Brother Jiang, long time no see!"

Li Chaifeng, who is in the wind in Yushu, is dressed in white, and he is extremely handsome.

"Chasing the wind?"

Jiang Leng was surprised, and soon, the expression of the dead face showed a happy look, and after a few years, he was overjoyed to see his childhood partner again.

"How's that?

Li Chaifeng teased, looking at Jiang Leng more seriously, although he called Brother Jiang, but in his tone, there was no respect like before, it was just casual ridicule.

Jiang Leng's happiness was once again removed from his face, he didn't like to talk, but it didn't mean that he was a fool with low emotional intelligence.

Li Chaifeng's attitude has explained everything.

"Old ...... Is Dean Bai here too?"

Jiang Leng asked, looked at the stands, and went to find the great figure in his memory.

"Don't you even want to call a teacher?"

Li Chaifeng ridiculed: "You are really forgetful, at least everything you have now is given to you by the teacher!"

"You are wrong, everything I have now was given to me by the teacher!"

Jiang Leng retorted: "And my teacher, only Sun Mo is alone!"

The two of them whispered about the old days, which annoyed the people in the audience.

"What's going on? Seems to be an old acquaintance?"

Ying Baiwu looked at Li Chaifeng's frivolous expression, and didn't like it: "Jiang Leng won't want his subordinates to show mercy, right?"

"It's all called Brother Jiang, what do you say?"

Yutang pouted, clasped his hands on his chest, and put on a look of watching a good show.

"Two, salute, fight!"

Tong Yiming urged.

"Li Chaifeng, please!"

Li Chaifeng arched his hand casually, and then without waiting for Jiang Leng to finish speaking, he appeared in front of Jiang Leng like a gust of wind.

Whew!Whew!

The long sword was cut down, as if splashing ink, chic and freehand.

In the audience, many girls have begun to scream, this Li Chaifeng, in terms of appearance alone, is indeed the kind of beautiful man who is very easy to attract fans.

"Humph!"

Seeing Li Chaifeng's casual and rude attitude, Tong Yiming snorted coldly in his heart, this kind of student is a genius, but he is too arrogant, he must be disciplined, otherwise he will definitely go astray.

Bite!

Jiang Leng held a dagger to block, but did not take the initiative to attack.

"What's wrong? What about your quick attack? Show me it!"

Li chased the wind and floated around, the long sword or stabbed, or sharpened, without the slightest fireworks.

"You're going to make trouble?"

Jiang Leng asked in a low voice, still on the defensive.

"Huh, guess?"

Li Chaifeng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly accelerated his offensive, and the long sword instantly turned from a spring breeze to a storm, with a fierce murderous aura, enveloping Jiang Leng.

Snort!

Sword qi roared horizontally and horizontally, cutting the floor out of a ravine the width of a fingernail.

The figures of the two people flickered and moved, although there was no physical contact, only the weapons occasionally collided, but the danger was far more terrifying than Xuanyuan Po and Ding for a while.

Tong Yiming looked at the fight, and couldn't help but gasp, how old are they, and they are already so powerful?

The fighting style of the two people is still a little less hot, and the moves may not be very skilled, but the tactical ideas, courage, mind, and vision revealed in each action have been formed.

When they were teenagers, many cultivators pursued powerful exercises and tempered strong physiques, which in the eyes of some high-star masters, were a bit inferior.

A real famous teacher is tailor-made, according to the characteristics of the students, let them form their own fighting ideas, and then temper their abilities.

These famous teachers believe that the strength of a cultivator lies not in the body, but in thinking, and when thinking is on the right path from the beginning, it is only a matter of time before he achieves success.

The instinct here does not refer to Xuanyuan's beastly intuition, but a kind of thinking, just like doing a problem, some people do it again, after mastering the idea, and then encounter this type of problem, they will know how to start.

"The atmosphere seems to have become more solemn?"

Zhang Yanzong was surprised, the bigwigs on the referee's bench actually stopped talking, they were all watching the fight, you must know that even when Xuanyuan Po and Ding Yi were hot, they didn't watch it so seriously.

"Ordinary people are watching fights and looking for excitement!"

"A few people look at the idea and the connotation!"

Gu Xiuxun explained.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yanzong was puzzled.

"When it comes to Liang Hongda's star, what wonderful games haven't they watched? They are watching it with relish now, in fact, because of the connotation of this fight. ”

Gu Xiuxun also has a few brushes: "For example, some fights are just a limerick poem, just read it, and some fights are famous articles that need to be chewed." ”

"Got it!"

Zhang Yanzong suddenly realized, then his eyes widened, he watched carefully, and wanted to write down every detail, although he didn't understand it now, then read it a few more times, and it would always be clear.

But at this time, Li Chaifeng suddenly stopped.

"It's boring!"

Li Chaifeng twitched the corners of his mouth and jumped out of the ring.

Wow!

This scene made many viewers in an uproar, what is this doing?

"I won't be a monkey, you guys will see it!"

Li Chaifeng was disdainful, and he tried, if he didn't go all out, he couldn't kill Jiang Leng, then this fight would be meaningless, after all, on this occasion, it was impossible for him to be full of firepower.

"Chasing the wind!"

Jiang Leng shouted.

"Don't worry, we'll see you again soon!"

