Chapter 11: The heroine finally makes a move

"What, I can't beat Fu Qingxuan?"

Fu Chong glared at Fu Yun, and his eyeballs seemed to pop out of his sockets.

Not only him, but when he heard Fu Yun's words, the surrounding crowd suddenly exploded.

"Fu Chong was the first place in the junior group last time, Yun Shao actually said that he was not as good as the fourth lady with a blocked immortal vein, this is really ruthless!"

"I heard that Fu Chong has just come out of retreat recently, and the immortal vein level has actually improved again, and he has jumped from the first grade of the spirit level to the third grade of the spirit level all of a sudden!"

"Hehe, hey, Fu Yun is not good at messing with anyone, he wants to provoke Fu Chong, now see how he dies!"

The immortal veins are divided into three levels: mortal, spiritual, and mysterious, and each level is subdivided into nine grades.

The average level of the Fu family's immortal veins is around the sixth rank of the mortal rank, and those who can reach the spirit level are the key cultivation objects in the clan, and the immortal vein jump is a rare one among the hundreds.

Although Fu Chong is still young compared to Fu Xin and Fu Lingxiao, he is widely favored by the senior management of the Fu family and is one of the favorites in this selection competition.

Everyone looked at Fu Yun's gaze, and suddenly there was a little more ridicule that didn't know how thick it was.

Among them, many of them had been "taken care of" by Fu Yun before, and they were all waiting with their eyes wide open at the moment to see him being flattened by Fu Chong.

Fu Chong stared at Fu Yun, his eyes gradually became cold: "Yun Shao, you and I have never interfered with river water, but what do you mean by that, can you please explain?"

Fu Yun secretly glanced at Fu Qingxuan, although she was expressionless, she did not object to her words, so she was secretly relieved.

It seems that the appearance fee for more than a dozen bottles of the elixir is the right gift!

Although it is not enough to make the heroine completely change her opinion of herself, it is at least enough to help herself through the current crisis.

Of course, it may also be that the game is already imminent, and the heroine is not ready to continue to hide her strength.

"Do you want me to explain?"

Fu Yun looked at the young man in front of him who was the most talented among the new generation of the Fu family, and pouted: "It's literal, my fourth sister's strength has always been the strongest in her generation, but she has always been low-key and doesn't like to be so flamboyant as you." ”

When everyone around him heard him say this, they all grinned and listened to it as a joke.

When Fu Chong heard this, the chill in his eyes became more and more intense.

Looking up, Fu Qingxuan on Fu Yun's side had a cold face, but he didn't say anything, obviously acquiescing.

I've seen bragging, but I've never seen Fu Yun blow cowhide into the sky so casually.

"The children of the main vein are really hidden, so I have to understand it even more. ”

He had lost interest in continuing to chat with Fu Yun, and was ready to directly use his strength to teach the two brothers and sisters of the main vein a good lesson.

The words did not fall, but I saw him step out of half a step with his left foot, and his hands were in front of his chest in a starting gesture, and a trace of cyan fairy power was faintly born out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

When the immortal vein awakens, it usually carries innate attributes, and the immortal attribute in the same clan usually has a greater chance of inheritance.

When the Fu family's ancestors awakened their immortal veins, they were attached to the wind attribute, which belonged to the branch of the wood in the five element attributes, so among the descendants of the Fu family, more than ninety percent of the awakened ones were wind attribute.

Fu Chong's immortal vein is also a wind attribute, and the cultivation method is one of the few spirit level immortal methods in the Fu family, the wind spirit formula.

As his immortal power poured out of his body, the air around him suddenly became fierce.

The surrounding people immediately consciously stepped back to make room for them. Spells have no eyes, and the wind system has the characteristics of being fast and sharp, so if one is accidentally swept away by the aftermath of the battle, it will be a disaster.

Their eyes were firmly fixed on Fu Chong's every move, this genius had spent most of his time in retreat and cultivation, and everyone was curious about how far his cultivation had progressed.

Fu Ming and Fu Liang, the two stewards, saw the rapidly rising momentum in the courtyard, and immediately became even more flustered.

This Fu Chong, is he really going to do it here?

The main hall is protected by a defensive formation, so you don't have to worry about the damage to the materials stored inside, but the problem is that there is no formation in the courtyard.

Once the fight starts, under the immortal power, these pillars, tables, chairs, flowers and trees in the courtyard will all be destroyed, and they will naturally be unable to escape the responsibility of dereliction of duty as stewards at that time.

Just when everyone looked at the arena with their own thoughts, Fu Yun, who was standing in the arena, was extremely calm, and there was no wavering or fear on his face.

Everyone looked at his indifferent appearance, and they all wondered in their hearts: Did this young master really have any adventures, and his cultivation skyrocketed?

I saw Fu Yun raise his right foot, suddenly took two steps back, hid his body directly behind Fu Qingxuan, and didn't forget to shout arrogantly at Fu Chong: "Eagle insect skills, see how my sister cleans you up!"

In an instant, the air in the courtyard froze.

Everyone seemed to hear a hoarse and ugly "ahhhh

This kid is shameless, isn't he?

You provoked the thing, and in this case, you actually put your sister in front?

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise the Fu family's face will be thrown in.

Seeing this, Fu Chong secretly cursed shamelessly, and the cyan fairy power condensed into a cloud in his palm suddenly rose up, and gradually transformed into a faintly visible spear on his head.

An exclamation immediately rang out all around.

"This is the Spirit Rank Immortal Method, 'Wind Gun Technique'!"

Brother Chong's immortal power cultivation has already broken through the fifth level of qi refining. ”

"It seems that the second young master's cultivation is not so high, right?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fu Chong's side, and another cyan aura suddenly rose in the courtyard.

They turned their heads in astonishment, and saw a cyan sword lying across Fu Qingxuan's head.

This time, it was not an exclamation, but an exclamation.

"Fourth Miss is actually able to cultivate? I must be dreaming. ”

"Wake up, you, are we having the same dream? Look at Miss Xuan's immortal aura, it's not weaker than Fu Chong!"

"Is the main vein about to rise?"

Most of the immortal power cultivators present were above the triple level of qi refining, and the pressure they felt from the aura that Fu Qingxuan exuded was not weaker than Fu Chong, which showed that Fu Qingxuan had the strength to fight.

Seeing Fu Qingxuan's immortal power sword, Fu Chong was stunned, but quickly returned to normal, and there was a faint look of excitement in his expression of meeting an opponent.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense, and everyone around them couldn't take their eyes off it, wanting to see who would kill in this contest that could be regarded as the pinnacle of combat power among their peers.

The momentum of the two climbed rapidly, and when the qi machine clashed, the spear and sword immediately flew out.

Just as the sword and gun were about to collide, a powerful angry shout rang out violently.

"Stop!"

I saw that between the two, a sturdy black figure suddenly appeared.

The spear and sword were rushed by the force that burst when he appeared, and dissipated like a fragile soap bubble on the spot, without a trace.