On the grass beside the stream, the withered yellow grass leaves swayed slightly.
The corners of Zhou Baoer's eyes twitched, thinking: This person is really thick-skinned.
Murong Feng didn't realize what Zhou Baoer was thinking? continued to answer.
"Of course my knife was specially made by me. I even drew the design drawings myself. Look, isn't it particularly beautiful?"
Listening to this showy tone, Zhou Baoer curled his lips secretly.
Since that knife was made by someone, it has nothing to do with innate ability.
Thinking of this, she asked him next.
"I see that you are quite strong. Are you born with strong strength?"
Murong Feng rolled his eyes gloomily and said.
"Little sister, do you think everyone has such a talent as innate divine power? I got it through practice, not something I was born with."
It turned out that Zhou Baoer had no natural talent for divine power. He shook his head secretly and asked again.
"So, you have practiced martial arts."
Murong Feng nodded in response and heard Zhou Baoer ask again.
"Where did your martial arts skills come from? Who taught you?"
Murong Feng's mind was filled with dark thoughts and he said helplessly.
"Little sister, I still say that, you have so many problems. I will not tell you this secret. The only thing I can tell you is that my master is not in this world."
The person who taught Murong Feng martial arts has gone. No wonder no one taught him step by step, so he made such a big mistake. He killed his entire family and devoured his relatives. Not many people in the world could tolerate him.
"I've asked all my questions, now we can get started."
Zhou Baoer said something to Murong Feng, then turned to look at He Tingxiao and gave instructions.
"Brother Tingxiao, go over and fight with him."
"Okay, boss."
He Tingxiao giggled, ran up with the thick stick in his hand, and hit Murong Feng directly on the head.
It’s really strange. Aren’t men superior to women in this world? Why is it that the younger girl is still the leader, but the older boy is obedient to that girl's orders.
Before Murong Feng could think deeply, a strong wind blew towards his face. He sneered, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed across it without hesitation.
On the other side of the clearing, near the forest, a group of people nervously held their hands. They finally started fighting, and I didn’t know who would win or lose.
During the exchange of weapons, Murong Feng originally thought that this tall boy would be pulled out by him. After all, after a period of practice, his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people.
However, what he never expected was that the opponent's strength was not small. The feeling like a big stone pressing down on him made him grit his teeth tightly and never let go at all.
Seeing that Murong Feng had been suppressed by him, He Tingxiao giggled again. That smug look is really undesirable to look at.
At this moment, Murong Feng drew out his sword and jumped to the side.
He Tingxiao felt that there was no strength in front of him, so he staggered forward and almost fell into the creek.
Murong Feng's eyes flashed and he said.
"So you are born with divine power. No wonder my little sister asked me if I was born with divine power."
He Tingxiao didn't reply, he still giggled and raised the big iron rod in his hand to hit Murong Feng again.
Murong Feng thought to himself: This person does not know any skills, his lower body is not stable, and he has no internal strength in his body. He must have never learned martial arts and only relies on brute force. It seems that if you want to defeat this person, you can only use skills. This matter is easy to handle.
Since he thought so, he did so. A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body was as flexible as a snake, holding a big knife in his hand, jumping left and right, making He Tingxiao spin around.
No matter how strong He Tingxiao was, it would be useless if he couldn't hit anyone. After being unable to attack for a long time, he was so angry that he trembled all over and continued fighting with red eyes.
In less than a cup of tea, Murong Feng found out the details about He Tingxiao. Taking advantage of He Tingxiao's shot, he directly kicked the person into the creek.
Not far away, Zhou Baoer sighed helplessly, feeling speechless about his little brother's IQ. It's okay against Buddha-like people, but against strong and smart people, you'll only lose.
After finally letting He Tingxiao suffer a loss, Murong Feng was not willing to give up this opportunity casually. He smiled and raised the big knife in his hand, stood on the bank of the creek and flashed by.
Although He Tingxiao is a little stupid and stupid, he has the intuition of a beast. When the real danger came, he rolled directly in the stream as if he was possessed by something.
It was this roll that made Murong Feng's attack fail. And because the body had not been carefully polished and was still a little thin, the lower body was unstable and almost fell into the stream.
He Tingxiao quickly crawled out of the stream with an iron rod in his hand, but his whole body was strangely free of stains, as if the person who rolled in the water just now was not him.
Murong Feng took a step back, looking at the mysterious pattern on He Tingxiao's face from a distance, and suddenly thought of a question.
"Are you the wizard?"
He Tingxiao didn't answer. Instead, he screamed and hit him with an iron rod.
Zhou Baoer sighed, shook his head again, and shouted.
"return."
When He Tingxiao suddenly heard these words, his body paused involuntarily. He glanced at Murong Feng fiercely, not only gave up the attack immediately, but also ran behind Zhou Baoer and stood quietly.
Murong Feng looked at the five-year-old Zhou Baoer dumbfounded, but his eyes became more and more wary. Being able to convince He Tingxiao from the bottom of his heart means that Zhou Baoer is no weaker than He Tingxiao.
