Ye Changsheng looked at the flickering sparkle in Zi Ling'er's bright eyes, smiled and nodded.

Step up your game!

He raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Well!

Zi Ling'er's eyes were hazy with tears, her pretty face bloomed with a bright smile, and she also raised her arms and clenched her pink fists.

Hong Xiaowan, who was not far away, looked coldly at Ye Changsheng and Zi Ling'er's "eyebrows and flirts", and a wave of anger ignited inexplicably in her heart.

She calmed down and saluted to the three teachers: "Master Jiaoxi, the keeper of the third level, just hand it over to the students!"

"This ......" the three teachers looked at each other.

Hong Xiaowan's strength is twice as high as Zi Ling'er, and it is up to her to assess Zi Ling'er, and her strength is definitely enough.

But the problem is that Hong Xiaowan didn't pass the third level, which is not in accordance with the rules.

However, Hong Xiaowan and Zi Ling'er are both girls, and it is indeed safer for them to learn from each other.

One of the instructors nodded, looked at Zi Ling'er and said, "Zi Ling'er, the third level is a battle assessment, which examines the flexible application of strength and skills, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose." Hong Xiaowan's strength has reached the middle level of opening the pulse, as long as you can take her ten moves, you will be considered to have passed!"

The teenagers nodded one after another, with Hong Xiaowan's strength, she had already locked a place, and she was fully qualified to guard the pass.

Everyone in the hall automatically gave up a vacant space and stood on the periphery.

The gatekeeper of the third level, Hong Xiaowan, smiled and groaned: "Sister Bell, congratulations, don't worry, my sister won't be heavy-handed." ”

A trace of disgust flashed in Zi Ling'er's eyes, and she said firmly: "Put away your hypocritical set, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me." Even if you show mercy, I won't appreciate it. ”

The teenagers couldn't help but be in an uproar, as if they didn't expect Zi Ling'er to be so tough on Hong Xiaowan, and they all looked at Hong Xiaowan.

Hong Xiaowan's smile stiffened, and her face felt like she had been whipped hard, showing a hideous look.

In her heart, she looked down on this henchworm who had been hanging behind Ye Changsheng since she was a child, and she had an indescribable disgust.

However, at Liu Lao's birthday banquet, Red Leaf Villa caused a great damage to the Hong family's vitality and its reputation plummeted because of the offering of a sword to kill the king.

Now that the owner of the village, Hong Yuntao, is busy trying to win over Haoqiang and gather the hearts of the scattered people, Hong Xiaowan must also be a low-key person.

Zi Ling'er is the third lady of Zixia Villa, and she is the favorite daughter of the owner Zi Qianhao.

The reason why Hong Xiaowan automatically asked for help was that she was actually ready to release the water, and planned to sell Zi Ling'er a favor, which could be regarded as a show of favor to Zixia Villa.

Unexpectedly, instead of getting Zi Ling'er's kindness, she waited for a resounding slap.

Trembling and exhaling, Hong Xiaowan said with a cold expression: "In that case, Zi Ling'er, you have to be careful, look at the sword!"

"Bang!"

The two swords slammed together.

Zi Ling'er flew out upside down and landed right in the wheelchair, in Ye Changsheng's arms.

Hong Xiaowan also flew out upside down, fell heavily on the stone floor, and with a bang, the sword was out of her hand.

Her face was pale, and she was wrapped in a cold breath, and she desperately raised her upper body and looked at Zi Ling'er incredulously.

One move, just one move, she would be knocked down by Zi Ling'er!

Under the shame and indignation, Hong Xiaowan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood froze into ice ballast, and it still exuded cold air when it fell to the ground.

Zi Ling'er's pale face was wiped with a blush, and she hurriedly got up from Ye Changsheng's arms, took her sword, and strode in front of Hong Xiaowan.

Jian Feng pointed at Hong Xiaowan on the ground, and Zi Ling'er grinned: "Agreed!"

"You, you ......"

I don't know if she was angry or frozen, Hong Xiaowan shivered and fainted.

