"Is she here to cause trouble for you?" Han Fengzhi frowned and said, looking at Zhu Huibing's leaving figure.

Meng Shuai shook his head and smiled, "It's not considered causing trouble for me. She just wanted to ask what my martial arts are."

Han Fengzhi curled his lips and said, "It's here again, it's here again. She always looks like that, as if everyone is born to owe her. If she asks, she has to answer whatever she wants. If she wants to see, people will show her without any hiding. She said that she is a natural princess and everyone should hold her." When she said this, she couldn't help but say angrily, "But there are really fools who are willing to hold her, and she is becoming more and more proud."

Meng Shuai smiled and said, "The honest and handsome dog is everywhere. It's also senior sister, you don't like to take advantage of others. Otherwise, what do you ask for? Where can others refuse?"

Han Fengzhi smiled and said, "Bah, who told you to compare me with her?"

Meng Shuai was unable to participate in the war between this woman in depth, so he asked again: "Senior Sister, what is her nickname?"

Han Fengzhi said: "Whose surname is Zhu? Her name is 'Doctor of Martial Arts,'"

Meng Shuai said oh, and suddenly said strangely: "Doctor? Doctors are also used here?"

Han Fengzhi said: "Doctor is a knowledgeable man. Although this is an official position in the secular court, we also use it. She hums, although it is a matter of things, she does have research on martial arts. I heard that the books she read once can not only remember them word by word, but also learn to understand them and form her own deconstruction. She is also thick-skinned and has memorized more than 100 martial arts in Baimingshan. She also looks for others to read martial arts everywhere, and other sects also need to read them. She actually gave her some achievements in knowledge. In the study of martial arts, even a few elders are not as good as her. She is also worthy of it."

Meng Shuai said: "This is Wang Yuyan."

Han Fengzhi said, "What is the king?"

Meng Shuai smiled and said, "It's nothing. She is so powerful, so why isn't she valued? Why do everyone pursue Li Yousheng? I think Wu Yuwei has a sense of existence than her."

Han Fengzhi said: "Because she is just a talk on paper. She knows so many martial arts, and she only practices a few. She said she is carefully selected and chooses the one that suits her best, but in fact her strength is mediocre. I have been fighting with her for so many years, but when did she get a disadvantage? Our group of people are much more than hers."

Meng Shuai nodded and said, "I will face that person in the next game, so please help me with my senior sister."

Han Fengzhi pressed his shoulder and said, "Of course I want to help you. Don't I know her little detail? There are only a few kung fu, no one knows. Of course, she must have hidden it from me, but it's okay for me to dig her out of ten. But she doesn't know your background, and you will have a great chance of winning."

Speaking of this, Han Fengzhi approached Meng Shuai and said fiercely: "I won her for me. If you don't win her, I will see her in the semi-finals again, and I will vomit. If I win her, it doesn't matter if my senior sister asks you to let you. If I don't win, I will still cause trouble for you in the future."

Meng Shuai smiled and said, "Senior Sister, please do it."

At this time, another game began. Both sides of the game were a gloomy boy and a tall and handsome young man. The boy looked only about twenty years old, wearing black clothes, with his eyebrows slanted downwards, as if he were hanged. However, the other young man was tall and handsome, and he was not inferior to Li Yousheng, but he was just another kind of youthful spirit.

Han Fengzhi whispered: "It turns out that he is in this game, so I will treat him next game? This... this is a bit..." As he said that, he showed a look of worry.

Meng Shuai said: "Who is this guy?"

Han Fengzhi pointed at the tall and handsome young man and said, "This is Yang Yang, Senior Brother Yang. Our group of senior brothers."

Meng Shuai knew that the so-called group was a land promotion conference, and Baimingshan opened the mountain gate and received disciples in a cycle, that is, ten years. Although there were people who came in one after another, there would be a large number of people every ten years. Most of these people would be in contact. Although there would be internal competition, in the sect, a small group would be formed.

The group of Meng Shuai, including dozens of people from the inner and outer sects, except for Meng Shuai who wander outside the circle, are mostly centered on Li Yousheng and Wu Yuwei. Both sides lead a group of people and form their own family. The outer sect is nothing but a family connection than a fellow disciple. There are basically no exceptions for those from the inner sects. These two factions are all easy to divide. Most of the children of these aristocratic families, including the thirteen families, mostly look at Wu Yuwei, while the scattered people follow Li Yousheng.

However, after all, this group has just entered the school for two years, and only two people have entered the innate world, and it is not yet a climax. Han Fengzhi, who was one generation earlier than them, had several innate worlds, and basically even if he stood firm, he became a bone-to-power. And Yang Yang, since he could take the lead among these people, he was naturally not an ordinary person.

Although Meng Shuai had never heard of Yang Yang's name, he also felt that he was ignorant and not that this senior brother had a reputation, so he planned to carefully observe the senior brother's skills. Now observing the opponent in the semi-finals is of course a waste of time, but it will not delay him from learning the heroic posture of his senior.

When she saw Yang Yang pulling out the long sword, the sword was wide and long, with a wide palm, and one person came long. When Meng Shuai saw it, he thought he had seen the Xuan Iron Sword, and couldn't help but be amazed and said, "This senior brother is very strong."

