Chapter 51: The Battle Between the Martial Saints (I)
Zi Qingmeng's face sank. Over the years, there has been no shortage of people who claim to be excellent in all aspects to challenge, but their end can only be to return with a feather, which completely suppresses their own beauty in appearance is actually here to challenge, "If you want to challenge the teacher of the martial arts academy, then you have to pass me first." With a wave of his hand, he took out a short blade that was only more than a foot long, and his body suddenly retreated, looking at the blue-haired beauty in front of him from three feet away. The short blade came out of the sheath, bringing up a green brilliance, and under the persecution of the fighting spirit, it exuded a layer of dazzling knife qi.
The blue-haired beauty smiled slightly and said, "Do you want to accept my challenge?" Although the fighting spirit is not weak, you are not my opponent yet, call your teacher." You brought me here, I owe you a favor and don't want to do anything with you. β
Zi Qingmeng said coldly: "You don't owe me anything, since you're here to challenge, let's pass my level first." With a light wave of the short blade in her hand, the green blade body brought a hazy luster, and the cold aura on the blade body was shining, and her body was already covered by a layer of cyan fighting qi, showing the strength of the sword master.
The confrontation between the two beauties immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students, and for a while, hundreds of students from Lanmeng Academy surrounded them, looking at these two beauties, some clever students had already gone to the teaching building to report to the teachers of the martial arts department.
The beauty in blue pulled out the sword stuck in the ground, smiled indifferently, and said, "In that case, you can do it." If you lose, your teacher will naturally come out. β
Zi Qingmeng snorted coldly, took a sliding step under her feet, and moved forward, the short blade in her hand seemed to be alive, waving lightly in her hand. Like a cyan ball of light, the qi machine locks on its opponent. The feet were staggered and the small steps were not eye-catching, and the graceful figure was like a dance, as if approaching the blue beauty from all directions.
The blue-haired beauty stood there, still smiling, not even unsheathed her sword, waiting quietly. All the cyan figures suddenly converged, and the blue light burst out in an instant, and the cyan light ball conjured up countless sword shadows towards her body.
The blue-haired beauty did not move at her feet, her wrist shook slightly, and the dark red light lifted the sheathed long sword with a scorching air current, and her fighting spirit did not emanate from her body like Zi Qingmeng, but completely condensed on the scabbard, without any fancy fancy. The scabbard moved forward in a stabbing posture and went straight to the center of Ziqingmeng's sword shadow.
"Ning-" Ziqing Mengjiao shouted, a strange scene appeared, the originally chaotic cyan sword shadow suddenly converged in the middle lane, the phantom disappeared, dozens of knives converged in one, and with a light clang, the short blade accurately slashed at the front of the scabbard. Qingmang completely converged at this moment, and he could see that the short blade in Zi Qingmeng's hand was completely made of cyan metal. The handle of the knife was about five inches long and held in her hand, the blade was eight inches long, the tip was slightly cocked, and under the sunlight, it shimmered with a faint cold light.
The pause only lasted for a moment, and Zi Qingmeng snorted, taking five steps backwards in succession before standing firm. At this time, the blue-haired beauty returned to the appearance of holding four with her sword, as if she had never moved. "Good knife technique, make reasonable use of the acceleration of the blade, so that the power is reduced to a point in an instant, and make up for the lack of your own fighting spirit. It's a pity that you have a good set of sword techniques, but your fighting spirit has just entered the realm of a sword master. I can't give full play to the power of the sword technique, I said, you're not my opponent, call your teacher out. β
Zi Qingmeng's face at this time was like a short blade in her hand, the qi and blood in her body were churning, and the scorching breath kept coming from her blade, she didn't dare to speak at all, for fear that as soon as her fighting spirit was discharged, she would be attacked by the other party's fire attribute fighting qi like her body.
"What are you doing around so many people, hey, Xiaomeng, what's wrong with you?" As soon as Ziqingjian's tall figure appeared, the students immediately flashed a path for him, and strode to Ziqingmeng's side, when he saw the blue-clothed beauty, Ziqingjian was stunned, he clearly found that his heartbeat was accelerating, he was twenty-seven years old this year, for the first time in twenty-seven years, his heart was beating faster because of a woman, how could he not believe that the woman in front of him was much more beautiful than his sister in appearance, standing there, her body naturally exuded the momentum of the abyss mountain, and the unshakable feeling brought him a very deep impression, and the smile on her face was so gentleHer blue eyes were so clear.
