Disciple, come to be a magician

A huge horizontal groove appeared on the ground, exuding a scorching atmosphere, white mist rose, and people were exposed to high temperatures.

Shen Yuerong let go of the sword, and the crimson spiritual power was wrapped around the hilt, and she manipulated the long sword to stab Zhou Fengsheng.

Zhou Fengsheng's eyes dimmed, and a look of disdain flashed past him. He stopped in his tracks and pinched his fingers.

"The art of controlling the sword, transforming the sword with spiritual power."

As soon as the words were finished, swords similar to the long sword controlled by Shen Yuerong gradually appeared behind Zhou Fengsheng, and the long sword was aimed at Shen Yuerong and flew towards her.

Compared with the single sword controlled by Shen Yuerong, it is really difficult to resist the attack of so many long swords.

Shen Yuerong manipulated the long sword to take a few steps back, facing the long sword that was attacking her, she swung the sword so that it could resist part of the spiritual power sword, while pinching the Fa Jue.

Scarlet spiritual power continuously emerged from her body, wrapping her up in a short while.

When the flying Lingli sword landed on the shield, it made a clanging sound of weapons colliding with each other.

"break!"

The cold voice reached everyone's ears with a tone that could not be refuted.

The Lingli swords exploded in mid-air one after another as if they had encountered some natural enemy.

After the Lingli sword exploded, the venue was covered with a layer of gauze, like a woman holding a pipa and half covering her face, bringing a sense of mystery to people.

Zhou Fengsheng frowned and looked at the vast expanse of whiteness around him, and calmed down to perceive everything around him with his spiritual sense.

nobody.

Neither here.

Zhou Fengsheng, who was vigilant, was very careful in everything he did. He looked around, as if wondering where Shen Yuerong would appear.

Time passed by little by little, but Shen Yuerong was still nowhere to be found, everything seemed so quiet that even the beating of her heart could be heard clearly.

thumping!

Pounding!

Then, Zhou Fengsheng felt a slight change in the flow of the air behind him, and his whole body shot out instantly like a small cannonball, with all his spiritual power pouring out, but it fell through like a joke.

no one?

Is it my own illusion?

Seeing that the attack failed, Zhou Fengsheng became vigilant again.

What he didn't know was that the people trapped in the white mist were not him and Shen Yuerong, but only him.

This is like the so-called authorities who are obsessed, but bystanders are clear.

Shen Yuerong flew in the air with Yujian, overlooking all Zhou Fengsheng's actions, chanting mantras, and commanding changes.

After a while, a huge sword wrapped in crimson flames appeared above her head, exuding a scorching aura.It seems that as long as you touch it lightly with your hand, you can burn it instantly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Haonan looked nervously at Zhou Fengsheng, who didn't know it yet. He clenched his fists, resisting his desire to rush in.

Venerable Chu Wen comforted him when he saw it, "Yue Rong won't hurt people, at most it's just to let the boy know the difference. If you are so nervous, boy, don't show a cold face to him every day, it will make people think How much do you dislike him?"

It has to be said that Venerable Chu Wen's words hit the nail on the head.

Listening to Venerable Chu Wen's words, Xu Haonan lowered his eyes and explained softly: "Master, I can't control it."

After all, it is almost a child brought up by oneself, people, always hope that the other party can become a dragon and a phoenix.Therefore, without knowing it, Xu Haonan's demands on Zhou Fengsheng became higher.

Zhou Fengsheng is the same age as Shen Yuerong, no matter in terms of talent or other aspects, he is inferior to Shen Yuerong.

Once people have a comparison, their demands on themselves will become higher and higher. Moreover, Shen Yuerong is really a character that they can't even catch up with.

In other words, the disciples who were in the same period as Shen Yuerong are still overwhelmed by her.

Shen Yuerong was too dazzling, but they were hidden under the brilliance.

Venerable Chu Wen patted Xu Haonan with his hands, and said: "Don't always use Yuerong's standard to standardize Kid, it's not fair to Kid."

Xu Haonan frowned, nodded and said, "I see, Master."

It was indeed unfair to Zhou Fengsheng.

Xu Haonan thought, maybe it was because Ah Rong was also a child he had grown up with, and he also had a sense of competition with his friends. This was the reason why he was so strict with Zhou Fengsheng, right?

"fall!"

A cold voice rang in Zhou Fengsheng's ears, trying to identify the source of the voice.He raised his head abruptly, his pupils shrank, as if he hadn't expected such a huge sword to appear on top of his head.

He quickly wanted to leave the spot, but only then did he take the first step. The white mist around him turned into a rope and wrapped around him as if possessing spiritual wisdom, firmly fixing him in place.

Now, what else Zhou Fengsheng doesn't know, this white mist is Shen Yuerong's trick to confuse himself.

With the fall of the giant sword, Zhou Fengsheng felt that the air around him was being squeezed away, and a violent flame filled his surroundings.

After a while, the sweat on his body wet his clothes, and the tip of his hair was dripping with water. A forceful force pressed him down, and a burning sensation followed.

"Huhuhu..." Zhou Fengsheng panted, trying to break free from the rope formed by the white mist, and the giant sword fell slowly, creating a sense of oppression.

Her heartbeat gradually accelerated. Although she knew that Shen Yuerong could not kill herself, her threatened body desperately wanted to escape from the giant sword.

Furthermore... Eldest senior brother is still looking at himself, he can't just admit defeat like this.

I don't want to disappoint Xu Haonan.

