"Hmph! I knew you were a coward, someone who bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong!" I didn't expect Wandong to be so straightforward and got out of the way on the spot. Not only did Leng Yuecui not feel relieved, but he held his breath even more and cursed in a sweet voice.
Wandong snorted lightly and said calmly, "Classmate Leng, we have moved out of the way, you can leave."
"You..." Looking at Wandong's calm expression, Leng Yuecui suddenly felt that she was a bit like a shrew. Isn't it true? Compared to others' generosity and accommodation, I am aggressive, arrogant, and unyielding. What is she if she is not a shrew
It was obvious that she had the upper hand, but Leng Yuecui felt more and more depressed that she was at a disadvantage and was being played. Looking back at the audience around her, someone pointed at her from time to time, which made Leng Yuecui feel even more guilty.
"You... just wait for me!" Leng Yuecui felt more and more awkward and knew that she could not stay any longer, otherwise this person would have to be thrown to her grandma's house. He glared at Wan Dong fiercely, scolded him in a low voice, and left in a hurry.
Seeing Leng Yuecui's furious look, Wu Yang finally figured it out and gave Wan Dong a thumbs up, his face full of admiration. Only this time, it was no longer just a compliment, but more sincere.
In fact, Wan Dong really wanted to deal with Leng Yuecui, but he didn't have the ability. He took a look and saw, good guy, this Leng Yuecui is so young, but he is already at the third level of Qi cultivation. When he arrived at Qingyun Martial Arts Academy, Wandong suddenly discovered that he, the number one genius in Tiandu Kingdom, seemed not as valuable as he thought.
Wan Dong is only at a level equivalent to the peak of the first level of Qi. If he takes action against Leng Yuecui, he will be asking for trouble. In desperation, she chose this method to shut up Leng Yuecui!
Although the effect was good, the anger in Wandong's stomach did not decrease much.
"Why are you!?" Wan Dong and Wu Yang were about to move forward when Leng Yuecui's slightly sharp and angry voice suddenly sounded from behind them.
Wan Dong was curious, who did Miss Leng get into trouble with again
Before Wandong could look back, Wu Yang beside him exclaimed, "Boss, it's going to be bad! It's that stinky bitch!"
Wan Dong frowned and looked back. Sure enough, Wu Yang's sister Wu Yue was looking at Leng Yuecui, holding a three-foot-long sword. Wu Yue's sword was hidden in a simple scabbard. Although he couldn't see it clearly, Wan Dong felt keenly that a trace of cold air was coming out of the scabbard. Obviously, it was not ordinary. sword.
"Huh? How come they two are facing each other?" Wandong knew that Wu Yue came to the School of Formation to find him, but looking at the expressions of Wu Yue and Leng Yuecui, it seemed that they were not having much trouble with each other.
"Oh! I remembered it! Leng Yuecui was originally ranked 100 on the Qingyun Ranking. My sister must have defeated her to get on the Qingyun Ranking. It's over, it's over, if she knows that I am Wu Yue's younger brother , it would be strange if I didn’t get tortured to death by her..."
"Haha... No wonder Leng Yuecui is so angry. It turns out he lost his ranking on the Qingyun Ranking." Wan Dong said with a smile, ignoring Wu Yang who was about to cry.
"Who asked you to come to the Array Academy?" Leng Yuecui stared at Wu Yue with eyes that were about to spit out fire.
Wu Yue is about the same age as Leng Yuecui, and her appearance is similar, but not as cold as Leng Yuecui, and a little more charming and charming. A pair of willow-leaf eyebrows twitch slightly, giving off a seductive charm. If she grows up in the future, she will definitely be a stunner.
Wu Yue held the long sword, looked at Leng Yuecui with a smile, and said lightly, "This law school is not your family, why can't I come?"
"You... you just can't come, I won't allow you to come!" Leng Yuecui was probably furious. She put her hands on her waist and shouted angrily at Wu Yue.
"Giggle... I'm sorry, I have a habit of never paying attention to what my defeated generals say." Wu Yue was ruthless enough, and she stabbed Leng Yuecui's wound.
"Who did you say was your defeated general? If you dare, say it again!" With Leng Yuecui's temper, how could he not explode? The slender jade finger pointed at the black moon angrily, making her delicate body tremble with anger.
Compared to Leng Yuecui's rage, Wu Yue's smile was as bright as a flower, and it was getting brighter and brighter.
"Leng Yuecui, you are no longer a child. You must know how to accept reality, do you understand?"
"Don't teach me a lesson, you don't have the qualifications! If I hadn't been careless, you are only at the second level of Qi, how could you possibly defeat me, who is at the third level of Qi?"
The smile on Wu Yue's face faded and she said, "So, you are not convinced?"
"Of course you won't accept it! If you have the ability, fight me again!"
Wu Yue snorted and said, "That's fine! I'll let you give up completely, so that you don't have to go to the teacher and make noise again, which makes people bored!"
After saying that, Wu Yue flicked her wrist slightly, and the scabbard wrapped around the long sword immediately flew out handsomely. Like a frost-like long sword, in the sun, the silver light flickered, piercing the eyes. It was indeed not the case. An ordinary long sword.
"Leng Yuecui, don't you still use weapons?"
Leng Yuecui sneered and scolded, "For you, a fleshy palm is enough!"
"Arrogant! Look at the sword!" Wu Yue scolded coldly, and the sword edge quickly turned into a ray of silver light, stabbing Leng Yuecui like lightning.
Leng Yuecui's use of palm against sword is not arrogant. What she is best at is palm technique. Seeing Wu Yue stabbing her with a sword, she gave a sweet shout in her mouth, and a pair of jade palms immediately danced gracefully, moving her graceful figure, which was very pleasing to the eye.
The more beautiful things in nature are, the more poisonous they are! These words are very appropriate when applied to Leng Yuecui's palm technique. Along with Leng Yuecui's graceful palm movements, a biting murderous aura filled the air. Wandong was slightly surprised by the offensive launched by Leng Yuecui, who was at the third level of Qi. If we talk about cultivation alone, Wu Yue is indeed weaker than Leng Yuecui.
It’s just that Wu Yue is learning the famous Brawl Sword Technique. Once it is launched, sand and rocks will fly, and the sword will move the sky. The domineering sword moves and sword intent will fly everywhere, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, often without waiting for the cold. Yue Cui's palm force pushed forward, but was blown away by the strong wind.
Looking at his sister who was surrounded by swords and unable to splash water, Wu Yang's eyes were full of envy, and he said to Wandong, "Boss, how are you? Our family's fighting swordsmanship is not just for bragging, right?"
If you look at it from the perspective of the small world, this fighting swordsmanship can definitely be regarded as a superior swordsmanship, but in the big world of Taoism, it is difficult to even become a master of fighting swordsmanship. Especially when Wandong poured Dao Qi into his eyes, the so-called essence of the fighting swordsmanship suddenly disappeared, leaving only chaos and flaws.
Seeing Wu Yang's eyes full of pride and pride, Wan Dong was too embarrassed to hit him and nodded vaguely. (To be continued)