Chapter 627 2 1st

"Brother Jiang, long time no see!"

Li Zhuifeng from Yushu Linfeng, dressed in white, looks unbelievably handsome.

"Chasing the wind?"

Jiang Leng was surprised. Soon, the expression on his face that had always been dead showed a look of joy. After a few years, seeing his childhood friend again made him overjoyed.

"How is it? Didn't expect it?"

Li Zhuifeng teased and looked at Jiang Leng more seriously. Although he was calling Brother Jiang, his tone did not have the respect he used to, but it was just a casual joke.

Jiang Leng was so happy that he took it away from his face again. He doesn't like to talk, but that doesn't mean he's an idiot with low emotional intelligence.

Li Zhuifeng's attitude has already explained everything.

"Old... Is Dean Bai here too?"

Jiang Leng asked, looked towards the stands, to find the stalwart figure in his memory.

"Don't you even want to call a teacher?"

Li Zhuifeng ridiculed: "You are really forgetful, at least everything you have now is given to you by the teacher!"

"You are wrong, everything I have now is given to me by the teacher!"

Jiang Leng retorted: "And my teacher is only Sun Mo!"

The two talked in a low voice, making the people in the audience anxious.

"What's the matter? It seems to be an old acquaintance?"

Ying Baiwu looked at Li Zhuifeng's frivolous expression and didn't like it: "Jiang Leng doesn't want to be merciful, right?"

"It's called Brother Jiang, what do you think?"

Tantai Yutang curled his lips, folded his arms around his chest, and put on an expression of watching a good show.

"Two, salute, fight!"

Tong Yiming urged.

"Li Chaifeng, please!"

Li Zhuifeng casually cupped his hands, and then without waiting for Jiang Leng to finish speaking, he appeared in front of Jiang Leng like a gust of wind.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The long sword slashed down, just like splashing ink, chic and freehand.

In the audience, many girls have already started screaming, this Li Chaifeng, in terms of appearance, is indeed the kind of handsome man who is very easy to attract fans.

"Humph!"

Seeing Li Zhuifeng's sloppy and rude attitude, Tong Yiming snorted coldly, this kind of student is a genius, but he is too arrogant and must be disciplined, otherwise he will definitely go astray.

Ding!

Jiang Leng blocked with a dagger, but did not take the initiative to attack.

"What's the matter? What about your quick attack? Use it to show me!"

Li Chaifeng fluttered around, the long sword was either stabbing or slashing, and the movements did not contain the slightest fireworks.

"Are you going to do something?"

Jiang Leng asked in a low voice, still on the defensive.

"Hehe, guess what?"

Li Chaifeng raised his eyebrows and suddenly accelerated his attack.

The long sword instantly changed from a spring breeze into a storm, and with a fierce murderous aura, it enveloped Jiang Leng.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

One after another sword qi whistled vertically and horizontally, and the floor was drawn into a ravine as wide as a fingernail.

The bodies of the two people flickered and moved, although there was no physical contact, only the weapons occasionally collided, but the danger in it was far more terrifying than Xuanyuan Po's confrontation with Ding Yishi.

Tong Yiming looked at Dou Zhan and couldn't help taking a deep breath. How old are they, how strong are they already?

The fighting style of the two of them is still under fire, and the moves may not be very skilled, but the tactical ideas, courage, mind, and vision revealed in each action have been formed.

In their youth, many practitioners pursued powerful exercises and forged a powerful physique. In the opinion of some high-star master teachers, this is somewhat inferior and inferior.

The real famous teacher is to tailor clothes according to the characteristics of the students, let them form their own fighting ideas, and then temper the cost.

These famous teachers believe that a cultivator's strength lies not in his body, but in his thinking. When thinking is on the right path from the beginning, it is only a matter of time before he achieves success.

The instinct here does not refer to Xuanyuan Po’s wild intuition, but a way of thinking. It is like doing a problem. Some people do it once. After mastering the idea, they will know how to start when they encounter this type of problem again. .

"The atmosphere seems to have become dignified?"

Zhang Yanzong was surprised that the big guys on the referee bench didn't speak anymore, they were all watching the battle. You must know that even when Xuanyuan Po and Ding Yida were hot, they didn't take it so seriously.

"Ordinary people watch fights and seek excitement!"

"A few people look at their ideas and their connotations!"

Gu Xiuxun explained.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yanzong was puzzled.

"At Liang Hongda's star level, what wonderful game have you not watched? The fact that they are watching it with relish is actually because of the connotation of this battle."

Gu Xiuxun also has a few brushes: "For example, some fighting is a limerick, you can just read it, while some fighting is a masterpiece that needs to be chewed."

"Understood!"

Zhang Yanzong suddenly realized, then widened his eyes and watched carefully, wanting to write down every detail. Although he didn't understand it now, after reading it a few more times, it would be clear.

But at this moment, Li Zhuifeng suddenly stopped.

"It's boring!"

Li Zhuifeng twitched the corner of his mouth and jumped off the ring.

wow!

This scene caused many audiences to be in an uproar, what is this doing?

"I won't be a monkey, I'll be seen by you!"

Li Chaifeng is disdainful, and he has tried it. If he can't kill Jiang Leng without all his strength, then this fight will be meaningless.

"Chasing the wind!"

Jiang Leng shouted.

"Don't worry, we'll see you soon!"

