"Su Chen, it's time for you to go back to the dormitory." Huang Xudong said lightly.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows and walked away quickly. Ye Feichen rested for a while, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"But Ye Feichen stayed." Huang Xudong turned his head and added.

Stay?!

Ye Feichen stopped, looked on his back and took a deep breath without tears. It's very tiring to fight down.,There's still something to do.。。。

"Do you think that I asked you to come down just to fight for Su Chen's qualifications?" Huang Xudong raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and his tone was slightly sarcastic, "I originally wanted to carefully observe your actual combat skills, but today I just pushed the boat down the river and sold personal favors." ”

Ye Feichen reluctantly turned back, and the urge to call Su Chen back and scold him arose.

Huang Xudong also didn't drag his feet, and said directly: "I've been watching the battle just now, your fighting skills are very good, but they are neither skilled nor superb. ”

"I..." Ye Feichen has words of suffering. At dusk, I just want to play, and I have to be disciplined when I'm done, I'm easy?

But afraid of Huang Xudong's majesty, Ye Feichen didn't dare to contradict it, so he could only cry out in a low voice.

"You also have minor problems during the fight, but there is only one big problem." Huang Xudong turned a blind eye to Ye Feichen's bitterness, and continued, "The sending and receiving of your power. ”

"Your Cold Flame Thousand Blades belong to the Powerful Attack Martial Soul, the quality is high, and the strength is normal. But if it's not used properly, it's still useless. ”

"But..." Ye Feichen's face gradually showed disbelief. Isn't the Assault Soul Master just suppressing the strength, dragging the enemy's core characters, distracting attention, and creating opportunities for the control and sensitive attack soul masters of the friendly army? This passage is familiar to the whole school.

"Don't recognize? Slash me. Huang Xudong dropped a concise sentence.

Ye Feichen raised his head suddenly, his expression was slightly strange, in addition to doubts, there was a hint...

A slash? Huang Xudong didn't even release the martial spirit, and this request is a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

But Huang Xudong has always been very prestigious, and Ye Feichen really didn't dare to question it.

If you let it be cut, then cut it.

The red and blue airflow were intertwined, the cold and flame thousand blades were condensed, and Ye Feichen rushed up quickly, swinging out with a knife.

The blade reflects the quiet moonlight, which is even more powerful. A strong wind was whistling and brought up, mixed with the two elements of ice and fire, and rushed towards Huang Xudong. The body alternates between hot and cold. Huang Xudong's cultivation is many times higher than Ye Feichen's, which is naturally nothing. But if it is a soul master of the same level as Ye Feichen, at least it will be very uncomfortable.

"Do your best!" A stern voice rang out. Ye Feichen was stunned.

Really?

The first soul ring shone brightly, and the blade suddenly lengthened a foot. Ye Feichen pointed his toes on the ground, accelerated out again, and at the same time turned around, and the cold flame thousand blades danced into a ring of red and blue, slashing towards Huang Xudong's left shoulder.

Huang Xudong raised his eyebrows. A sharp and bold blow, this kid really has something! It is not unreasonable to be able to win Su Chen.

Ye Feichen on the side also raised a smile. This knife is said to be an oblique slash, but it is more similar to a vertical slash, even if Huang Xudong leans over to dodge, he is sure that he can cut it. And the attack range of the Cold Flame Thousand Blades blessed by the first soul skill has doubled sharply, and it is absolutely impossible to dodge backwards.

In this way, Huang Xudong can only resist. Without releasing the martial spirit, compared with ordinary people, he is just a little better in physical fitness. He really wanted to see Huang Xudong's martial spirit.

The blade was close at hand, Huang Xudong's face still did not change, but with a wave of his hand, the air around him began to circulate rapidly. The cold flame thousand blades were slashed down, but they were pulled by a vague suction, and deviated by one or two inches to the right. Ye Feichen was shocked, his wrist exerted force, forcibly broke through the suction, and continued to cut down.

Huang Xudong sighed for a long time. Brute force breakthrough, although the strength is strong, but it is not a wise move. The left arm was raised, blocking the path of the cold and flame thousand blades.

Ye Feichen was overjoyed. has raised his hand, which means that he is ready to release the martial spirit. The two sides were close at hand, and he couldn't think of any other way for Huang Xudong to go.

And Huang Xudong's left arm waved lightly, which seemed to bring out a strange air current, which was much stronger than before. The blade of the Cold Flame Thousand Blades was crooked by the impact. Huang Xudong flashed, dodged a knife, and then sent it with his left hand, and Ye Feichen was directly pushed out of a distance. Although it wasn't far away, it was enough to get Huang Xudong out of the attack range of his first soul technique.

Unloading? The control of power is good and accurate!

Ye Feichen was suddenly shocked, but a sense of oppression followed.

Huang Xudong has stepped aside. Ye Feichen's first soul skill had just ended, and the distance between the two was too far, and it was impossible to attack Huang Xudong by conventional means.

No matter, all or nothing!

Ye Feichen gritted his teeth, and the cold flame thousand blades came out of his hand, and at the same time, his right hand pushed on the cold flame thousand blades, and flew out upside down with his strength. When the weapon is out of his hand, he basically loses his combat effectiveness, and it is useless to retreat at this time. If it was in actual combat, he should have been out.

With a muffled sound, Ye Feichen fell to the ground on his back. The Cold Flame Thousand Blades lost their master's control, and naturally they couldn't be compared with the previous first blade. Huang Xudong turned to the side slightly, and dodged the flying knife.

"I repeat, that's your shortcoming. In terms of power control, you are still in preschool. Huang Xudong stepped forward, with a slight hint of mockery on his face.

Ye Feichen sat up with his hands on the ground, smiling bitterly and speechless.

"There are also a lot of players in this ranking battle. Your martial spirits are not very flexible, and they only need to walk you for two laps to make you tired and win the race easily. ”

"Teacher, how can I make amends?" Ye Feichen's expression was also a little serious, and he asked.

"Tomorrow, afternoon, find me for special training." Huang Xudong smiled and turned to leave.

Ye Feichen was helpless. It seems that tonight is another sleepless night ...