Chapter 504

The whole world is dead.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene.

What is it? You're kidding me!

As strong as Xu Xiaomo, he was defeated by one blow?

You're definitely teasing me!

And at this time, on the competition field, the Liang Long with the Chinese character face arched his hand to Xu Xiao's mill and said faintly, "yes."

"I lost."

Xu Xiaomo lowered his eyes, and his hoarse voice came from his voice.

The onlookers were in an uproar.

Beat Xu Xiaomo with one punch.

How powerful Liang Long is to achieve this!

"I declare, Liang Longsheng, Xu Xiaomo, please give Liang long half of the points."

Under the field, the elder said leisurely.

Liang Long nodded and took out his disciple card.

"Elder martial brother Xu, you don't need to do this. I'm just competing with you. I'm not greedy for your points."

However, seeing this, Liang Long shook his head: "if this is the process of martial arts competition, I will give you all the points you gave me after I step down. I won't ask for your points, elder martial brother."

"This..."

Xu Xiaomo was stunned.

He wondered, is this boy a fool? Don't want my points?

You know, although I don't have many points, there are more than 100000. Half of my points are nearly 100000. Why don't I have so many points?

However, Xu Xiaomo saw the sincerity of Liang longan.

Xu Xiaomo's heart moved.

This boy is really just fighting for me, not greedy for my points!

"He is indeed a good child with such talent and heart. If he is trained, he may become the 15th, oh no, the 16th disciple of the Taoist school."

Xu Xiaomo looks at Liang Long and whispers in his heart.

"Since younger martial brother has such a plan, I will not refuse. Thank you, younger martial brother."

Then, Xu Xiaomo gets up, pats the dust on his body, grins at Liang Long and says.

Liang Long also nodded a smile.

When the fighting subsided, the onlookers scattered and went back to their homes.

……

Xianfeng.

"How is the cultivation going?"

Fan Yutong, dressed in white, lightly walks to Shi Yi's body and asks slowly with a gentle smile.

Shi Yi has already completed his training. He droops his eyes, holds his powerful fists, and says, "it's OK."

"No, this is your weapon."

With that, fan Yutong throws a red stick weapon to Shi Yi.

Shi Yi caught it, frowned slightly and asked, "what is this?"

"This is an intermediate spirit weapon of the local level. It's an octagonal rosefinch stick. When you use it, you only need to infuse Yuan Li into the stick to stimulate the rosefinch's power in the stick and increase its combat power." Fan Yutong explained gently.

"The power of rosefinch?"

When Shi Yi heard the words, he frowned: "what is the power of rosefinch? And does the rosefinch really exist? "

"Rosefinch is one of the four spirits in the legend. Because it is a legendary thing, no one knows whether it exists or not."

Fan Yutong shook his head, but then the words changed: "but the power of rosefinch really exists. You can try the octagonal rosefinch stick in your hand."

"Not bad."

Shi Yi nodded.

Fan Yutong pushed away.

Shi Yi's heart moved, and a force rushed out, just like the tide, which was completely pouring into the vermilion sparrow stick!

With the sound of a bear, the surface of the vermilion sparrow stick in all directions burst into a bright red flame!

A kind of suffocating high temperature, emitting.

"Just fire?"

However, Shi Yi frowned.

If the power of rosefinch is just fire, it will be boring.

Fan Yutong is still maintaining that gentle trademark smile.

However, at this time

Hum!

A strange wave suddenly emerged from the red flame around the stick.

This wave is very strange. It's not yuan force or soul force, but it makes people feel more than yuan force and soul force More advanced feeling!

"Well?"

Shi Yi's eyes flashed suddenly.

"This is..."

He looked down at the red flame on the stick in his hand and began to think.

At this time, fan Yutong opened his mouth and said in a gentle voice, "this is the power of rosefinch. If you can use it properly, it can greatly improve your fighting capacity. At least in the freshman big ratio, it is not a problem to protect your top three."

"The first three..."Shi Yi squints, as if thinking about something. Fan Yutong didn't care about Shi Yi's thoughts, but continued: "the eight sided rosefinch stick is an intermediate spiritual weapon of the earth. It's a martial arts practitioner who can't exert his real power. So I don't want you to exert much of his power. You just need to exert a little bit."

"I try my best."

Shi Yi nodded.

"If that's the case, then you should be familiar with the eight square rosefinch stick. I have something else to do. Let's go first."

With that, fan Yutong turned and left without any hesitation.

Shi Yi stretched out his hand to say something.

But in the end he didn't say anything.

