Fantasy: I Can Deduce The Future

boom!

The sound of thunder suddenly resounded, resounding through the courtyard here, the thunder seemed to come from Nine Heavens, and went straight into the hearts of everyone, shaking their souls.

At the same time, Xiao Yi lightly tapped the ground with his feet, he stood up from the ground, raised the knife in his hand in mid-air, and struck out with a stroke of thunder!

"Since the knife cuts off the water and the water flows more, then I will eliminate it from the source!"

Xiao Yi's face was stern, and he murmured inwardly.

"Hmph, I'm just overestimating myself." Chu Feifei said disdainfully.

Facing such a ferocious attack, he was resolutely not afraid, and on the contrary, he used Qing Gong to meet him.

Xiushui Sword Technique, the light sword swims the dragon, flying thousands of miles.

When the water accumulates to a certain level, it will explode with great power, depending on whether the water wants to explode.

Chu Feifei didn't keep his hand anymore, Xiushui Sword Technique's sword was soft, but the murderous intent was obvious in it, making people terrified.

Boom!

When the swords collided, a huge sound erupted, and the aftermath scattered away in an instant. The floor tiles in the courtyard were affected, and burst immediately, shooting away in all directions.

For a moment, the hearts of the surrounding audience were terrified, and they hurriedly backed away again. At the same time, they swung their knives and slashed, and the gravel and grass clippings that were shot at them...

Clang!

Sparks splattered from the Xiuchun knife, making an ear-piercing sound, and then, the sword seemed to come alive, and the Sword intent went up along the knife, like flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, it was already in Xiao Yi's palm!

call out!

Xiao Yi withdrew his right hand abruptly, his face changed drastically, and he looked very panicked.

Abandon the knife and save the hand!

"Ha ha……"

Chu Feifei was overjoyed, he let out a long laugh, his figure accelerated again, and the sword move in his hand changed again.

The other party has no sword, and the biggest threat is gone, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

But before he drew his sword, he was surprised to find that the person in front of him was gone...

hiss!

This discovery immediately made his hair stand on end, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He secretly collected his strength, his body suddenly fell, and he rushed towards the ground.

At this time, it is obviously safer to stand on the ground.

Whoosh~~~

The figure flashed again in mid-air, and an afterimage flashed by, chasing after him like lightning!

A few feet away, it's almost there in the blink of an eye!

"ended!"

Chu Feifei had just stepped on the ground with both feet, before he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a soft laughter came from his ears.

Then, he only felt that a palm was pressing against the inch of his throat.

"Fuck!"

Chu Feifei was stunned, and then cursed furiously.

I saw Xiao Yi standing beside Chu Feifei, with his left hand forming a palm, pressing against Chu Feifei's throat.

"What Qinggong were you just now? How could you be so fast!!!" Chu Feifei suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a hateful voice.

All of this happened too suddenly. I thought I had a chance to win, but it turned around in an instant.

And the opponent's speed just now was too fast, it was simply against common sense!

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly, and said loudly: "Garbage Cultivation Technique, it's not worth mentioning, it's incomparable to a famous sect like yours."

"..."

Chu Feifei was angry, but there was nothing he could do.

After thinking about it, he said unwillingly: "You Qinggong has also entered the room?"

Apart from this explanation, he really couldn't think of why the other party's Movement Technique was so weird just now, and the speed was simply appalling.

He had only seen that kind of abnormal speed in his own father.

As we all know, the longer you practice martial arts, the deeper your proficiency and understanding will become.

Therefore, the people in Martial Forest are divided into several stages: entering the room, proficient in proficiency, reaching the pinnacle, and reaching perfection.

For example, Sword intent and Saber intent belong to the category of entering the room, without decades of accumulation, few people can achieve it.

Of course, this world is not without geniuses, and geniuses that are hard to find through the ages are not included here.

Regarding Chu Feifei's question, Xiao Yi chuckled lightly, but did not answer.

With a little force, he tapped Chu Feifei's neck, and reminded: "Why, you still don't accept it???"

Chu Feifei was a little frustrated at this time, he had always been very confident about his Talent. I didn't expect to be crushed when I came out this time, and it was all-round.

Whether it is Talent or strength, it is slightly inferior.

It made him very sad...

Chu Feifei whispered: "I lost!"

Although he felt uncomfortable, his tone was straightforward and decisive.

Xiao Yi withdrew his hands, stood tall, and looked at the other party with a smile.

"Then when will you give me the knife?"

Hearing this, Chu Feifei was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the previous bet, his face immediately collapsed, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

"Huh? You don't want to renege on your debt, do you?!" Seeing his hesitation, Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

Chu Feifei thought for a while, then tentatively said with a smile: "Xiao Dage, how about changing the conditions?"

"If you don't change it, I want a knife, and it's a knife made by Hidden Sword Villa!" Xiao Yi said decisively.

After a pause, he said again: "Why, you don't want to play tricks, do you?"

Everyone knows that the swords of Hidden Sword Villa are of the highest quality and unrivaled in the world; there is no need to elaborate on the bonus effect of having a Divine Armament sharp weapon on force, and doubling is just the foundation.

Although Hidden Sword Villa only makes swords, what's wrong with you making a knife? Is it that difficult? Who made you lose to me!

Seeing Xiao Yi's determined face, Chu Feifei wailed inwardly...

What can I do with this f*ck, I thought it was a sure thing, but I played it off...

He could already think of his father's furious appearance after this incident happened!

"Oh, it's a big deal to get beaten a few more times!"

Chu Feifei gritted his teeth, swallowed his saliva, and said bitterly: "Who is playing tricks! People in the dignified Hidden Sword Villa will never play tricks!"

Snapped!

Xiao Yi clapped his hands fiercely, and praised: "Okay, awesome! When will Young Master Chu give me the knife?"

"Uh...within ten years..." Chu Feifei said.

"Are you kidding me?" Xiao Yi was furious.

"Then...five years...within five years..." Chu Feifei took a step back and said.

"Does it take that long for a broken knife?" Xiao Yi was very dissatisfied, and asked, he felt that this kid was playing tricks.

Chu Feifei was furious immediately, and roared: "My Hidden Sword Villa will produce broken knives?! Do you know how many processes are required to forge weapons? What materials are needed?"

"I don't know, do I need to know this? All I know is that you owe me a knife!" Xiao Yi shook his head and smiled.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yi pointed to the surrounding people, who were already stunned by the scene just now.

He smiled and said, "Do you know where this is? Do you want Lai Jinyiwei to blame? Tomorrow I will take people to Hidden Sword Villa!"

"Then how long do you want to be?" Chu Feifei looked around at the Jin Yiwei, and said depressedly.

He made a mistake first, and in front of Jin Yiwei, even if his father came, he probably wouldn't be able to hold back his face.

Xiao Yi stretched out a finger and said loudly: "One year!"

After finishing speaking, he said: "If you keep talking nonsense, it will be half a year!"

"..."

Chu Feifei opened his mouth, and immediately swallowed it back.

Just now he was thinking of hiding it from his family and going back to secretly casting it slowly by himself. Now that it's been a year, it's still a fool, and he must ask for help.

"Ugh……"

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