Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

This is the last day.

Prefecture-level High Grade Golden Lotus Seed, who will get it?

No matter what, this is a showdown that is full of focus.

People in the venue came very early, and many of them never left the venue at all and waited all night.

Many veteran disciples who heard the news came to watch the ceremony.

Not everyone is a genius and can enter the Third Realm in their twenties. Most of them rely on age.

Achieving the three realms at the age of twenty-five or six is ​​considered a very good existence to the outside world.

In the early stage of the Fourth Realm versus the Peak of the Three Realms, the latter understood the power of the sword, and the former gained the Divine Ability. No one dared to say who would win or lose.

After all, the gap between the fourth realm and the first three realms is really too big.

If Su Liang enters the final, almost everyone will think Liu Bairong will win.

He is also a genius, and there has never been a precedent for the second realm to defeat the fourth realm head-on without relying on magic weapon formations that are too much beyond his own.

Even if he understands the power of the sword, it won't work.

If the three realms are the first threshold of spiritual practice, then the four realms are the first mountain.

Su Liang arrived very early. After sorting out his next itinerary, it was already dawn.

Chen Huaiyu sat obediently next to Li Simiao and cast a glance at him after he appeared.

Su Liang came to Li Simiao's side very skillfully and greeted Li Simiao politely.

Li Simiao nodded slightly, indicating that he had seen it before.

Neither enthusiasm nor indifference.

There's a sense of 'just talk and leave me alone'.

After sitting down smoothly, Su Liangcai noticed that Chen Huaiyu's dress was slightly different today.

Especially the big red rose on her head has disappeared at this time.

Are you putting it away in advance because you are afraid that it will be damaged later?

Chen Huaiyu's dress today really needs to be more refined.

But the tone has not changed, it is still Dahongpao.

Perhaps because Su Liang had been looking at him for a long time, Chen Huaiyu finally couldn't help it. He turned around, supported his head with one hand, looked at him again, narrowed his eyes slightly, blinked his slender eyelashes, and asked: "Who taught you to stare like this? Watching it with girls?"

At his side, Li Simiao tilted his head slightly, pretending not to hear.

He didn't know if it was Su Liang's misunderstanding, but he felt that Chen Huaiyu's aura had returned to a few days ago, to the moment when she came to investigate.

Don't dare to look directly.

Su Liang's eyes averted, and his eyes looked like those of a sly eyebrow.

"Just... take a look."

"Then do you think other girls are like this?"

"Nothing."

"Oh? Then I'm the only one like this? What, do you have a problem with me?"

Does Miss Chen have such a strong desire to attack today?

Li Simiao tilted his head to prevent his suppressed smile from being noticed by the two of them.

"Why...you want to...get my attention?"

After Chen Huaiyu finished reading this sentence, he couldn't hold himself any longer.

What Master taught her last night, what is dominant and preconceived, is it really useful?

Why does she just want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into?

Su Liang glanced at her silently, and then glanced at Li Simiao without leaving any trace.

Hmm... He remembered that in the last year, he had sent her the semi-finished work of the so-called "Urban Overlord" written by the fifth junior brother.

After sighing silently, Su Liang said: "Didn't you say you wanted to write a letter to me?"

The sudden change of topic caught Chen Huaiyu by surprise.

That's not how the script was written.

But... it doesn't matter anymore. She has finally come to her senses. If she really wants to follow the script given by her master... I'm afraid she won't be willing to face Su Liang again all day long.

"Well... I haven't thought about it yet. Just wait."

Su Liang nodded: "There's no rush."

The topic ended here. After that, the two of them had their own thoughts, but no one spoke first.

Li Simiao, who was originally prepared to watch the excitement, suddenly felt bored.

It's better to go to old man Xun to settle the score.

Although...she had beaten him several times.

As time went by, the venue was quickly filled with seats, and there were so many people who came. Those who had no seats sat in the aisles, in small groups, and no one wanted to stay far away to watch.

Not long after, red-haired Cheng Shuanglin appeared on the scene.

"It seems it's your turn to play."

"ah?"

"So fast?"

Chen Huaiyu, who was distracted, looked up blankly.

It really is.

So, Chen Huaiyu stood up, and just as he was about to take a step, he seemed to remember something, looked down at Su Liang, and said.

"Shall I go up?"

Su Liang looked up.

The girl at this moment was dazzling.

"Yeah. Come on." Su Liang nodded.

This time, Chen Huaiyu was satisfied.

Also standing up with her was Liu Bairong.

The two figures flashed and walked onto the ring.

There was no opening remarks and no pre-game declaration. As Cheng Shuanglin "began" to leave, the Golden Lotus Meeting that spread throughout Dongzhou finally came to an end.

The sword fell instantly, and the invisible pressure surged away like a tide, making Liu Bairong couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Your sword power is already natural, right? Have you ever tried to form a sword domain?"

Chen Huaiyu's cold expression did not change, and his words were full of indifference: "It's still a little bit worse."

Liu Bairu nodded, "It's amazing."

The pressure brought to her by the opponent's sword force was extremely strong. Compared with Zhou Yun's perfect flowing sword force yesterday, it was a world of difference.

A cold light flashed, and the dagger fell into her hand.

Almost at the same time, a sword energy was slashed out of the air by Chen Huaiyu, and the whole person disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he came behind Liu Bairong and slashed with another sword at a faster speed. This was not the end. He was attacked from the front and back, and a The white light fell from his head as if it had been deliberate for a long time.

Falling Cloud Sword Technique.

In a few words with Liu Bairong, Chen Huaiyu had already taken the lead.

Get the upper hand.

Liu Bairong ignored the sword energy before and after, and glanced at the spirit sword above her head indifferently. She did not back away, and the dagger in her hand was held behind her back. When the three sword energy was about to fall, her shoulders shook, and she drew a semicircle diagonally upward, like a half-circle. Like the crescent moon, using force to borrow strength, the majestic spiritual power exploded, thus breaking the situation.

For such a skill, many people in the stands could not help but praise him.

Chen Huaiyu didn't care at all. He stepped in front of her and struck out with the Bai Nian sword in his hand like a long whip. The sword power gathered together and even caused a brief sonic boom.

Keng!

The swords clashed.

Liu Bairong's figure dodged, bent one elbow, and used his dagger to resist the sword.

For a moment, the two of them were very close to each other, their eyes facing each other.

The brief stalemate and silence are the precursors of the coming storm.

The sword blade and dagger separated, and the next moment, the two figures disappeared.

There were bursts of explosions in the air.

That was the noise caused by the fight between the two.

The swords are violent, with fierce intent, and they are constantly colliding.

The final victory or defeat has begun.