Lan Zhi chased after him in an instant.

Just as he had teased them before, she stopped just an inch away from his flying sword and defiantly challenged him: "That's it? ”

She stood in the wind, her long hair fluttering back, revealing dusty eyebrows, and a gentle smile on the corners of her lips, as if falling from the sky, unstained with mortal dust.

The young man suddenly blushed.

Lan Zhi didn't notice it, she turned around and walked away slowly after she finished provoking.

The young man thought that he was just underestimating the enemy and refused to admit defeat: "Do it again!" ”

Lan Zhitou didn't reply: "Come on." ”

The young man stepped heavily under his feet, and the flying sword let out a sharp sword roar, rushing towards Lan Zhi at an incomparably fast speed.

That gesture seemed to be about to die together.

Lan Zhi didn't move until the moment when the flying sword was about to hit Xing Yuan, she jumped lightly, and Xing Yuan flew up, just in time to give way to his position.

The youth sprinted out smoothly.

However, Lan Zhi is faster.

When Xingyuan flew up, Lan Zhi stepped on it easily, returned to Xingyuan, and at the same time urged-

Shout!

The young man had only rushed out less than three hundred meters before Lan Zhi swept past him lightly.

The young man turned his head sideways in a hurry, only to see Lan Zhi's figure flashing by.

The monk's eyesight was excellent, and in an instant her light figure, flowing hair, and beautiful face were all reflected in her eyes.

He could even clearly see her eyelashes lifted neatly when she raised her eyes to look into the distance, and her glass-like eyes bloomed with brilliant light.

It's almost scorching.

The young man was not in a trance like an ordinary monk, on the contrary, his fighting spirit was provoked, and his mind was unprecedentedly concentrated.

Lan Zhichong.

He also rushed.

Lan Zhi rushed out of a thousand meters away like chasing light and lightning and jumped up again, and after flipping three 360 degrees, he fell back to Xingyuan lightly, and when he saw that the young man had not caught up, he stepped on Xingyuan and rushed again in the direction that the young man was chasing.

The young man was chasing forward at a high speed, but he didn't expect her to suddenly rush back at a faster speed, he didn't have time to stop, seeing that the two were about to collide together, he was about to force a turn to the side, Lan Zhi had easily crossed the top of his head, and his feet slipped lightly, returning to Chang Lize's side.

The hair that flew back suddenly fell, her face was not red or breathless, as if she had just gone for a walk and came back, and smiled at Feng Lichi: "Agreed." ”

Youth: "! ”

The crowd who witnessed all this: "?!" ”

As the senior brother of the Sword Cultivation Pavilion, the young man is second to none in the Pinglan Star Academy, but he hasn't even caught up with the backs of others, which is also too miserable.

They thought they had met a rookie, but it turned out to be the king!

They like to flirt with beautiful women, but they worship the strong even more.

At this time, when they looked at Lan Zhi again, they had completely lost their eyes to look at the beauty.

Their eyes were full of respect for the strong.

Youth wins.

He put away the ruffian on his face, and saluted Lan Zhi with a "snap": "Sword Cultivation Pavilion Feng Liblazing." ”

The corners of Lan Zhi's lips curved slightly: "Lan Zhi." ”

Feng Lichi: "??? ”

Everyone: "??? ”

They looked up and down, left and right, but they couldn't connect the dirty and smelly girl in the Medicine Cultivation Pavilion Square with the elegant and dusty girl in front of them.

The difference is too great!

Lan Zhi faced a group of tall monks, and his expression was not stunned at all: "Is there any problem?" ”

This time she said a few more words, and everyone finally heard that it was indeed the voice of the dirty and smelly girl, and said again and again: "No problem, no problem." ”