Han Fengzhi said: "He was the first to be powerful and learned from the formation of charge. Moreover, the spirit beast is a violent triangular beast. If he rides on a charge, he can break a mountain."

Meng Shuai nodded and asked again: "Who is his opponent?"

The boy opposite Yang Yang was thin and small, wearing black clothes and like a bamboo pole, and his face was worse than what Meng Shuai showed. Against the backdrop of Yang Yang's heroic hair, his momentum almost fell into dust.

Han Fengzhi glanced, frowned, looked again, and said, "Who is this?"

Meng Shuai said with a funny look: "You ask me? I'm just about to ask you for advice. Are there any people you don't recognize?"

Han Fengzhi said in confusion: "If you are in the innate realm, as long as you are a disciple of Baimingshan, there should be nothing I don't recognize. Could it be that you are from your class, newcomer?"

Meng Shuai shook his head and said, "No. There is no such person in our class. Otherwise, I would have seen my face if I can't name it."

Han Fengzhi said: "It's probably the precious grandsons of those aristocratic families? I heard that there is such a situation. The direct descendants of the five surnames do not show up publicly and do not officially join Baiming Mountain. But it is still a Baiming Mountain family, and this kind of occasion is also considered a part of him. It depends on his age and has good qualifications."

Meng Shuai nodded. Looking at the boy in black again, for some reason, he felt indescribable.

At this moment, there was only a loud roar.

The roar shook the sky and the earth, the roar made the trees sway and the hearts swayed

Meng Shuai quickly took a deep breath, exited from the state of being numbed, and said secretly: So powerful, it is a secret sound technique.

A few months ago, Fan Xiangcheng, who intercepted Shangguan Du, used this secret technique. At that time, Meng Shuai was not among them and was shocked very much. Shangguan Du, who was seriously injured, was even more shocked and vomited blood. Later, Meng Shuai asked for advice. It turned out that it was a secret technique of Baimingshan, and few people practiced it. To put it bluntly, it was an auxiliary skill. With a roar, it shocked the opponent in exchange for attack time. Except for meeting someone like Shangguan Du who was injured in the five internal organs, the direct lethality was not great. Meng Shuai also felt that it was not suitable for him and had no choice. Unexpectedly, it was Yang Yang on the stage.

With a roar, Yang Yang rushed up with a long sword in his hand.

Meng Shuai watched him rush over, rushing from one end of the cross-shaped ring to the other end. At this ten-foot distance, Yang Yang rushed over for only a few seconds, like a tiger descending the mountain, majestic.

Seeing such a charge, Meng Shuai could imagine that he was learning from the way of military formations to kill. Because his attacking posture and momentum were unique among the warriors Meng Shuai had seen. Compared with the army, other warriors were more flexible and less courageous and powerful. Of course, Chen Qian was also so fierce, but Yang Yang was less fierce and cold than Chen Qian, more passionate and brave and brave.

Suddenly, Meng Shuai thought of Longcheng, the general who seemed to have descended to the world of the country. This bloody aura was somewhat similar.

When he said that, Yang Yang roared and started charging. When he rushed to the opposite side, the roar was still shaking, and his long sword was striking forward like a cone.

"Are you going to kill someone?" Meng Shuai couldn't help thinking.

Although Yang Yang is older than himself, he should be clearer about the consequences of killing someone. If the sword rushes down, it is hard for Meng Shuai to imagine what other consequences can be in addition to killing the enemy. If the other party does not hide, it is likely to be crushed to pieces. If the other party hides - can he still hold it?

The boy in black stood at one end of the cross ring, not seemingly intending to hide.

Could it be...

Meng Shuai was thinking for him that he probably wanted to avoid the critical moment and let the opponent rush off the ring by himself? Although the innate master should not have rushed past him and could not come back, if he forced his head to turn around like this violently, there will definitely be flaws and he can attack at that time.

Sure enough, the moment Yang Yang rushed past, the boy's body sideways.

Because of the rapid movement, the black robe on the boy's body floated up and swung for a moment.

"What is that?"

A strange shadow seemed to flash in front of Meng Shuai's eyes, but because it was too fast, it disappeared instantly, so Meng Shuai even said that he had read it wrong.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yang rushed over from the boy.

Just in the inch of the end of the ring, Yang Yang kicked his feet, and his whole body turned like a top, hurrying and then roaring around, turning seven or eight times, removing all the power of the rushing force before he stopped.

OK. Meng Shuai patted his head. It was weird enough to spend such a big move to remove the power, but at least it was fixed. Although it took time, it saved distance.

The circle stopped, Yang Yang stopped, but he did not receive the influence of the circle, nor did he look dizzy, and he looked good in balance. His long sword broke out again and said, "Boy, you are very smart. Have another move." As he said that, he arched his body.

Seeing that his appearance was exactly the same as before the charge just now, Meng Shuai thought to himself: No? Come again? Can it be better?

However, the second charge did not start.

The moment Yang Yang's body was about to pop out, his movements suddenly froze, his head and neck were stiff, his eyes were wide open, and the focal length gradually dissipated.
Chapter completed!