Until fan Yutong walked away, Shi Yi sighed, but his eyes became more firm.

"Don't worry, Miss Fan. I will never let you down."

Shi Yi clenched his fists.

However, what neither Shi Yi nor fan Yutong knows is

Just when the bright red flame was burning on the surface of the eight sided rosefinch stick, in the distance, a sleeping colored bird suddenly opened its eyes and looked at Shi Yi's direction with confused eyes.

But then the colorful bird shook its head, closed its eyes and went to sleep

……

Wanjianfeng.

"Hu Yijian, master wants you to see him."

Outside a room which was not luxurious, there was a man's cry.

In the room, a man dressed in cloth is carefully grinding his three foot green edge. From time to time, he sprinkles a little water on the grindstone to sharpen the spirit sword in his hand.

After hearing the words, he didn't put down his sword. Instead, he said faintly, "don't worry. I'll finish grinding my sword."

"Brother Hu, hurry up. Don't let the master wait for him." There was another sound from outside the room.

"OK, I'll do it as soon as possible." The man nodded slightly.

……

Half an hour passed.

Hu Yijian picked up the spirit sword in his hand and put it one inch in front of his eyes. He looked at the long sword with cautious and subtle eyes.

Suddenly, it seemed that he felt that some places were not neat. Hu Yijian shook his head and continued to put the spirit sword on the grindstone, and the yarn began to grind.

And this grinding, it is imperceptibly passed half an hour.

Hu Yijian blows away the water drops on the surface of the spirit sword, then stands up and carefully observes the spirit sword in his hand.

Suddenly one of Hu Yijian's long hair fell and fell on the edge of the spirit sword.

There is no sound

The long hair was cut in two directly, and fell on the ground along the two sides of the spirit sword.

the sword came out of the West and the White Emperor was shocked. The ghost mother cried and blew her hair to break her hair!

"At last."

Hu Yijian stretched and inserted the polished spirit sword into the scabbard behind him. Then he clapped his hands and yawned.

"I'm so sleepy. Go to sleep."

Hu Yijian is going to bed.

All of a sudden, he frowned, as if he thought of something, and his pace suddenly stopped.

"Oh, shit! Forget it

With a slap on his head, Hu Yijian trotted out of the house and muttered: "it's broken. Shifu is going to punish me now. I forgot about it!"

……

In a few minutes.

"Yijian, it's hard for you to make me wait."

An old man with grey hair sat on a futon, but he didn't open his eyes. He said faintly, his tone was quite indifferent, and there was not much fluctuation.

"Master, apprentice, cough, apprentice was busy with something just now. I forgot the master by accident. I hope the master will punish me."

Hu Yijian said not very well.

"Sharpening the sword again?"

Gray hair old man still did not open his eyes, light asked.

"That's right."

Hu Yijian nodded. The grey haired old man opened half an eye and looked at the scabbard behind Hu Yijian. He saw that most of the spirit sword in the scabbard had melted. He said, "you scabbard is a good thing, but you should be careful. Everyone is innocent and you should not let some people with ulterior motives stare at you."

"Remember master's warning."

Hu Yijian nodded.

Then Hu Yijian no longer wrote ink, but directly asked: "master, why did you call me here?"

"Apprentice, I haven't seen you for a day. I miss you. Can't I see you?" Asked the grey haired old man.

"No, no, master is joking." Hu Yijian shook his head.

"Well, I don't want to be a teacher anymore."Then, the gray haired old man shook his head and said, "these are 107 spirit swords that have been ground. Try to fit your scabbard."

While talking, the old man threw a storage bag to Hu Yijian.

"Master, who are you?"

Hu Yijian turned out to be a storage bag with a puzzled look.

"A few days later, it will be the freshman contest. This time, you represent not only yourself, but also Wan Jianfeng. I don't want you to be the fourth best student in the hot list. Your achievements are not satisfactory." Gray hair old man light said.

"But Shifu, I'm not interested in that freshman Dabi. I just want to polish my sword with ease." Hu Yijian shrugged and said helplessly.

The old man with grey hair was not surprised. Instead, he said faintly, "new born Dabi, Shi Yi will take part, Liang long will take part. Lin Chen, who only appears in legend, will take part. Will you take part?"

When Hu Yijian heard the words, he suddenly brightened his eyes and said, "so many powerful opponents? Then I'll take part in it! "

"Well, come on."

The grey haired old man nodded: "melt these 107 spirit swords first. I guess that after melting these spirit swords, you may break through the rank of the scabbard to The land quality is intermediate. "

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