Fairy: Me!Crazy Dao Heart Seed Demon

"Boy, not bad, I still have a little ambition."

"Look carefully, this Zhao Manying, the eighth level of blood refinement, is from the side of the devil boy. I just saw it, the pure fire sky spirit root, the aptitude is similar to your kid."

"Old man, I remember you said that Xian'er and Ping'er are better than me in aptitude. She is about the same as me. Doesn't it mean that she is not as talented as Xian'er and Ping'er?"

"Well, but, she is now at a higher level than your future daughter-in-law. So this is a good test."

...

At this time, the aura of Jin Ping'er and Zhao Manying in the field has been condensed into substance.

At the VIP seat, the location of No. [-] Linhai Preparatory Academy, the teacher said in surprise:

"I didn't expect that Jin Ping'er can reach this level, and she can be as powerful as Zhao Manying?"

Thinking of Qin Yu's hesitation and failure to follow her order before, stepping down to challenge her, and looking at Qin Yu's eyes, she also understands a little more.

...

Zhao Manying looked at Jin Ping'er at this time, waved his spear, and snorted coldly:

"You are very good. Next...be careful. Fengming Spear Art, one, Xinghuo."

As soon as the words fell, she pointed out the spear in her hand and stabbed swiftly.

The swift and fierce spear and figure were imposing like a rainbow, and the silver tip of the spear was imprinted in Jin Ping'er's pupils.

Gradually, when the tip of the spear pierced with a cold light, it turned out to be covered with crimson light spots, just like sparks.

Chapter 89 The Wind Rises!flames!

If Jin Ping'er could think of one word to describe Zhao Manying who shot the gun, she would only have one word in her mind.

fast.

Yes, too fast.

Fast as Lightning can't even describe the feeling of being there in an instant.

The little spark on the cold light in the pupil seemed to have reached her eyes before she even took half a breath.

This level of marksmanship is definitely not at the subtle level.

Jin Ping'er herself possessed Xiaocheng's swordsmanship. Seeing the simple stabbing in such spear skills, she had the most intuitive judgment on the level of Zhao Manying's marksmanship in her mind.

100% is Xiaocheng level, there is no trace of rigidity in this shot, and it can even be judged that Zhao Manying's marksmanship is at least at the level of Xiaocheng high-end.

This can be compared to Jin Ping'er's level of swordsmanship.

What's even more frightening is that although Jin Ping'er has a high level of swordsmanship, she only has an ordinary book on swordsmanship, the Linghai Swordsmanship on Lan Street in Dongtuyu.

Although both of them used martial arts in the upper domain, but judging from the situation, it can be seen that Zhao Manying's marksmanship definitely set a few blocks behind her trash swordsmanship.

Popping up the system interface, looking at the 29 Acacia points, I felt a little relieved, if it wasn't for Fan Feiya's support of 15 points just now.

Thinking about today's game, it will be very difficult.

At this time, she did not hesitate to consume 6 points of joy, and upgraded "Spiritual Sea Swordsmanship" and "Gongsun Sword Dance" to one level each.

17:[-] acacia points are reserved for later use.

Close the system interface.

The pole 'Poxiao' in front of Jin Ping'er was getting closer and closer, she opened her arms, her footsteps were weak, and her body immediately flew away.

However, before Jin Ping'er's face, the spark on the gun did not move away because of her retreat, and the two almost kept the distance when she just hit the ground and flew back.

This... is just less than two feet away.

If Jin Ping'er's body stops, it only takes an instant, and Jin Ping'er will be defeated immediately.

At this moment, Qin Xian'er looked at the two people who had seen Jin Ping'er retreating before, with a little more seriousness in her eyes.

On the other hand, Qin Lie looked surprised.

"Old man, Ping'er's movement speed is faster than before. But just like this, there is no way to open the distance. If it is me who is fighting now, I will not be able to react at all to this shot. I will be stabbed in an instant a hole."

Qin Lie said in distress.

"Stinky boy, don't underestimate yourself. This little devil's marksmanship has an extraordinary history. It is a complete inheritance of spears, called "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix". As far as I know, this inheritance is only stored in the Demon King Sect."

"The way of the gun? Straight to the avenue? Old man, didn't you say that the Flame-Eating Art you gave me later is a way to go directly to the avenue of fire. How could such a spear technique appear in her hands?"

"It's definitely not a complete inheritance, it's just the simplified spear technique at the lowest level in that spear path. You boy, now you understand what level of skill the old man gave you."

...

Jin Ping'er stepped down and flew upside down to the wall of the training ground.

pedal pedal..

She stepped on the wall with one foot, and stepped on Qin Jun's long sword that had just been inserted into the wall with the other.

When the long sword was bent, Jin Ping'er's body rose up accordingly, turning over and flying above Zhao Manying.

puff!

The 'Poxiao' spear that had been stuck in front of Jin Ping'er just now lost its target and pierced into the wall, as effortlessly as piercing into a block of tofu.

Not even a trace of smoke was raised from the entrance of the cave.

At this time, Zhao Manying heard the slight sound of swords coming from behind his ears, and the side of his wrist holding the spear.

While neither happy nor sad on his face, the fighting spirit that has been there for a long time has already been ignited in his eyes.

This sense of urgency, this battle between her peers, she didn't feel like a few years ago.

"Second, the wind rises."

Zhao Manying said lightly.

When the voice fell, the long spear that had been inserted in the wall was raised suddenly, and the wall was instantly pulled open with a large gap.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the energy gathered by the tip of the gun dragged the smoke and dust out of the wall, drawing a gray crescent moon.