"Looking at your outfits, are you a miko?"
Zhou Baoer nodded, raised the iron rod in his hand with a smile, and said.
"Let's have a fight. If you can escape from my hands, I will let you go."
"What an arrogant and domineering little lady,"
Murong Feng said with a smile, whistled again, and looked at Zhou Baoer provocatively.
Zhou Baoer held the iron rod in his hand with a calm face and walked slowly over step by step.
A gust of wind blew up the black skirt, casting shadows like cumulonimbus clouds in a thunderstorm.
Murong Feng's expression became more solemn. The new student's right hand tightly held the handle of the knife in his hand, and he looked at the little girl opposite without blinking.
He has grown up in battles throughout his life, and he is not afraid of fighting even if he changes into a weaker shell. Zhou Baoer's presence suddenly made his blood boil.
Under the shade of the trees, a group of people stood there quietly, neither approaching nor far away, and everyone was extremely nervous.
It seems that He Tingxiao, who is tall and powerful, is no match for him. Can Zhou Baoer, who is as petite and exquisite as a beautiful canary, really be able to defeat Murong Feng
Amidst everyone's uneasy mood, Zhou Baoer raised the iron rod in his hand with an unchanging expression and struck down without any technical content at all.
Murong Feng didn't know Zhou Baoer's background, and he didn't think there would be a second person born with supernatural powers. So, with a gloomy expression, he raised the big knife in his hand and slashed with Zhou Baoer's iron rod.
The two soldiers met, and a huge force came from him. He glanced at Zhou Baoer in surprise, and was beaten out together with the sword in his hand.
The heavy broadsword and the little boy weighing several dozen kilograms were like a stone with only a little weight. They were beaten across the small stream, then crossed an arc on the grass and fell directly into the woods.
A smile appeared on Zhou Baoer's face, and he waved to He Tingxiao.
"Carry me there."
He Tingxiao walked up obediently and squatted down.
Zhou Baoer walked over with a smile on his face and threw himself directly on He Tingxiao's back.
He Tingxiao stood up, carried Zhou Baoer, who seemed to have no weight at all, and walked forward through the cold stream.
On the other side of the creek, Murong Feng coughed hard after being beaten into the woods, his eyes filled with horror.
He originally thought that meeting a person with natural supernatural powers would be considered a miracle, but he didn't expect that there was a second person. And this little girl looks delicate, but in fact she is as terrifying as a ferocious beast, which makes people dare not resist her.
"System, exchange it for me a pill quickly. Damn, my bones are broken. You are even more ruthless than me at such a young age."
"Okay, host."
As soon as the cheerful voice finished speaking, a pill as white as jade appeared in front of Murong Feng.
Murong Feng quickly swallowed the elixir into his stomach and used his internal strength to dissolve it. Within a moment, amidst the itching and painful feeling, the broken bones grew back, and the various flesh wounds stopped bleeding and scarred, revealing pink and tender new skin.
Glancing at the witch and wizard who were crossing the stream, he grinned and scratched the newly grown skin. He tried his best to ignore the itchy feeling and rushed forward into the forest.
"Boss, he's gone."
He Tingxiao stopped and said with a simple face.
Zhou Baoer rolled his eyes, patted He Tingxiao on the head, and said unhappily.
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and catch up."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Tingxiao ran obediently with Zhou Baoer on his back, following Murong Feng closely.
When a group of people under the shade of the tree saw this scene, they all looked at each other and were at a loss.
"General Huang, should we pursue him or not?"
Hearing someone ask this, General Huang tightened his grip on the sword at his waist and ran directly forward.
"Chase, of course, chase. If something happens to the miko-sama, none of us will be able to bear the consequences."
General Huang, have you ignored the wizard
Such a thought suddenly flashes in some people's minds, but is quickly forgotten.
Listening to the continuous noise behind him, Murong Feng knew without looking that the witch and the wizard were catching up.
Even the best skills are useless if you have a certain level of brute force. Now he had no choice but to seize the time and escape.
Murong Feng thought: If I were as good as before, I wouldn't be chased by a little girl and run away in embarrassment. If anyone knew that I was... so down and out, they would definitely laugh their ass off.
"System, is there anything that can increase the speed?"
"Host, yes, do you want to redeem it?"
"No matter what it is, give it to me quickly. You are chasing me so closely. No wonder that so-and-so is so arrogant. He really has the ability to be arrogant."
"Host, it has been redeemed and here it is for you."
A black elixir appeared in front of Murong Feng, with a pungent smell that made people feel nauseous.
Out of trust in the system of life and death, he swallowed it without thinking. As a result, I was so disgusted that I almost fell to the ground.
Facts have proved that the effect of this elixir is quite good.
In an instant, Murong Feng's speed suddenly increased, and he disappeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Baoer frowned slightly and patted He Tingxiao on the shoulder.
Little did he know that Murong Feng on the other side had become bruised and swollen because he couldn't control his speed, like a pig's head.