I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell silent.

Long Chiyu smiled: "Why, are you still beating me?"

Qing Fan in the audience slapped his forehead and almost knelt down on the spot.

He quietly looked at the suzerain next to him, his eyes were full of 'Aren't you going to stop?Do you really want to see them fight to the death!This is completely public brawl! '

Hu Yibai didn't even change his expression, instead he added with a smile: "Okay, but just climbing is boring, let's add another one. If I lose, I will crawl back while barking. Does this Brother Caitou think it is enough?"

Long Chiyu held Shuzhi's hand slightly, "You are really crazy."

Hu Yibai didn't say any more, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a flash. When he reappeared, with the crowd's exclamation, the bird was already hanging above Long Chiyu's head.

Long Chiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and picked up Shuzhi's sword to block it back. When the two swords collided, the sparrow pressed Shuzhi's blade all the way down, even though the blade was already buzzing with the Buddha's light ignited by the opponent. , but still unyielding.

Feng Ling also felt that Hu Yibai was crazy. How could he win if he used a different bird to fight against Shuzhi?

And he was stupid enough to add chips to himself. If he lost later, would he really want to crawl back while barking?

If Hu Yibai was overthinking himself, he could turn a blind eye to it, but the other party still pretended to stand up for him.

Although it was not what he wanted, it seemed that he still owed Hu Yibai a favor if he went on like this.

Feng Ling secretly avoided Qing Fan's attention, intending to fly onto the stage to stop her, but just as she was about to act, she heard a heartbeat behind her.

【Bai Feng comes over. 】

Feng Ling turned her head in a daze, and found that the suzerain was standing behind her at some point. She opened her mouth in surprise and was about to salute, but when she realized that no one around could see Yun Kuo, she fell silent again and walked over slowly.

Feng Ling: [Suzerain. 】

Looking at the stage, Yun Kuo suddenly asked him: [Who do you think will win, the black dragon or the white fox? 】

The suzerain never remembered the names of these disciples. Feng Ling had heard of them before, but he didn't expect to call them the names of the beasts without asking for their names.

Feng Ling looked at the two people who were fighting on the stage, and it was obvious that Long Chiyu had the upper hand, while Hu Yibai was like a slippery fish, and it was thanks to his intricate sword skills that he hadn't been shot down for so long. It was to make Long Chiyu hesitate because of inaccurate judgment when he cast a fatal blow, and gave him time to breathe.

But after a few rounds, Long Chiyu was safe and sound, but Hu Yibai's body was already covered with large and small wounds burned by the sword energy of forgiveness.

It is estimated that it will not be long before he will be defeated.

Feng Ling truthfully said: [Long Chiyu is very likely to win. 】

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Yun Kuo's expressionless face suddenly pursed his lips. Although it was only for a short moment, it was enough to shock Feng Ling.

The suzerain is actually laughing?

Yun Kuo suddenly changed the subject again: 【Your relationship with Baihu has always been bad, why did you rush out to save him just now? 】

Feng Ling was slightly taken aback, the suzerain had retreated for five years, and he and Hu Yibai had only entered the sect for less than three years. It stands to reason that the suzerain had never seen them before, yet he still knew that he and Hu Yibai had a bad relationship?

Feng Ling pondered for a moment: [One yard is one yard.What happened today started because of me, and I should do things personally. 】

Yun Kuo turned his head slightly to look at him.

On the stage, Hu Yibai had already been beaten to the point of no return. Long Chiyu had completely lost his patience after being feinted several times. The sword of forgiveness struck his chest. Hu Yibai dodged sideways, although he missed Crucially, the left shoulder was still hit, and blood dripped down the sleeve immediately.

The hearts of the disciples under the stage also tightened, Tao Xinyuan bit his bent fingers in fright, and murmured: "This fox is too daring..."

Long Chiyu grasped the sword and slashed to the left again, Hu Yibai dodged to dodge, but Shuzhi suddenly appeared on the right side, right in his arms.

In an instant, the blade pierced into the flesh, and a wound was cut on the right arm. Yuebai's hospital uniform was glaringly red, and blood flowed down the arm.