Li Zhuifeng smiled evilly, which caused many girls to scream.

Sun Mo frowned slightly and activated the divine insight technique.

Li Zhuifeng, thirteen years old.

The potential value is very high!

Remarks, a genius among geniuses has one of a thousand talents, and after being taught by Dean Bai and inscribed with the new spirit pattern, his strength has risen to a new level.

In the same age, there is almost no rival to it.

Note, don't try to find his shortcomings, because he has no shortcomings.

"Teacher, Dean Bai may be here!"

Jiang Leng came back and reminded in a low voice.

"Um!"

Sun Mo patted Jiang Leng's shoulder: "Don't worry, I have everything!"

Feeling the temperature of the teacher's big hand, Jiang Leng suddenly felt at ease, yes, I still have a teacher.

With Li Chaifeng abstaining, the first group A was born, Jiang Leng.

The game continued, but Liang Hongda and other bigwigs were a little tasteless. If they were not judges, two of them would even leave the table to recruit Li Zhuifeng.

Xiling University, by the Linshan Lake.

"how?"

The white coat of arms was sitting by the lake, with a charcoal pen in his hand, and he was drawing a spiritual pattern.

"Very strong, the damaged spirit pattern on his body should have been repaired."

Li Chaifeng replied.

"Oh!"

Bai Xun Zhan fell into deep thought, wanting to check Jiang Leng again, and then have a talk with that Sun Mo.

It seems that the biggest gain in coming to Xiling City this time is not to complete the testing process of the new spirit pattern, but to see Jiang Leng again and get to know Sun Mo.

"Maybe from Sun Mo, I can find a way to make the new spirit pattern go further!"

Suddenly, Bai Zhan was looking forward to meeting with Sun Mo.

...

In Group B, Yingbaiwu appeared on stage, but before Tong Yiming announced the start of the competition, her opponent Wu Guang complained.

"It doesn't matter if she uses a long-range weapon, but this longbow is obviously a saint. Is it too unfair for us opponents?"

Wu Guang's voice was loud, but he still spoke to the stands with a depressed expression, in order to gain sympathy.

He didn't want to win Bai Wu's melee combat with him, he just wanted her to change her weapon, otherwise he really wouldn't have a chance to win.

Tong Yiming was about to speak, but Ying Baiwu was one step ahead.

"Okay, then I'll change a bow!"

The iron-headed girl didn't care, she threw the Fengwang Shengong directly to Jiang Leng, and then looked at Tong Yiming: "You should have a bow, right? Please get me one?"

"How many crossbows do you use?"

Tong Yiming asked, looking at Ying Baiwu with a smile, he liked this girl's temperament.

"Whatever, no more than two stones."

It doesn't matter if you win a hundred dances.

"what?"

Wu Guang was stunned. He thought that he would have to wrestle to get Ying Baiwu to change weapons. After all, this could be related to a first place in Group B, but who would have known that people would be so straightforward.

Seeing Ying Baiwu's calm expression, Wu Guang suddenly felt a little ashamed, he didn't even think about taking advantage of weapons!

It is he who has treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Soon, a guard handed over a horn longbow.

"Do you want to check?"

Tong Yiming asked.

"no, I'm fine!"

Wu Guang quickly refused, the longbow was carried on the guard's body, and at first glance it was produced by a common weapon shop.

Three minutes later, the two sides finished the ceremony and the game began.

"Come close, don't give her a chance to shoot arrows!"

Wu Guang's direct teacher yelled, and it was in this way that he put pressure on Ying Baiwu, but unfortunately, he underestimated the ability of the head iron girl to withstand pressure too much.

Under normal circumstances, the archer would draw a long distance, but this time, Ying Baiwu stood there and didn't move, and directly opened the bow, not even drawing the arrow from the quiver.

"Isn't it?"

Just when the audience was surprised and guessed that Ying Baiwu didn't need arrows with ordinary long bows, the long arrows condensed with spiritual energy were like meteors streaking across the night sky, shooting Wuguang.

Wow!

The audience exclaimed!

Wu Guang's heart felt ashes in an instant, so many arrows, how to hide, he vigorously swung the big sword, and twisted a group of blades.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The aura arrows kept collapsing, and the strong impact force made Wu Guang keep retreating. After receiving this wave of attacks, he saw that six arrows had appeared on Ying Baiwu's longbow!

Gan Li Niang, do you want to fire all six arrows?

How does this make me win?

"Abstain! We abstain!"

Wu Guang's personal teacher shouted, he didn't want to see the students being shot.

Hearing this, Ying Baiwu stared at Wu Guang.

"I...I abstain!"

After Wu Guang finished speaking, his face flushed with blush.

Snapped!

The arrow in Ying Baiwu's hand shattered. After that, she returned the Longbow Sect to the guard and walked back to Sun Mo's side.

"Hey, is your archery at the holy level? Middle grade?"

Wu Guang was curious.

"It's a holy grade!"

Ying Baiwu frowned slightly, not liking that the teacher's exercises were despised.

"Where did you learn it from?"

Wu Guang asked: "It must be a family heritage, right? What did your ancestors do? Did you shoot with magic?"

"Of course it was taught by the teacher!"

Ying Baiwu rolled his eyes, family tradition? My family has nothing but a lazy dad who wants to sell me to a brothel for money.