Perhaps seeing Xu Haonan, Zhou Fengsheng felt a power rising in his heart, circulating the spiritual power of heaven and earth, exhausting all his strength.

When Zhou Fengsheng heard the sound of the rope breaking in his ears, the spiritual power in his body circulated to the extreme, and he escaped from the place surrounded by white mist.

He raised his head and bumped into Shen Yuerong's lukewarm eyes.

He was alone in those beautiful eyes, not only did not make Zhou Fengsheng feel happy, but a shuddering illusion climbed up from the bottom of his heart.

It seemed that her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

"Sword!" Zhou Fengsheng shouted, raising his hand to summon the long sword that Shen Yuerong gave up.

As a sword cultivator, it's fine if someone robbed his sword, but Zhou Fengsheng couldn't bear it because he didn't take good care of his sword after being robbed.

With the long sword in hand, there is an extra aura of one man standing in front of ten thousand men.

The long sword that was dying in Shen Yuerong's hand, faked like a high-quality imitation wood, returned to Zhou Fengsheng's hand, and only then did it bloom its sharpness.

The utensils follow the owner, so it is better to be in the hands of one's own master than in the hands of others.

Holding the sword flower in his hand, Zhou Fengsheng raised his sword to face the difficulties.

Drink in a cold voice.

"Falling Wind Slash!"

The tip of the sword landed on the giant sword, and there was a clang, creating circles of clouds and mist.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the sword body of the giant sword, and there were several crisp clicks, and the crack spread rapidly on the giant sword visible to the naked eye.

Standing in the air, Shen Yuerong glanced lightly. Zhou Fengsheng was standing on the ground, looking up at her, as if saying, 'Your sword move has been broken, let's see how you still fall'!

Shen Yuerong curled her lips into a smile, and her suet-like fingertips looked even more perfect under the shimmering kiss.

With a finger in the void, flames ignited from the sword body, and with a click, the giant sword shattered and turned into countless diamond-shaped fragments, carrying flames and attacking Zhou Fengsheng, like a dazzling flaming meteor.

Zhou Fengsheng hastily blocked it with his sword, the shield of spiritual power was shaken into turmoil, and he was also repelled ten steps by the meteor.

After finally blocking the flame meteor, when he was about to stand up, something cold was pasted on his neck.

Taking a closer look, Shen Yuerong was holding the long sword, with the tip of the sword sticking to her neck.

Zhou Fengsheng was stunned for a long time, and unwillingly wanted to push Shen Yuerong's sword away, but when he was about to strike, Shen Yuerong would not give him a chance.

The point of the sword pierced his skin, although it was a small cut, but it was not a warning.

He... lost.

How many times has this been lost to Shen Yuerong?

Zhou Fengsheng couldn't remember clearly, since he was a child, he knew that the 'A Rong' Xu Haonan was talking about was a genius, and he couldn't beat her every time.

"Arong."

Seeing the bright red on Zhou Fengsheng's neck, Xu Haonan couldn't sit still.

Before Venerable Chu Wen stopped him, Xu Haonan stood between the two of them as soon as he moved, his eyes fell on the long sword.

Zhou Fengsheng was a little disappointed, he wasn't the first person to shout, but he still let the senior brother down.

Shen Yuerong took back the long sword, wiped off the blood bead, and put the sword back into the storage container.Then, she took a few steps back and carved out the place.

Zhou Fengsheng lowered his head, not daring to look at Xu Haonan, for fear of seeing the disappointment in Xu Haonan's eyes.

Xu Haonan sighed, Zhou Fengsheng lowered his head even more.

"If you lose, you lose. There's nothing to be brave about. It's just a competition." Xu Haonan took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the blood that was constantly oozing from Zhou Fengsheng's neck while talking.

Zhou Fengsheng trembled slightly, raised his head and looked at Xu Haonan not only did not feel disappointed in himself, but also felt distressed, and unconsciously curled his lips.

Seeing that he was still smiling, Xu Haonan said angrily, "If you're still laughing, you're all hurt."

Having said that, Xu Haonan didn't stop moving his hands. He skillfully crushed a hemostatic pill, and the powder covered his hands.

"Raise your head." Xu Haonan lowered his head and looked at his neck.

Zhou Fengsheng raised his head obediently, and let him apply the medicinal powder on his neck.

The medicinal powder took effect after a swipe, and Xu Haonan wiped the medicinal powder on his hands after watching the wound heal.

"Don't take this as an example." Xu Haonan frowned and ordered.

Zhou Fengsheng smiled with his little canine teeth: "Thank you, big brother."

From childhood to adulthood, once Zhou Fengsheng was injured, Xu Haonan took care of it.That's why his movements are so proficient.

Shen Yuerong: "..." There seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere?

Watching the interaction between the two of them, Shen Yuerong felt as if she had become a light bulb.

damn it.

She misses her little apprentice.

Xu Haonan didn't know what Shen Yuerong was thinking, he turned around and said, "Thank you, Arong, for your mercy."

Shen Yuerong glanced at him, and said indifferently: "This is just a sparring."

Seemingly understanding Shen Yuerong's digression, Zhou Fengsheng felt his face hurt.

All the tricks he did just now were just playing tricks on himself.

Very good, Zhou Fengsheng is going to shut himself up today.

I thought we were both bronze, but in the end, you are still the king.

Zhou Fengsheng remained silent, glanced at Xu Haonan, subconsciously touched the wound on his neck that had healed, and immediately felt happy.

He also smiled provocatively at Shen Yuerong, see?Eldest Brother is the person he cares about the most, or him~

Shen Yuerong: "..." Made made the stick.