In a small pavilion made of red tiles in Shangde Academy, there is a young man dressed in the white clothes of the academy, with a pair of dead fish eyes, who seems to be indifferent to everything, is lying on the white jade table in the pavilion and is drowsy.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head, stretched out one hand forward, and directly grabbed a sneak attack.

When I looked at it, it turned out to be a red apple.

After some hesitation, the boy finally took a bite, neither bothering to look at the man who was slowly sitting in the pavilion, nor wanting to say anything.

Just pretend not to see this person.

Gu Baichuan, whose sleeves fluttered and actually hid a glass flying sword inside, slowly shook his hand after sitting down, took out an apple again like a trick, and directly took a big bite to eat it, and at the same time said with a smile: "Sorry slave, how long do you plan to stay in the academy, you really don't plan to go home to see, or go out for a long trip?"

The young man who was actually named Dong Li frowned slightly after hearing the "Cherish the Word Slave", stopped talking, and turned into an indifferent look again.

Gu Baichuan suddenly patted his head and smiled: "Look at my memory, I have forgotten that you are homeless and no one cares about you, the academy has long been your home, since you are at home, how can you go home." ”

Dong Li's face was still impermanent when he heard such words, but he just put the apple in his hand on the table and gently pushed it aside, and said indifferently: "Have something to say?"

Gu Baichuan looked disappointed, threw away the nuts and muttered: "I thought you would scold me, and say, "Damn, if you have a fart", it's okay, at least there are seven words, you are really boring." ”

Although this jade young man who was not as good as Gu Baichuan in front of him, he was still like the rising sun, pursed his lips, said no more, and got up to leave.

But the next moment, a glazed flying sword flew from someone's cuff in an instant, like a dragon swinging its tail in the middle of a big river, unpredictable, and crossed in front of the young man at a very tricky angle.

Gu Baichuan flicked his sleeves, held his head in his hands and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I can say two words on this flying sword, and I want to find someone to show off, those old guys in the academy can't beat them, and I don't want to make a move on the small ones, so I have to be wronged and wronged by you." ”

Dong Li looked straight at the turned shape and aimed the tip of the sword at the glazed flying sword on his chest, bent down and drilled a loophole and walked away.

Gu Baichuan was stunned and shouted loudly: "I'll stand still, how about letting you make three moves first?"

Dong Li, who was about to walk out of the gravel path, turned around suddenly, his momentum suddenly exploded, and he said in a deep voice: "Is this true?"

The young man in white waved his hand and said angrily: "Roll on, it's easy to hide, and it's hard to prevent it from being a stuffy gourd like you, which is very disgusting." ”

Dong Li snorted coldly, leaving a rather proud and chic back.

Gu Baichuan, who had nothing to do and really had nothing to do, lazily lay on the white jade table, erected his left and right fingers to simulate a fight, and stretched out his third finger from time to time to act as a talisman flying sword, plus two or three roars, and had a lot of fun.

The glassy white flying sword was quietly suspended behind the young man, and a fierce sword aura kept flowing from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

After that, the flying sword was even more radiant, with bursts of roaring.

An illusory woman who could only be seen by Gu Baichuan stood behind her, reaching out and patting the young man's head.

She was dressed in a fluttering white dress, and her eyebrows went up with the trend, not messy and curly, as if she had infinite sword intent.

But these eyes, which make people dare not look directly, have a smile when they look at the boy, and they are very soft.

Seeing that the young man was still playing with his fingers, the woman reached out and tugged at the collar and directly lifted the young man up, and said softly: "Since there is nothing to do, why don't you continue to practice the sword techniques I passed on to you?"

In the eyes of outsiders, Gu Baichuan, who hooked his neck like floating in the air, first collapsed his face, and then turned his head to the air with a smile on his face and said, "Sister Fairy, didn't I just practice?"

The woman nodded with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to make a fist, and prepared to fight again.

The young man hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I understand, I understand, no matter how talented you are, you must persevere in doing things." ”

The woman turned into a fist, let go of the hand holding the young man, rubbed the young man's eyebrows, and said with a wry smile: "You just were born too well, and you don't know how to cherish your talent and opportunity at all, and in a few decades, you will definitely regret it." ”

The young man suddenly touched his head and smiled: "With the fairy sister here, I will definitely not regret it." ”

Gu Baichuan still wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly felt a particularly familiar character's breath, his eyes lit up, and he ran and said, "Sister Fairy, I'll go to practice the sword later, I'm going to take a look first." ”

The fairy-like woman in white shook her head, her figure disappeared suddenly, and a glass-like flying sword slowly fell into the young man's cuff and disappeared.

And the dragon head of the Fish Dragon Courtyard was inside, Jiang Huaigang wrote a reverse water talisman and threw it forward with the gray-clothed boy as the object.

This small courtyard was suddenly filled with a strong sense of grandeur centered on the broken paper, and then it was born in the air

The golden river, which was like a tide but very fierce, surged against the gray-clothed child.

As a demon beast, Innocent seemed to be weak but its body was extremely hard, but it only stayed in place for a moment, as if it was pushed by the current, and directly hit a layer of golden light curtain.

The gray-clothed boy kept fluttering backwards from his body to his hair, and streams of golden water kept hitting his body.

He immediately shouted: "Let go of me, let go of me, I don't want a tael of silver." ”

He Siqi, who was sitting on the side and raised his head to drink, waved his hand slightly, and the river, including the invisible light curtain, suddenly dissipated like a cloud.

