Chapter Twenty-Seven: Red VS Blue Win
Liu Feng looked at Lan Ying and the others who were laughing in front of him with some amusement, rolled his eyes, and scolded with a smile: "You guys, don't go to the City Lord's Mansion to eat, why are you coming to my place?"
"Hey, hey." Lan Ying laughed dryly, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Instructor, isn't this to fight the relationship between us, besides, when you have a duel with the orcs, aren't you also going to go?"
Liu Feng smiled slightly, and suddenly said, "Lan Ying, you are the second son of the Lan family of the Meike Empire, right?"
Lan Ying smiled and nodded a little embarrassedly.
The corners of Liu Feng's mouth lifted slightly, and he continued to speak one by one: "Gonza, Hoth Empire, the commander of the Iron Cavalry, the eldest son of Ganglei....... Lion Zhan, the Zhongxia Empire, the second son of the Lion King family... Gee... You guys... But he can really be regarded as a powerful aristocratic son." At the end of the words, Liu Feng smacked his lips fiercely, shook his head and sighed.
He had all this information from Ohao, and even he himself was stunned for a long time when he first learned about it, these three guys, plus Nikolai Xue, could definitely be regarded as the real best princelings.
After Liu Feng revealed their identities, the three of them smiled a little awkwardly.
Liu Feng was very clear in his heart about their move to win over the relationship, a ninth-order star powerhouse was highly valued in the major empires, and being able to have a good relationship with a star powerhouse was ...... It's a very advantageous thing.
This is also why last time Hua'an tried his best to please Liu Feng after the mission failed, he insisted on giving a distinguished membership card to win Liu Feng's favor.
Stretched out his hand and picked a slender leaf, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, and said vaguely: "What kind of calculation are you playing, I know it, as long as you don't go too far, I will turn a blind eye, friendship does not come out at once, but needs to be cultivated slowly, as for what will happen in the future, no one knows?"
The three of them nodded awkwardly again, but they didn't expect that they and the others had not said a word, and they were seen by others before their intentions were seen.
Liu Feng smiled, and his gentle laughter dissipated their dullness, pointed to the hall, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go in, lest you say that I, the instructor, is so stingy that I don't even invite you to eat."
The three of them laughed and hurriedly followed.
...... After a full meal, a few people sat leisurely in the courtyard, sipping tea and basking in the warm sun.
Liu Feng glanced at the red clothes who were playing with Xiaojin, and then glanced at Lan Ying, who was so sunburned that he couldn't even open his eyes, and a wicked smile broke out at the corner of his mouth.
"Blue wins." Liu Feng kicked the comfortable magician off the soft chair.
"Instructor?" Lan Ying, who looked unhappy, rolled his eyes and asked.
"Here's a task for you, hehe." Liu Feng smiled treacherously.
"Now, it looks like it's time to train, right? You don't have the right to send me a task." Lan Ying puffed up his chest and said depressedly.
Liu Feng glanced at him and laughed in a dark voice: "The kid is good, do you need the two of us to practice alone?"
Gonza and Lion on the side saw that this guy was going to be unlucky, so they quickly divided the line with him, shrank their heads, and gloated a few times.
Lan Ying cried with a sad face, raised his hand and surrendered: "You have something to do, just command, don't intimidate me like this."
Liu Feng smiled, and raised his chin against the red clothes: "Help me try the strength of the red clothes, what level is it?"
Hearing Liu Feng's voice, the red clothes stopped playing with Xiao Jin, and the blood-colored pupils stopped on Lan Ying's body, and the weird blood pupils made Lan Ying shudder, and cracked his mouth and laughed dryly: "Instructor, how do you try?"
Liu Feng squinted his eyes and thought about it for a while, the Tai Chi in red was no longer the Tai Chi he was familiar with, and even he was not very clear about the changes in it, but one thing was certain...... The mutation of Tai Chi must have something to do with the red energy in Hongyi's body, but if Liu Feng wanted to think about it further, he would be confused himself.
The slender fingers crossed slightly, and Liu Feng chuckled, "Try the red clothes' ability to absorb magic." He really wanted to see how much energy the strange blood-colored vortex in the red clothes could devour, and what was its upper limit?
Lan Ying didn't understand what Liu Feng said, what is the suction force of magic? Although he didn't understand, he still complied, stretched his palm forward, waved slightly, and several transparent sharp ice spikes appeared out of thin air.