Seeing Shuzhi approaching every step of the way, Hu Yibai had no way to retreat, and bumped into the pillar behind him. Seeing a sword light going straight in front of him, Hu Yibai flew the bird out of his hand, and hit Shuzhi's head with one blow. On the tip of the sword, the direction of the sword was deviated by half an inch, and it was nailed to the side of his neck with a bang.

Long Chiyu put away the forgiveness easily, and said with a smile: "It's not just that you can sway people, it's okay, junior brother, just admit defeat and climb down from the stage this time, it's a long memory for you, don't be so arrogant next time." Great. After all, the senior brothers in the sect can play with you, but outside the sect, the people outside will really kill you."

Hu Yibai was holding the sparrow, and because his spiritual power was weakened, the purple light from the sword body was also gradually dimming, but the smile on his face remained the same as before: "It's still early, and I won't say anything about the brother's preaching until the comparison is over." Late."

Looking at Hu Yibai's blood all over his body, Long Chiyu said in disbelief, "You still want to fight?!"

Hu Yibai smiled, and injected the remaining spiritual power into the sword again. The dying bird, like an oil lamp filled with fuel, suddenly ignited a fire, bursting out a dazzling purple aurora.

The people in the audience were amazed, Feng Ling and Qing Fan frowned at the same time.

Injecting the last bit of his spiritual power into the sword, his body was boiling dry like an iron pot without water. If this continued, his spiritual veins would be severely damaged!

As soon as Feng Ling moved, his shoulders were restrained by an invisible force, and Yun Kuo's extremely calm voice sounded next to his ears: 【Look at how he hits. 】

Feng Ling frowned slightly: 【He will be beaten to death. 】

Yun Kuo: 【That depends on how he was beaten to death. 】

Feng Ling: […]

So who on earth is he and the suzerain against Hu Yibai?

It was also the first time Long Chiyu felt this kind of nervous feeling. No matter how powerful his opponent was in the competition before, he just had to work hard and hold on until the competition was over.

But this time, the opponent's cultivation base is not as high as his, his swordsmanship is not as strong as his, and even the saber is a few levels behind him, but it is the most difficult opponent he has encountered so far.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of death or injury, only winning or losing is in his eyes.

The master once told him that there are two kinds of people who can avoid fighting if they can. The first type is a villain who will do everything for his own sake, and the second type is a desperado who doesn't care about his life.

But now these two kinds of people are both Hu Yibai.

So even though he knew he had an absolute advantage, he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

And Hu Yibai's fighting style this time also made everyone dumbfounded. He suddenly changed the miscellaneous and unconventional sword technique just now. , A sword pierced the sky, and everyone suddenly noticed that the sky seemed to be darkened in an instant.

The clouds above the head seemed to be pierced with a hole, sucking in the surrounding light like a bottomless pit, the color of the sky changed, and the ink clouds churned, as if passing from day to night in an instant.

Qing Fan, the only high-level monk in the audience, immediately noticed that this seemed to be the high-level sword technique 'Tiangang Yin'!

But Hu Yibai is a beginner monk, where did he learn this advanced sword technique?

This 'Tiangang Yin' is generally only dared to use at will by monks in the stage of transforming gods, and those in the Nascent Soul stage like him only dare to show it occasionally to pretend to be a facade when their body is in excellent condition.

If this little fox is crazy, isn't he afraid that his spiritual veins will be exhausted and die!

Just when he couldn't help but wanted to rush onto the stage, his body suddenly couldn't move, and he exchanged a glance with Feng Ling, who was also controlled beside him.

Both of them sighed silently, what exactly does the suzerain want to do?

Long Chiyu looked at the sudden wind blowing up around him, and immediately became furious: "Hu Yibai, you are crazy! You, a junior qi practitioner, can't control 'Tiangang Yin' at all!"

Hu Yibai stood facing the wind, his bloody clothes fluttering with the flying black hair, like a Shura ghost crawling out of hell.

He still smiled: "I told my brother, it's not too late to say anything after the fight."

After all, the cloud cave above the head suddenly sounded deafening thunder, accompanied by dazzling purple lightning, like a soaring dragon rumbling around the cloud cave.

Everyone was frightened and took a few steps back away from the sword competition arena.

