The strongest fifth lady

Chapter 252
Hearing Xue Mei say that she was absent-minded, Feng Yewu felt a little restless for no reason, and she subconsciously replied: "Who said I was absent-minded?"

Although she stubbornly refuted the blood charm, Feng Yewu's heart was "thumped"!
If it wasn't for the blood charm, she wouldn't even realize the seriousness of the problem!
Since when did she become so absent-minded?

In the past, she had never had any distractions in her cultivation, but just now, because of Jun Buli, she was indeed distracted.

His breath, his Reiatsu, and the fragrance of his body lingered around her all the time. She wanted to surpass this opponent too much, but the more she was like this, the more she couldn't concentrate.

Xue Mei curled her lips, "Whether there is His Highness is naturally clear in his heart, it is better if there is no, if there is, His Highness must pay attention, and must not go on like this."

Sigh, it's really hard to be a tool spirit, and you have to worry about His Highness's mood, and for her face, you have to ambiguously state the facts.

But in fact Feng Yewu knew it, Xue Mei was right, she absolutely couldn't go on like this.

She closed her eyes and violently shook everything out of her mind, but suddenly, she suddenly remembered a question.

Could it be that her failure at the Gate of Tempering a few days ago was also due to her weak heart?
Looking back now, during the tempering process, she was indeed distracted, one was because of Yu Ji's frame, and the other was because she tried to dig out the secret of Junbuli recently, so naturally she would think of him many times;

The third thing is that she thought more than once when she was tempering that when she learned that her mental strength had reached the silver level, his evil face would be shocked.

Could it be because of these reasons that it failed?

Even though she thought so, Feng Yewu couldn't be sure that this was the reason for the tempering failure. She closed her eyes again and let go of everything in her head.

With Jun Buli at the side, it is difficult to immediately focus on nothing else, but she is the ace killer of the blood phoenix after all, after a quarter of an hour of precipitation, only three words "golden steel technique" are left in her mind.

Once she concentrates on doing one thing, Feng Yewu's talent is fully revealed at this moment, the arm that could not be tempered the moment before, has succeeded in the next moment!
Seeing that the tempered arm seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, Feng Yewu was overjoyed. She didn't expect that the tempered arm would have such an effect. Now let her try to see if it is really indestructible!

Feng Yewu hurriedly used her thoughts, took out the blue-patterned dagger, and slashed at her right arm without a trace of melancholy.

This scene almost made everyone gasp.

The students in the phantom class have been unable to concentrate since they entered the fantasy realm, and they always aim at Feng Yewu unconsciously. They are also very curious about the gold-type mysterious skills.

Seeing Feng Yewu's right arm covered in gold, they were shocked, but when they saw that she had slashed at themselves with a dagger, they immediately smiled gloatingly.

"Oh my god, is this woman insane to cut her flesh with a dagger? She doesn't think that she will be indestructible after practicing the Golden Steel Technique?"

Jun Busheng was dumbfounded, and a trace of worry could be faintly seen in his eyes.

The man next to him sneered, and echoed, "Hmph, do you really think the Golden Steel Art is so easy to practice?

I remember last year there was a gold-type illusionist in our college, it seems to be called Guo or something.It took them three full months to practice the Golden Steel Art.

This trash really thinks that he is a genius, that he can practice profound skills in a day, it's just a dream. "

Hearing the word "waste" from that person, a cold light flashed across Feng Yewu's eyes, and the moment the blue-patterned dagger was about to fall on his arm, his wrist turned slightly.

Ding!
The blue-patterned dagger touched her tempered right arm, and was bounced away with a loud sound, flying straight towards that person!

"Ah... my feet..."

The man let out a scream, sat down on the ground and wailed in pain, "Damn, damn, Feng Yewu, you, you must have done it on purpose!"

The corner of Feng Yewu's mouth raised slightly, "Oh, sorry, I made a mistake. In fact, it should have pierced your heart."

So what if she did it on purpose? !

She never took the initiative to provoke anyone, but this person insulted her, she just taught her a little lesson.

"you……"

"I don't like people making noise when I'm practicing, so watch your mouth carefully. I won't just stab your foot next time."

Feng Yewu snorted coldly and looked away.

Looking at the arm still wrapped in gold, her eyes were full of surprise.

Although the blue-grained dagger is not as sharp as the phoenix-grained dagger, it cuts iron like mud, but in front of the tempered arm, it has no parry power. This golden steel technique is really extraordinary!
She has only learned tempering so far, but the real golden steel technique is more magical than tempering, because the position of tempering can be changed arbitrarily according to the attacking part!
At this moment, Feng Yewu's blood was boiling with enthusiasm, she was looking forward to how the real Golden Steel Technique would surprise her!

But there is no hurry, now it is time to leave the illusion, she must find another place to practice.

After Feng Yewu left the Illusory Realm, she didn't go to the classroom the next day, but entered the tempering gate!

It's just that this time she entered the tempering gate not for tempering, but because the tempering gate is full of aura, which is an excellent environment for cultivation.

