Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

Chapter 35 Hello, Third Senior Brother

Hokusai Academy was victorious.

After Zhou Xi was defeated, Cheng Shuanglin came forward in person, told the onlookers to disperse, and spoke to Kong Qi.

"Tomorrow my new swordsmanship disciple from Nanxi Sword Sect will come. That's it for today."

Kong Qi, who had already gained momentum, did not continue and nodded in agreement.

The purpose has been achieved.

He, a second-level mid-level disciple of Hokusai Academy, could defeat the second-level peak talent of Nanxi Sword Sect across two short steps, or he could win in such a "humorous" and almost playful way, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

Kong Qi now wanted to go back to the academy to dig out a jar of Bailihong from his backyard and drink it.

As for the results of today's competition, I believe that after he sends the results back to the academy, the dean will know how to deal with them.

The disagreement between the two sects is not a secret. As long as it is an honest thing, why can't it be made public?

The disciples who were watching were also very silent, especially those who had been in the sect for some years.

The honor of the sect is taken very seriously by them.

Especially with an unparalleled genius like the senior brother in the lead, from top to bottom, they focus on being proud, indulgent and unwilling to admit defeat.

Let those rotten scholars from Hokusai Academy block the gate of the sect and fight for a whole day without defeat?

It can be said to be quite uncomfortable.

But there was no good solution for a while.

If the opponent is an individual martial artist, a swordsman or a magician, or even a puppet master or a beast master, they will dare to fight. Moreover, the powerful disciples of Canglong Peak of Zixiao Peak can also fight professionally.

But he is a dream master... This kind of method of inducing dreaming is really difficult to compete with at the same level.

Even the second-level peak mind master lost...and the defeat was so frustrating.

When he was about to win the game, he was deceived by the opponent's illusion and took the initiative to admit defeat.

The whole process spread to the ears of every Nanxi Sword Sect disciple almost effortlessly, and also fell in the ears of Qin Nian.

Xiaolianfeng, Nanzhai courtyard.

"Ah? I'll go kill that second realm tomorrow...what's going on?"

"Dream Master." Su Liang lay on the rocking chair, leisurely and contented.

"Oh, yes, a dream master... Master, what is a dream master? Does he hypnotize people?"

Fang Gui on the side also looked at Su Liang curiously.

"Oh, junior brother, you are also curious."

Su Liang sat up.

This newly recruited junior fellow apprentice is almost the same as a dull boy, except that he talks a few words more when he is doing food, and usually takes a detour when seeing him, as if he wants to do something to him, which makes Su Liang speechless.

Fang Gui nodded and leaned behind Qin Nian unconsciously.

"This dream master will drag you into the dream he made up, poison you and beat you until you have a mental breakdown. Of course, the more powerful ones can also penetrate into your heart, make up dreams within dreams, find out your weaknesses, and make up dreams to make you I lost my mind and became possessed.”

"It doesn't hurt the human form, but hurts the spirit. It's very difficult to deal with."

"But if you have cultivated your spiritual power, tempered your spiritual thoughts, or practiced with souls, ghosts and gods, you still have ways to deal with him."

After listening to Su Liang's explanation, Qin Nian didn't understand even more and pointed at himself: "So why do you ask me to fight him... I can only use a sword..."

"It's enough to know how to use a sword." Su Liang lay back down again.

Qin Nian was even more confused.

On the contrary, Fang Gui, who was on the side, asked in a low voice: "Third... Third senior brother wants to ask Sister Qin Nian to stab him with the sword first."

"Yo ho."

Su Liang said for the second time, "Not bad, not bad, my junior brother is very savvy, come here and let me rua rua."

Fang Gui, who originally stood up, quickly retreated.

No matter how stupid Qin Nian is, he understands now.

"Master means to draw the sword first before he pulls me into a dream?"

"That's right."

"Master... you didn't read the battle report on the command stone, right... Someone has already tried this method today."

"The flying sword of the sword cultivator in the late second realm, just took out the sheath and flew about ten meters before disappearing. I'm going one realm at a time..."

"What's wrong with the first realm? You are the Universal Truth of Yin Yuan, and the sword is perfect."

"Having said that..."

Su Liang glanced at her lightly: "If you can't even do this well, what else can you talk about?"

Qin Nian was stunned.