These strong winds burst out along the crescent moon drawn by the tip of the spear.

Ding...

Zhao Manying didn't even look at it, and the long spear she picked up suddenly collided with the 'red sleeve' that Jin Ping'er drew her sword from above her head and stabbed.

bang...

Immediately after the metal clash, a gust of wind burst out from the place where the two weapons collided.

...

Jin Ping'er in the air wanted to win with one blow, but she didn't expect that Zhao Manying didn't need to look back, and could save herself from danger by listening to the sound to identify her position.

The energy exploded, and Jin Ping'er was already in a state of no force in the air, and it happened to use this thrust to fly far away like catkins.

The offensive and defensive exchange of just two moves opened the eyes of all the guests here.

Jin Ping'er in front of him accurately retreated to the edge of the wall based on his impression, and cleverly dodged Zhao Manying's swift shot with the help of the long sword left on the wall.

Behind him is Zhao Manying, who listens to the sound to identify his position, and guards Jin Ping'er with a sword above his back.

The offense and defense between the two are not like two young girls, but more like two masters of weapons, fighting at the peak.

The guests on the stage were originally bustling with each other, but after such a short attack and defense, the audience had obviously fallen into a state of silence.

In the No. [-] VIP seat, Qin Yu bit his lip and held the railing of the stand, even his breathing seemed to be stagnant.

"Wonderful. This battle can be included in the spear and sword teaching in the mortal realm."

The teacher beside Qin Yu paused for a while, and then spat out.

On the edge of the arena, Qin Lie, who was watching most carefully, clenched his fists tightly and stared at Jin Ping'er with firmer eyes.

"Old man... I'm just watching, and I can feel the tension and blood boiling. I want to catch up with them."

"Boy, take a good look first."

...

As the smoke and dust drifted away, Zhao Manying raised his gun and walked out slowly, his eyes focused on Jin Ping'er, whose face was still breezy at this time.

"Jin Ping'er, if you take the next shot, you will immediately follow me into the East Saint Preparatory Academy and become a student of the Glory East Saint Preparatory Academy."

Zhao Manying said coldly.

"I appreciate your talent in swordsmanship. Even if you can't be specially recruited by me at this time, you will definitely be eligible to enter the academy in the future. I will give you a piece of advice, Linhai is a villain. Look at them today, they only dare to hide on the viewing platform .”

Zhao Manying pointed at the VIP seat of Linhai Preparatory Academy where Qin Yu is now with a spear in his hand.

Jin Ping'er nodded calmly and said:

"Thanks, I'll think about it myself."

Zhao Manying bowed her head lightly when she heard this, without showing any expression.

It's just that the wrist holding the spear tightened, and gradually the red streamer was guided from her palm, and gathered on the bright silver tip along the gun body.

call...

The tip of the wax silver spear was suddenly covered by a throbbing crimson flame.

"The third shot, Lie Yan."

Zhao Manying looked at Jin Ping'er in front of her seriously and said, while holding out her spear.

Chapter 90 Flame Snake!Panlong! 【Please subscribe, please collect】

Zhao Manying stepped forward with a few steps, her figure was erratic and strange, obviously she also had a set of extremely brilliant footwork.

The rising and dancing red flames from the head of the wax silver gun pulled out a long red flame tail behind her, which was really beautiful.

Jin Ping'er, who can be regarded as an opponent, has no time to appreciate such a beautiful scenery at this time.

This Zhao Manying is indeed the most challenging opponent she has encountered since she traveled through Jin Ping'er.

As far as the present is concerned, even Qin Lie, the so-called son of luck, is not as good as her.

In one breath, although Zhao Manying hadn't arrived, the shadow of the spear had arrived, and even Jin Ping'er could feel the burning sensation on her cheek.

When the purple long sword in Jin Ping'er's hand touched the red flame.

But it was crackling.

The two are almost evenly divided, Jin Ping'er's long purple sword did not cut off the red flame, and the red flame on Zhao Manying's spear did not ignite the long sword in Jin Ping'er's hand.

Suddenly, stabbing three times in a row, the red spear disappeared without a trace, heading towards her head, heart, and abdomen.

Jin Ping'er was almost engrossed, she had already perfected her swordsmanship, the long sword in her hand could keep up with the speed of her opponent's spear.

ding ding ding...

Wherever the three shots came, they were all stopped by the long sword in her hand.Although due to the distance advantage of the long spear, she had to retreat step by step, but this move was indeed caught by Jin Ping'er firmly.

But every time the long sword blocked, she could feel the slight trembling of the red sleeve in her hand.

Such a thin sword and such a bursting spear are indeed too strenuous.

In addition, although the 'red sleeve' in her hand can be compared to a three-star, the 'Broken Sky' in Zhao Manying's hand is actually a three-star.

If Zhao Manying maintains such an offensive posture, there will be only two hundred collisions without needing more, and the 'red sleeve' in her hand must need to be repaired.

Of course, when the time comes, she won't have the sword in hand, then this game will be lost, and there will be no suspense.

Therefore, you can't rely too much on blocking, but dodge.

Jin Ping'er was thinking about it at the same time.

The way Zhao Manying looked at Jin Ping'er in front of him had changed slightly.

From a little bit of coldness, it gradually became scorching hot, like a long drought meets sweetness.

She really hasn't met a suitable opponent for too long.

Zhao Manying could actually stop what she was doing after three moves, because the mission given to her by the academy was to recruit Jin Ping'er to enroll.

But at this moment, she had no intention of stopping at all.

She looked at Jin Ping'er in front of her who had just blocked three consecutive stabs, and then softly shouted: "Four, Flame Snake."