I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Just as he was thinking, Hu Yibai had already bandaged Feng Ling's shoulders.

Turning around, he found that Long Chiyu was staring at him intently, he immediately smiled, and said artificially: "Senior Brother Long, if you keep staring at him, I'm afraid you'll be acting affectionate again."

There was a chuckle from the crowd present.

Long Chiyu was stunned for a moment, held back for a while, and then raised his senior brother's airs and frowned, "The sword test meeting is coming soon, and everyone is practicing seriously during this period. I read the attendance booklet, and you have been absent seven times for no reason in the past half month." It’s nothing more than laziness in daily cultivation, but this time everyone will represent Qianling in the battle, and everyone will win and lose, and you won’t be able to support the wall with your own mud, so don’t drag everyone down by dragging the entire sect down!”

As soon as these words were finished, Qing Fan who came with him behind him gasped.

Is this silly child fed up?

Hu Yibai confessed his leave several times, whether to practice or not is up to the head teacher of the swordsmanship class, they are just the disciples of Jinglan Palace, they are responsible for inspecting here for the deputy suzerain, and report truthfully when they go back.As a senior brother, it is enough to give a proper warning. Don't you think this posture of provoking a teacher to ask a crime is a bit like a dog.

The key point was that he had cut Feng Ling just now, and he stood there motionless like a wooden stake, but it was Xiaobai who was busy running back and forth, he didn't say a word of thanks, and even made people unable to get off the stage in public.

He took a step forward and wanted to smooth things over, but unexpectedly, Hu Yibai suddenly flew onto the stage with his sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows at Long Chiyu below and said, "Then Senior Brother Long might as well try it out, who the hell is laziness in cultivation?"

Seeing his lawless appearance, Long Chiyu pursed his lips and smiled, just as he wanted.

This was proposed by Hu Yibai himself, if he was injured, don't blame him.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought fiercely on the stage, and Qingfan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Next time, even if the deputy suzerain ordered him to die, he would not go out with Long Chiyu again.

It's not enough to cut one wound, and you have to do it again, and Ziyunsan will not be enough if you cut it down!

Seeing Hu Yibai being beaten back again and again, he immediately called out his saber, trying to stop the farce, but he didn't expect Fei to bump into a layer of enchantment in front of him, and was bounced back.

A force behind him supported him, and without any ups and downs, he said lightly: 【Let them fight. 】

Qingfan was taken aback, turned his head to look at the figure standing behind him who didn't know when, and said in surprise: "Zong..." Yun Kuo stopped his voice with an indifferent look.

Obviously the suzerain hid his figure, and no one else could see it except him.

With the suzerain speaking, no matter how anxious he was, he could only watch, and at the same time he was a little puzzled.

It is obviously against the rules for middle-level disciples to fight against elementary-level disciples.The suzerain didn't let him stop him, what was the purpose of this?

Soon the disciples of the middle-level sword competition also rushed over after hearing the news. They heard that a junior disciple was going to challenge Long Chiyu. Everyone was curious about who was so newborn that he was not afraid of tigers, and dared to challenge by jumping up the ranks!

But when he saw that the person fighting was Hu Yibai, an expression of "unexpected and reasonable" appeared on his face.

This is probably not a challenge, but flirting.

But I didn't expect that Long Chiyu didn't let go of any water, and he used all his strength in every move, and every move was a fatal blow. It felt more like taking Hu Yibai's life than fighting. .

And Hu Yibai's side is even more dazzling, they have never seen anyone who can mix swordsmanship to this level.In just a short while, you can see the moves mixed with seven or eight sets of sword manuals. Sometimes you can't wait for this move to be 'Yangguan Ballad' and the next move will become 'Yishuihan'. They can't guess Hu What will Yibai do next to fight Long Chiyu?

Generally speaking, it is a taboo for swordsmen to continuously change different sword techniques in a short period of time.

Unless the realm has reached the level of 'Sword Master', the movement of true qi in the body needs to be adjusted according to the current affairs of the sword, which can easily affect the display of sword intent.

Just like music repair, even if you want to change the song in the middle, you will play a section and then change it. Otherwise, this refers to one note, and the next refers to another note. If they are combined together, they will become completely different.

But what is surprising is that Hu Yibai mixed so many kinds of sword skills, not only did not affect his own sword intent, but also replaced them just right. Several times, Long Chiyu was feinted by him, and he beat him dizzily.

But the difference between the two was one level. Although Hu Yibai fought skillfully, he was mostly on the defensive and had no time to attack. Gradually, he was forced to a corner of the sword competition stage, where he was precarious and about to fall.

Long Chiyu didn't expect that he could hold on for so long, but he wasn't in the mood to play house with him anymore. He swung his sword, and suddenly a golden stream of light gushed out from the center of the gloomy Shuzhi, densely packed. Sanskrit immediately appeared on the sword.

He had been fighting Hu Yibai with brute force just now, without injecting any spiritual power at all, this time he did not bully the small with big ones, so he demoted himself to one level and knocked him down with the spiritual power of a beginner monk.

Everyone in the audience was stunned when they saw Shu Zhi who was on the light, and even the injured Feng Ling frowned, unable to watch it any longer, and was about to rush up with his psychosis in his hand.

