"Today, I will definitely not lose." Zhuo Li said.
"Just give it a try and try your best." Feng Xingying told the people in her legion.
It seems that Feng Xingying doesn’t have enough confidence
Is she still the same Feng Xingying as yesterday, who refused to admit defeat and give up
How do you feel? You've become a different person
Yes, a changed person!
Even the way of fighting has changed.
When Feng Xingying and the Star Shadow Army truly cooperated with each other, when the Star Shadow Army rhythmically tore apart Zhuo Li's small world, Feng Xingying transformed into a silver spear and flashed with white light.
Feng Xingying, who transformed into an ice butterfly, was holding an ice blue sword in his hand.
A sword seals the throat, and the sword energy rushes into the sky.
Jin Feng watched with excitement.
"This is the secret of swords! From today on, I, Jin Feng, will no longer be the number one sword king."
Zhuo Li stood blankly under the Spirit Fighting Platform, letting the wind blow across his face, feeling cold in his heart.
In today's battle, he really lost, and he lost miserably!
If we talk about yesterday, Feng Xingying relied on a spiritual beast to break through his spiritual power cover by surprise and gave him a fatal blow. It was a fluke and could not be replicated.
Today, Feng Xingying and her Xingying Legion had already formed a set of tactics, fighting boldly and pressing forward step by step until they sent him off.
The whole process took less than one-third of the time it took yesterday.
After the battle, Feng Xingying still said the same thing: "Continue tomorrow."
At this time, Zhuo Li was completely dumbfounded, and he even lost the courage to continue going up tomorrow.
"Tomorrow, let's change people." Ye Huohuo said.
Zhuo Li didn't have anything to say. His eyes just stayed on Feng Xingying's retreating back. As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to still be able to see the translucent snow-white ice butterfly after Feng Xingying's spiritual transformation. , shining with divine light, her sword had no warmth, but was terrifyingly accurate.
"Junior Brother Zhuo, you don't have to worry too much. Feng Xingying is different from others. She is a fellow practitioner of Ling and Wu, so she naturally has some weird abilities."
In the crowd, a resentful gaze stared at Feng Xingying until she could no longer be seen.
"Eldest brother, third sister, father, mother, grandmother, this freak is too powerful. What should Yi'er do? Yi'er has worked very hard, but she is too powerful. I'm afraid Yi'er will never be able to avenge you in this life. "Two tears couldn't help falling from the girl's eyes.
"Miss Feng, my master invites you to come." Suddenly a voice came into her ears.
"You called me? Why?" There was a trace of vigilance on the girl's face.
"My master said that she knows everything about you, and she is the only person in the world who can help you." The stout man replied.
The girl glanced at him and decided to follow him.
The place he took her to was a secluded place in the back mountain, where stood a woman whose whole body was shrouded in white light.
"Who are you?"
The woman in white Shi Shiran said:
"You don't need to know who I am, but I know that your name is Feng Yueyi. You were born in the Feng family of the Dali Kingdom. You awakened the spiritual power of the Eight Star Wood at the age of five. You were recruited by the Spiritual Training Academy. You became a Xuanling Master after nine years of enrollment. Am I right?"
"So what? Everyone who knows me knows that."
"No, the people around you don't know. They saw that you were in the genius class of the Spiritual Spiritual Academy since you were a child, and they just thought you were a noble daughter of some aristocratic family. I'm afraid you don't have the courage to tell them the truth, right?"
Feng Yueyi remained silent.
Her origin is indeed much lower than those of the nobles from the spiritual family.