when you become a striker

Farewell to Chu Changhe, his mind was a little confused because too much information was crammed into it, but the monk's sensitivity remained undiminished. Mu Chaohua found someone following him almost as soon as he stepped into the wind and snow outside.

When he turned left, that person followed him; when he turned right, that person also turned right; the speed of the pursuer was no slower than him, and no matter how fast he was, the breath of that person never disappeared.

Mu Chaohua finally stopped.

The moment he really saw the visitor, Mu Chaohua sighed in his heart, "It really is so". The visitor is wearing a purple robe today, only embroidered with silver water and moon clouds on the cuffs, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at him inadvertently. The revealed resentment is complex and who is not Xiao Han?

Xiao Han naturally chased him here on purpose. As for the messy things like advanced civilization planets and advanced cultivation planets, he didn't care. Instead, he saw his old enemy, which was really a surprise.

"Fight with me." Xiao Han said, the persistence in his eyes was shocking.

Mu Chaohua also knew that he would not be able to escape this time, and felt helpless in his heart that he could always provoke monks with a fighting mad physique inexplicably. It doesn't take many such strange things, one is already exhausting, and he can still provoke two?

The two started fighting on the snow.

With the agitation of spiritual power, the solemn wind and snow filled their surroundings, forming a huge vortex.

Xiao Han really grew up quite fast, the two of them couldn't tell how many tricks they had gone through, and they were on equal footing, the system 00023 looked anxiously, and kept urging Mu Chaohua, 【Host, beat him with speed!What are you still hesitating about? 】

Mu Chaohua also wanted to fight quickly, but Xiao Han's desperate style of play didn't give him a chance to breathe. He wanted to brew a big move, and he wanted to kill him with a single sword. Heh, he didn't want to be injured at this time, since Now he won't really kill Xiao Han, such an injury is meaningless.

In fact, looking at it from another angle, it would be nice to have someone to accompany him to practice swordsmanship. What's even better is that Xiao Han's body skills are also comparable to his, and he is indeed a rare opponent.

After thinking about it, Mu Chaohua also let go, and used all kinds of sword techniques, simple and complex alternately, the initial transition was still jerky, and gradually it seemed to be a stroke of magic, without any trace.

The two kept moving their positions, and when it was getting dark, they no longer knew where they were.

"Stop fighting!" Mu Chaohua took a few steps back, his sword was already covered with layers of frost.

Xiao Han didn't bother this time, but said loudly, "Happy!"

How could a 'joyful' describe his current mood, it was simply 'joyful'!Although he knew that Mu Chaohua didn't try his best and didn't even use the void swordsmanship that defeated him that day, why did he reveal all his trump cards?

Xiao Han's admiration for Mu Chaohua became more and more intense, but for a moment, looking at the handsome man in front of him, he thought of the beauty he had always kept in mind, and could not help but think of, these two stood together like a pair of jade, One is like a willow in the spring moon, and the other is as bright as the wind under the pine, which is the best match, but his mood can't help but become complicated.

The more compatible they were, the more he wanted to separate them; sure enough, Xiao Han twitched his lips slightly, he was never a good person.

"Stop fighting, what's the point of calling back and forth? Don't send me any more challenge posts in the future." Mu Chaohua said, even if his face was expressionless, those focused eyes could make people see his seriousness , "Even if you insist on this, I will not respond."

"Are you afraid?" Xiao Han sneered on his face, tilted his head to look at him for a while, and said, "If you think you have that ability, you can kill me as long as you can."

Mu Chaohua sat casually on the snow. The cold breath spread to his limbs and bones through his robe. He didn't feel uncomfortable, but very comfortable. Be the young man's confidant brother, enlighten him, and save him from upgrading his fighting skills in the future, and then go out to harm others.

After fighting for so long, it is impossible to say that Xiao Han is not tired. Xiao Han is also sitting not far from Mu Chaohua, his eyes resting on his old enemy calmly.

He didn't know why he was peeping out of the corner of his eye, maybe it was to get a better understanding of his opponent?Xiao Han frowned, he had already done so before he thought it through.

Yu Guangzhong's old enemy seemed not so cold, the corners of his brows and eyes softened a lot, Xiao Han suddenly felt a little palpitated and didn't dare to look more.

Those eyes were as lacquered as ink, and it seemed that the whole person would be drawn into them after seeing too much.

"For a monk, 50 years is just a snap of the fingers, not to mention the remaining 40 years, and the time spent on the battlefield in the future must be removed. What can be used now is only these few months. Spend your energy on pestering me to challenge Come on," Mu Chaohua's mouth twitched when he thought of the stack of challenge posts, and continued, "As the true disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, I want to go back to the Luolin Continent and let the monks all over the world know what it is." Is it difficult to live up to the reputation?"

