every day, so that they will not suffer from the poison of the second demon king of Qingyuan in the next week.

Willing to take the loss, Bailu's reluctance to fight was obviously disgusted that the opponent was too weak, Ah Ku's face was red and white, and he felt that he had been humiliated like never before.

She really wanted to fight with Bailu, who had already turned her back, with a firewood knife like this, but she still had a clear mind and told her that even if she fought, she would definitely lose to Bailu now.

The momentary humiliation and the humiliation of being hung and beaten after choking, Ah Ku felt that it would be better for the former to have happened.

Taking a deep breath, swallowing the anger back to the bottom of his heart, Ah Ku walked off the competition platform in the eyes of the disciples in the audience.

The martial arts instructor was supposed to be separate from the middle and lower itches, but because there is only Ah Ku alone in the lower itch now, the troublesome Jifeng Zhenjun reconciled the time into one.

Ah Ku originally liked Jifeng's decision, because she still preferred to compete and play with her itchy brothers and sisters than being alone, especially among her three sworn friends in Qingyuan Xianshan - the Ding family sisters and Li Yuansheng, as well as her cousin Wang Youdong and Li Yuansheng's twin brother Li Yuanxiao.

But now she began to hate his decision again, because the difference in strength between her and the middle itch disciples was too great.

Without spells, she could hang any disciple present at will, but with the addition of spells, she would only be ravaged by the disciples present until her body was completely exhausted.

With or without spells, the difference is so big.

Therefore, the current Ah Ku is an outlier in this group of people, although everyone present does not want to exclude or isolate her, but the difference in level is like a huge chasm between Ah Ku and the others.

Even though they sat so close to her.

The Ding family sisters, the Li family brothers, and Ah Ku's cousin Wang Youdong looked at the sullen Ah Ku and sighed worriedly.

The biggest difference between the middle and lower itching is whether or not you have practiced the inner pill in the dantian, only with the inner pill can you use spiritual power and use spells.

Although the spell is not as magical as the fairy art, it is also very wonderful.

For example, when Ah Ku was still in the Enlightenment Hall, the transformation of the five senses only needed a little spiritual power to change a person's senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.

At first glance, this transformation of the five senses does not seem to be as powerful as 'calling the wind and rain' and 'driving the clouds and fog', but as long as it is used at the right time and in the right way, a small transformation of the five senses will also create a different wonder.

For example, if you want to see the yellow sand in the northwest, as long as you change your vision, even if you are in the green mountains and green waters, the spell will allow you to see the majesty of the desert and the sunset over the long river.

If you want to taste the authentic Erguotou in the north, as long as you change your taste, even if you drink tasteless white open, the spell can also make you taste the pleasure of 'dumplings are wine, the more you drink, the more you have'.

If you are seriously injured on the battlefield and are in pain, as long as you change your sense of touch, the effect is estimated to be better than a thousand packets of hemp boiling powder combined, and there is no significant side effect of requiring coma.

And so on, and so on.

A spell cannot create things, but it can change things that already exist.

For example, a monk on the run can use spells to make his body run faster than usual; Using spells on a weapon can make it sharper and stronger.

The pale cyan light on the White Deer Sword just now was the proof that she had used spells on her weapon.

Bailu only increased the strength of the weapon, and she could beat Ah Ku without the power to fight back, so if she went all out, Ah Ku estimated that she would be taken down by the other party within three moves.

This is in huge contrast to the pure martial arts competition that always uses three moves to win the opponent, so it's no wonder that Ah Ku, who is so strong in resisting pressure, is so slumped.

You Dong, who has been a brother and a mother in the past few years, looked at Ah Ku's lonely back for a long time, and just wanted to comfort her, he heard Ah Ku, who was sitting with his legs crossed, "hey".

As soon as he wanted to go over to appease, he saw Ah Ku's eyes staring in the direction of Jifeng Zhenjun, half-turned his head, and said suspiciously, "Do you know where Master Jifeng's Zhenhai Ruyi stick went?" ”