Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 58 Is Ling Yanfeng Good to Bully?

As soon as Zhou Xiaoyu swung his sword, he seemed to be a different person, with a serious and cold expression on his cute face. This fierce aura alone could scare many people.

The third senior brother was right, Zhou Xiaoyu was really brutal when fighting.

But after Fu Ling got started, he would go to the martial arts arena every day, and experienced life-and-death battles with monsters. These were quite effective. Now facing Zhou Xiaoyu, who entered the Tao many years earlier than himself and had a higher realm, he did not panic. hands and feet.

Zhou Xiaoyu's several attacks were blocked by Fu Ling, but the pain in her arm became more and more intense, making her hand holding the sword tremble.

"Fu Ling, your hands are shaking, please don't throw me out!" Xue Che watched anxiously. The battle between the two foundation building stages seemed to him to be a small fight, but Fu Ling's fight seemed It's so frightening.

"Xue Che, can we win?" Fu Ling asked Xue Che.

"Although I really want to say yes, but your senior brother and third senior brother are right, don't try too hard. You are still young now, and there are still many opportunities to participate in the Ultramarine Conference in the future, so your body is the most important thing." Xueche rare Calm and authentic.

"Xueche, if I were the only one to compete with Xiaoyu, I wouldn't have the confidence to win. But Xueche, you are a world-renowned swordsman. With you and me, I always feel that I can't lose." Fuling said.

If Xueche had a face, she must have a smug expression now, and Fuling's compliment was especially helpful.

"That's right, this little girl's sword is just an ordinary sword, completely incomparable to a divine weapon like mine. Go ahead, Fu Ling, and I'll cut off that sword for you."

"There's no need to cut it off, just knock it into the air." Fu Ling had seen the broken Liufeng sword, and she didn't want to see other people's swords broken again.

"No problem, leave it to me!" Xue Che became agitated by Fu Ling's words, and had completely forgotten about persuading Fu Ling to pay attention to the wound.

Although Fu Ling was not stabbed by Zhou Xiaoyu's sword, she had consumed too much spiritual power to dodge and block the sword all the time. Zhou Xiaoyu, whose cultivation level was higher than hers, still had plenty of spiritual power and was able to handle it with ease. To be dragged until he has no strength to fight.

So she had to find a way to make a quick decision.

"Xiaoyu, don't be soft-hearted later." Fu Ling smiled at Zhou Xiaoyu, suddenly gave up dodging, and rushed forward without even seeing Zhou Xiaoyu's attacking moves.

"Hands soft? How is that possible!" Seeing Fu Ling rushing towards her sword, Zhou Xiaoyu not only did not retreat, but also gathered more spiritual energy to stab Fu Ling fiercely.

At the same time, Fu Ling's sword was stabbing at Zhou Xiaoyu.

In the battle between the two foundation establishments, there were no gorgeous moves or astonishing visions, but only the intersection of swords and the collision of spiritual power. The difference between the sword moves and the level of spiritual power was the only thing that determined the outcome.

Their swords stabbed at each other almost at the same time, Zhou Xiaoyu's sword pierced Fuling's shoulder, but Fuling's sword was blocked by Zhou Xiaoyu's aura.

Zhou Xiaoyu didn't relax, the spiritual power on her sword surged, and she turned into a sword move to attack Fu Ling's body. When Fu Ling retreated, blood was bleeding from several places on her body, and her shoulder was hurt more than her arm. .

The bleeding from the wound made her lose strength, and she was almost unable to stand still.

"It's my fault, I couldn't break that little girl's defense for you, and hurt you even more! It's all my fault, if I can pierce her defense, you will win." Xueche blamed herself .

Fu Ling frowned in pain, but the corners of her mouth were smiling, "It's okay, Xue Che, don't take it to heart, we haven't lost yet. It was because I didn't have enough spiritual power to break Xiaoyu's defense just now, I will definitely do it next time! "

"Okay, I will help you win next time!" With it, Fu Ling will never lose to another foundation-building stage sword cultivator!

Fu Ling took a breath, and immediately re-launched the attack, and tried again for the last time. Even if her recovery speed was fast, she would not be able to withstand another blow from the sword, so she used this time to compare the results.

Zhou Xiaoyu originally thought that Fu Ling would fall down after being hit by his sword just now, but he didn't expect Fu Ling to attack again immediately, is this here to die?

Although she felt in her heart that with Fu Ling's current physical condition, her attack should not pose any threat, but it was not her style to underestimate the enemy.

Zhou Xiaoyu immediately gathered his spiritual energy to protect himself, and the speed of the sword in his hand did not slow down, and he pointed at Fuling quickly.

"This girl is too fierce, how could she treat our little junior sister like this!" In the audience, Lin Zhixing was already insane when he saw Zhou Xiaoyu stab Fu Ling's shoulder with a sword, it hurts just looking at it Well, the competition in the arena is supposed to be done at the end of the day, and piercing the shoulder of a nine-year-old girl is too much.

"It's because I haven't told you enough that Fuling is so disregarding her own safety. I'm not good enough as a senior brother..." Lin Qingyue said with a heartbroken heart.

"It's useless for you two brothers to say anything here." Daoist Yin Yue said abruptly from the side.

When Lin Qingyue and Lin Zhixing heard what Yinyue said, they felt that he was making sarcastic remarks, and just as they gave Yinyue a negative score in their hearts, they heard Yinyue continued: "When this ring is over, put on a sack and go ?”

Daoist Linghua: "..." Everyone in the Zixiao Sect has brain problems?

"The little sword repair girl from Yujianmen is a woman, how many of you men who are older than her have the nerve to beat a woman?" Linghua Daoist couldn't stand it, and spoke for Zhou Xiaoyu.

"Reverend Linghua, don't you understand the joke?" Reverend Yinyue looked at Reverend Linghua with a half-smile.

Daoist Linghua frowned into a well, Yinyue was really deceiving people too much.

"It's useless for you to be angry here. The competition in the ring is a competition, and it is inevitable that you will be injured in the battle. Fuling's injury can only be attributed to her own lack of strength. The gap between her and the little girl from Yujianmen is too great." Linghua Master said sarcastically.

"Master Linghua, Fu Ling is our junior sister of Ling Yanfeng. If you look down on Fu Ling, you are looking down on our entire Ling Yanfeng. Does Linghua think that we are easy to bully at Ling Yanfeng?" Lin Qingyue's face darkened, displeased typical.

For the first time, Lin Qingyue and Lin Zhixing felt that it would be great if Master Xuanwei was here.If Xuanwei were here, she wouldn't dare to say this with Daoist Linghua's hundred courage, unless she was tired of life.

The two of them are juniors, and they don't have the ability to cut the sky city. This is the territory of the real Linghua, and the two of them can't do anything to the real Linghua.

"I'm just telling the truth. Do you really think your little junior sister can win? She can't even pass the first round of the Youth Conference." Linghua Daoist is not afraid of Lin Qingyue and Lin Zhixing. Wei's disciple, but he is just a junior.

(End of this chapter)