"This ...... Shun donkey, that's it, specifically describe ......" was asked by Ji Fang, Ye Chen realized that he had inadvertently said a word that did not exist in this world, and he was a little flustered for a while and didn't know how to explain.

Kong Ling secretly stepped on Ji Fang beside her, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to talk more at this time?" The teacher's meaning is so clear, you just listen honestly, and let the teacher explain it to you!"

"Oh. Ji Fang sighed and nodded honestly, and Ye Chen was also happy to quickly change the topic and said: "Although Qiu Lang talks a lot, his opponent this time is indeed not to be underestimated, his duel will undoubtedly be the biggest attraction today, let's pay attention to his performance." ”

Everyone nodded, turned their heads to look at the ring, and found that Qiu Lang had already started chatting with his opponent, with a relaxed appearance, and he had no consciousness of wanting to fight at all.

"I said this Xiao Wei, when I first saw your brother in the restaurant, I knew that you were not simple. By the way, I heard that you have a nickname called Ghost Shadow Spear, which sounds very good, so that my brother is really envious, compared with your nickname, my brother, the nickname of the little white dragon in the waves is not indecent, it seems a little domineering enough, if you want me to say, this nickname is still very important to the martial artist, just like ......"

As he spoke, Qiu Lang also began to tell Wei Wuying a little story about his nickname, and the more he talked, the more excited he became. However, although they are fellow brothers, Wei Wuying does not have such a good temper as Tang Wuming, listening to Qiu Lang's endless words, Wei Wuying's eyebrows have wrinkled, the evil aura in his eyes looms, clutching the silver gun in his hand, obviously if it weren't for Qiu Lang's background is not simple, Wei Wuying would have already shot him in the head.

"Xiao Wei, brother, I'm praising you, why do you look reluctant, this is not giving face to my brother. ”

Wei Wuying slammed the gun to the ground with force, and let out a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, interrupting Wei Wuying's words, "I respect you as a senior, but my patience is also limited, if you want to do it, we will do it directly in a dignified manner, don't talk about these vain." ”

"Oh, I'm not an old person, once a person is old, it's much easier to say this, forgive me more, forgive me more. Qiu Lang touched his head embarrassedly, and the exaggerated statement suddenly made everyone in the audience burst into laughter, obviously quite eating Qiu Lang's funny way.

Of course, Qiu Lang didn't really just care about being funny, and while speaking, he had silently pulled out his treasured sharkskin nine-ring broadsword from the storage ring and showed it in front of everyone.

Not to mention the martial artists who don't know much about Qiu Lang in the audience, even some people in the Flying Star Academy who are slightly familiar with Qiu Lang never know what Qiu Lang's cultivation rules and weapons used are, but they are deeply impressed by his outstanding personality.

"Since Xiao Wei, you don't give me face, then I have to be serious, let me see how ghostly and godly your gun is. ”

For some reason, although Qiu Lang still spoke with a hippie smile, when he held the big knife in his hand, there was a faint breathtaking momentum on his body, which made people dare not look directly.

Wei Wuying didn't answer, a pair of turquoise wings spread out behind his cyan clothes, which was one of the most basic supernatural powers in the Law of the Wind, Wind Wings.

With a flap of his wings behind him, Wei Wuying's figure disappeared directly in front of Qiu Lang's eyes, just like his nickname, his ghostly body was reflected when he shot.

Qiu Lang didn't pay attention to Wei Wuying's performance, still holding his sharkskin nine-ring broadsword in one hand, looking unconcerned. In the eyes of the martial artists in the audience, Wei Wuying had already flown into the air with his wind wings at the first time, patrolling back and forth in the sky above Qiu Lang's head, and Qiu Lang seemed to be unaware of this.

The green shadow on the tip of Wei Wuying's spear was like a shadow, which made everyone sweat for Qiu Lang in their hearts, but Qiu Lang was too big. After observing several laps, although Wei Wuying didn't believe that Qiu Lang's identity would not even be able to find his figure, the situation in front of him made Wei Wuying can't help but want to try to fight.

After making up his mind, Wei Wuying's wings fluttered, and the tip of the Aoki Forged Silver Spear in his hand pointed directly at the back of Qiu Lang's head, diving directly from the air, but without making any sound, this is also Wei Wuying's strength.

At this time, Qiu Lang was still shaking his head and humming a song, and when Wei Wuying's figure was already approaching, he just stretched his waist, and while stretching his waist, his right hand holding the sharkskin nine-ring broadsword just stretched out to the right rear, and it happened to brush the tip of Wei Wuying's spear, making Wei Wuying directly give up the plan to attack, and the whole person rose directly into the air again.

Wei Wuying's shot was mainly based on the mind of temptation, and he couldn't judge in his heart whether Qiu Lang's action of stretching his waist just now was intentional or unintentional, he only knew that even under such circumstances, he still felt a strong force from Qiu Lang's knife, so that although he still had the strength to continue to attack, he still chose to give up.

The scene just now, in the eyes of everyone in the audience, it only looked extremely thrilling, but Qiu Lang, who was the focus of everyone's attention, seemed to be unaware of it, and after stretching his waist, he resumed his lazy appearance, and even smashed his mouth and said: "Well, why did Xiao Wei disappear for so long and didn't attack, young people are young people, it's really bearable." ”

Listening to Qiu Lang say this again, most people think that Qiu Lang's words are just smoke bombs that paralyze Wei Wuying, and the real Qiu Lang is definitely hidden. And Wei Wuying thought about it in the air for a long time, and took the initiative to give up his usual attack method of hiding his body, and shouted directly in the air: "Brother Qiu Lang, I'm here!

Qiu Lang raised his head lazily, squinted his eyes extremely reluctantly, and said, "Oh, so you are in this place." Okay, just attack, I'll try to take your attack. ”

Qiu Lang's state was really incomprehensible, so Wei Wuying didn't want to test it any more, and since he had decided, he didn't hesitate anymore, tightened the Aoki forged silver spear in his hand, and was completely ready to attack.

It was too late, it was fast, like the speed of a ray of light, and everyone just blinked Wei Wuying was no longer in the same place in the air, and the tip of the spear stirred the wind and was already rapidly approaching in front of Qiu Lang.

Wei Wuying didn't believe that this time Qiu Lang could continue to pretend to be stupid and stunned, and not show a real attitude to do it with himself. At this time, he used a type of marksmanship created by himself in combination with the law of the wind, called the Hurricane Thorn, although it is not yet the real supernatural level, but the power should not be underestimated.

Qiu Lang stretched out an eye to block above his eyebrows, as if he wanted to hide something, and said to himself: "The wind is really strong today, I haven't blown such a comfortable wind for a long time." ”

When Wei Wuying's hurricane sting was close to Qiu Lang's face, a dark brown piece of earth suddenly appeared between the tip of the spear and Qiu Lang's face, which looked very light and thin, but it actually blocked Wei Wuying's attack.

No matter how hard Wei Wuying tried to use his hand, he always felt that he was only a thin line away from piercing the opponent's shield, and although his hurricane sting was extraordinary, it was just unable to penetrate this unpretentious piece of earth that didn't even have the shape of a shield. It wasn't until the last bit of strength in Wei Wuying's hand was exhausted that he could only fall from the sky helplessly, looking at Qiu Lang with surprised eyes as if he had never done anything.

(End of chapter)