Qing Fan, who received the suzerain's instruction, hurriedly pulled him back, "Junior Brother Feng, don't be impulsive! The sword has no eyes, and you have just been injured, so don't go up there!"

Feng Ling: "Forgiveness is not something that Hu Yibai's sword can resist."

It is undeniable that Yique itself is a peerless spiritual sword, but compared with Shuzhi, the Buddhist holy sword that killed evil spirits, there is still a gap in strength. Moreover, Yique's sword spirit is sealed, and now it is like a Ordinary spirit swords are no different.

Even if both of them use the spiritual power of a junior monk, Hu Yibai is no match for Long Chiyu.

Feng Ling looked at Sikuang's eyes with a hint of unwillingness. If it was before, Sikuang might be able to teach Shu Yi, but later Qiu Yeyang designed and threw him into the real stove of samadhi, and Sikuang's sword spirit suffered Damaged, so far has not been awakened.

But Si Kuang is the natal sword given to him by his parents, even if it cannot regenerate a sword spirit in this life, Feng Ling will not abandon it.

While holding Feng Ling, Qingfan turned his eyes to the suzerain who was watching the battle for help, but Yun Kuo didn't give him half a look.

His indifferent eyes kept looking at the stage, without any intention of calling a stop halfway.

Qing Fan could only bite the bullet and said: "Junior Brother Long, he should have a degree, and won't hurt Junior Brother Yibai..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned to Shang Fengling with an expression of "then the wound on my shoulder was cut by myself".

Qingfan: "..."

He really couldn't hold on to the suzerain!

With an exclamation, Hu Yibai firmly grasped a corner of the sword competition platform with one hand, and his whole body was suspended in the air. Even so, he still held on so that he could not fall, and stuck his sword between the wooden pillars to As a fulcrum, he turned over and fell back on the stage.

Long Chiyu didn't make another move this time, but looked at the multiple scratches on Hu Yibai's face, he was a little puzzled. In the past, this dead fox regarded his face as his life, and would cry if he got a little bit of injury on his face. If you want to keep fighting like this, what the hell is going on with him?

And it can be seen that this fox has indeed improved a lot in just a few days. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still gave Hu Yibai a step: "It seems that you still have ulterior motives. It's okay, I won't fight with you." Now, hurry back and heal your wounds."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, a sudden chill came from behind him. He frowned and held his sword to block it.

Long Chiyu was furious: "You attacked me!"

Hu Yibai raised his hand to wipe the blood on his lower lip, recalled the sparrow, and groaned with a smile: "Senior Brother Long said that it is a big taboo to turn your back to your opponent on the field, hasn't Headmaster Qiu taught you that?" ?”

After all, with a twist of his wrist, the sparrow pulled out a cloud-like sword flower in mid-air, the sword pulse flashed, and the sword body emitted a faint purple streamer after being infused with spiritual power.

When Hu Yibai stood on the stage holding the sword again, everyone was a little dumb. Just now they thought that Hu Yibai and Long Chiyu were fighting just to find an opportunity to get close to Long Chiyu in the name of 'comparison'.

I didn't expect to fight at this point!It seems he is serious.

At this time, someone from the elementary disciples suddenly took the lead and shouted hello, and the entire sword competition was divided into two camps.

"defeat him!"

"defeat him!"

"defeat him!"

Long Chiyu frowned, he didn't expect things to develop like this, if Hu Yibai was swept down by his sword, he could still take the opportunity to make some sarcastic remarks.

But I didn't expect this stinky fox to be so persistent that he wanted to defeat him so much?

Oh, it's ridiculous.

Long Chiyu: "Junior brother, it's good to be competitive, but you have to do things according to your ability. I advise you to go back to heal your injuries quickly, and we can talk about it after you recover from your injuries."

Hu Yibai smiled brightly, and his already beautiful face was even more eye-catching. At this moment, the injury on his face was not only not inferior, but also added a sense of detachment that was not there in the past.

"Senior Brother Long, if I beat you this time, I want a lottery."

Long Chiyu couldn't understand more and more where his self-confidence came from. He said patiently, "What kind of prize do you want?"

Hu Yibai: "I want you to apologize to Fengling."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience looked at Feng Ling.

Even Tao Xinyuan asked curiously: "What's going on with this fox today? He's actually trying to help you out."

Feng Ling looked at Hu Yibai with complicated eyes. He didn't know when he started to feel that this person had changed.

In the past, he was insidious and cunning like a maggot attached to the bone, but now he is acting so treacherously that people can't figure out what he wants to do.

But Hu Yibai would stand up for him, which is very strange no matter how you look at it.

Long Chiyu's face was even more ugly, even if he apologized to Feng Ling, there was no need for this dead fox to point fingers here.

In fact, when he stepped down just now, he planned to say a few soft words to Feng Ling, after all, he was the one who missed first, but now he apologized again, as if he was listening to Hu Yibai.

Long Chiyu mentioned forgiveness, and when he looked at Hu Yibai again, he couldn't help showing a murderous intent in his eyes. He said with a smirk, "Okay, but if you lose, you are not allowed to leave, just crawl back from here. The big bully the small, just like what the younger brother said just now, it's just a lottery."

The author has something to say:

Generally, those who call others a dog will eventually become a dog.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!