Also, only at the Gate of Tempering can one truly be free from the influence of Jun Buli.

Without the power to be released lazily, the tempering gate is just an ordinary cultivation space.

After half a month, when Feng Yewu came out of the gate of tempering, her golden steel technique had been practiced to a high degree, as long as she used the golden steel technique, she could temper her body at will.

Moreover, in the process of cultivation, she fought against King Kong more than a dozen times, and even injured such a powerful King Kong. This basic gold-type profound skill is definitely a sharp blade for melee combat.

However, the Golden Steel Art has a big disadvantage, that is, she cannot arm her whole body like the phantom armor, and each time she tempers it, she can only be on a certain part of the torso.

Moreover, it is said to be tempered randomly, but in fact, there will be a three-second time difference every time the tempered part is transferred. If it is really a close combat, these three seconds are very likely to kill.

Feng Yewu fully practiced the Golden Steel Technique on the fifth day of her practice, and after that, she has been working hard to narrow this time difference, and in the end it could only be shortened to one second.

However, this is already an astonishing breakthrough, because according to the records of profound skills, no one has been able to break through the drawback of the golden steel technique.

She is the only one!
Coming out of the Jade Blood Ring, Feng Yewu was about to go to the dining hall for dinner, but found that it was time for dinner, but there was no one in the dining hall, not even half a figure in the college, it was like an empty city.

Just when she was puzzled, a gust of hot air blew past her ear, and Jun Buli's sexy voice rang in her ear, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Feng Yewu was agitated, turned around abruptly, rubbed her numb ears vigorously, and glared at Jun Buli angrily: "Do you have to be so obscene every time you appear?"

Although she was used to him always showing up inexplicably, Feng Yewu didn't like his teasing, because he clearly kissed her just now.

Jun Buli just wanted to see her blushing, and since he hadn't seen her for half a month, he really missed her and wanted to get close to her.

If possible, he hoped that he could not hold her in his arms, but today, he was not in the mood.

"Aren't you going down the mountain to take a look? Maybe your second sister is waiting for you." Jun Buli asked with a charming smile.

Feng Yewu's eyes suddenly lit up, the bright light in his eyes belonged to a child's innocence and surprise, this kind of eyes did not belong to her before.

Grabbing Jun Buli's lapel, Feng Yewu asked eagerly: "You said my second sister is here? Why did she come to hospital B? Did she also enroll?"

Yep!The second sister is at the level of the fantasy sect, so it is normal to be able to enter the B hospital.

But what about the Feng family?Can this patriarch not be in the Feng family?
Jun Buli sighed with a smile, grabbed her little hand and said pamperingly: "You, you are so confused in your cultivation. If your second sister wants to go to B courtyard, do you need to wait until now?
It is the college's rule that you can visit your family at the foot of the mountain during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I have contacted your family half a month ago. "

Hearing what he said, Feng Yewu suddenly realized, God, she was so confused that she completely forgot about it.

According to regulations, once you enter Hospital B, you are not allowed to go out privately, including New Year's Eve.But every Mid-Autumn Festival, you can have three days of free time to reunite with your family.

Feng Yewu felt extremely happy at the thought of spending the Mid-Autumn Festival with her second sister, and hurried to the gate of the college.

But when she walked halfway, she found that Jun Buli was still standing there, she stopped suddenly, "Aren't you going?"

"Besides my father, does this king have any other relatives?"

Jun Buli said with a smile that was not a smile, his face was still so unpredictable, it was hard to tell what kind of emotion he was in.

But Feng Yewu's heart was stung inexplicably.

At the moment just now, she seemed to see a pain in the deepest part of his black eyes, which she had never seen before in Jun Buli's eyes.

She frowned at Jun Buli, but at this time he was already looking at her with a half-smile as usual.

But even so, Feng Yewu still felt that something was wrong with Junbuli today.

Jun Buli must be struggling in his heart. He personally killed his mother who loved him, and his father... exiled him since he was 16 years old. He must not have seen his father for ten years, right?
Thinking about Junbuli, Feng Yewu would feel a little irritable. The old man Helan hasn't arrived yet, so far she has only found out that what happened back then is very likely to be a conspiracy, and she knows nothing about it.

But, if it was really a conspiracy, with the spirit of Jun Buli, he should have found out the truth, but he didn't clear up his grievances, so didn't he find out the truth?
He is such a fog.

Afraid that he would see her worry, Feng Yewu hurriedly looked away, and then ran towards the gate of the academy.

Looking at her back, the corner of Jun Buli's mouth twitched with warmth, "Qing, have you seen her worry?"

Qinglong rolled his eyes, and gave a perfunctory "Yeah", "You are so dignified... that you are not afraid of being ridiculed by your clansmen for using such a cruel trick?"

Jun Buli smiled without saying a word, but there was a bit of bitterness in the smile, every year on this day, he would be in extreme pain, but seeing her, he seemed to be much better.

"Master..." Qinglong hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to see the old palace master?"

Jun Buli pursed his thin lips, gave a faint "um", and then disappeared in courtyard B.

(End of this chapter)