Brother Jiang, long time no see! "
The suave Li Zhuifeng was dressed in white and looked extremely handsome.
"Wind?"
Jiang Leng was surprised. Very soon, his deadpan expression turned into one of joy. After several years, he was able to see his childhood companion again. This caused him to be unable to contain his joy.
"What do you think? You didn't expect this, did you? "
Li Zhuifeng teased and surveyed Jiang Leng seriously. Although Li Zhuifeng called him Big Brother Jiang, his tone didn't have the same respect as before. He was just casually teasing Jiang Leng.
The happiness on Jiang Leng's face faded once again. He didn't like to talk, but this didn't mean that he was a fool with low emotional intelligence.
Li Zhuifeng's attitude had already explained everything.
"Dean … Dean Bai is here too?"
Jiang Leng asked. He glanced at the spectator stands, searching for that imposing figure in his memories.
"You're not even willing to call me teacher?"
Li Zhuifeng ridiculed, "You really forget about your feelings. At least everything you have now was given to you by Teacher!"
"You're wrong. Everything I have now was given to me by my teacher!"
Jiang Leng retorted. "Moreover, my teacher is only Sun Mo!"
The two of them reminisced about the past in a low voice, making the audience anxious.
"What's going on? They seem to be old acquaintances? "
Ying Baiwu didn't like Li Zhuifeng's frivolous expression. "Jiang Leng wouldn't be showing mercy, right?"
"I've already called him Brother Jiang. What do you think?"
Tantai Yutang's lips twitched and he crossed his arms before his chest, putting on an expression as if he was watching a good show.
"The two of you, greet and battle!"
Tong Yiming urged.
"Li Zhuifeng, please!"
Li Zhuifeng casually clasped his hands. After that, without waiting for Jiang Leng to finish speaking, he was like a gust of wind, appearing before Jiang Leng with a swoosh.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The long sword slashed down like a brush splashing ink, free and easy.
In the audience seats, quite a number of young ladies had already started screaming. This Li Zhuifeng, just based on his appearance, was indeed the kind of handsome man that could easily attract fans.
"Hmph!"
Looking at Li Zhuifeng's sloppy and rude attitude, Tong Yiming snorted coldly in his heart. This kind of student was a genius, but he was too arrogant. He had to be disciplined, otherwise, he would definitely go astray.
Ding!
Jiang Leng used his dagger to block, but he didn't take the initiative to attack.
"What's wrong? Where's your speed attack? Show it to me! "
Li Zhuifeng floated around. His long sword was either stabbing or slicing. His actions did not have any trace of worldly aura.
"You guys want to cause trouble?"
Jiang Leng asked in a low voice. He was still on the defensive.
"Hehe, take a guess?"
Li Zhuifeng's brows twitched and he suddenly increased the speed of his attacks. His longsword instantly turned into a tempest, bringing along sharp killing intent as it enveloped Jiang Leng.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
Streaks of sword Qi whistled through the air, leaving behind a groove the width of a fingernail on the floor.
Although there was no physical contact between the two of them, only the occasional collision of their weapons, the danger was far more terrifying than when Xuanyuan Po fought against Ding Yi.
Tong Yiming looked at Douzhan and could not help but gasp. How old were they, and yet they were already so powerful?
Their combat styles were still lacking, and their moves might not be that proficient. However, the battle thoughts, courage, intelligence, and judgment revealed in each of their actions had already taken shape.
In their youth, many cultivators pursued powerful cultivation arts and sought to temper their physiques. In the eyes of some high-ranking great teachers, this was a little inferior.
True great teachers would tailor their clothes according to the student's characteristics, allowing them to form their own battle thoughts and then temper them into their instincts.
These great teachers felt that the strength of a cultivator didn't lie in their body but in their thinking. When one's thinking was on the right path from the start, achieving success was only a matter of time.
The instincts here didn't refer to Xuanyuan Po's beast-like intuition. Rather, it was a kind of train of thought. It was like solving a question. Some people would do it once and grasp the train of thought. When they encountered such a question again, they would know how to solve it.
"The atmosphere seems to have become heavy?"
Zhang Yaozong was astonished. The major characters on the judging panel actually stopped talking and were all watching Douzhan. One must know that even when Xuanyuan Po and Ding Yi were fighting fiercely, they hadn't been so serious before.
"Ordinary people are looking for excitement by watching a fight!"
"A minority of people are looking at the train of thought and the inner content!"
Gu Xiuxun explained.
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Yaozong didn't understand.
"At Liang Hongda's star level, what kind of exciting competition have they not seen before? Right now, they are watching with great interest because of the inner content displayed in this battle. "
Gu Xiuxun also had some capabilities. "For example, some battles are like a limerick. It's fine to just watch it, but some battles are like masterpieces that need to be pondered over."
"Understood!"
Zhang Yaozong was enlightened. After that, he opened his eyes wide and watched seriously, wanting to memorize every detail. Although he didn't understand it now, he would understand it after watching it a few more times.
But at this moment, Li Zhuifeng suddenly stopped.
"Boring!"
Li Zhuifeng's lips twitched and he jumped off the stage.
Hua ~
This scene caused many spectators to be in an uproar. What was he doing?
"I won't be a monkey and be watched by you guys!"
Li Zhuifeng felt disdain. Besides, he had tried it before. If he didn't go all out, he wouldn't be able to kill Jiang Leng. In that case, this battle would be meaningless. After all, it was impossible for him to go all out in such a situation.
"Zhuifeng!"
Jiang Leng called out.
"Don't be anxious, we'll meet again very soon!"
