Chapter 51: The Battle in the Lake (1)
"Senior brother, what weapon do you need?"
Nangong Wan'er pretended not to see Jiang Shaofeng's small movements, "By the way, Senior Sister almost forgot, Senior Brother's sword skills are even more powerful, and it seems that Senior Sister has taken advantage of it with a sword!
As soon as Nangong Wan'er spoke, another yellow-faced senior brother immediately came over and gave a Yanling knife, and even the weapons were ready, to say that Nangong Wan'er was not premeditated is nonsense.
"Senior sister, the venue here seems to be a little small!"
Fortunately, Jiang Shaofeng didn't hide, and raised the conditions with Nangong Wan'er.
"I understand, where do you want to compete!
Nangong Wan'er looked very 'generous' at this time, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, like a big bad wolf looking at the trembling little sheep, thinking about how to concoct Jiang Shaofeng later.
"That's it!"
Jiang Shaofeng's eyes turned, and he turned around and pointed to a small lake outside the ancestral hall, which was a small lake with a radius of nearly fifty zhang, the water of the lake was crystal clear, and the deepest place was only about three zhang.
"Senior brother is really good at picking places, but you think senior sister will be scared!"
After seeing it, Nangong Wan'er secretly scolded a pervert, she was taken advantage of by this little bastard in the medicine pool, and this kid is now picking the battlefield in the small lake, maybe he has the intention of making himself ugly.
"Say no!"
Jiang Shaofeng used the agitation method, if he didn't find a favorable terrain, facing Shangnangong Wan'er, he would definitely be hanged and beaten, and he could obviously make a move but he had to slowly hang himself up and fight, maybe he would still seal his mouth, and he wouldn't even give him a chance to admit defeat.
"Okay~ What don't you dare!"
Nangong Wan'er knew that Jiang Shaofeng was agitating the general, but she still agreed, in order to deal with this little bastard, she spent a lot of effort on her own, if she refused, maybe he would find some excuse to slip away.
Maybe Jiang Shaofeng has some unusual means, but Nangong Wan'er is confident in her own strength, she is a congenital master, and she can't deal with a little color embryo who has just become angry!
"A word is a certainty~ Senior Brother Wang!"
Jiang Shaofeng said and beckoned to the heavy color and light junior brother Wang, motioned for him to hand the Yanling knife to himself, and after holding the handle of the Yanling knife, Jiang Shaofeng closed his eyes and rubbed the handle of the knife, and after being familiar with it for a while, he opened his eyes and smiled at Nangong Wan'er: "Senior Sister Wan'er, you must pay attention!"
Don't slap your face, junior brother can finally eat with his face, what will you do if you hit Qing'er!"
Gu Sheng said this with a smile, and just as the word 'do' spoke, suddenly his right hand moved and shrank, and the Yanling knife was instantly unsheathed, and the oblique upward meaning of the Chinese strange arc erased towards Nangong Wan'er's jade neck.
"Don't worry!Senior Brother Huang, your face, Senior Sister will be fine~Bell~"
Nangong Wan'er smiled and talked to Jiang Shaofeng, before she finished speaking, Jiang Shaofeng's knife was already close in front of her, and her reaction was also very fast, her body raised her right hand and wiped the hilt of the sword, and when she fell back, the long sword was already out of the sheath and picked up.
Nangong Wan'er hung in the air with her back back, and when she hit Jiang Shaofeng's blade with a sword, she swung it violently, and put Jiang Shaofeng's Yanling knife back.
"Despicable!"
"Shameless villain!"
"Plot a sneak attack!"
"What kind of hero is this to Senior Sister!"
"It should be upright!"
Before the two parties could say anything, the pot had already exploded between the disciples, and the new disciples who had not yet entered the school had accused Jiang Shaofeng of acting too despicable, and a few of them even felt good about themselves and asked the elders to cancel Jiang Shaofeng's discipleship qualifications and expel him from the sect.
However, all the old disciples who had come out of Lingzhou did not react much, except for a few Nangong Wan'er's suitors who raised their eyebrows slightly, and the others looked at Jiang Shaofeng with a little appreciation.
If the sect wants to prosper, it must inevitably kill, and at this time, Jiang Shaofeng, a decisive candidate for killing, is even more valued by them.
"Bell~Bell~"
After two blows in a row, Nangong Wan'er's true strength and then the opportunity to fight was like a spider web all over the sword body, and Jiang Shaofeng's Yanling knife was stuck to Nangong Wan'er's treasure soldier called the Chihuang Sword.
"Senior Sister Nangong, we haven't arrived at the location yet!
Jiang Shaofeng saw that he couldn't get out directly, and made shameless remarks to provoke Nangong Wan'er, "Senior sister is so reluctant to give up the younger brother, is it because she has taken a fancy to the junior brother, but unfortunately the junior brother has already made a decision with Senior Sister Qing'er, I'm afraid I can only refuse ~bell~"
"Sharp teeth, I'll do what you want!"
Jiang Shaofeng hadn't spoken yet, Nangong Wan'er, who couldn't stand his mouth, was still fooled, slammed his palm on the sword, and knocked him towards Xiaohu through the Yanling knife, and then floated and moved like a red cloud, flying towards Xiaohu.
"Peng~"
Although Nangong Wan'er sent Jiang Shaofeng into the lake with one palm, she still moved her hands and feet in that internal strength, and the moment Jiang Shaofeng flew to the lake.
The internal energy that was about to dissipate suddenly rioted, instantly crushing Jiang Shaofeng's true qi that had just condensed, leaving him with no internal strength to use for a while, and he fell directly into the small lake and became a soup chicken.
"Boom~"
Nangong Wan'er followed closely, treading water with her feet, and a shock was sent into the water from the bottom of her feet, attacking Jiang Shaofeng, who was on his back and entering the water.
Nangong Wan'er promised Jiang Shaofeng to lower his cultivation to the same level as him, so he couldn't use the True Yuan Qi Cover of the Innate Qi Refining Realm to defend against the flow of water.
But Dali is such a high-level martial arts senior sister in the world, similar to the treading skills in Naruto, there are not too many skills, Nangong Wan'er just covered the soles of her feet with a layer of internal strength, and the whole person floated steadily on the water.
"Poof~"
As soon as Jiang Shaofeng entered the water, he was attacked by Nangong Wan'er's secret move, he was still a trick if he was prepared, it was inevitable to choke on water when he was depressed, after squirting a few mouthfuls of water choked in his mouth, he turned over and avoided the dark energy sent by Nangong Wan'er's kick, and after slowing down a little, he looked up.
Jiang Shaofeng and Nangong Wan'er's current position is a little awkward, the two form a vertical straight line from top to bottom, Nangong Wan'er's body is graceful and her clothes are fluttering, Jiang Shaofeng looked up and saw that she was directly facing the scenery under her skirt.
"Safety pants! don't even show your legs!
Jiang Shaofeng's heart flashed with the thought of 'highly toxic', chivalrous women in this era often fly in the air, some things are inevitable, naturally it is impossible to dress as cool as some young ladies in modern times, so Jiang Shaofeng found nothing this time.
"Looking for a fight!"
The moment Jiang Shaofeng raised his head, it happened to be when Nangong Wan'er lowered her head and was about to enlarge the move again, seeing the rich changes in the expression on the face of this little pervert, she couldn't help but think of the time when she was looked at, and she thought that this little pervert was reverie about herself just now.
Carried away with shame and annoyance, Nangong Wan'er exploded in an instant, with a little right foot, the whole person turned over one hundred and eighty degrees in mid-air, and stabbed across the lake towards Jiang Shaofeng with a sword.