Chapter 1240
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Ji Yan pursed his lips, feeling very regretful in his heart. Why did this kind of seedling choose to go to a spirit master's academy? And the outstanding disciples that the spirit master's academy nurtured were all provided for the mourning hall …
Pity, truly a pity.
Such a genius had missed him by a hair's breadth.
… …
Wind.
The whistling sound grew louder and louder.
Hu Li's expression was originally one of disapproval, but when she saw that Yun Luofeng had dodged her attack, shock flashed across her beautiful face.
The surrounding crowd was stunned as well. They'd thought that Yun Luofeng would definitely be defeated in one move, but she'd actually dodged it?
Their eyes must be playing tricks on them!
How could Yun Luofeng have dodged Hu Li's attack?
Everyone hurriedly rubbed their eyes and forced them open, but all they saw was the completely unharmed girl in white standing on the stage.
This time, the girl simply tore off a piece of her sleeve and tied it over her eyes.
The corners of her lips curled into an evil smile: "That's enough, let's continue."
Those three months of training in the sky spirit realm weren't completely useless to her.
For the people of the world, their eyes were extremely important. If they couldn't see the battle clearly, they would inevitably return in defeat.
But for her, her eyes had already become a burden at this moment …
It was very easy for the eyes to be confused by the scenery of the outside world, and what they saw might not be true. However, the ears would always be able to distinguish the true direction …
"Yun Luofeng!" Hu Li narrowed her fox eyes slightly, and her smile was very sinister and cunning. "You're different from anyone I've ever met! And the more you're like this, the more I want you to become my follower. "
After saying these words, Hu Li moved again …
His figure was still as fast as lightning, and there were rows of afterimages following behind him.
Yun Luofeng felt the whistling sound of the wind and leaned to the side, narrowly dodging Hu Li's attack. At the same time, the sword in her hand descended from the sky and chopped downwards.
Boom!
The stage was instantly chopped into two, and dust filled the air.
Yun Luofeng quickly flashed behind Hu Li, and his longsword chopped downwards again. Hu Li sensed the threat behind him, and turned around, using his sword to block the longsword.
Bang!
The shockwave spread out from the two of them. It was so strong that the disciples near the arena were sent flying, falling to the ground in a sorry state.
Yun Luofeng took two steps back and a mouthful of blood came from her throat. She forcefully swallowed it down, and the smile on her lips contained a trace of coldness.
Even if she had broken through Hu Li's speed, there was still a huge gap between the two of them.
If this continued, she would definitely not be Hu Li's opponent!
Similarly, Hu Li also took two steps back in the face of the storm. He shook his somewhat numb arm and narrowed his fox-like eyes. His gaze gradually turned solemn.
It looked like he had underestimated this girl. Her strength was definitely not just that of a high-level Holy Spirit!
…
On the viewing platform, Mu Ran gazed at the two people below, and his brows knit together lightly. "Ji Yan, who do you think will win between these two?"
Ji Yan went silent, and then he shook his head. "If it was before the competition, I would definitely say it's a fool. There's no suspense between a Saint King and a Saint Spirit. But now, I notice that I'm slightly unable to see through it …."
Thinking of this, Ji Yan laughed self-deprecatingly. He had lived for so many years, yet he was unable to distinguish between a Saint Spirit and a Saint King.
If word of this got out, many old fellows would probably laugh at him ….
The battle between the two of them attracted many onlookers.
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