Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

Zhou Yun felt very uncomfortable at the moment.

He was sure what method the other party used, and he probably knew what it was.

The opponent is a Four Realm monk. Even in the early stage, he is a Four Realm monk and must have Divine Ability.

Although he had been on guard throughout the entire fight, the eight Grotto-Heaven incarnations, including the flowing water that maintained these four, were all to deal with her Divine Ability, and at the same time, he was constantly observing and defending with his spiritual sense.

But in the end, he was tricked?

What exactly is the opponent's Divine Ability?

He didn't even notice it.

The sudden angina pectoris made him a little scared now.

It was as if at that moment, the other party's heart was pinched hard and squeezed continuously.

Also, what exactly is she practicing?

From the beginning to the end, the other party only relied on the spiritual power of the realm to deal with him, including the current continuous suppression.

There are no moves, no spells, and no weapons.

It's just a simple spiritual method.

The pressure came instantly.

To lose.

With this thought, Zhou Yun no longer held back and gave up all defenses. The spiritual swords transformed from Grotto-Heaven came out together, and the flowing water sword became sharp, and he began to attack desperately.

However, Liu Bairong was not in a hurry, and his majestic spiritual power continued to pour out to resolve the offensive.

The surrounding water flow is no longer silent, and countless spiritual swords use the flowing water as a carrier to shoot out from all directions.

Although it can't determine the outcome, it can still cause some trouble for Liu Bairong.

The situation began to become increasingly tense.

The two sides have exchanged hundreds of moves, but now it seems that no one can do anything to the other.

"Isn't this Liu Bairong a representative of Hokusai Academy? Why don't you see any academy methods that speak the truth?"

"I'm more concerned about how she can fight back and forth with Zhou Yun who is full of sword intent with just her spiritual power. Is there really such a big difference between the early stage of the Fourth Realm and the peak of the Three Realms?"

"It's indeed a bit strange. A third-level sword cultivator with such perfect sword intent, even a fourth-level genius, shouldn't be so leisurely. I'm afraid her spiritual power is mixed with other things. It seems to be just spiritual power, but in fact it's mixed with magic. Law. This is nothing unusual.”

Just when the confrontation was getting fierce, suddenly, Zhou Yun's long blue sword swayed in his hand, and he suddenly changed his moves, ignoring Liu Bairong's offensive, and raised the sword diagonally.

He had planned this sword move for a long time, and the sword move he used was the second move in the famous Nanxi Sword Sect's Breaking Waves Sword Technique - Picking the Waves.

If the first style of Falling Flowers and Flowing Water is an all-round range attack with no blind spots, then this wave-raising attack is a powerful and heavy single attack.

As for Liu Bairong's spiritual attack, he completely ignored it and made it clear that he would exchange injuries for injuries.

In everyone's opinion, this move is almost the right answer.

There was nothing wrong with Zhou Yun's judgment. After fighting for so long, he also realized the fact that there was a gap in strength between the two sides.

With the blessing of Perfect Sword Intent, he couldn't even take advantage of a fight. If he continued, he would only be unable to hold on.

Besides...the other party still has Divine Ability. If you give him a shot at the critical moment like he did at the beginning...you will lose if you don't want to lose.

On the other hand, Liu Bairong was using her bare hands after all, so it would not be an advantage for her to trade injuries like this.

Therefore, according to common sense, she should avoid the spotlight for the time being.

And while he continued to attack, he also had constant layouts.

In his sword intention, there are four words: water drops can penetrate rocks. Once the opponent is made to avoid the sword, he can instantly detonate all the sword intention.

And that is the killing move that determines victory or defeat with one sword!

Poof!

It was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the body.

The red blood surged like a fountain.

The wave-raising move really stirred up a huge sword energy, dragging the sword light - but it hit the air.

Zhou Yun had a look of disbelief on his face, slowly lowered his head and looked at the blood cloud exploding on his chest.

There is an exquisite dagger.

The dagger that appeared out of nowhere seemed to suddenly break through the void and stab his chest open.

The speed was so fast that even Cheng Shuanglin in the cloud did not react.

"you lose."

Liu Bairong's calm voice sounded, and she pulled out the dagger and placed it on his neck.

Cheng Shuanglin also appeared at this time, holding one hand on the dagger, his face darkened.

If it had been a life-and-death showdown just now, Liu Bairong would have wiped Zhou Yun's neck.

Zhou Yun turned his head mechanically and looked at the dagger.

The stained blood is so dazzling.

"When did you..."

"You are very powerful." Liu Bairong suddenly interrupted him: "I have never underestimated the genius here."

The two unrelated words made Zhou Yun silent. Finally, he sighed and asked no more questions.

If you lose, you lose.

Cheng Shuanglin looked at her deeply.

He already had some guesses about the woman Kong Qi brought.

"Liu Bairong, wins."

In the stands, Su Liang frowned.

He suddenly regretted letting Chen Huaiyu go to the finals.

The final teleportation is her Divine Ability.

The previous moment of energy was a blinding trick.

Su Liang thought about many possible fighting methods for Liu Bairong, but he didn't expect... that the opponent was an assassin.

Under the shroud of spiritual thoughts, he 'saw' all the other party's movements and even emotions.

Calm.

When Zhou Yun was about to land his ultimate move, he was forced to use his Divine Ability and teleport away.

A descendant of a noble family in Zhongzhou... he is really powerful.

If Zhou Yun had replaced himself on the stage... he would definitely not be able to lose, but the formation's trump card would probably be impossible to hide.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about me?"

Chen Huaiyu's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Su Liang's thinking.

"It's not that...her Divine Ability, have you seen it?"

Chen Huaiyu shook his head: "I didn't see clearly. The teleportation was too fast."

"..."

Also, even a sword cultivator at the peak of the Sixth Realm like Cheng Shuanglin didn't notice it immediately.

"Are you...worried about me?"

Chen Huaiyu asked immediately, with a slight smile and surprise in his eyes.

"Ah...yes, if you lose, I will lose ten of my top-quality spiritual stones. Those are my possessions that I have saved for a long time."

"Hey, hair, hair, why are you pulling my hair? It hurts..."

After Chen Huaiyu shook for a while, he let go expressionlessly: "Nothing, there are insects, I will help you catch them."

Su Liang: (°ー°〃)

If you listen to this, do you believe it yourself?

"gone back."

Just when Su Liang wanted to say something more, a voice suddenly came, interrupting the spell casting.

Li Simiao appeared in front of the two of them with an expressionless face.

He said he didn't have any expression, but he always felt that Li Simiao's eyes glanced at him with some kind of... scrutiny?

If Chen Shiyi were here, he would probably blurt out: "Yes, yes, that's the look in the mother-in-law's eyes."

Chen Huaiyu rarely spoke at this time, and his eyes were a little evasive.

Yesterday I told Li Simiao how happy I was when I told her that I had a surprise for her today, but now I feel so embarrassed.

Li Simiao took in all her little movements and looked at Su Liang carefully.

Smiling in my heart.

These two people...