Outside the hall, Huang Jingyun looked at this scene coldly, smiled coldly, and turned to leave.

Ye Changsheng, I underestimate you, you play well in a wheelchair!

"Sanshui Town Martial Arts Academy, Zixia Villa Zi Ling'er, uh, bracket Ye Changsheng, passed the three-level assessment and obtained the qualification for the main competition......"

On the way to leave the Martial Arts Academy and go to the Sword Casting Hall, Ye Changsheng, who was bracketed, sat in the carriage and was still emotional.

He expected that with the Nine Shadows Body of the Little Bell, his strength would increase greatly after cultivating the Xuantian Creation Technique.

But I didn't expect that in just seven or eight days, the little bell would become so powerful that it could beat Hong Xiaowan of the six veins to vomit blood.

It's incredible.

He thought of the meaningful glance before Huang Jingyun left.

This guy, do you see something?

......

"Ye Changsheng, what did you do to the little bell?!" Late at night, in the hall of the Sword Casting Hall, Zi Qianhao lifted the cloak on his head, condescendingly, and roared angrily at Ye Changsheng.

The owner of Zixia Villa, Zi Qianhao, was burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a thick beard, and became angry, like an offended lion.

The owners of the four major villas really didn't come for nothing.

Wiping the saliva off his face with a handkerchief, Ye Changsheng bowed his head and saluted: "I've seen the purple village master." ”

Zi Qianhao glared at Ye Changsheng viciously: "Say, what did you do to the little bell?"

Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly: "What else can I do, it's just to teach her a set of martial arts that are suitable for cultivation." ”

"What martial arts?" Zi Qianhao was full of oppression.

"Xuantian Creation Recipe". ”

"Xuantian Creation Recipe?"

"Xuantian Creation Recipe" is a practice method created by the predecessors of Yu Zhenzi in the Yuan Qing Palace two thousand years ago.

Yu Zhenzi is the only female master in the history of the Yuan Qing Palace, and she is also the body of the Nine Shadows.

Yu Zhenzi's original "Xuantian Creation Recipe", the mystery is profound, the rhyme is peaceful, and it is not suitable for a small bell.

After listening to Ye Changsheng's explanation, Zi Qianhao's eyes widened wider than the copper bell, and he was shocked beyond measure.

He hadn't heard of "Xuantian Creation Recipe", but the names of the Yuan Qing Palace and Yu Zhenzi were like thunder.

Yuanqing Palace used to be one of the three major sects of Daomen, and now it has declined, but the foundation is there after all.

If others said this, he would definitely not believe it, but Zi Qianhao thought of the rumors of Ye Changsheng's family background, and couldn't help but believe it.

Ye Changsheng said with a straight face: "Master Purple Village, the little bell's physique is actually not bad at all, she is the body of the Nine Shadows that is unique in ten thousand!"

"What, Nine Shadows Body?!" Zi Qianhao was shocked again, his head buzzing.

He is also a cultivator, how can he not know the Nine Shadows Body, one of the nine innate physiques?

The body of the Nine Shades, born with the True Qi of the Nine Shades from Yin to Cold, is a genius who cultivates the spiritual power of the water attribute.

Zi Qianhao never thought that his daughter would be the body of the Nine Shadows.

The body of the Nine Shadows, "Xuantian Creation Formula", this can explain why the little bell's body suddenly improved, and he still has the strength to skyrocket.

Zi Qianhao was relieved and sad at the same time, if he had seen the Nine Shadows of the Little Bell in the morning, he would not have rushed to the doctor, and let the Little Bell suffer such a big sin from childhood to adulthood.

Thinking in his heart, this iron-clad man had red circles in his eyes.

Ye Changsheng sighed in his heart, if he didn't know this owner, how could he have thought that under this uncle's rugged appearance, there was a heart full of love?

Suddenly thinking of something, he flipped his wrist and took out two medicine bags: "Master Zizhuang, this is the Seven-Star Pei Yuan San, presumably the little bell can be used." ”