Feng Ling looked at the billowing sky thunder above her head, and she couldn't believe it. Only monks above the Nascent Soul Stage could elicit this 'Tiangang Thunder'. Hu Yibai is a beginner in Qi training, how can he sense the heaven's call?

Long Chiyu saw Hu Yibai mentioning the exotic bird and rushed up again, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

It seems that the ominous premonition that has always been present has been fulfilled at this moment.

From just now, this fox has been wrong. First, he said confidently that he wanted the lottery, and then he increased the bet so much. Later, he was beaten and retreated. within his grasp.

It turns out that he still has the hole card of 'Tiangang Yin'!

Watching the sparrows attracting the sky thunder and swiping at him with purple lightning around him, Long Chiyu added a lightning protection formula on top of the forgiveness, and confronted Hu Yibai head-on.

Unexpectedly, just before the eyes, a dazzling purple lightning flashed, and the moment the lightning went out, the world went dark, and Hu Yibai in front of him suddenly disappeared on the spot!

Long Chiyu held Shuzhi in front of him, and looked around vigilantly. The thunder and lightning in the sky became more and more violent, beating on his heart like a drum.

At this time, a blood-stained white cloth floated up from the stage, like a wisp of a ghost, and fell to Long Chiyu's feet.

Long Chiyu frowned and shouted, "Hu Yibai!"

No one responded.

Looking at the place where the white cloth floated up, Long Chiyu suddenly felt his heart beating like thunder. There might be some deceit, but with so many people watching, he couldn't just stand here stupidly.

He forced himself to calm down and walked towards the front fence. He really wanted to see what the hell this dead fox was pretending to be!

As he walked, he paid close attention to his feet, tightly holding the hilt of Shuzhi's sword, but when he walked to the front of the stage, he found that the stage was empty, clean and empty, not even a shadow could be seen .

...isn't it down there?

Long Chiyu was about to stretch his head to look down, but he didn't expect a sword energy behind him to fly down into the air, with a scorching purple light, and he was caught off guard, cutting him off the stage in one fell swoop.

In an instant, a long and narrow cut was made in the robe on the back. It wasn't too deep, but a little blood was faintly oozing out.

It was only when his head hit the ground that Long Chiyu realized what had happened.

It turned out that Hu Yibai had been hiding behind him the whole time!

At this time, the billowing thunder in the sky gradually dissipated, Hu Yibai also seemed to have exhausted his strength, and sat on the stage supporting the bird and looked at him: "Brother, you lost."

Long Chiyu looked at the Tianlei scattered in the sky, and felt that he was unreasonable: "You use Tiangang Yin to sneak attack me from behind!"

Hu Yibai laughed out loud when he heard the words: "Senior brother, I am a junior qi practitioner, how can I use Tiangang Yin?"

He turned the sparrow upside down, and as soon as the spiritual power was poured in, a dark purple rune loomed: "The sword pattern of the sparrow is a sky thunder talisman. When the spiritual power is full, it will have the effect of attracting the sky thunder. But the sword move is indeed Tiangang Yin, it’s just that Tiangang Lei is fake, the purpose is to disturb your position, and by the way, use thunder and lightning to confuse the audience, so that I can take the opportunity to go around behind you. Senior Brother Long, do you think I acted well just now?”

Knowing that he was being tricked, Long Chiyu touched the ashes on his face, his face darkened with anger.

Hu Yibai supported the pillar and stood up. The fight just now made him use all the sword moves he learned this month on Long Chiyu, and the effect of the sparring was probably much better than that of Feng Ling.

After all, compared with Little Phoenix, Feng Ling would not be so ruthless in consideration of his face, but Long Chiyu was different, his moves were deadly, his sword pierced his heart, and he used it as a reference for the sword test competition. It's just right.

If even middle-level monks can make a match, they will definitely be richer than those junior disciples.

Moreover, he has the 'Supreme Mind Method' to protect himself, so the wounds on his body are harmless at all. After he hit him for a while, the wounds basically healed up.

It's just that he has consumed too much spiritual power, and his spiritual veins can't keep up with the supply, that's why he looks so tired.

Seeing Long Chiyu stand up in disgrace, Hu Yibai smiled and reminded: "Senior Brother Long, it's time to give me the prize."

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