My Divine Diary

The battle began, Feng Yu'er made a secret in her hand, and an ellipsoid-shaped shield that was completely different from the 'Wind Spirit Body Shield' lit up, exuding a faint orange light.

The 'Wind Spirit Body Shield' is a light cyan close-fitting shield. In contrast, Feng Yuer's shield feels high-end.

Without stopping, a short thorn as thick as a finger flew out and circled above her head. After prompting the opponent, he stretched out his finger.

"call out--"

The scream of the short thorn cutting through the air sounded, and it arrived in front of the male disciple's shoulder in the blink of an eye.

Not only was the male disciple protected by a shield, but he was also wearing a protective magical weapon. He was not panicking, ignored Feng Yuer's short stab, and controlled his flying sword to attack Feng Yuer's shield.

This is the most popular fighting method among Qi-entraining disciples - each fights his own.

Whoever breaks the protective shield first is awesome!

Although the male disciple felt defeated, he was not willing to lose just like that. If he wanted to lose, he would have to interact with Feng Yu'er before losing...

However, to his surprise, his flying sword hit Feng Yu'er's shield. The shield was fine, but his protective cover was broken by a short thorn, and the protective magic weapon followed. Later, a hole was poked by a short thorn, and the protective ability was lost. .

Under Feng Yu'er's control, the short thorn paused before penetrating the male disciple, then reversed it and used it as a stick to shoot horizontally, knocking the male disciple away from a distance.

In just one round, the male disciple who had won several games in a row was defeated directly.

"Wow——"

Many people cheered, but more disciples in the Qi-entraining realm couldn't help but feel discouraged: It's so beautiful and so powerful, who can withstand this?

When it was the next challenger's turn to take the stage, five people jumped on him at the same time.

"Brothers, please wait a moment, let me come first!"

"No, no, I'll just come first!"

"I don't think it's appropriate. Junior sister is very powerful. Let me go and find out for the senior brothers first..."

"It's not right, it's not right!"

…

I don’t know how the last five people discussed it.

They were sorted out in order, and then they were all knocked off the stage by Feng Yu'er.

What no one expected was that Feng Yu'er was so powerful, and the short thorn in her hand didn't look like an ordinary magic weapon!

Those disciples who originally thought about how to deal with Shang Feng Yu'er cleverly realized how outrageous their ideas were!

A bit arrogant! Feng Yuer is not only better-looking than them, but her spiritual talent is also much better than theirs.

This is God’s beloved!

The disciples challenged one after another, but were soon knocked off the stage.

Feng Yu'er's short thorn is extremely flexible. She can smash the shield with one poke, and then reverse and sweep it to knock the opponent away and end the battle. The slowest one only needs three more strikes.

There were so many Qi-entraining disciples in the Wind Lineage, but none of them could compete with her.

Soon, the Qi-entraining disciples, who were immersed in the dream of "making the goddess look at them with admiration", seemed to have been poured a spoonful of cold water and regained their consciousness a little.

At this time, most of the disciples on the fourth level of the Qi-entraining Realm have already been on the stage, and there are only less than ten who have not yet fought on the stage.

However, Feng Yu'er was strong and dominant, and the remaining disciples were not dazzled by the beauty. They hesitated a little, hoping that others would go first, consume Feng Yu'er's spiritual power, and then take advantage, and maybe win. Represent the Feng lineage to fight for the order of senior brother.

Just when they were hesitating, a short-haired boy jumped onto the ring and stood in front of Feng Yu'er.

It was Su Hao who jumped onto the stage after seeing that it was almost the same.

Who is this?

After many people saw Su Hao, they asked an inexplicable question and their faces were full of surprise.

It's because of Su Hao's age!

Even though Su Hao has grown rapidly in recent years, his slightly immature face still shows that he is only thirteen or fourteen years old.

The disciples who come to fight in the Qi-Entraining Realm are generally seventeen or eighteen years old, and the oldest disciple is twenty years old. Among these "high school student" disciples, it is still very eye-catching to suddenly sneak in a "first grade" kid.

"who is he?"

"I haven't seen him before, he must be a fifty-sixth generation disciple who has just started for one year!"

"A new disciple is here to join in the fun? Are you here for Feng Yu'er?"

"The nature of food and sex is also~ I think this junior brother has been carried away by lust and has inner demons at work. This junior brother's path to becoming an immortal is destined to be difficult!"

