Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 12: Discussion with Wang Qiuer, the sacred dragon.

At the door of the classroom, Si Muqing and Gu Yuena were talking: "Teacher Zhou Yi, let me tell you that my group and your group's goal is to win the championship. So now we are competitors!"

"Auntie Zhou, that's too much! Just don't let me be on the same team as you, and let us be our rivals."

"In the dragon clan, only the strong can choose a spouse, and the weak only have the right to be chosen." Gu Yuena replied calmly.

Is she hinting at something? Si Muqing looked at Gu Yuena in confusion.

Gu Yuena pointed in a direction: "Your teammates are over there, it's time for you to join them!"

Si Muqing looked around, and saw two blond girls looking over, and Yeyun waved to him.

"I'm going to join my teammates first. Goodbye Na'er!" Si Muqing said to Gu Yuena.

"Goodbye!" Gu Yuena said.

Si Muqing trotted away.

"Qiu'er, Yeyun, hello!" Si Muqing said to the two of them with a pleasant smile.

Wang Qiuer's beautiful face was as cold as ice, and she turned a blind eye to Si Muqing.

"Yejun, let's go and find a place to discuss the competition."

"Okay!"

Yeyun smiled and nodded to Si Muqing, motioning for him to follow.

The three of them walked towards the entrance of a college.

Si Muqing looked at the place Wang Qiuer chose and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Yeah, Yuhao’s grilled fish place. In the past three months, Huo Yuhao's Grilled Fish has gained a group of loyal customers, including but not limited to Ma Xiaotao from the inner courtyard, seniors Xu Sanshi, Jiang Nannan, and fellow students Gu Yuena, Wang Qiuer, Yejun, Wang Dong, etc. wait.

"Classmate Yuhao, please bring twenty skewers of meat skewers and ten skewers of grilled fish." Wang Qiuer placed the order skillfully.

In three months, with Si Muqing's unintentional suggestions, Yuhao successfully turned the grilled fish stall into a barbecue stall.

The three of them found an empty seat and sat down, chatting while eating.

"Before we cooperate and compete, I think we should elect a captain." Wang Qiuer said forcefully, "I propose that I be the captain!"

"I think I'm more suitable than you." Si Muqing took a bite of meat skewers and said casually.

Wang Qiuer's golden eyes glanced at Si Muqing, and the terrifying and majestic dragon pressed past.

Si Muqing ignored Wang Qiuer's dragon power and looked at Yeyun who was focusing on the food: "Yeyun, what about you? Choose me or her? Or yourself?"

When Yeyun heard her name, she raised her emerald-green eyes in confusion, and quickly came to her senses: "I have no interest in the captain, so you can decide for yourself."

"Yeyun, what is the direction of cultivation you have chosen?" Si Muqing looked at Yeyun's handsome face that was as heroic as the sunshine with interest.

Wang Qiuer also looked at Yeyun with great interest.

"Assistance, or more accurately, treatment. But now I am more inclined to attack." Speaking of this, Yeyun whispered a little.

"My first soul skill is the sacred sword, and my second soul skill is to increase light and sacred power."

When talking about the third soul skill, Yeyun's expression was obviously a little excited.

"The third soul skill is the sacred healing skill."

"Yeyun, why did you choose to heal? You can also attack the sacred dragon!" Si Muqing asked Yeyun doubtfully.

"Idiot!" Wang Qiu'er's cold words struck, "The Holy Dragon King is responsible for controlling the role of light and prayer in the Dragon Clan, so she and her tribe are good at healing."

Si Muqing glared at Wang Qiuer.

"The main reason is that I prefer rescuing people and don't like fighting very much." Yeyun smoothed things over, "But now you can just think of me as a strong attacker."

Si Muqing and Wang Qiuer looked at each other, sparks flying between them, tit for tat.

"Let's duel! It's time to decide the winner." Wang Qiuer said forcefully, "Whoever wins will be the captain!"

"Okay!" Si Muqing wiped the oil from his mouth, "But I won, and you still have to answer me a question."

Wang Qiuer seemed to remember something after hearing this: "Okay! But if you lose, stay away from Gu Yuena."

After Si Muqing heard Wang Qiuer's words, his eyes looked strange, and his thoughts wandered to nowhere.

Si Muqing shook his head and brought his thoughts back: "Place and time?"

Wang Qiuer's face became even colder: "Now, you decide the location!"

"Any place without people will do." Si Muqing said casually, and then added two conditions: "It is best to be open and not easy to catch fire."

Yeyun said gently: "I know a place that meets your requirements, come with me."

The three of them walked to an area of ​​abandoned and damaged houses.

Yeyun, as the referee, stood in the middle. Wang Qiuer and Si Muqing were each fifteen feet away from her.

Yeyun solemnly waved his hand: "Start!"

Wang Qiuer stomped her right foot on the ground with a heavy roar.

Wang Qiuer's whole figure was like a cannonball shot towards Si Muqing. She closed her right hand to gather strength and prepared to punch Si Muqing's beautiful face with a punch.

Si Muqing swiped his left index finger, and a three-layer circular ice wall stood in front of him.

When Wang Qiuer saw the ice wall in front of her, a look of disdain appeared on her face, and the golden light on her body went out and then brightened again.

She smashed through the ice wall with great force and saw that there was no one in front of her. Wang Qiuer stepped down with one foot on the ground, changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness, turned around and punched.

The three flying fireballs with the word "Zhengpin" were easily blasted into flying sparks by Wang Qiuer.

Wang Qiuer punched fiercely again, and a golden dragon head roared and flew towards Si Muqing from the sparks.

Si Muqing put his five fingers together and blasted out. A blazing stream of flames collided with the dragon's head and offset it.