"Brother. Zi Qingmeng's voice was a little hoarse, and her call also brought Zi Qingjian back to his senses, only then did he find that his sister was a little wrong, and pressed his sister's shoulder with one palm, and injected the same source of fighting qi into his sister's body, Zi Qingmeng's face looked a little better, and the short blade in his hand also regained its luster. "Little sister, what's going on?" Zi Qingjian asked curiously.
Zi Qingmeng's eyes showed a hint of hatred, "Brother, she is here to challenge, you can make a move, you must defeat her." β
Zi Qingjian looked at the beautiful woman in blue in amazement, "Are you here to challenge?"
The beauty in blue smiled slightly and said, "No, I didn't hurt her, I just shocked the fighting spirit in her body, if your strength is only about the same as her, then, please call your teacher." β
Listening to the moving voice of the beautiful woman in blue, Zi Qingjian only felt a burst of heat on his face, "I, I am the teacher of the academy." His voice was not as loud as usual.
The beauty in blue had a light in her eyes, raised the long sword in her hand, and said, "Then please do it, the blade is still freehand, you choose." β
Zi Qingjian coughed and stabilized his mind, "The blade has no eyes, let's use it with bare hands." My hands are heavier, so you have to be careful. β
The beautiful woman in blue smiled indifferently and said, "Really? With a flick of her wrist, the sheathed long sword was inserted into the ground without making any sound, nearly half of it was submerged in the earth, and when she took a step forward, her eyes changed, and her gentle smile was gone, replaced by peace, her feet stood in a T-shape, her palms were like knives, and she protected her chest one after the other.
Zi Qingjian has been a martial arts idiot since he was a child, feeling the breath of the other party as steady as a mountain, there is no more beauty in his eyes, his right foot took a step forward in an instant, the bones of his whole body crackled, and the violent cyan fighting qi flew in all directions, around his body, as if a circle of walls like a whirlpool appeared, and the wind attribute fighting qi that was known for his dexterity and speed could be practiced to this kind of violent realm, and he was indeed a freak.
In the main teaching building, two people, an old man and a young man, walked out of the door, and stretched out in the dark, "It's old, it's really old, it's only been three months, and my body can't support it." "The old and the young who walked out of the teaching building were the Nian Bing and the Night who had been studying magic hard. The faces of the two of them were pale, as if they had not seen the sun for a long time.
Nian Bing smiled slightly and said, "Teacher, don't say that, with your mental strength, how can you feel tired?" In the past three months, he has gained a lot. Because of the importance of awakening the basics, he was not studying the magic array, in the process of studying the dual-system magic with the night, whenever he was free, he would devote himself to meditation, at least fifteen or sixteen hours a day for meditation, in the past three months, he learned a lot from the night, especially the application of the dual-system magic. The knowledge of magic in the night is extremely profound, even in the dragon wisdom. Breathing in the fresh air on the playground, he clearly felt that he had become stronger.
The night sighed softly, "What are you doing over there? Why are there so many people around, the atmosphere is not right! Xiao Nianbing, let's go over and have a look." β
Nian Bing smiled and said, "Teacher, don't you like to be the most lively? Yesterday I remember you said that a person is the purest. In the realm of pure inaction, magic can be better improved. β
The dark night glared at Nian Bing, "You kid, you can be flexible in anything, it's strange to stay alone and not develop a withdrawn character." His words seemed to blame, but the pampering contained in them was extremely obvious. In the past three months, Nian Bing's magic strength has improved significantly, and in the same way, in Nian Bing's various novel ideas, the night has a better understanding of dual-system magic, and he faintly feels that there has been a breakthrough in the problem that he has been unable to solve, and what he needs now is instant enlightenment, and there is only a line away from breaking through to the realm of magicians. A dual-line magician, it can be said that there is no one in ten thousand, Nian Bing's talent and intelligence make the night extremely appreciated, and he already regards Nian Bing as his descendant disciple.
Nian Bing smiled and said: "Master, you have worked hard these days, the apprentice has nothing to repay you, come to the culinary department later, I will cook you a delicious meal." β
The eyes lit up in the dark night, and he said with a smile: "I forgot, you kid is still a student of the cooking department, it doesn't matter, isn't it only delayed for three months, I'll talk to Zixiu's old prostitute." The yellow light lit up from the dark night, he rubbed his hands lightly against the ground, the earth element quickly condensed, and the playground floor suddenly bulged, carrying his and Nian Bing's bodies upward, until it rose a foot before stopping.
