HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Facing Wuyou's moves, Yifeng was very satisfied and even a little surprised. He didn't expect that this magic circle was so powerful that it really made him unable to move at all and he could only be trapped in the center of the magic circle.

Densely packed ice crystal darts were falling all around like raindrops, each one was extremely sharp and emitted an icy breath.

At the same time, the surging water column continued to rush towards him. Looking at Wuyou who suddenly appeared in the sky and aimed his arrow at him, Yifeng raised his hand and swung the spiritual sword in his hand, mobilizing his spiritual power and slashing fiercely.

The sword light flashed, and the sword energy was rampant, instantly tearing the surging water column apart; with a loud bang, the water column exploded, splashing water everywhere, and the formation disappeared.

However, in this brief moment, the arrow shot by Wuyou had reached his feet, and the arrow head was flashing with cold light, showing that the power of this arrow should not be underestimated.

Wuyou retracted his bow and arrow and returned to the lake and said excitedly: "Second brother! I won, I won!"

Yifeng also retracted his spirit sword. He smiled and looked at Wuyou: "Well, it seems that you haven't slacked off in the past few years, not bad."

Wuyou curled his lips and said, "That's it."

The corners of Yifeng's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, then he gently stretched out his palm, and a mysterious and dark light flashed, and a crystal clear flower emitting a faint blue light slowly emerged.

Yi Feng handed the flower to her and said softly, "This is a spiritual weapon I made especially for you, named Tianmu Qionghua. It can make your spiritual power more pure, and you will be more adept at controlling weapons with spiritual power."

Wuyou stretched out her hand with surprise on her face, and the moment she touched the flower, the flower quickly merged into Wuyou's body!

She could clearly feel that the flower had tightly guarded her golden elixir in a bud, as if it was building an indestructible shield for it.

Wuyou couldn't wait to mobilize the spiritual power in her body, and sure enough, she felt much more relaxed. The spiritual power flowed through her meridians as smoothly as a clear spring.

She raised her head, looked at Yifeng excitedly and said, "Thank you, second brother! This magic weapon is so useful! You are really the best!"

Yifeng's lips curled up slightly, a gratified smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and placed it on Wuyou's shoulder, patting him gently a few times, as if conveying a kind of silent encouragement and support.

His voice was low and gentle, giving people a feeling that they could be completely relied on: "Little sister, there is no need to thank me. You are very talented, and as your elder brother, since I have the ability to help you, I will naturally not hold back at all."

After saying this, Yi Feng paused for a moment, then added expectantly: "You and I are both dedicated practitioners. When we return to the sect in the future, we can work together to carry forward our master's legacy."

Wuyou was stunned for a moment and replied: "Ahahaha, okay second brother, I will definitely work hard."

This task is too big, there is no need to do this. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment! No, no, no, after the war, let me retire and play around. I want to stay at home and eat and wait for death!

Unfortunately, no one knew that she was thinking this way. Everyone thought she was the second Yifeng, and the two returned to the shore.

Luo Yunchi looked at Wuyou with admiration: "Junior sister! You are so amazing! Oh my god, if this is how you usually spar with us, the grass on my grave would be taller than me!"

Wuyou was amused by him: "Really? Well, since the second brother is here, let's team up to fight him alone like before!"

Luo Yunchi's heart skipped a beat: "Ah...Okay! I'll have to work harder this semester to become stronger!"

Wu Yu looked at him and shook her head gently: "No, no, no, dear brother, not only this holiday, but every holiday in the future, Second Brother will come to teach us in person."

Luo Yunchi was petrified when he heard this: "What?! This?! This is not good, it's too hard for Senior Brother Yifeng... This..."

In the end, Luo Yunchi couldn't come up with any more stories and could only shut up in grievance. God knows how long he cried in his bed that night.