Wang Qiu'er stepped forward with a golden spear in hand, piercing Si Muqing with a bit of cold light.

The movements are nimble and swift, and the spear shoots out like a dragon.

The shadow under Si Muqing's feet was like water, engulfing him, turning into a black bird flying around to avoid Wang Qiuer's attack.

Si Muqing appeared in another direction, stretched out his right hand towards Wang Qiuer, and held it slightly.

Ice chains were tied to Wang Qiuer.

Wang Qiuer waved the spear in his hand, blocking it and taking it. The spear body was like a swimming dragon, unpredictable, knocking away or breaking the chains.

Si Muqing opened his territory, the power of extreme cold exploded, heavy snow fell, and everything was frozen.

Wang Qiuer's whole body flashed with golden light, and the surrounding ice elements were instantly repulsed and disappeared.

A quick decision was made. Wang Qiuer felt that his blood was somewhat stagnant due to the extreme cold, and he quickly made a decision in his heart.

Wang Qiuer ran towards Si Muqing, shook his arm, and stabbed him with his spear.

Like an arrow taking off its string, it moves swiftly along a line, swallowing and puffing in an instant. The power is like thunder and lightning, fast and fierce.

Si Muqing looked at the spear that was stabbing him, and an ice sword formed in his hand and stabbed the tip of the spear.

The tip of the sword collided with the tip of the spear.

Wang Qiuer's expression changed, and he swept his spear across, making a harsh sound on the ice mirror, blocking the stabbing ice sword.

The ice sword swiped in Si Muqing's hand, forcing Wang Qiu'er to let go of the dragon spear, and with one move, the dragon spear flew far away.

Si Muqing did not pursue the victory, but teleported away.

A roaring explosion came from Wang Qiuer.

Ice Explosion Technique, or Snow Explosion Technique!
  Si Muqing watched the explosion carefully.

A figure shot out from the explosion and punched Si Muqing.

Si Muqing looked at Wang Qiuer, who was in ragged clothes and exposed a large area of ​​fair skin, and was speechless.

Although he deliberately reduced the power of the ice blast, apart from his clothes, he didn't even leave any trace on his fair skin. This body is too powerful!

Si Muqing condensed his whole body into handleless ice swords, and used the space element to make the ice swords disappear around him, and then suddenly appeared in the space around Wang Qiuer, slashing at her in mysterious trajectories.

Wang Qiuer's whole body erupted with dazzling golden light.

Wang Qiuer's fist show moved forward, but when he got close to an ice sword, his fist turned into a palm and slapped the ice sword away. In a chain reaction, the ice swords deviated from their trajectory.

Si Muqing felt a headache for the first time when he looked at Wang Qiuer's simple, pure and extreme strength and body.

He really didn't want to engage in hand-to-hand combat with her. Being punched would be very painful!

If he could kill her by flying a kite from a distance, why would he have to compete with her at the golden dragon's strongest point.

Si Muqing sighed, slightly curling the fingers of his hands, colorful brilliance flowed, and an illusory silver dragon emerged from behind him and rushed into his body.

Possessed by a martial spirit! Pieces of hexagonal silver dragon scales covered his body. The dragon scales reflected strange colors. Dragon horns even grew on his forehead. His crystal purple eyes turned into vertical pupils, as if he was wearing a layer of dragon-shaped armor. .

The dragon wings behind Si Muqing stretched out, and the strong wind gently lifted Si Muqing's body, lifting him slightly off the ground. A surging tide of power surged through his body, and the trajectory of the elements changed with his thoughts.

And this is just the possession of the martial spirit! He began to wonder what it felt like to be a real silver dragon.

Si Muqing closed his fingers and hit Wang Qiuer with a dragon fist. A mixture of strong wind and cold current rushed toward Wang Qiu'er.

Wang Qiuer's expression was solemn, and an invisible spiritual power swept around. All elements were rejected and disappeared, forming an elemental vacuum.

Si Muqing's boxing moves are unpretentious, direct and simple, showing the awe-inspiring power of lifting mountains and rivers.

Wang Qiuer's long, graceful and round jade legs were slightly bent, making a posture similar to a horse stance, and forcefully received Si Muqing's punch from above.

Wang Qiuer's body sank, and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

Si Muqing flapped his wings and was about to leave.

Wang Qiuer grabbed Si Muqing's arm with one hand to prevent him from leaving, and punched Si Muqing. The strong wind howled, ruffling Wang Qiuer's long hair, and her golden hair was flying like a sea of ​​jasmine flowers blooming in the wind.

At this time, Si Muqing did not retreat but advanced, and did not make any defense against Wang Qiuer's punch. He went straight to Guanshan, turned his hands and made palms, containing extremely cold power, and slapped Wang Qiuer hard.

Wang Qiuer's punch struck Si Muqing in the abdomen with force like breaking a bamboo.

Si Muqing felt severe pain in his abdomen, and a sweet smell filled his mouth. His throat rolled and he swallowed.

The palm of his hand patted Wang Qiuer's shoulder. The extreme cold made Wang Qiuer stiffen.

Si Muqing freed up his hands, raised his five fingers into claws, wrapped the golden dragon in a lock, and locked Wang Qiu'er. He rushed forward and pinned her down.

Si Muqing endured the pain in her abdomen and asked in Wang Qiuer's ear: "Do you admit defeat or not?"

Wang Qiuer felt the hot breath next to her ears, and the heat hit her earlobes. A blush appeared on her face. She struggled with all her strength. She found that not only did she not break away, but she allowed the guy on her to take advantage of her. She looked on resentfully. Si Muqing: "I'm convinced, you are the captain, let me go!"

(End of this chapter)