"Teacher, although you are a magician, even this third-order magic can be instantaneous, it's really amazing!" Nian Bing slapped the night fart half-truthfully, and when his gaze fell on the field surrounded by all the students, his whole body couldn't help but shook, "Why is her." β
Condescendingly, I saw the scene in the middle of the playground in the dark, "What a beautiful little girl! do you know her?"
Nian Bing nodded and said, "Yes, she is my friend." "The beauty in blue is none other than the phoenix girl who has been away for months. How did she get here? Could it be that she came to find herself like Xue Jing? It is impossible! Feng Nu could not know her whereabouts. Continue to look with doubts, and at this moment, Feng Nu and Zi Qingjian made a move.
Zi Qingjian took a half step forward with his left foot, drew a half arc on his chest with his right hand, and slowly withdrew towards Feng Nu. The cyan fighting spirit condensed but did not disperse, he let out a low shout, and the fighting spirit condensed into a cyan light cluster, and suddenly blasted towards the phoenix girl. Seeing this scene, Nian Bing's heart couldn't help but tighten, but after all, the distance was too far, and she couldn't rush to rescue Feng Nu no matter what.
Feng Nu suddenly made a strange gesture, her right palm was raised, her four fingers naturally drooped, her palm and forearm showed ninety degrees, and in an instant, her right hand completely turned into fiery red, seeing that the cyan douqi mass came to her, she didn't dodge or dodge, and slapped it down with one palm, the moment the red light on her hand collided with the cyan douqi mass, there was a deafening huge roar, and the fire attribute douqi and the wind attribute douqi produced a huge shock wave after the collision, showing arc-like fluctuations and scattered around, and suddenly, the students who surrounded them fell down, fortunately they were affected by the aftermath and only suffered a slight injuryγ Only then did the curious students sense the danger and retreated one after another, expanding the space around Feng Nu and Zi Qing Sword a lot.
Seeing this scene in the dark night, he said with some surprise: "Qing Rape's fighting spirit is really improving! But that girl's fighting spirit seems to be a little strange, and she can dissolve Qingjian's fighting spirit cannon without spitting it out." β
The concussion caused by the fighting qi disappeared, Feng Nu stood in place and did not move, still maintaining her previous posture, while Zi Qingjian's face changed slightly, standing one meter away from launching the attack, leaving two deep marks on the ground, obviously he couldn't resolve the aftermath and was shaken away from the place.
Feng Nu smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, your fighting spirit is very strong, but it is still a little worse, if you don't have more powerful ability, go and call other teachers, or your dean." β
Zi Qingjian's face became solemn, he knew that he represented the dignity of the academy, and he must not be defeated easily, "Take me again." Wrapped in cyan fighting energy, Ziqing Sword rose up, and the fighting spirit reached the extreme in an instant, his hands were wide open into claw shapes, and he pulled up five zhang of his feet, like a hungry eagle pounced on food, and shouted loudly, "Take me alive and tear alive and crack heavy - eagle - hand - ." In order to win, he finally came up with his mastery.
Feng Nu's face became a little more solemn, her feet touched the ground, and she rushed up against the Ziqing Sword, her hands were slightly rhythmic like wings, the red fighting spirit completely rendered her delicate body red, and her hands were strangely raised upward, directly against the heavy eagle hand of the Ziqing Sword.
Nian Bing couldn't bear it anymore, tore open a blizzard scroll, and rushed towards the two people in the air, he had heard Cha Cha Ji say that the heavy eagle hand can be light and heavy, and when it is heavy, it can easily tear open the body of the elephant. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that Feng Nu's position in his heart was so important, even if he was desperate, he had to save her.
Feng Nu really used her to save it? Although Nian Bing's movements were already very fast, it was impossible to arrive in time, the strange red shot was lightly printed with the heavy eagle hand full of domineering spirit, and the loud sound of the phoenix roared from Feng Nu's mouth, and the two of them were separated immediately, and their hands collided hundreds of times in the air in an instant, and Feng Nu returned to the ground at the same speed, and Ziqing Sword was shocked and flew up.
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