Zhou Li has always disliked using a sword.

In other words, most Lingqi masters are not very interested in such things as swords.

The ancients compared the sword to a gentleman, the main reason is that the sword is a symbol of status, if you really want to use the sword to kill, it is better to carry a firewood knife. Battles between Lingqi masters often require fighting with knives and irons, and a good sword is not as good as a good knife or a mountain axe in most cases, after all, it is powerful enough.

Of course, the mainstream weapon in the immortal cultivation world is indeed the sword, and after meeting Zhuge Qing, the other party also answered Zhou Li's doubts.

In fact, the reason why the mainstream weapon in the immortal cultivation world is the sword is nothing more than two. One is to pretend to be forced, after all, it is really not elegant for the white-robed and blue-shirted immortal to draw out a cold iron ring-headed sword, and the slender and elegant sword is very suitable for the identity of the immortal.

Second, because the shape of the sword is the most suitable for flying with a sword, it is better than pulling out a door panel and standing on it. But since Zhuge Qing found out that she could fly without a sword, she didn't know where to throw her sword.

As a result, Zhou Li rarely used a sword, he usually used a dagger or a short knife, or a freshly baked mop in the toilet. The former suits his habits, the latter suits his habits, and he won't use the sword anyway.

Except for human swords.

Looking at Zhou Li, who used the stiff Wang Hui as a human sword, the tiger and the tiger who danced, and the other nine people who danced were heartbroken, the other students began to fall into self-doubt.

Two minutes ago, when everyone was standing on the sandy ground of the martial arts arena, Zhou Li shouted the start one step faster than Li Fuzi, and then with a flick of his wrist, the spider silk condensed by the immortal qi wrapped Wang Hui's neck and pulled him towards him. With a skillful punch, Wang Hui was gloriously unconscious, and then Zhou Li pasted a stone talisman, turned into a human sword, and killed the Quartet.

"It was a lot of fun."

On the steps, Tang Wan leaned on Zhu Qianyun's arms, accustomed to being ravaged with his cheeks and soft body, and commented: "If these nine people can make up their minds to give Wang Hui this human sword a discount, there is still the strength to fight, it's a pity." ”

"This..."

Yun Baibai sat on the steps with his knees together, and said softly, "They should be afraid of hurting their classmates." ”

"Isn't it a good thing to be unlucky for Wang Hui, to be a bad Zhou Li, and to be happy for all of us?"

Tang Wan took Zhu Qianyun's restless little hand away from his waist and sighed: "It's still not decisive enough, if that person just now can punch Wang Hui's trick and wake him up, he can disrupt Zhou Li's position." ”

"Key locations?"

Zhu Qianyun was stunned for a moment, and said curiously: "Where is the trick of the rock talisman?" ”

Soon, looking at Wang Hui, who was lying on the ground with a pale face covering his lower body, the position of the trick was about to come out.

It can only be said that it is unexpected and reasonable.

"Look, it's urgent."

Zhou Lile threw Wang Hui into the crowd, looking at the nine people who were eyeing each other, leaning on the stone pillar, holding their arms, and looking comfortable not like they were coming to perform martial arts, but more like watching a play.

"I can't stand it, brothers."

Wiping the dust off his face, Wang Hui shook his head and stood up tremblingly. He looked at Zhou Li, who was full of arrogance in front of him, and shouted unconvincedly: "Exploded with him!" Don't leave your hands alone! ”

"Ah, we didn't keep our hands?"

An honest man replied in confusion.

"Huh? I really didn't spare any of you. ”

Wang Hui was also stunned.

"That's right, boss, when you were a swordsman, it was harder than a corpse that had been dead for a year, and we couldn't break it."

The other said aggrievedly.

"What? I'm still hitting it accurately. ”

The student who kicked Wang Hui out of the state of a sword man sighed.

Zhou Li felt some cramps in his face.

No, it's a shame to fight with this group of rammers and not to win?

"Forget it, let's not talk about that."

Wang Hui stood at the front, his hands glowing with a golden halo, and his bronze fists were as oppressive as heavy hammers. The spiritual method he practiced was called Heavy Pressure Fist, and while polishing his body, his fists were as indestructible as copper and iron. He stared at Zhou Li and said in a deep voice:

"We can't continue to be embarrassed."

You know you're ashamed.

Zhou Li clenched his fists, and Wang Hui's clear and stupid words made anger rise in his heart. He didn't understand how rotten the environment of the Lizi class had been, and that such a person could survive for so long.

If the water is muddy, there are fish, doesn't Li Fuzi understand this truth?

The reason why these ten people became a small group is not that they get together and hope to achieve something by the power of the group. They got together purely because these ten people's brains were not enough, and they were mentally isolated by people other than Yun Baibai, so they got together.

But this does not mean that the ten of them are weak, on the contrary, their strength is actually considered to be the best in the entire Northern Liang Taixue. Especially Wang Hui, his strength is a little weaker, his physical fitness is a little worse, he has long been beaten to death because of the mouth leading to the rectum, and he still needs to live until now?

Therefore, when the ten people no longer had the swordsman's concerns, they immediately put on the same posture and were uniform. The sense of oppression brought by this moment is still very sufficient. Zu to Zhou Li decided to change his posture and changed from a standing position to a squatting position.

"Are you here to?"

Zhou Li looked at the ten people who were half-squatting, and complained: "Do you go out to fight on weekdays and squat on the ground to pick up something to eat?" Can you have some quality? ”

Without answering Zhou Li's words, these ten people instantly burst out at extremely fast speed. With the cooperation of each other, there are faint signs of fusion between different Lingqi, as if ten brain fragments have finally come together and are about to piece together a complete brain.

"It's finally getting interesting."

Facing the oncoming ten people and a brain, Zhou Li raised his eyebrows, and a look of interest appeared on his face. He didn't expect that the subject of Lingqi fusion that he had studied would actually see the prototype in these people.

In an instant, Zhou Li was surrounded in the center of the group of ten. The spiritual methods cultivated by these ten people are different, but the Lingqi is vaguely linked to each other, just like the divine F2, which makes these ten people work together perfectly.

"Huh~"

At this time, Tang Guan had also sat up straight, no longer the original lazy appearance. As someone who had participated in Zhou Li's project before, she naturally knew how difficult it was for the Lingqi of ten people to synchronize and coordinate. After all, this is not only about the ten people having equal strength and complementary abilities, but the most important thing is that they need to keep the same pace and even think on the same line.

How do they do it?

Li Fuzi, who was not far away, hid his face and was speechless, it was difficult for him to explain to Zhou Li the reason why these people could resonate with Lingqi.

He had also participated in Zhou Li's project before, and he knew that the most difficult part of Lingqi resonance was to let the resonators think together, and there should be no too much bias. And the fact that these ten people can achieve Lingqi resonance is not because they have truly achieved complete allogeneic concentricity.

Because they don't even know how to think. (End of chapter)