…

Even Feng Yan was surprised and said to the Fengling Fairy: "Little Fengling, why didn't you stop your apprentice?"

The Wind Chime Fairy secretly said, "He's still your younger brother," and then said helplessly: "I've persuaded him. If he wants to go up, let him go! If he doesn't get frustrated, he won't know how to restrain himself."

Su Hao, a monk in the Sanwu Qi Entraining Realm, went up to challenge Feng Yu'er, who was fully armed. Wasn't he just feeling uncomfortable?

Feng Yan nodded in agreement and said, "You really should let the baby be frustrated, otherwise he will suffer hardship after he leaves the school."

Except for Feng Cheng, no one thought Su Hao could win. Most of the people stared wide-eyed, waiting for Su Hao to use some posture to fly out of the ring. Including Wind Chime Fairy and Feng Yan, they were waiting for a good show, and then used it to 'educate' Su Hao to be down-to-earth and not to aim too high.

Feng Cheng shouted with excitement: "Brother Feng Wei, come on! Defeat the little fairy and become the number one master in the Qi Entraining Realm!"

The people around looked at Feng Cheng, a disciple with some abnormal brains, in surprise, and took a few steps away to prevent others from thinking it was them who shouted.

After Su Hao came to the stage, he bowed to Feng Yu'er in a polite manner. Scholar Feng Yu'er introduced himself: "I'm Feng Wei, come here to challenge me. If you offend me, please forgive me!"

After saying that, Su Hao moved his fingers, and a layer of light blue shield appeared, protecting Su Hao's whole body.

Feng Yu'er raised her eyebrows, obviously remembering that this was exactly what she said. She looked at the handsome junior brother in front of her and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

Feng Yuer reminded: "Junior brother, be careful!"

He raised his hand to make a seal and pointed at Su Hao.

"call out--"

The short thorn flashed across like a shooting star and arrived in front of Su Hao in the blink of an eye.

Just when everyone thought that Su Hao would be swept away by the flying thorn, the flying thorn suddenly flew past Su Hao's side.

"???"

Most of the Qi-entraining realm disciples didn't see it clearly, but in a blink of an eye, the short-haired junior brother was still standing on the same spot, while the stream of light containing the 'flying thorn' had already flown away.

Their first reaction was 'missed'! The second reaction was that Feng Yu'er was 'letting go'!

The first reaction was okay, but if it was the second...

The disciples immediately realized that something was wrong. If Feng Yuer let go, what would this mean? It shows that Feng Yuer is merciful! He had been merciless when fighting so many disciples just now, but now he was merciless when facing a much younger boy!

'Oops! Feng Yuer actually likes tender ones? ’ A group of disciples with illusions felt that the sky was falling.

Of course, there were many people who could see clearly. The high-level monks who were watching the game could basically see clearly the trajectory of the thorn and Su Hao's movements.

But this inconsistent painting style made them concentrate, frowned, and secretly said: "Did some spells be cast? Why didn't I feel it?"

Feng Yan said in surprise: "Little Feng Ling, my brother and your apprentice react very quickly! They can avoid this!"

Feng Ling explained: "Feng Wei said that he had practiced mortal martial arts before he started, and he was very good at it. He moved around naturally as he pleased. I said how dare he go up to challenge Feng Yu'er, and I almost forgot that he still had this to rely on."

Feng Yan showed a clear look: "That's it!"

Feng Cheng waved his fist fiercely, and his neck became thick with excitement: "Senior brother must win! I knew that senior brother is the most powerful!"

Feng Yu'er on the stage was a little surprised when she saw that her attack failed, but she didn't care. If she failed once, she would do it again. If she failed again, she would do it three times...

She hooked her finger, turned the direction of the short thorn, and fired at a faster speed than Su Hao, tearing the air and leaving a harsh scream.

Su Hao turned his wrist and finished the three spells, activating the second spell 'Wandering Wind Light Body Technique'!

Su Hao's body was slightly shone with light, and a strong wind enveloped Su Hao. Su Hao's feet staggered slightly, his body seemed to sway, and he once again avoided the short thorns shot from the side.

"???" A group of monks in the Qi Entrainment Realm stared wide-eyed, still unable to see clearly what Su Hao had avoided.

"It's definitely Feng Yu'er who has lost her temper!"

The knowledgeable monk immediately noticed the key.

Feng Hua, known as the ‘Feng Feixing’, uttered two words: “Prejudgment!”