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"Brother Chun, have you seen that girl?"

Wei Yixing came to Xie Chun's side and whispered.

Xie Chun followed his gaze and said with a serious expression: "It is against the law to smelt copper."

The little girl looked like she was only 1.3 to 1.4 meters tall, and she was definitely less than fourteen years old.

"It's not that one, it's the other one!"

Wei Yixing stretched out his hand and turned Xie Chun's head towards a young girl wearing cool clothes and leaning against the wall lazily on the left side of the Xia family.

This one looks a lot more mature, and the plump lump is a symbol of adulthood.

"Fortunately, at least this is not illegal. If you like, just ask for the contact information." Xie Chun said casually.

"..." Wei Yixing looked at the rest of the Xia family tentatively:

"Is it true that I won't get beaten if I go up like this?"

"If you get beaten, just get beaten. It's not me who gets hit anyway."

Naturally, Xie Chun doesn't take it too seriously to watch the fun, and the more fun the clown has, the better.

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Wei Yixing was about to say something when an arrow glowing red came out of Xia Meng's hand on the debate stage, followed by an explosion.

A charred figure was blown off the debate stage and landed squarely in the middle of the Xia family.

What followed was Xia Meng's cold voice:

"Is there anyone else coming up?"

Wei Yixing rubbed his eyes: "Brother Chun, if I read correctly, she must have used the magic formula I used last time."

His book was carefully selected by the Wei family. You can use aura to mobilize fire-attribute elements to enchant weapons to increase attack power.

He had also practiced this move, but the effect was completely different from Xia Meng's.

The best he could do was to add a burning effect to the weapon, but Xia Meng was able to create a small explosion.

"Probably." Xie Chun didn't remember what magic tricks they came up with that day.

Anyway, it all fell into Xia Meng's hands in the end.

That night, he also asked Xia Meng what the use of so many magic techniques was, and the answer given by the other party was simple and crude.

Of course it's for practice.

Xia Meng even pulled out a book on the spot and showed him a speed-passing learning method.

When a normal person learns the method, he or she must at least study the theory sentence by sentence, and then combine it with practice bit by bit.

But Xia Meng only briefly scanned the entire book, then closed his eyes and meditated for a few minutes, and then emitted the thunder and lightning light waves recorded in the book.

Xie Chun could only think that his sister's understanding was incredible, just a little bit worse than a genius like him.

He doesn't even need to read the book. He can learn it by clicking on the cover of the book. His true understanding is 100%.

"Isn't it a bit too much to be harsh during a sparring match?" The young man leading the Xia family couldn't help but say.

"What are you barking at? Who knew he could scream so loudly that he couldn't even pick up a small skill from me." Xia Meng sneered:

"Is there anyone else who wants to come up and fight? If not, I'll go down and rest."

Of course, it is impossible for the Xia family to swallow this breath. If they give in now, it would be shameless.

The most important thing for these ancient martial arts families is their face.

The next second, a young woman jumped onto the debate stage.

"Xia Qiu, please give me some advice."

This opponent is actually stronger than the last one, reaching the peak of the second level.

"Ah...I did have something I wanted to ask you at the beginning."

Xia Meng moved his wrist: "But for now, let's punch him first, and then ask all the questions while punching."

Xie Chun narrowed his eyes slightly. He couldn't see through the path of Xia Meng's spiritual energy.

All I saw was black mist lingering around her body, and then she threw out a punch filled with black energy:

"Punch seriously!"

With a bang, the young woman who came on stage flew backwards for more than ten meters.

With this punch, everyone could see the strength of the cyclone in Xia Meng's body.

"Level 3..." the leading young man said in disbelief.

You must know that even in the Xia family, there are only a few people in the younger generation who can cultivate to the third level.

"It's interesting, isn't it?" King Litang said softly, standing next to Xie Chun.

Xie Chun turned his head and asked doubtfully: "What?"

"Of course Miss Xia Meng's performance is very impressive."

The King of Litang praised lightly, and then said: "But I have been thinking about an experiment recently. Do you want to hear it?"

"Tell me, my chemistry score is terrible." Xie Chun first put his armor up here.

"Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust, these are the negative emotional forces that the devil can control." King Litang pointed out:

"Tell me, what would happen if someone could master these in a human body?"

"Who knows? There is no precedent for this. It's a purely philosophical question." Xie Chun pouted.

King Litang smiled and said: "Yes, so...I am very curious!"

"...Then you should ask Oreki Houtarou, he should know everything."

"Who is that?" King Litang felt that he heard Fanying's name.

Xie Chun smiled and said nothing, which made the King of Litang anxious.

On the debate stage, the third person to appear was naturally the leader of the Xia family holding a long sword.

"Xia Su, please give me some advice."

Xia Meng tilted his head slightly. The aura fluctuations in the man in front of him were undisputedly at the third level.

So she became more serious, raised her right hand slightly, and the light flashed in the palm of her hand.

Xie Chun had only seen this move a few days ago and immediately shouted:

"The decision is yours, Pika Dream, use one hundred thousand volts!"

Everyone present: "???"

Of course, Xia Meng was not affected at all. Xie Chun only saw the black mist on her body getting thicker and thicker, and the thunder and lightning in her palms were full of power.

Xia Su on the opposite side has even set up several layers of defense, and he has absolute confidence to block this move.

But the next second, the spiritual energy fluctuations on Xia Meng's body suddenly disappeared, and she knelt on the ground, sweat dripping from her temples.

"Mengmeng?"

Xie Chun, who had been staring at the battlefield, was naturally the first to react. He came to the debate stage and quickly supported Xia Meng, who was about to fall to the ground.

"What's wrong?" He looked at Xia Meng, who was covering his head, and asked tentatively, "Did you just hurt your head?"

The expression on Xia Meng's face was so painful that she couldn't even speak.

Xie Chun could only find various healing pills in the system space and feed them to her mouth one by one.

Although I don’t know which elixir is so effective, it has succeeded in relieving pain.

He quickly asked: "Are you okay?"

"Hmm... I have a slight headache. It seems that I have some problems with my abilities recently. I will study it again when I go back tonight."

Xia Meng leaned against him and said in a low voice:

"It'll be nice to slow down for a while. At least finish this fight first."

"It's better for me to do it, and you can cultivate yourself well."

Xie Chun carried her off the stage, found a soft bed, and placed Xia Meng on it.

The craftsmanship of this large-scale living bed shocked everyone present.

Xie Chun covered her with a quilt, then ducked back to the debate stage:

"I'm in a hurry to take my sister back for medical treatment. Let's simplify the rest of the process."

Xia Su hesitated and said, "You want to...surrender?"

Xie Chun moved his body: "The rest of you can come together."

"Ha." Xia Su smiled and said:

"Xie Chun, right? I saw your information before when I was supporting the Countermeasures Bureau. You still want us to go to the second level together?"

"Second level?" Xie Chun seemed to be smiling:

"I'm not that anymore."

The next moment, cyan chaotic spiritual energy burst out, and the pressure spread throughout the courtyard.