[It's rare for the host to talk so much at once. ] 00023 said in surprise.

【...I became a pseudo-facial paralysis because of whom? 】Mu Chaohua asked back, but in reality he glanced at Xiao Han suspiciously. Based on his superficial understanding of Xiao Han, shouldn't he be jumping up and down at this time and saying something, and he shouldn't be in this absent-minded look.

It may be that Mu Chaohua's gaze was too strong, Xiao Han raised his head to look at him, then quickly moved away, and said mockingly, "Are you teaching me a lesson? Do you think I don't want to practice? I can't calm down at all. Come on, you will be distracted after a short retreat, ah, forget, you are a glazed jade bone, there is no bottleneck in cultivation, no demons in your mind, you won't understand if I say this."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Han was in a bad mood again, stood up, patted his robe, and said before leaving, "I will still challenge you, as for whether you respond or not, that's up to you."

Mu Chaohua rubbed his nose. It was the first time he wanted to give others a psychological counseling and talk about life, but he failed like this. It seemed that it had become a dark history of self-inflicted sentimentality. He also stood up, Yu Jian left, and the battle was about to begin , Improving the combat strength of the same sect should be the top priority. As for the others, compared with life and death, how is it important?

Xiao Han can ignore his classmates and do whatever he wants, but Mu Chaohua can't do it. He is the kind of person who will carry on the responsibility given to him, no matter how hard it is, so even in modern times, he is just a little boy. The supervisor, although dissatisfied with the company a lot, still fulfills his duties and never slacks off.

He sometimes thought that if he hadn't died in modern times, he might be able to do well in the future.But it's useless to think about it any more. What he's thinking about now is how to maximize Qing Yuanzong's combat capability in the shortest possible time. Although he has some ideas in his heart, they are not very mature yet.

He wants to practice a set of formations together with the same sect. After the formation is completed, ten people may exert the combat power of a hundred or a thousand people. They don't want to kill many enemies, but they just want to protect themselves. What made up his mind was what formation to practice.

However, Mu Chaohua has never felt that he is omnipotent, the most powerful, and others are scum. Mu Chaohua has never thought of this kind of thinking, even in the second stage What's more, now; his sword speed is faster, like a ray of light shuttles through the wind and snow, disappearing in an instant.

The true disciples of the Qing Yuan Sect did not expect to face such a cruel reality after finishing their training, but they didn't feel much nervousness or worry. As long as their seniors were still around, they believed that they would definitely get better. Anyway, brother has created so many miracles, hasn't he?

[This is the benefit of his confidence bonus, the host should not complain about the facial paralysis caused by the permanent binding of skills in the future, right?There are pros and cons to everything, right? ] 00023 happily watched the scene where everyone chattered about what kind of formation to practice, and proudly whitewashed himself.

【You really think this is a good thing? 】

Mu Chaohua's thoughts slipped to another level following the words of the system. No matter what the situation is or how difficult the encounter is, these colleagues will always believe in him, believe that he can change everything and create miracles. If he can do it, then it should be nothing. Easy to say; but what if he didn't?

Others can't do it, and they can all fail, but he can't. Once it really happens, after the huge contrast, he may only suffer from spurning and all kinds of sarcasm.

This is not a dark mind, Mu Chaohua remembered his own affairs in modern times. At that time, his academic performance was very good, and he was a top student in the class. It was a good school, but when he failed the exam, how did they react?

He mentioned this to his parents over and over again, and he was also treated as a negative example. At that time, the more people who praised him for believing in him, the more uncomfortable what he said behind his back.

So for these fellow disciples, he loves them, takes care of them, and is moved by them, but he dare not really trust them completely. What if he doesn't do what they expect?Will they still value him as much as they do now?

"Senior brother, how about the famous formation of Qiankun? This formation is recorded in an ancient book. It is both offensive and defensive. It is the most suitable for the current situation..."

Several fellow students looked at him eagerly, every face was so sincere, his eyes fell on the protagonist, and then passed over in a blink of an eye, maybe, you can try to believe them?

Try to trust them, try too, and always do your best.Mu Chaohua closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he could no longer see those negative emotions.

Time is like white clouds on the mountains, when everyone in Qing Yuanzong was working hard to practice the formation, they flickered away, and several months passed in the blink of an eye.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the bombardment of Shui Wuqianyi!Hug it, catch a cute thing, okay?

I’m here to update again, but I don’t rule out the possibility of updating weekly or every other day in the future. I will insist on finishing it. I don’t want my stepmother, but it suddenly flashed in my mind, and this is what I wrote. Seeing the plot that may appear in the future with a premonition here, will you believe it?