Su Liang sighed: "Think carefully, is there any complementarity between the Wind Transformation Sword Art and your sword intention... It seems that I have been too gentle to you recently, which is why you are now unable to even use your own strength. There is no correct understanding.”

After saying this, Su Liang opened a feather fan and fell asleep.

...

Early on the next morning, the competition stage in the center of the sword training square was filled with people.

There are more people coming today than yesterday, and the number of disciples from the Third Realm has risen sharply.

There is already a shadow in the center of the field.

In other words, Wu Mianyu never left the competition stage from beginning to end.

Above the competition stage, Kong Qi looked at Cheng Shuanglin, who had arrived late, with a smile on his face: "Old Cheng, are we here yet? Why don't we go on stage early and finish early."

A completely different attitude from yesterday.

Cheng Shuanglin glanced at him sideways: "Are you so impatient?"

"That's natural." Kong Qi nodded, and then sighed: "After all, Luo Zijin is too powerful, and none of the younger generation has any fighting spirit."

"Haha, how come a fifteen-year-old second-level dream master can give your Hokusai Academy a second spring?"

After selectively ignoring the sarcasm in Cheng Shuanglin's tone, Kong Qi said seriously, "At least it's better than nothing."

Cheng Shuanglin glanced at him in surprise.

"There's no need to be so surprised. I know you didn't expect me to say this so easily, but blind denial is not the solution to the problem."

Kong Qi paused, then raised his hand and placed a spiritual shield around him, blocking out the sound from inside and outside.

Cheng Shuanglin gave him a puzzled look: "What do you want to do?"

"Lao Cheng. I think you should know that the rules of this four-sect competition have been changed, right? I can tell you responsibly that Hokusai Academy voted against it at the beginning."

After saying this, Kong Qi removed his spiritual shield and said to Cheng Shuanglin with a smile on his face, as if he deliberately raised his voice: "How about it, Lao Cheng, the bet I just made to you is not bad, right? "

Cheng Shuanglin looked at Kong Qi seriously. After a brief pause, he said one word: "Get out."

When Kong Qi saw this, he felt relieved and made a backhand laugh.

"If you don't want to bet, then you won't bet."

"But what about your genius disciple? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

Cheng Shuanglin took a moment, thinking about the assurance given by Su Liang that bastard yesterday, and began to feel a little unsure.

Is this little brat oversleeping again?

This is no small matter.

The topic "Nanxi Sword Sect was defeated by a talented disciple of Beizhai Academy for a whole day without defeat" has spread rapidly, and the popularity has reached the top ten in Dongzhou's knowledge list, and it continues to rise.

If you can't win today, you will be completely defeated.

If there is a complete defeat, I am afraid that there will be rumors in the future that except for Luo Zijin, the other disciples of Nanxi Sword Sect are not as good as the genius of Beizhai Academy.

Not a good thing.

Just when Kong Qi was about to urge him again, the crowd of people watching below suddenly became much quieter, and then they could see a very interesting sight.

"Third Senior Brother!"

"Good morning, Third Senior Brother. Have you eaten, Third Senior Brother?"

"Hello, Third Senior Brother! Third Senior Brother, if you go this way, you can go directly to the front row to watch the battle."

A bunch of disciples who had been in the second and third realms for some years were all smiling, nodding and bowing to Su Liang, while the new disciples who were farther away, Monk Zhang Er, were confused.

Who is this person? He has such a high profile? Why does he still look familiar?

Does it look familiar? Of course it does. Su Liang not only set up a fortune-telling stall, but was also driven around the streets by Elder Chen. It's hard not to look familiar.

Qin Nian, who was following Su Liang, looked shocked.

Didn't Master Luo say that Master has a bad reputation? Why are these people so respectful?

what's the situation?

Unable to figure it out, she could only walk forward along the road separated by the crowd.

She still had a bamboo sword on her waist.

In Su Liang's words - it's just a competition, the bamboo sword is enough.

It was very pretentious, but there was nothing she could do.

Who made him the master?

In addition to the bamboo sword, there was also a colorful ribbon, one end tied to her left wrist, and the other end was held by Fang Gui.

Fang Gui, who was wearing a blindfold, was led like this.

In Su Liang's words - the purple and black eyes are too ostentatious and not attractive to the public.

Well... Qin Nian glanced around without leaving any trace.