Fantasy: I Am The Romantic And Happy Little Beast

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That Young Master Zhuang flicked down the wrist holding the folding fan slightly.

Open the folding fan in your hand.

After seeing that Nie Yun had also set up a fighting posture.

It is also no longer grinding.

Directly and actively launched an attack on Nie Yun.

After the folding fan in that hand flicked a few times quickly.

Several very strong gusts of wind hit Nie Yun.

Nie Yun put her legs on the ground with a little force and kicked.

It directly dodged the attacks of these gusts of wind.

After these gusts of wind hit the ground, they left a few slight scratches.

The entire plaza and competition arena were constructed using materials above the Soul Formation level.

Resistance is very strong.

And this gust of wind was able to leave a few slight scratches on the ground of the competition platform.

It can be seen from this that the strength of this Mr. Zhuang is still very strong.

"Wow! Mr. Zhuang is so handsome!"

"Master Zhuang, come on!"

Some female monks in the audience, after seeing this Mr. Zhuang make a move.

He also shouted again, cheering for him.

They are all little fans of this Mr. Zhuang.

I came here just to witness the demeanor of this Mr. Zhuang.

After Nie Yun dodged this move, she immediately swung the sword in her hand.

Slashed a few half arcs of sword energy towards the position of Mr. Zhuang.

However, that Mr. Zhuang waved his right arm lightly.

The folding fan in his hand fanned slightly a few times.

Several streams of wind that looked small but extremely powerful struck towards these streams of sword energy.

In an instant, the sword energy that Nie Yun slashed was canceled out by the wind.

After Mr. Zhuang used this trick, some female monks in the audience shouted again.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhuang had a lot of little fans."

"And they're all fanatics."

"It's just two moves, and it's so loud."

Lin Xing on the side was watching the battle of sister Nie Yun while listening to the shouts from the audience.

He could see that the strength displayed by this monk named Mr. Zhuang had surpassed that of ordinary Nascent Soul Rank Two monks.

It was already very difficult for this sister Nie Yun to cross a big realm to challenge.

As a result, he met such a genius monk in the realm of Nascent Soul.

I'm afraid the situation of sister Nie Yun is very optimistic.

Lin Xing couldn't help thinking secretly.

But he didn't plan to make a move yet.

He knew that this was not the full strength of sister Nie Yun.

Only when she really can't fight, Lin Xing will make a move.

After Nie Yun saw that all of her sword qi had been canceled out.

Also very quick to respond.

Immediately pull away the body, and once again cut out a few stronger sword qi.

This time, the power of these sword qi has reached the level of Nascent Soul.

That Mr. Zhuang looked very calm when he saw the sword energy that Nie Yun slashed.

He just waved the folding fan slightly again.

The several winds that were more powerful than before were defeated in an instant by the sword qi slashed by Nie Yun.

And the lingering prestige of this wind roll remains undiminished.

Straight towards Nie Yun.

Seeing this, Nie Yun immediately jumped up, narrowly dodging the hurricanes.

"This Mr. Zhuang is indeed extremely powerful."

"This power is probably not inferior to that of Nascent Soul Rank Three."

"It's more than that, I feel that Mr. Zhuang still has more strength."

"Now his strength is estimated to be as strong as the Nascent Soul Rank Four monk."

"I think this Mr. Zhuang can probably squeeze into the top ten."

"It's a pity for this little girl named Nie Yun, and she has shown quite strong strength, but it's a pity that she met this Mr. Zhuang."

"It's a pity indeed. Yesterday I saw her defeat Song Yang with one move."

"If I hadn't met Mr. Zhuang, I should have a great chance of entering the top forty."

The audience in the audience began to discuss the strength of Nie Yun and Mr. Zhuang.

"This can only mean that she is unlucky. Our Mr. Zhuang is one of the strongest among the geniuses of his generation."

Some of Mr. Zhuang's little fans also began to praise Mr. Zhuang.

On the stage, Nie Yun had a trace of cold sweat on her forehead.

She could feel that the monk known as Mr. Zhuang was very powerful.

It would be difficult for her to defeat him.

Nie Yun turned her head slightly and her eyes fell on Lin Xing.

Immediately, his eyes became firm.

She can't just ask Little White for help now!

She must first try her best to let Little White see her efforts and the results of this period.

When you encounter an opponent you can't beat, you can't just think about asking Little White to help.

At least, she must try her best to challenge Mr. Zhuang first.

Little White probably didn't want to see her either. Whenever he met someone strong, he wanted to ask him for help.

She doesn't want to disappoint Little White!

She just needs to do her best now.

At that time, if he really can't beat him, Little White will help him.

Nie Yun's eyes became firm.

The whole person's temperament also became particularly serious and determined.

Lin Xing was slightly startled after noticing the change in Nie Yun's state.

"It seems that this sister Nie Yun is going to try her best."

Lin Xing also knew that Sister Nie Yun had no chance of defeating Mr. Zhuang.

After all, the strength gap is too big.

It depends on whether there is a chance to injure Mr. Zhuang.

Lin Xing watched quietly from the side.

Let's see how far this sister Nie Yun can fight with Mr. Zhuang with all her strength.

After he was sure that Sister Nie Yun could not be beaten, he would help Sister Nie Yun.

Nie Yun gathered her full energy, held her sword, and quickly struck in the direction of Mr. Zhuang.

But Mr. Zhuang blocked all Nie Yun's attacks very easily.

Nie Yun saw that even her offensive could not break through the opponent's defense.

He quickly pulled away and came to a safe distance.

Nie Yun held the snow-white sword in her hand and held it in front of her.

A large amount of spiritual energy from all around is concentrated in the sword body.

Mr. Zhuang frowned slightly after sensing Nie Yun's actions.

I felt a little pressure.

His expression also became serious.

The arm moved slightly, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into the folding fan.

"Strong wind volume!"

Mr. Zhuang waved his arm, and the folding fan released a wind blast that was several times stronger than before.

He wanted to interrupt Nie Yun's spellcasting before she unleashed her special move.

At this time, Nie Yun had also gathered spiritual power in the sword body.

"Xianyun Sword Technique, third form, Fengyun Sword Breaking!"

Nie Yun gave her arm a sharp chop.

An extremely powerful sword energy struck towards Mr. Zhuang.

This power is probably as powerful as a Nascent Soul Rank Two full blow!

In the blink of an eye, the violent wind scroll collided with Nie Yun's sword energy.

For a moment, the strong wind showed signs of being defeated.

That Mr. Zhuang felt something was wrong.

The folding fan in his hand swung again, creating a more powerful wind.

Boom! ! !

An explosion sounded.

A powerful aftermath was generated at the center of the collision between the violent wind and the sword energy, and struck all around.

Nie Yun could only grit her teeth to resist the aftermath.

The sword strike just now consumed almost all of her spiritual power.

This is her strongest blow, if she fails to defeat Mr. Zhuang.

Then she has no other fighting abilities except Little White.