-Wu Xiaohui.
Alias "Bajun Xingjun".
Jielong Seventh Academy ranks second in the sequence. Fan Xinglu, the number one apprentice brought from outside when he came to Jielong three years ago, is above Zhao Hufeng in terms of martial arts, and also surpasses Se in terms of Xingxianshu. Hillie.
Due to the relationship of practicing in the depths of Huangchen Temple, Wu Xiaohui rarely shows her face outside. Except for Fan Xinglu, Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng at the door don't know how long they haven't seen this big brother.
As a result, Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng stepped forward at the same time, holding a fist towards Wu Xiaohui.
"Big brother."
The salute in unison, only Wu Xiaohui nodded softly, the extremely cold response.
No, it is not cold, but dull.
Don't have any thoughts about anything.
Do not pay attention to any existence.
Just like an eminent monk with no desires and desires, the purest child, everything in the world seems to be only a part of "natural" in his eyes, and his eyes are scary and clear.
For a moment, Fang Li even felt whether this person did not exist.
This feeling caused Fang Li to frown slightly, and couldn't help but murmur.
"Puppet..."
That's right.
It was like a doll.
However, Fang Li's words shocked both Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng at the same time.
"Junior Brother?"
"What are you talking about? You are so rude to big brother!"
After Se Xili's incomprehension and Zhao Hufeng's anger, Fan Xinglu laughed.
"Is it a doll?" Fan Xinglu didn't even look at Wu Xiaohui, and said with a somewhat hurtful attitude: "It's really rare that you can see the nature of this child at a glance, and what you said is right. "
"Master?" Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng were suddenly surprised and confused.
Because, Fan Xinglu's remarks are really hurtful, isn't it
Generally speaking, who would say that to their disciples
On the contrary, Wu Xiaohui herself, as if she hadn't heard Fang Li and Fan Xinglu's words at all, stood there quietly, her expression unchanged from beginning to end, and even her eyes didn't move.
Until Fan Xinglu said such a sentence.
"Let the old man introduce to you, Xiaohui." Fan Xinglu pointed to Fangli and said in immature but mature words: "This is your little brother, who has been in the old man for less than half a year, but just In terms of strength, it is not at all weaker than Hufeng and Circe. If you use all your strength, you shouldn't even be an opponent, right?"
With this sentence, Wu Xiaohui finally reacted a little, raised her head and looked at Fangli.
It's just that, the expression in his too dull eyes still didn't change at all, and Geng was a little scary.
"As for Xiaohui, I shouldn't need to introduce him to you, right?" Fan Xinglu cast her gaze on Fang Li, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she suddenly said, "The opportunity is rare, and the old man is about to verify it. Xiaohui's achievements these days, you can follow along and watch the battle together."
"Watching the battle?" Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng were slightly startled, then their eyes lit up.
Fang Li also moved in his heart, and understood what Fan Xinglu meant.
Fan Xinglu intends to practice against Wu Xiaohui.
This is something that Fan Xinglu's disciples have known for a long time.
In the entire world dragon, Wu Xiaohui is the only one who can practice against Fan Xinglu.
Therefore, everyone knows that this big brother, who has never shown his face in front of others, possesses very powerful strength.
However, for a long time, Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui did not practice in front of others, and did not even allow any of the disciples to watch.
Therefore, no one knows how far Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui's duel practice has reached.
Now, Fan Xinglu suddenly allowed his disciples to watch the battle. How could Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng not be cheered up
Only Fang Li found it keenly.
Fan Xinglu's expression was somewhat boring when it came to the practice against Wu Xiaohui.
This is an extremely incredible thing.
For Fan Xinglu, fighting is the only thing in this world that can make her nostalgic, and it can even be said to be the meaning of existence.
As long as there is an opponent, Fan Xinglu will feel happy no matter how weak the opponent is.
Of course, the stronger the opponent, the happier Fan Xinglu will be.
And since Wu Xiaohui can be hailed as the only existence that can practice against Fan Xinglu, then as an opponent, the level is definitely sufficient.
In view of this, with Fan Xinglu's personality, he should feel very happy about it. How could it be even more boring
Neither Ce Xili nor Zhao Hufeng noticed this.
Wu Xiaohui stood there quietly as always, just like a real doll, without showing any feelings.
Fang Li suddenly pondered.
"If I did not remember wrong… "
Fang Li, who is familiar with the original book, knows why Fan Xinglu was like this.
It's just that Fang Li didn't know what was going on without seeing it with his own eyes.
"It's a rare opportunity, I really should watch the game..."
…
Huangchen Hall, between Xuanwu.
In this exercise room with countless stone pillars, Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui were facing each other at this time.
Next to them, Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng seemed to have eliminated their own breath, staying in the shadows, looking straight ahead.
Fang Li stayed here too, looking ahead, silently waiting for the duel between Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui.
"Okay." Fan Xinglu spoke to Wu Xiaohui who was on the opposite side.
"You try to attack it."
Hearing this, Wu Xiaohui met Fan Xinglu's gaze, clasped her fist slightly, and then dropped her hand.
At this moment, Wu Xiaohui's momentum changed completely.
The power of the stars surrounding him flowed slightly, but did not explode in a single breath, covering the outline of Wu Xiaohui's body like a halo.
Under such circumstances, Wu Xiaohui's aura did not expand, but seemed to blend in with nature, making her aura become illusory.
This performance alone made Fang Li admire him.
"This Wu Xiaohui is really not easy..."
Under Fang Li's whisper, Wu Xiaohui moved quietly.
Silently, it was like a beast that suddenly burst into flames. With a violent step, the figure rushed out and came to Fan Xinglu's face in an instant.
In this way, Wu Xiaohui hit Fan Xinglu in front of him with an unremarkable palm.
This palm is neither fast nor slow.
Therefore, Fan Xinglu just raised one hand gently and blocked it.
In the next second, something incredible happened.
"Boom!"
The muffled sound like an explosion resounded from Wu Xiaohui's palm that hit Fan Xinglu, setting off a strong impact, shaking the entire air.
That unremarkable blow was so heavy.