Li Chaifeng smiled evilly, causing many girls to scream.

Sun Mo frowned slightly, activating the Divine Insight Technique.

Li Chaifeng, thirteen years old.

Potential, extremely high!

Note, the genius among geniuses, his own qualifications are one in a million, and after being taught by Dean Bai and engraved with a new spirit pattern, his strength has reached a higher level.

In his age, there are few rivals to match.

Note, don't try to find his shortcomings, because he doesn't have them.

"Teacher, Dean Bai may be here!"

Jiang Leng came back and reminded in a low voice.

"Hmm!"

Sun Mo patted Jiang Leng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, everything has me!"

Feeling the temperature of the teacher's big hand, Jiang Leng suddenly felt relieved, yes, I still have a teacher.

With Li Chaifeng's abstention, the first group A was born, which was Jiang Leng.

The game continued, but Liang Hongda, these bigwigs, were a little tasteless, if they weren't for referees, two of them would even leave the table directly to recruit Li Chaifeng.

Xiling University, Linshan Lake.

"How?"

The white coat of arms is sitting by the lake, with a charcoal pen in his hand, and is drawing a spiritual pattern.

"It's very strong, the broken spirit pattern on his body should have been repaired. ”

Li chased the wind back.

"Oh!"

The white coat of arms fell into deep thought, and wanted to re-examine Jiang Leng, and then talk to that Sun Mo.

It seems that the biggest gain from coming to Xiling City this time is not to complete the testing process of the new spirit pattern, but to see Jiang Leng again and know Sun Mo.

"Maybe from Sun Mo, I can find a way to make the new spirit pattern go further!"

The white coat of arms suddenly looked forward to the meeting with Sun Mo.

......

In Group B, Win Baiwu took the stage, but before Tong Yiming announced the start of the game, her opponent Wu Guang complained.

"It's okay for her to use a long-range weapon, but this longbow is obviously a saint-level, isn't it too unfair to us opponents?"

Wu Guang's voice was very loud, and he still said it to the stands with a depressed face, in order to win sympathy.

He didn't want to win the melee battle between Baiwu and himself, he just wanted her to change weapons, otherwise he really didn't have a chance to win.

Tong Yiming wanted to speak, but was preempted by Win Baiwu.

"Okay, then I'll change the bow!"

The head iron girl didn't care, she directly threw the Wind King Divine Bow to Jiang Leng, and then looked at Tong Yiming: "You should have a bow, right? Please get me one?"

"How many stone bows do you use?"

Tong Yiming asked, looking at Ying Baiwu with a smile on his face, he liked this girl's temperament.

"Whatever, no more than two stones. ”

It doesn't matter if you win a hundred dances.

"Huh?"

Wu Guang was stunned, he thought that he had to fight a bit to make Ying Baiwu change weapons, after all, this is related to the first place in Group B, but who knew that people would be so simple.

Looking at Ying Baiwu's calm expression, Wu Guang suddenly felt a little ashamed, people didn't think about taking advantage of weapons at all!

It's me who lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Soon, a guard handed over a longbow with horns.

"Do you want to check it out?"

Tong Yiming asked.

"No, no!"

Wu Guang hurriedly refused, and this longbow was carried on the guard's body, and at first glance, it was produced by an ordinary weapon shop.

Three minutes later, the two sides finished saluting and the game began.

"Get close, don't give her a chance to shoot arrows!"

Wu Guang's personal teacher yelled, and it was also in this way that he put pressure on Ying Baiwu, but unfortunately, he underestimated the iron girl's ability to resist pressure.

Normally, the archer would pull the distance, but this time, Ying Baiwu stood still and did not move, directly firing the bow, and did not even pull the arrow from the quiver.

"Isn't it?"

Just when the audience was surprised, guessing that Ying Baiwu didn't need arrows with an ordinary longbow, the long arrows condensed by spiritual energy were like meteors swarming across the night sky, shooting at Wu Guang.

Wow!

The audience exclaimed!

Wu Guang's heart was instantly dead, so many arrows, how to hide, he swung the big knife with all his might, and twisted out a ball of blades.

Ding! Ding!

The aura arrows continued to collapse, and the powerful impact force also made Wu Guang keep retreating, and when he finished receiving this wave of attacks, he saw that six arrows had appeared on the longbow of Ying Baiwu!

Ganli Niang, are you going to shoot six arrows at once?

How do I win?

"Abstain!

Wu Guang's personal teacher shouted, he didn't want to see the student being shot.

Hearing this, Ying Baiwu stared at Wu Guang.

"I ...... I abstain!"

After Wu Guang finished speaking, his face turned red.

Syllable!

The arrow in Win Baiwu's hand was shattered, and then she returned the Longbow Sect to the guard and walked back to Sun Mo.

"Hey, your archery skills are saint-level, right?"

Wu Guang was curious.

"It's a saint-grade gem!"

Ying Baiwu frowned slightly, and he didn't like the teacher's exercises to be despised.

"Where did you learn that?"

Wu Guang asked: "It must be a family heirloom, right? What did your ancestors do?

"Of course the teacher taught me!"

Ying Baiwu rolled his eyes, family heirlooms? My family is surrounded by walls, except for a lazy father who wants to sell me to the Qinglou for money, there is nothing.

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