Li Zhuifeng smiled evilly, causing many girls to scream.
Sun Mo frowned slightly and activated Divine Sight.
Li Zhuifeng, 13 years old.
Potential value: Extremely high!
Note: A genius among geniuses. His aptitude is one in ten thousand. After receiving Dean Bai's guidance and having a new type of spirit rune inscribed, his strength has risen to another level.
Among those of the same age, there are almost no opponents who can be his match.
Note: Don't try to find his shortcomings because he doesn't have any.
"Teacher, Dean Bai might be here!"
Jiang Leng returned and reminded him in a low voice.
"Mn!"
Sun Mo patted Jiang Leng's shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm here!"
Sensing the temperature of his teacher's hand, Jiang Leng suddenly felt at ease. (That's right, I still have my teacher.)
As Li Zhuifeng gave up, the first place of the 'A' group was born. Jiang Leng.
The competition continued, but Liang Hongda and the other major characters felt a little bored. If it wasn't for the fact that they had to be judges, two of them would have directly left to recruit Li Zhuifeng.
Westmountain Academy, Overmountain Lake.
"How is it?"
Bai Wenzhang sat by the lake. He had a charcoal pen in his hand and was currently drawing a spirit rune.
"Very strong. The damaged spirit runes on his body should have been repaired."
Li Zhuifeng reported.
"Oh!"
Bai Wenzhang sank into contemplation. He wanted to inspect Jiang Leng again and talk to that Sun Mo.
It seemed like his greatest gain from coming to Westmountain City this time around wasn't completing the testing process for the new spirit rune. Rather, it was meeting Jiang Leng again and learning about Sun Mo.
"Maybe, I can find a way to improve the new spirit rune from Sun Mo!"
Bai Wenzhang suddenly felt some anticipation for their meeting.
...
In the 'B' group, Ying Baiwu went up the stage. But before Tong Yiming announced the start of the competition, her opponent, Wu Guang, started to complain.
"It's fine if she uses a long-range weapon, but this longbow is clearly at the saint-tier. Isn't this a little too unfair to us opponents?"
Wu Guang's voice was very loud and he had a depressed look on his face as he spoke to the spectator stands. He was doing this to gain sympathy.
He didn't hope that Ying Baiwu would engage in close combat with him. He only wanted her to change her weapon or he wouldn't have a chance to win.
Tong Yiming wanted to speak, but Ying Baiwu beat him to it.
"Alright, I will change my bow then!"
The iron-headed girl didn't mind and directly tossed the Wind King Divine Bow to Jiang Leng. After that, she looked at Tong Yiming. "You guys should have bows, right? Can you give me one? "
"How many stones of a bow do you use?"
Tong Yiming asked, smiling at Ying Baiwu. He liked the temperament of this young girl.
"Whatever, it's fine as long as it doesn't exceed two stones."
Ying Baiwu didn't mind.
"Ah?"
Wu Guang was stunned. He had thought that he would have to wrangle for a while before he could get Ying Baiwu to change her weapon. After all, this concerned the first place of the 'B' group. Who would have expected her to be so straightforward?
Looking at Ying Baiwu's calm expression, Wu Guang suddenly felt a little ashamed. She basically didn't think of using her weapon to gain an advantage!
It was him who gauged the heart of a gentleman with his own mean measure.
Very soon, a guard passed a cow horn longbow over.
"Do you want to check it?"
Tong Yiming asked.
"No need! No need! "
Wu Guang hurriedly rejected. This longbow was on the guard's back and was clearly produced by an ordinary weapon shop.
Three minutes later, both parties exchanged greetings and the competition began.
"Get close, don't give her a chance to shoot!"
Wu Guang's personal teacher roared. He was also using this method to exert pressure on Ying Baiwu. Sadly, he had underestimated the iron-headed girl's ability to withstand pressure.
Under normal circumstances, archers would move far away. But this time around, Ying Baiwu stood at her original location and directly drew her bow. She didn't even pull out an arrow from the quiver.
"It can't be, right?"
Just when the audience was shocked, guessing that Ying Baiwu didn't need arrows even if she used an ordinary longbow, numerous arrows condensed from spirit qi streaked across the night sky, shooting toward Wu Guang.
Wa!
Everyone exclaimed in shock!
Wu Guang's heart instantly turned into ashes. How could he dodge so many arrows? He did his best to brandish his great blade, creating a circle of blades.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The spirit qi arrows crumbled unceasingly. The powerful impact also caused Wu Guang to retreat continuously. After this wave of attacks, he saw that there were already six arrows on Ying Baiwu's longbow!
(Damn, are you going to shoot six arrows at once?
How can I win?)
"Forfeit! We forfeit! "
Wu Guang's personal teacher shouted. He didn't wish to see his student exploding from the arrows.
After hearing this, Ying Baiwu stared at Wu Guang.
"I... I forfeit!"
After Wu Guang spoke, his face turned red from embarrassment.
Pak!
The arrow in Ying Baiwu's hand shattered. After that, she returned the longbow to the guard and walked back to Sun Mo's side.
"Oi, your archery is at the saint-tier, right? Mid-tier? "
Wu Guang was curious.
"It's a peerless-grade saint-tier!"
Ying Baiwu frowned. She didn't like her teacher's cultivation art being looked down upon.
"Where did you learn it from?"
Wu Guang asked, "It must be passed down in your family, right? What did your ancestors do? Divine Archery before? "
"Of course it's taught by Teacher!"
Ying Baiwu rolled her eyes. (Passed down in my family? Other than a lazy father who wants to sell me to a brothel for money, I have nothing else.)
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