The gray-clothed boy squatted on the ground, rubbed his chest and complained: "I also said that no one will die, and I am naïve and will die soon." ”

He Siqi pinched his nose and teased him with a homophonic sound: "Someone is going to cry their nose." ”

Jiang Huai, who was a little shocked but covered with a smile on his face, took out a piece of broken silver from his waist and threw it to Xiao Tong and said with a smile: "Naive, if it weren't for Mr. He who weakened most of his power in advance, I would never dare to make a move." ”

The gray-clothed boy took the silver, snorted coldly, and sat down on the wooden plank with his face in his face.

Jiang Huai wanted to comfort him again, but his eyes stayed on the wall.

That Gu Baichuan, who was called the number one in the Chongyang Nation Hidden Dragon List by He Siqi, just like the last time they met, stood high on the wall and looked at this place with the same overlooking attitude.

Gu Baichuan smiled, squatted down and gestured with his hands, as if an elder guiding a junior and said: "The characters are written very well, probably closer to me, but if you want to say something from my heart, you are still too far behind me now, and it is not even too much to use the world's difference." ”

Gu Baichuan, who had a hippie smile but an oppressive aura, jumped down, shook his sleeves and respectfully said hello to the drinker, and then looked at the white-clothed young man who was about the same height as himself, and raised his head slightly and said: "According to my husband, your qualifications are very good, and in some respects you are even the same as me, but no matter the cultivation time or Fuyuan, you should be worse than me, so it is more practical to take me as the goal, it is better to defeat a certain stuffy gourd first." ”

Although Jiang Huai felt that bursts of aura like a gale-like wind kept sweeping through his body, he still did not take a step back, shook his head, and said with a smile: "No, it's you." ”

Gu Baichuan looked like he had seen a ghost in a hundred days, not because he was shocked and fearless as a young man, but because he was surprised that he didn't have more than five words, could he have been infected by the word slave?

He patted his head and pouted: "Okay, okay, it's better to say a hundred things, I will press the realm to the same as yours, and I don't use the slightest physical strength, only use the simplest writing characters, do you dare to compare the last game?"

Hearing this, He Siqi was also happy, and with a wave of his big hand, a golden light curtain completely enveloped this dragon's head from above.

The man smiled heartily: "Even if you make a move, nothing will go wrong." ”

At this time, it was noon, and the scorching sun was hanging high above his head, Jiang Huai touched the warmth of his shoulder, took off the white jade from his waist and threw it into the hands of the gray-clothed boy, looked at each other and said, "Why don't you dare." ”

Gu Baichuan raised his eyebrows, took out a piece of white rice paper from the close-fitting void bag, and then threw the void bag aside, and at the same time, a glass flying sword in his sleeve flew out.

The two of them stepped backwards at the same time as if they were sensitive, and then used their two fingers as a pen to hook the characters with the breath of Haoran.

He Siqi sat cross-legged, pressed his hands to his knees, glanced carefully ahead, and muttered, "You're bold." ”

The characters written by Jiang Huai are not the breaking talisman that attracts the light of Haoran, but the anti-water talisman that is like a river rushing out just now.

And Gu Baichuan also discarded what he was best at and chose a broken talisman that he didn't use very much.

Both stopped at the same time and threw forward, the paper shattering at the same time.

There was a golden river gushing in front, and a golden light source exploded behind.

Thunder roared in the golden light curtain, and sand and dust rose everywhere.

With the Breaking Talisman as the center, a monstrous wave surged out, blasting the golden river into streams and flowing in all directions.

Jiang Huai hugged his hands and resisted the air wave, and took three steps back in a row before he stepped on it

On the other hand, Gu Baichuan looked at the footprints he stepped backwards with a face full of disbelief, and muttered, "How is it possible." ”

Even if he just used the simplest characters, the boy didn't believe that he would take a step back, because although he was in the same realm, he should be a step ahead in terms of technique and proficiency.

There is only one way to say, is it possible that he is on par with the aura of grandeur I feel in the two realms?

He Siqi, who originally saw it as a joke, showed a smile, pointed at Gu Baichuan and said with a smile: "Boy, you won, why are you not happy." ”

Gu Baichuan hooked his hand slightly, the flying sword rushed into the cuffs, and the void bag naturally hung around his waist, and said melancholy: "Since it's not a big victory, how can you win?"

Then the young man looked at Jiang Huai again, no longer with a hippie smile but with a very serious look, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be complacent, my realm is much higher than yours, no matter how fast you climb, I still walk in front, and I walk fast." ”

After Gu Baichuan finished speaking, he turned his head and left, jumped over the high wall, and turned his head to an illusory figure that appeared behind him as he walked, and said, "Sister Fairy, I want to practice my sword seriously." ”

The fairy woman in white with sword eyebrows, facing forward, gently touched the young man's forehead.

Jiang Huai, who was struggling to stand in the courtyard, finally couldn't bear the sharp pain in his chest, and staggered back half a step.

He raised his head slightly, then sat down cross-legged and asked, "Mr. He, am I two points behind?"

He Siqi raised his head and took a sip of wine, pursed his lips and explained: "Not so much, even if he presses the realm in the second realm again, some things are understood, and they are naturally mixed in every move, and the rest is completely a matter of experience and time, and the real gap between you is between you who just took half a step back." ”

Jiang Huai moved his lips, but he still wanted to speak and stopped.