For the little girl in front of him, Lan Ying didn't take out his magic wand, as an eighth-order powerhouse, he naturally had some arrogance that belonged to him, if he treated such a little girl, he had to do his best, he could directly dig a pit here and bury himself.
Hongyi's face was indifferent, for strangers, her little face seemed to be cold ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and the blood-colored vortex that made Liu Feng marvel at the swing of her little hand reappeared.
The sudden appearance of the blood-colored vortex and the huge suction force made Lan Ying understand what Liu Feng said just now, after a few days of death competition training, although his heart was shocked, his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, several ice spikes slashed through the void and stabbed fiercely.
The little hand in red swayed, and the blood-colored vortex also swayed, and the huge suction force directly sucked in several ice spikes that flew close and disappeared.
Lan Ying was stunned...... Gonza and Lion Battle, who were about to watch the show, were also stunned.
The blood-colored eyelashes in red blinked slightly, and he picked a small eyebrow as if he was provocative, his left hand left the encircled vortex, and his right hand controlled it with one palm.
Despised by a little girl...... Lan Ying smiled bitterly, lifted his spirit, and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, next, it's going to be true."
The corners of Hongyi's mouth lifted slightly, and he nodded indifferently, and the blood-colored vortex in his hand became more and more powerful.
Lan Ying sank his mind, his lips squirmed, the obscure magic spell sounded gently, and above the palm of his hand, the cold magic elements quickly coalesced, and the originally warm small courtyard instantly seemed to have entered a harsh winter, and the surrounding grass and trees were faintly frozen.
With the increasing number of ice elements, the small courtyard is full of snowflakes and the temperature drops sharply.
Lan Ying spat out the last magic spell and whispered, "Blizzard." The snowflakes in the sky suddenly whistled and rolled up, and the sound was huge.
A small piece of snow streaked across a large tree, and in a moment, the tree broke off from the top of the tree and rolled down into the courtyard, and was twisted into pieces by countless snowflakes.
Feeling the powerful power hidden in the magic, Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his inner qi was secretly lucky, ready to rescue at any time.
On the body of the red clothes, a circle of red light emerged, isolating the cold air, the blood-colored vortex in his hand turned slightly, and a huge suction force appeared violently, in front of him, a huge ice and snow storm was dissolved by this suction force The rotating force, and pieces of snowflakes as hard as steel were quickly sucked into the blood-colored vortex that seemed to be a bottomless pit.
Liu Feng, who was lying on the soft chair, quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
And the other two people beside him, their eyes have protruded, seventh-order magic, blizzard, even if they are themselves, they only dare to crack it with their deep fighting spirit, and this seventh-order magic that can give them a headache is so easily delineated by the little girl in front of them?
If it weren't for the blood-colored vortex that was still spinning and the stunned Lan Ying, the two would have even thought that it was a dream just now.
With a slight dry cough and moistening his dry throat, Gonza asked with a wry smile, "Instructor, what is that thing in her hand?" and why...... So tough?"
Liu Feng smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I said I don't know, do you believe it?"
Gonza nodded with a cracked mouth, but the meaning in his eyes was: "I believe, I believe you, I am a fool."
For his expression, Liu Feng had no choice but to spread his hands innocently.
In the field, Lan Ying finally woke up from his stunned state, his brows tightened as he looked at the swirling blood-colored vortex in Hongyi's hand, the light of the spatial ring on his finger flashed slightly, and the huge blue magic wand appeared in the palm of his hand.
Holding the magic wand tightly, feeling the magic elements that kept pouring around him, Lan Ying's heart finally relaxed a little.
Gonza and Lion Zhan saw that Lan Ying actually pulled out his magic wand, their faces couldn't help but change, they had been with Lan Ying for a while, and they knew his rules very well, in front of people who had not been approved by him, he would not usually take out his magic wand to fight with him, in his words, that is: "That will only demean my beloved staff."
"Eighth-Order Water System Grand Magus, Lan Win." The staff touches his chest, and Lan Ying performs the etiquette of a magician, which is a sign of respect for an opponent.
Hongyi wasn't familiar with any of this, but according to her sexuality, even if she knew, she wouldn't care, so she just nodded.
Lan Ying was not annoyed by her rudeness, after all, she was only a little girl, and the auxiliary magic such as a wave of the staff, water shield, magic recovery, etc., were skillfully and quickly added to his body.
"Looks like this guy is coming for real, hehe, there's a good show." The two bored people on the side let out a gloating laugh.
(To be continued)